Jinghui listened to her mother-in-law's question, was slightly stunned, and then said: "If you go back to your wife, it will be on the street in front of the Drum Tower." ”

"The Drum Tower, what a good place!" As he spoke, Zhao Jiashi touched his cigarette pouch and pot, and said, "The tobacco used in this house was bought in the shop on the Tobacco Bag Xiejie Street in the Drum Tower. By the way, how big is this shop, how many facades, how many back buildings, warehouses, account rooms or something can be spacious? ”

Seeing that her mother-in-law was so interested, Jinghui felt quite strange in her heart.

Her dowry, in addition to the gorgeous decorations of the various mansions, also has a small village of eight hectares of land purchased for her by her aunt Ilgen Jue Luo in her private house.

In Ilgenjue Luo's words, those furnishings, clothes and jewelry are just to earn decent, and there must always be some income in hand, so that the waist is more relaxed, and there is no need to make trouble for a few small money.

Jing Hui is not a reckless person, looking at the light of Zhao Jia's eyes, she can guess some reasons.

She thought about it for a while, and returned respectfully: "My daughter-in-law hasn't been to see it, but she only knows that she is next to the tea Zhuangzi, sitting east and facing west, and there are three rooms in the façade. ”

"It's only three?" Zhao Jiashi listened, and his face was slightly insufficient.

Not to mention anything else, the Daoxiang Village shop on the other side of Chu Yu's front door is a seven-room door-face room, which she knows. When she went out to visit relatives before, she had specially asked the coachman to take a detour to see there.

The shop is very decent, and there is an endless stream of customers buying dim sum and dumplings, which is really exciting.

Compared with each other, the shops in these three rooms seem a little constrained.

Although he had the intention of using his daughter-in-law's shop to do business, but in the end it was a dowry, Zhao Jiashi thought about how to speak, and heard Jinghui continue: "...... Now there is a silk cloth shop over there, and the deed has been signed for five years, it seems that he is a Shanxi businessman, and he also gave a gift to the house over there last year......"

When Zhao Jiashi heard this, he couldn't help frowning, and said, "Who is renting a house for five years at a time?" Ming'er sent someone over to the man and told them to return the rent. I will be of great use to this shop, and when the time comes, I will make money and give you pollen money. ”

Jinghui said the previous words, although it was the truth, but it was also a bit to block Zhaojia's mouth.

Zhao Jia's temper of not hitting the south wall and not looking back, and the daughter-in-law sitting in front of him is his own daughter-in-law, where will there be those scruples? It's time to speak, it's still open.

Jinghui was really a little embarrassed, and she set up rules in front of Zhaojia's family all day long, and listened to her talk about Daoxiang Village for several months. Even if it is clumsy, it can be seen that Zhaojia's is a red-eyed Daoxiang Village shop to make money.

Now that they have just been separated for two days, Zhao Jia's has opened his mouth to shop and plan to do business, isn't it obvious?

Although the long room and the second room are separated, but one stroke can not write two "Cao" words, if the mother-in-law really opened a similar dim sum shop, then let outsiders see the joke and not tell, even they are small, and they are embarrassed to see their cousins and sisters-in-law.

Seeing that the previous words were not, Zhao Jia's family still spoke, Jing Hui's face showed a little embarrassment, and she whispered: "Madam, if you change to an ordinary businessman, if you want to take back the shop in advance, it is just to pay for a few months' rent; Now the merchant of this shop seems to have the door of the royal palace behind him......"

In the end, Jing Hui's voice gradually lowered, and she only felt that her chest was "fluttering" and "fluttering", as if her liver was about to jump out. She only felt that her face was hot, and she was busy lowering her head without a trace to hide her gaffe.

"The relationship between the palace ......" Zhao Jia's heart hesitated when he heard this.

Although the Cao family is somewhat decent, in front of the clan and the royal family, they are still slaves, and they can't afford to stiffen their waists.

Her face drooped, and she only felt that she was excited, waved her hand at Jinghui, and said, "Go out, let someone talk to the kitchen, I will have a duck here at night, and I will have a duck on my side." ”

Jinghui got up and answered, bowed her head and retreated.

Zhao Jiashi put the cigarette pouch and pot into his mouth, and took two sips of the cold jade cigarette holder, but he couldn't wrap the cigarette.

