Because he didn't think it through.

Although he had to provide some money, it would not be difficult to open a shop for Brother Zhang.

The difficult part is his character who likes to cheat and cheat. What kind of shop can last for a long time?

Just open a coffin shop for him.

I guess I could save half an inch of wood. How could I do such an immoral thing?

It's easy to arrange things here in the Hou Mansion.

As a person, we can arrange it casually.

It's just that Zhang Heng was too lazy to see him.

After thinking about it, I might as well not be hung up on it for now.

After letting him relax for a few days, he turned around and asked Magistrate Zhao if there was any shortage of people.

If possible.

Find him a position as a prison chief or an agent.

The level does not need to be too high.

Just patrolling the streets with a stick.

Up to the sky.

You don't get paid for the noodles, but you also have to make a few fried dough sticks.

Thinking about it, nothing much could go wrong.

As for everything else.

The greed of the human heart will never end.

Some people want to eat a hundred chicken tongues in one meal to talk about wealth. What does wealth mean?

The old Zhang family has been digging in the soil for generations.

In Zhang Heng's view, it is already a good life for everyone to have enough food and clothing and have enough money.

He is also a face-conscious person.

It can't really be what some lousy old ladies say.

He is the son-in-law of the old mountain god. Now the old mountain god has gone, leaving only a young one who is coaxed around by him.

How long do you want to stay?

Even the statues in the temple must be moved down and replaced with his own.

This is outrageous.

Zhang Heng traveled all over the country for many years.

He is not a vicious person.

Why did you bully Hu Mengmeng when he was young? In the future, he would drive out the little mountain god, occupy the prince's mansion and temple, and marry more than ten concubines. Hu Mengmeng was attracted to complain to the emperor.

Reading is just like listening to storytelling too much.

Hey yo.

Hey yo, hey yo...

The hard laborers were in full swing, building the prince's mansion and temples.

In a blink of an eye.

Three months have passed.

With the first snow of winter.

The Beihou Mansion was also successfully completed.

At a glance, the palaces and palaces inside are beautifully built.

Look again.

Surrounded by rockeries, fake waters, and gardens, it is truly a fairyland on earth.

Where is Zhang Heng?

It's not busy anymore.

After explaining what I was doing, I hugged Hu Mengmeng and sat on a specially built pulley, pulled by five dogs, and was walking through the snowy forest on my way to the mountain village.

"Where did the barking dog come from?"

Xiashan Village.

The third sister is clearing the snow in front of the door.

As I kept sweeping, I could hear chickens and dogs jumping in the distance.

"Little brother!"

Take a closer look.

A group of big dogs pulled a small car without wheels and were barking and running towards this direction.

And the kid sitting in the car, wearing a tiger hat, who else could it be if he wasn't Zhang Heng.

"Brother, it's really you!"

The third sister came forward with a face of joy.

He didn't dare to get close, because he was afraid of those big dogs, so he could only smile from a distance: "Where did you get this hat? It's so childish."

"childish!"

Zhang Heng touched the hat on his head.

The tiger hat is a little childish for a normal eight-year-old child, but it is just right for an old monster like him who has a mental age of more than a thousand years but looks only eight years old.

Whoever saw it wouldn't say he's a pervert.

How is this childish?

The third sister really doesn't have any sense of aesthetics.

"Little brother..."

I saw Zhang Heng coming down.

The third sister quickly came up and kissed him on the face: "It snowed all night last night, and I was thinking about you this morning. I didn't expect you to come."

"The third sister is getting more and more beautiful."

Zhang Heng straightened his hat and took out Hu Mengmeng who was sleeping soundly in the sheepskin blanket: "No wonder the magpies have been chirping in the past two days. This is because my old Zhang family is about to have a happy event."

"Third sister dares to make fun of you, I'll give you a beating."

The third sister rolled her eyes at Zhang Heng.

But she was reluctant to hit him, and instead hugged Hu Mengmeng: "He loves sleeping so much, no wonder the little mountain god looks fatter than Xia Tian."

"I brought a leg of lamb, cloth, tea, and some pastries in the car."

Zhang Heng did not give Hu Mengmeng to the third sister: "Third sister, take those. Mengmeng has been training every day for the past few months, eating a lot and growing fast. I'm afraid you can't hold her anymore."

"Nonsense."

"You can hug me, how can I not be able to hug you?"

The third sister didn't believe it, and just thought Zhang Heng was too lazy to pick up the things, so she went to pull the leg of lamb and asked: "How is it at the Hou Mansion? Last time I went to the market with your second brother Zhu, we took a look from a distance.

It’s really impressive.”

"It's almost built." Zhang Heng also smiled with a smile on his face: "If you want to go, you can go there anytime, just like at home. You can play whatever you want, but it's not fun now. When the ice and snow melt next spring, you will know what it means.

It’s a water garden.”

"Water garden?"

The third sister was stunned.

With her poor knowledge, she could not even imagine what a water garden looked like.

After all, she is just a country girl who has never seen the world.

Not only did he lose his smile for a while, but he also felt a little inferior: "When Wang Miaozhu was still there, I often stood at the door of Wang's house and looked inside, imagining what it was like inside."

"The result is that in my dreams, I have never entered the Wang family's mansion."

"Speaking of which, the Wang family's mansion is already one of the deep-walled courtyards with a radius of a hundred miles."

"But this house is not even one-tenth of the size of the Beihou Mansion. This is not the place I should go."

Zhang Heng was a little bit dumbfounded: "What did the third sister say? If you and Brother Zhu are childhood sweethearts, or if you want to marry a prince, I will be the one who wants to marry the prince. If you don't believe it, if Brother Zhu comes back later, you can do it."

If he drives him away, see if I can make you a princess."
To be continued...