Han Zuo Gaomen

Chapter 84 Shen Weizhou Ghost Hunting

It was almost evening when Shen Zhezi returned to the manor.

At this time, the clerks in the accounting room had already left, and only Qian Feng was left to gather and seal the remaining books under the command servant.

In order to ensure that the verification results are accurate, clearing is only performed during the day when there is sufficient light.Although there is lighting at night, the candles are always flickering. In addition, there are many errors and omissions in the accounts, which is half the effort, so it is better to rest early and recharge your energy.

"Xiao Lang-jun went to the valley to inspect again?"

After getting acquainted with each other, Qian Feng stopped being polite, and asked Shen Zhezi with a smile. Although the scar on his face was still slightly grim, it was not as shocking as before.

Shen Zhezi nodded, walked back to his seat and picked up the abacus. Seeing Qian Feng sitting back and ordering someone to hold the lamp to continue to calculate the accounts, he couldn't help persuading: "Uncle still needs to pay attention to work and rest. These accounts are numerous and complicated. There is no need to rush."

After hearing the words, Qian Feng smiled and said: "It is always necessary to finish it as soon as possible to feel at ease. I am not a person who is interested, and it is also fun to bury my head in the paper."

This is probably a workaholic in ancient times. During this period of time, Shen Zhezi still enjoys seeing Qian Feng's lack of skills. It seems that only these common tasks can make him feel fulfilled and meaningful.

Such a person, not to mention in the current retreat, even in later generations where the pace of life is so fast, is rare.This kind of person who is extremely capable and enjoys working is a treasure no matter what era he is in.

But when Shen Zhezi thought about it again, Qian Feng seemed to have nothing else to do except take care of various affairs of the manor.He is already a person who does not exist in the world, and the scope of his activities is only within the influence of the Shen family.Because of the crime of treason, the old mother, wife and children are now taken into hiding by the father in Kuaiji, and they rarely see each other.

Shen Zhezi couldn't bear to see the boring life of the old man's good friend as an ascetic monk, so he said: "It takes a combination of work and rest to live a long life. Uncle, you might as well take time out occasionally and go to Qianxi Village for a while, dance and music repose."

"Haha, I'm almost overwhelmed, and I'm still in prison, so why bother to force an abrupt beauty."

Qian Feng laughed loudly, and then sighed: "Xiao Langjun has a unique strategy, and many wonderful ideas are refreshing, but also can cut into the current problems. Although there are many affairs, they are in order. It is not the same as in the past. You can't do it by force, and you are always in a state of anxiety. In comparison, those of us who are in charge, can be attached to the tail, and every inch of progress is an inch of joy, and we enjoy it, so we dare not slack off."

Seeing that he was advised not to move, Shen Zhezi simply sat back and helped to sort out today's accounts.After another half a moment, many data were entered into the general ledger one by one.

After putting away the account book, Shen Zhezi thought that Qian Feng was going to rest, but he didn't expect this guy to look at the sky and said: "Young Lord, go and rest, I'm going to wait in the small building again."

The small building is an independent and secluded courtyard built by Shen Zhezi in the manor, and it is a place for evidence collection.Those who are corrupt in the management of each manor will go to the specified place within the specified time to confess their bad deeds, and their crimes will be punished lightly.In order to prevent people with ulterior motives from falsely accusing others and causing everyone to be in danger, it is stipulated that they only speak about their own crimes and do not involve others.

Originally, the stewards of the manors sneered at the shuanggui, but after Shen Zhezi arrested Wu Ru's family forcefully, some people couldn't feel at ease, and occasionally went to the small building to confess to a leniency in the dead of night.Such a voluntary surrender can greatly reduce the investigation workload.

Seeing Qian Feng walking briskly towards the small building, Shen Zhezi really couldn't understand where a person could come from with such abundant energy.Probably this guy was born for rebellion, and now the agricultural cooperatives promoted by Shen Zhezi are not stingy with another form of separatism, which arouses the enthusiasm of those who are born rebels.Maybe so...

It was dusk, and Shen Zhezi walked towards his residence in the manor with the abacus in his hand.Originally planned to go back to the old house tonight to see his mother Wei Shi and his little brother Shen Jin, but when he thought that if he met his third uncle Shen Hong, he would keep nagging, he decided not to go back.