Green chrysanthemum saw it on the side, and hurriedly loaded a cigarette in front of it to light a cigarette.

The eldest daughter-in-law's shop is not used, such as the two properties that Hui marries, one is a house and the other is a shop.

It's just that if Ruhui's shop is made, the sister-in-law's side is the most broken, and she can't say anything unpleasant. Zhao Jiashi hesitated, unable to make up his mind...... Zhao Jia's was thinking about how to change the shop here, and set up the dim sum stall earlier, and he faintly felt as if he had pulled something down, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

Zhao Jia's family forgot one big thing, that is, Ming'er is the "Qiqi" of the late Auxiliary Duke Demao, and there is a big funeral in the Guogong Mansion.

The Li family of Xifu and Chu Yu's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are discussing the funeral of the Ming'er Guogong Mansion. Before, Sanqi gave gifts, and Wuqi gave a dumpling table.

According to the customs of Kyori, this white element is different from the red element. The white elements are just too long to compare with each other at will, otherwise, they will be regarded as "climbing" others, or they will be "pouting" others.

In general, it is according to the two families, the level of the door is different, and the money is determined according to the situation. If it's a good relationship, send some more.

Seshtu, the heir of the Guogong Mansion, is the son-in-law of the Cao family, and this money can't be given too much, only twenty taels, but it is a lot, with three hundred taels of silver.

The dumpling table sent on May 7 was made in Daoxiang Village. All of them are thirteen-section tables, and there are four tables in total. Each yard weighs 200 yuan, and each table is 2,600 yuan, which is half a house high.

Regardless of these four tables, they are worth more than 100 taels of silver, which is the bulk of the white wedding ceremony.

The money and the table have been delivered, and in addition to the road sacrifice set up by Cao's mansion here, Ming'er's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law also plan to go to the Guogong Mansion to send the funeral in person.

After setting the regulations for Ming'er to leave the house, Chu Yu ordered people to go down to prepare the funeral ceremony, such as money, incense and candles.

The two mothers-in-law, after saying this, were a little silent.

Although it seems to outsiders that Cao Yi is the adopted daughter of the long house, she does not know about the relationship with the second room. But the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law know in their hearts that Zhao Jia's is Cao Yi's mother-in-law, and they can't go past her.

Li hesitated for a moment, and said to Chu Yu: "It's better to send someone to the East Mansion to ask, see what the second wife's charter is, and see if you want to go over together, 'Si Shi Fa Yin', we must go over earlier and help your third sister." ”

It has been two days since the separation, and the Zhaojia family did not come to this mansion.

Aunt Chang and Aunt Luo, who had been borrowed by the Zhaojia clan earlier, had returned to this mansion, and in the end, they were from the long house, and there was no reason to stay in the second room after the separation.

Besides, the two of them were invited to make offerings, forty-eight taels of silver every year, plus clothes for the four seasons.

Even if they are reluctant to have the fourth sister and the fifth son, Zhao Jia's family will not keep them when they look at the silver.

Actually, Chu Yu didn't care about the money.

Even if you pay money for the long house and stay in the house over there to raise the two sisters-in-law, what else can you say here?

The partial birth of Zhaojia was wary in his heart, for fear that he would be counted with money, so he didn't dare to stay longer for a day after the separation, and immediately sent back to this mansion.

For this, the two aunts were a little embarrassed on their faces, and they were a little embarrassed even with Chu Yu.

Although he was a little dissatisfied with Zhaojia's family, since his mother-in-law commanded, Chu Yu also had no words, and sent Xicai around him to Dongfu.

It was not yet night, but the room grew dark.

Li Shi looked up at the window, frowned, and said, "It looks like it's cloudy, isn't it going to snow?" ”

When Li said this, Chu Yu was also a little uneasy. It's just that I'm afraid that my mother-in-law will be worried, so she doesn't show it on her face, and comforts: "Uncle has been working hard for most of the day, and he has already been out of Beijing for hundreds of miles, even if it is cloudy in Beijing, it will be okay to come." ”

Li Shi bowed slightly, and said: "Borrow your auspicious words, it would be good if that was the case, it was strange and cold this day, and it would be too much to suffer if it snowed again......"

* On the official road from the south entrance to Badaling, Cao Hao, Wei Hei and others rode horses.

