Mr. Zeng looked up at the sky and suggested to Qin Dewei: "It's still early today. You guys go back to the apartment with me and get the keys to the house. I'll take you there."
Qin Dewei had nothing to disagree with, so he followed Mr. Zeng. After taking the keys, the three of them walked east along the street.
Liu Yue still had a little difficulty walking, and Qin Dewei was very worried. If she threw herself on the street, it would be unclear. Hanging her in the Xu family and hanging in his own hands were two different things.
He happened to see a sedan bearer waiting to be hired on the corner of the street, so he thought about borrowing some money from Mr. Zeng and hiring a sedan bearer to carry Liu Yue. However, Liu Yue rejected this idea and insisted on having a pale and bloodless face.
Follow along.
"Are you doing this on purpose to win my sympathy?" Qin Dewei questioned with great vigilance. Liu Yue was almost so angry that she vomited blood. She couldn't even sit down or sit down.
The saddest thing about green tea is that people know it is green tea, and then their words and deeds are suspected of having intentions. Liu Yue was probably in this state in front of Qin Dewei.
But Liu Yue was already struggling just to walk at this time, so she was not in the mood to act. She gritted her teeth and replied: "There is no reason why a slave can sit in a sedan chair without a master walking by himself."
Qin Dewei thought for a moment and suddenly realized: "So you are hinting again that you want to ride in the sedan with me?"
Liu Yue just felt that she couldn't argue, so she raised her breath and said: "No matter how ignorant I am, I know the difference between superiority and inferiority, how can I go beyond being disrespectful?"
Qin Dewei finally understood what the maid was thinking: "Oh, it turns out it is to create an image of being polite and abiding by one's duties. After all, you have been accused of being restless before and are in urgent need of restoring your image."
Liu Yue suppressed her anger of wanting to hit someone, endured the discomfort of her weak body and weak energy, and tried her best to perform her acting skills. She burst into tears and said: "I don't want you to expose this little little thought of my family.
But the slave family is like a piaoping now. Life and death are all in your hands, and I am afraid of being looked down upon by you. It feels really miserable. So I just want to perform well. I hope you won’t be offended by these thoughts."
Qin Dewei nodded with satisfaction, "That's right for you. Just say it clearly if you have any ideas. Don't keep acting back and forth with me. If you're not tired, I'm still tired!"
Mr. Zeng was confused for a moment. Who is performing this?
Originally, he knew something about Liu Yue, and deep down he disliked Liu Yue. But seeing Qin Dewei's attitude of guarding against thieves, he suddenly began to sympathize with Liu Yue in the future.
Continuing walking on the road, Mr. Zeng introduced Qin Dewei: "My house is located in the east of the city, with convenient transportation. It can be called a boutique small house. The location is perfect, the essence is scarce, it is close to the water view, and it is close to the scenic spots. It is still a place where culture is condensed.
Therefore, the family is stained with the scholarly atmosphere."
Qin Dewei: ""
As Mr. Zeng was talking, he found that Qin Dewei did not look happy and yearning for him at all, but his expression was a little weird, so he asked: "What's wrong with you?"
Qin Dewei said quietly: "Does Mr. Zeng want to sell the house?"
Mr. Zeng was confused. All these words he said were just to flatter people. They indirectly proved that he was not a wasteful spender. What did they have to do with selling a house?
As the two talked, they gradually walked to Taipingfang in the east of the city. Speaking of this name, there are countless Taipingfangs in cities all over the world, just like a bunch of place names like Zhongshan Road five hundred years later.
In Taipingfang, Nanjing City of the Ming Dynasty, walking a little further east is Dongshui Pass and Tongji Gate. It is also the node where the Outer Qinhuai River bifurcates and flows into the city, becoming the Inner Qinhuai River.
"Look, I said it is located at the strategic point in the east of the city and has convenient transportation!" Mr. Zeng boasted.
Qin Dewei was speechless. From a geographical point of view, Tongji Gate corresponds to Sanshan Gate from east to west, but inside Sanshan Gate is Sanshanmen Street, and outside is Mochou Lake, Jiangdong Gate, and the broader Yangtze River.
And outside Tongji Gate are the Sanchuan Temple, the Temple of Heaven, the Grand Campus, and the Shenjiying. As a primary school student who is determined to be a scholar, what use does Tongji Gate have to have such convenient transportation? He is not the Minister of the Ministry of War or the Minister of Etiquette. Taichang Qing
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As they walked, they came to a small dark door. Mr. Zeng went up and knocked on the door a few times. Qin Dewei didn't understand. What door was he knocking on? Is there anyone else living there?
But someone opened the door from inside, and Mr. Zeng invited Qin Dewei to come in. He saw three people standing in the front yard. They were a couple in their thirties, plus a five or six-year-old girl.
Mr. Zeng's voice suddenly became much softer, and he introduced Qin Dewei with evasive eyes: "This is Hao Danian and his wife. They are both servants left by the previous owner. They had nowhere to go, so they took them in first."
Qin Dewei, who just wants a place to live and has a plan to make a fortune that has not yet been realized: ""
Does living here mean that you have to keep all the servants?
Suddenly, three people, two adults and one child, appeared. Plus Liu Yue, there were four people! By the way, there was also me, who planned to set up her own business and become a master. There were five people in total. How to support them? How to support them?
He finally began to have reason to suspect that Mr. Zeng wanted to pass the blame after overspending. At this time, Qin Dewei really had the urge to leave.