Now the entire Longxi Manor is Shen Zhezi's private domain, with hundreds of hectares of land and thousands of people.Even if the old guys from the old house came over, there was no room for them to intervene.It's not that Shen Zhezi is trying to seize power, it's just that the current situation has naturally been created after the integration.

He cooperated with Qian Feng lightly and secretly, and they were each other's exterior and interior, and the entire manor had been built like an iron bucket.As long as he is in the manor, no one can force him.If Shen Hongruo wanted to come here to drag him into school, he gave an order and threw it over the wall.

Walking into his small courtyard, Shen Zhezi suddenly heard the faint sound of string music echoing in the courtyard, so he couldn't help being a little curious.He himself doesn't know the rhythm, and none of the servants and maids in the door are good at it, and there is no one in the courtyard today, so how can someone play the piano in his own courtyard?

Recently, he has also been listening to some ghost stories circulating in the countryside. Even if he doesn't believe it in his heart, he will be infected after hearing too much.He thought he was hallucinating, but suddenly another clear syllable came into his ears, and he felt a little nervous.

He signaled the servants behind him to pick up the sticks, and followed the music quietly behind him, preparing to find out.If you go to Jiankang in the future, if you are lucky enough to meet the ghost writer Gan Bao, let’s talk about Shen Weizhou’s story of catching ghosts.

At this time, the moonlight was hazy, the shadows in the courtyard were mottled, and the night wind was cold and chilly, making the atmosphere even more gloomy.Shen Zhezi stooped, holding the abacus tightly in his hand, and sneaked into the courtyard along the shadow of the corner.

Suddenly, there was a chill on the back of his neck, as if someone was blowing air on his back, or he was caressed by an invisible ghost hand.There was a buzzing sound in Shen Zhezi's mind, the whole person froze in place, the hairs all over his body stood up suddenly, and it took another moment to hear a slightly disordered breathing sound.

Shen Zhezi twisted his stiff neck and looked back, only to see the servant holding a bamboo stick in his hand, bowing his waist and shrinking behind him, the cold air on the back of his neck was his breath!
People are scary and scary!

Shen Zhezi gave the man a look of embarrassment and annoyance, and motioned him to take a step back and stay away from him.But after this incident, the tension in my heart was reduced, and when I heard the intermittent sound of playing the piano, I no longer felt inexplicably cold.

The master and servant bowed their waists, and continued to move forward like thieves, and finally approached the source of the sound of the piano, which was located in the small pavilion next to the canal on the left side of the courtyard.On the right side of the small pavilion, there is a rockery that looks like a dangerous peak. The shadow cast by the moonlight just covers the inside of the pavilion, and only a vague black shadow can be seen from a distance.

"You go over there!"

Shen Zhezi whispered to his servants to go around to the back of the rockery, while he ran like a civet cat into the garden where the flowers and leaves were all withered, and then approached by the withered and gnarled branches of flowers and trees, preparing to attack from both sides.Even if there is a ghost, he is not afraid, the nervous urge to urinate wells up, if the ghost dares to harm him, let him taste the taste of a child's urine!

Climbing over the garden fence made of blue bricks, Shen Zhezi looked sideways again, only to see a group of flickering and jumping will-o'-the-wisps hanging in the air in the pavilion, and under the will-o'-the-wisps, there was a pale human-shaped thing entrenched.At this time, he was still a few feet away, seeing his servants approaching the rockery.So he waited patiently for a while, and when the servant was already in place, he shook the abacus in his hand and rushed towards the small pavilion, shouting: "What the hell!"

"what……"

A slightly shrill scream suddenly sounded in the pavilion, and then the group of white shadows suddenly jumped up.

It turned out to be a female ghost!

Shen Zhezi was a little disappointed. He had heard a lot of stories about fragrant ghosts, but even if this female ghost had needs, it was hard for him to cut him down with his small body!
"Don't harm my little man!"

The servant was a loyal servant, his face turned pale with fright, but he still roared and jumped up from the rockery, brandishing a bamboo stick to hunt the sound of the wind, truly brave.But this idiot actually climbed to the top of the rockery, and the bamboo stick was directly drawn on the eaves of the small pavilion, and the whole person rolled down immediately.

Shen Zhezi waved his abacus with one hand, and lifted his outer robe with the other, and was about to show off his big killer to ward off evil, when he saw the white shadow floating towards him, he was inevitably in a hurry and couldn't untie his belt for a while.