Although the sky is overcast and the sun is obscured, it is not as warm as at noon, but because of the galloping horses, it does not make people feel cold. Cao Hao wore a lot, and there was already light sweat on his forehead.

In front of it is Juyongwai Town, and tonight I will settle here.

Outside the post station, before he got off the horse, Cao Hao sneezed heavily.

Wei Hei looked up at the sky, with a little worry on his face, and said, "Childe, look at this dark cloud is thick enough, if there is no wind at night, it will snow." ”

Cao Hao dismounted, nodded, and said, "If that's the case, maybe it's going to be delayed on the road." It's okay to go down the pass, I just hope there will be less outside the pass. ”

At noon, when I was sharpening at the Nankou Station, I heard the people over there mention that the heavy snow outside the mouth was three feet deep. In that case, not to mention livestock, even people can't stand it.

The pasture of Taifu Temple is fine, if there are livestock dead, but the royal horse is tighter. The Eight Banners Ranch is the main source of horses for the imperial court.

It is now fifty-four years, and I don't know how much time we have left before the rebellion in the northwest, if the war is prolonged because of the horses, the people will be wasted, and the common people will suffer in the end.

After entering the post station, Zhao Tong went to greet Yi Cheng, and in addition to preparing the room for Cao Hao, he also specially asked someone to boil ginger soup and send it.

Although they were galloping fast horses, at dinner time, Nalan Chengping and his party from the military department also arrived.

This is also a helpless thing, out of Beijing to Zhangjiakou, you have to take this official road. Only when they arrived outside Zhangjiakou, Cao Hao and them went to the Taifu Temple Ranch, and the military department went to the Eight Banners Ranch, which could they diverge the way.

Because he was attentive, Wei Hei made people stare at that side, saving the other party from having anything wrong. However, because he has not yet arrived in Mongolia, and the other party is following other officials of the Ministry of War, he will not do anything at this time, just in case.

After entering the house, Cao Hao went to the big woolen clothes outside, and Xiao Man had already taken ginger soup from the kitchen of the post station and sent it.

Cao Hao drank a bowl of it, only feeling a lot more comfortable on his body, but his sneezing was non-stop.

Xiao Man saw it on the side, handed over the towel, and said with a smile: "Look at the uncle getting off the horse and start sneezing, it is designated that the wife is talking to the grandmother." ”

Cao Hao took the towel and wiped his nose, only to feel that his right eyelid kept jumping.

Although there is a saying, "The left eye jumps to wealth, and the right eye jumps to disaster", but Cao Hao doesn't believe it very much. He rubbed his forehead, estimating that he might have rested late last night and got up early this morning...... * Beijing, Goldfish Alley, Thirteen Elder Brothers' Mansion.

The thirteenth elder brother personally sent Zhiran outside the gate, looked at the dark sky, and said, "Little master, looking at the sky, it looks like it's going to snow, let someone drive you back, right?" ”

Zhiran shook his head and said, "Don't bother, the little monk and the thirteenth master are playing for a long time, and they are trying to move their muscles and bones." ”

The thirteenth elder brother had a little smile on his face, and said: "It's been a long time since I've played chess so freely, if the little master doesn't dislike my vulgarity, he will have to come more." ”

Zhiran clasped his hands together and said: "But if you have a life, dare not do it?" If the thirteenth master is hospitality, the little monk should come uninvited. ”

"Haha, it's better to come uninvited, I really didn't expect that I have been closed for many years, and I can make a beautiful friend like the little master, which is really lucky." When the thirteenth elder brother heard this, he couldn't help but high-five.

Seeing that the gloomy aura on his face had dispersed, Zhiran was also relieved in his heart, bowed his head slightly, and turned to leave.

The thirteenth elder brother looked at the back of Zhiran drifting away, but his face gradually lost his smile.

I was still a coward, and when I heard the little monk mention the temples in Xishan, I was obviously moved, but I didn't have the courage to go out of the city.

Zhiran walked to the road, thinking about the haze in his eyes when he first saw this thirteen princes, what about being noble, and how could he live freely as a monk...... Just as he was thinking about it, he had reached the intersection when he felt a "bump" on the ground, as if he had hit something.

Before I could wake up, I heard a man crying out: "Oh, it's amazing, I killed someone, my mother, ......"-

(To be continued)