Mr. Zeng, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, suddenly grabbed Qin Dewei and greeted him: "Look at the house first, look at the house first!"
In fact, there is nothing interesting to see, the layout is very simple, and you can basically see it at a glance just standing in the courtyard. There are three main rooms, the hall is in the middle, and the bedrooms and study rooms are on the left and right.
There are two rooms in the east and west compartments. One in the west compartment is the residence of Hao Danian and his wife, and the other is vacant. The east compartment is the kitchen and utility room.
At first glance, that's it.
Qin Dewei couldn't help but question: "Didn't Mr. Zeng just say that it was close to a water feature?"
Mr. Zeng took Qin Dewei through the central hall of the main house and saw a puddle behind the house.
"Look, the pond waterscape is quiet and elegant, suitable for reading!" Mr. Zeng said intoxicatedly.
Puddle? Pond? Qin Dewei's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help complaining: "Even if this puddle is a pond, I'm afraid it will dry up when the sun is strong in summer, right?"
Mr. Zeng quickly explained: "No, it is living water. Look, there is a water channel leading to the river outside. Look at the back wall, and there is a water gate."
Qin Dewei was noncommittal and suggested: "Look around again?"
Mr. Zeng quickly followed closely, "Then I will lead you!"
After leaving the courtyard gate, there was a mediocre, short and feeble river on the right side of the courtyard wall. Nothing else could be seen. Qin Dewei couldn't help but question again: "Mr. Zeng, you said it is close to the scenic spot, where is it?"
Mr. Zeng pointed to the river and said: "Look, this is the famous Jiuqu Qingxi! Isn't this a scenic spot?"
Qingxi originates from Zijin Mountain and flows into the Qinhuai River. It is artificially dug. It is only more than ten miles long but has many twists and turns, so it is called Jiuqu Qingxi.
It is one of the symbols of the cultural imagery of the Jinfen Six Dynasties. Even the poetry club in the Nanjing literary circle today is called Qingxi Poetry Society.
But, but, three times but, the scenery and splendor of Jiuqu Qingxi happened more than a thousand years ago!
After more than a thousand years, in the ninth year of the Jiajing reign of the Ming Dynasty, the vast Jiuqu Qingxi River had long been blocked, leaving only a small section where it poured into the Qinhuai River.
After understanding the story, Qin Dewei turned his attention back to the short and weak river. Mr. Zeng was not lying. It was really close to a scenic spot. Who dares to say that Qingxi is not a scenic spot?
Qin Dewei no longer has any extra thoughts. He just wants to know how to explain "a place where culture is condensed and a scholarly family is stained"?
Mr. Zeng pointed to the south and said, "Look, if you walk along the Qingxi River and cross the Huaiqing Bridge, you will reach Gongyuan Street. Next to Gongyuan is Yingtianfu School. Why is it not a place where culture gathers and where the family is rich in scholarship?
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"If I buy a house here, can I directly study in a government school?" Qin Dewei asked innocently.
Mr. Zeng asked in surprise: "Of course not. If you pass the scholar examination, you have to be a top student before you can enter a government school. What are you thinking?"
Qin Dewei curled his lips. No matter how close the house was to the school, it didn't have a school district property, so that was enough to see the house. To be honest, he was a little discouraged.
This place is close to the Gongyuan Cultural District and the entertainment area on the south bank of Qinhuai, but it is a little far from Jiangning County Government. If Mr. Feng is promoted to Nancheng Yushi in the future, then this place will be farther from the Chayuan, and it is not very convenient to go to work.
convenient.
In fact, walking a few more steps is not a big problem. It is always closer than running from the Xu family in Beicheng. But the biggest problem is that there are three servants left in the house. It costs more to raise people. Is it worth it?
The case of Dong and He has not yet been finalized, and Nancheng officials are involved, so the process will be even longer. The money that I gave to the arrester Dong cannot be returned as evidence of stolen goods, and I still have to wait.
I have already asked Madam Gu to help me advance the capital to prepare a money shop, so how can I lose my face and borrow money again?
As for Wang Lianqing, he owes two hundred minus fifty taels. If he borrows it again, he may still be able to borrow it, but he doesn't dare to look for it again.
There was also the wealthy businessman Feng Xiancheng who gave all the money he had to the magistrate, but was unwilling to ask for money from his family, let alone borrow the money, and expected himself to help him earn pocket money!
Under Mr. Zeng's hopeful gaze, Qin Dewei said: "I've thought about it, maybe it would be more suitable to rent a house near Jubaomen."
Mr. Zeng sighed: "I see that you have made great achievements in the county government and have several talents. I originally thought that it would not be a big problem for you to support a few people, but now it seems that I am forcing myself to make things difficult."
While he was talking, Qin Dewei suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a lot of construction work going on in the downstream direction of Qingxi River nearby. He grabbed a local resident and asked about the situation.
The man replied: "Because this place is close to Qingxi River and Gutaoye Ferry, Mr. Gu, the patron of the Literary Circle, plans to build a garden here!"
Qin Dewei turned around and asked: "Mr. Zeng, have you brought the land deed?"
Mr. Zeng said doubtfully: "Why do you want the land deed?"
Qin Dewei said sincerely: "From what I've seen from your face, you will definitely rise to great heights in the future, so I probably won't live in Nanjing for a long time, so you might as well sell this house to me!"
Mr. Zeng: ""
Liu Yue, the maid who had been silent next to her, couldn't understand. Who tricked who came today?