"Erniu, don't talk nonsense." Song Tianming whispered to stop him.

He was not afraid of Qian Bojun, but was just worried that if there was a hearing in the wall, he would eventually involve Erniu and the others.

Erniu pouted and stopped talking.

Cheng Hu pondered for a moment and said, "Sir, I feel that the county is not peaceful. What if the Qian family's son is not good for you... Otherwise, you and us will go back to the village first and then make a long-term plan!"

Song Tianming shook his head, stood up and paced back and forth:

"It's useless, what can I do if I go back to the village? Does he really have to deal with me, and he still have to choose a place?

If I really go back to the village, he will feel that I am easy to bully and force me even more!”

"What are the plans of sir?"

Song Tianming squinted his eyes and murmured:

"Let's see."

That afternoon, Song Tianming did not look for a shop anymore, but instead checked out the room from the inn, looked for a house in the city, and bought it immediately!

In the study room of Tianxianglou.

"You said he bought a house? And he never came out again?"

"Yes, the young man also saw that his two men were bringing several farmers in and out at the door yesterday, as if they were his people."

When Qian Bojun heard this, he was immediately confused.

"What else did they do?"

"They also bought a lot of items, including bottles, jars, some food, and..."

The subordinates wanted to speak but stopped.

Qian Bojun asked impatiently: "What else?"

"There are some flowers and plants."

Qian Bojun couldn't understand it either.

Not only did you buy a house, but you also bought some flowers and plants to arrange them?

Is Song Tianming planning to live in the city for a long time?

But according to the tip, didn’t this person always live in Dongpan Township, and only by selling goods would he go to the city?

"Stay keep watching."

After sending his subordinates away, Qian Bojun tidied up his clothes, shook his fan and went out, and came to the Tianzi Hall downstairs.

As soon as he entered the door, a strong man with big beard came up, smiled and bowed, "Mr. Qian, I have long admired Daming. It's a great honor to meet him today!"

Qian Bo was not slow and replied with a bow: "Mr. Zhao was joking. How could Qian, a white-Ding, receive the tribute from him?"

This person is the county magistrate of Xiahe County and Zhao Qun.

The two of them were polite and then they got into the seat.

There was another round of wine and the conversation was very pleasant.
Chapter completed!