"Little, little man, is that you..."

Bai Ying on the opposite side suddenly made a timid voice. Hearing this familiar tone, Shen Zhezi froze. He let go of the belt and took a few steps forward. He could only vaguely recognize it under the moonlight. It's the little maid, Gua'er, wearing a half-fur coat and a double-breasted cloak. How embarrassing!

Shen Zhezi patted the somewhat messy gentry belt, and said in a slightly stern tone: "Gua'er, why are you here? Didn't you already go home?"

Originally, Shen Zhezi planned to go back to the old house today, so he sent a few maids at the gate to the old house to deliver some things first, and the rest of the family members in Longxi Village gave them a day off. The winter solstice is approaching, so we have to let them go home Have a reunion.He knew that there was no one in the courtyard, and he became suspicious when he heard the strange movement.

Gua'er was obviously terrified by this pair of master and servant, her pretty face was pale and bloodless, she hung her head and twisted the corner of her clothes, daring not to speak.

Shen Zhezi panicked with embarrassment and didn't know what to say to her for a while, so he walked towards the small pavilion, looked at the servant who got up humming and humming, and said angrily: "Liu Chang, did you break it?"

Liu Chang is the name of this servant, he is the brother of Bingwei Liu Meng, a compatriot of the same mother, there is a world of difference.

"Your servant is fine! Don't worry, sir, with me here, that ghost... Hey, why is it Miss Guaer?"

That Liu Chang got up and shook his head to pick up the bamboo stick. Then he saw the weak and shy Gua'er standing outside the pavilion, and was immediately taken aback.

"If you don't break it, get out!"

Shen Zhezi saw that Chang Liu didn't seem injured, so he waved his hand to drive away this guy. Seeing that Chang Liu left with a smirk, he turned his mind and said in a deep voice: "Don't tell others!"

When Liu Chang left, the atmosphere became awkward again. Gua'er stood outside the pavilion and did not dare to approach. Can play the piano? I don’t know, why don’t you play it and let me listen to it.”

Hearing this, Gua'er lowered his head even lower, moved into the pavilion with small steps, and said shyly: "Gua'er is a new learner, I'm afraid it will spoil your vision..."

"Why did you suddenly think of learning this?"

Shen Zhezi saw a scroll at the end of the piano that looked like a music score, so he asked casually, picked up the music score and looked at it through the small lamp under the gauze cover, and then put it back in embarrassment, unable to understand.

"Yes, it's Mrs. Su..." Gua'er's tone became weaker, as if thinking of something that she was ashamed to ask, her pretty face was flushed red under the dim light, making her look even more charming.

When Shen Zhezi heard this, he understood the general idea.A few days ago, he had no time to get away, so he sent Guaer to the tofu workshop to have a look.Su Niangzi was originally an actress in Qianxi Manor, and she learned a lot about the art of entertaining people. She must have instilled some theory in Gua'er, so this girl decided to learn these skills behind her back.

Turning his head to look at Gua'er, who was a little worried, Shen Zhezi probably could understand the girl's panic because he didn't know how long he could keep his attention, and sighed: "Why do you need to learn this?"

When Gua'er heard this, his shoulders trembled, and his tone of voice was already a little choked up: "I will remember your lesson, Gua'er is vulgar and humble, and I don't deserve to learn elegant drama..."

"Whether worthy or not, I'm just not interested."

Shen Zhezi was a little speechless, and motioned Gua'er to come over and sit beside him, and put his abacus on the table: "If you really want to learn something, learn this. If you learn well, I have many things for you to do in the future."

Gua'er wiped the corners of his eyes, and when he saw the novelty on the table, he immediately showed curiosity.Shen Zhezi smiled smugly, and immediately grabbed the little maid's wrist: "Let me teach you."

The red sleeves are not enough to reward, how can a soft catkin dial the abacus.

Seeing the little maid's slender white fingers contrasting with the still green abacus beads, her eyebrows slightly frowned and slightly charming, Shen Zhezi faintly understood the fun of those local tyrants and big bosses in later generations.It's okay for the secretary to do something... Well, wait a few years.

　Continue to ask for recommendation tickets, thank you everyone. . .In the last chapter, Taoshan [taoshan] means firing ceramic tiles, covering a whole set of techniques. . .

　　


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