The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

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Changzhi naturally saw it, the red box, if it wasn't for the impact of the rainstorm, he really couldn't find it, at least he didn't find it when he came up, eldest brother didn't see it several times for worship, and every year the clansmen came to pay attention and didn't find it.

The servants looked left and right, and Steward Ding was also waiting for the fourth master to speak.

Changzhi's heart was pounding. Even if he didn't ask about foreign affairs when he was a child, he knew that he had some little secrets. Yes, his father is also a lone seedling.

Changzhi personally stepped forward and did not let the little servant do it. He first kowtowed to grandpa and grandma in front of the tombstone, and then started to dig the box. The box is not big and buried a little deep.

If it weren't for the fact that the empty landscape was too big to punch out a corner, the thick soil would be hard to find.

Changzhi dug it out by himself. It was a little heavy after trying it on himself. He took it up carefully. It was about the size of a jewelry box. There was a lock on the box, and the gap was sealed with beeswax. Yes, there is no gap at all.

Butler Ding was in a daze, "Fourth Master, what should I do now?"

Changzhi held the box and looked at his ancestral tomb. In fact, there are not many tombs. "I will write back and ask my father if he can build his ancestral tomb in another place with good feng shui."

As for the things in his hands, he thought about whether he should bring them back himself or let them take them back. Changzhi pursed his lips, and he was not at ease when they were brought back.

Ding Guanjia said: "Then will it be repaired today?"

Changzhi nodded, "Yeah."

Because I was holding the box, I couldn't do it myself. I watched the servants fill in the pit and re-add soil to the grave. After confirming that there would be no problem, I slowly descended the mountain.

Changzhi hugged the box, and did not let go of his hands when he was tired. He went down the mountain carefully, and Ming and Qing Dynasties had been waiting at the foot of the mountain.

Ming and Qing came forward, "Uncle Changzhi, how is everything on the mountain?"

Changzhi, "It's fine, you should go back earlier."

Ming Qing glanced at the box that Uncle Changzhi was holding. He didn't think much about it, and nodded with a smile, "I'm relieved that Uncle is safe, then I'll go back first."

"Okay, go back and tell the patriarch, everything is fine."

"Ok."

When Changzhi returned home, Su Xuan had already prepared hot water and changed clothes. Changzhi handed the box to his daughter-in-law, "You take it yourself."

Su Xuan was puzzled, but she didn't ask. She waited while guarding the box, waiting for her husband to wash up and asked, "Where did this come from?"

Changzhi whispered about the discovery, "I think this box should have been buried by my grandma."

Grandpa died first, and only grandma could bury something in front of grandpa's tombstone. He felt that his grandma had a secret.

Su Xuan was surprised, "Then what should I do with this box? How can I send it back to the capital?"

Changzhi frowned, "I think there are very important things here, and there must be no mistakes. You can go back to Beijing in a few months. After thinking about it, we should take it with you."

Su Xuan touched the box. There was thick wax on the box. The box was sealed very well. I could not tell how many layers there were in it. It was obvious that it was something very important.

Changzhi replied, "I heard my mother say it a few times when I was a child. Grandma was in a hurry to leave. I think she didn't explain it clearly."

Su Xuan couldn't put it into words, but she kept such an important matter for the end and said, "This is a lesson, I must explain it clearly when I get old."

Chang Zhi was delighted, "Yeah."

In the capital, Zhou's family, and Zhulan's feet have been able to walk down the ground. Although they can't walk for a long time, it's good for their feet to hurt. They have pushed a lot of entertainment. Even if the weather is abnormal, some of the entertainment that should be there has not been interrupted. A communication circle, there is communication all the time.

Xuemei supported her mother, "Mother, I have seen some porridge shops outside the capital these days."

Zhulan paused, "Are there any refugees coming to Beijing?"

It shouldn't be nearby. Wells were drilled first near the capital, and the imperial court had already announced that there would be relief grains in various states.

Xuemei explained, "There are still some who can't make it through. In the past few years, the harvest has been bumper, and a lot of grain has been sold. The family can't wait for the relief food, and some still go to Beijing, but not much. I I heard from some older generation people that this year's weather is unusual and there is no drought like before, and the last drought was crowded outside the capital city waiting for relief."

Zhulan was happy, "It seems that the court's policy is effective."

Xuemei nodded, "The people nearby all say that the court is good, mother, should we set up a porridge shop in our family?"

Zhulan didn't plan to set up a porridge shop. She prefers to use labor force and pay for a harvest. "When your eldest brother comes back, I will discuss with your eldest brother."

Xuemei smiled, "Okay."

In the Ministry of Rites, Changyi asked uncertainly, "Sir, do you really want me to lead the team?"

He is only Rank 7, why can't he believe it!

Wang Chi was also surprised. After the Shang Shu finished speaking, he also asked specifically, and only later did he know that the prince indicated, "Yes, this time you will lead the team on the mission, this is your opportunity, and it is also an opportunity that you created yourself, an opportunity. Rare~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You must do it."

Changyi was excited, and his voice became a little louder, "Xiaguan must do his errands well."

Wang Chi smiled, he is most willing to see the Zhou family good, the Wang family and the Zhou family are in-laws, "Well, you are also prepared, these days, see more about the situation of the diplomatic missions in various countries, and leave in half a month. "

Changyi clenched his fist, "Yes."

In the afternoon, Boss Zhou came back, "Mother, I saw the emperor near the city gate."

Zhulan, "You read that right?"

Boss Zhou, "My son is right, it's really the emperor. The son didn't dare to follow him. However, the emperor should go to see the refugees and the porridge shop."

Zhulan thought to herself, now that the government is basically handled by the crown prince, but the emperor likes to go out of the palace to look around in plain clothes from time to time. In fact, this is very good.

Zhulan said: "There are refugees outside the capital, do you have any ideas?"

Boss Zhou looked up at his mother, "My son does have some ideas."

"Tell me."

Zhou Laodao: "My son doesn't have much ability, so he still knows a little bit about farming. The vegetables in our yard are grown well by Li's, so my son thinks that our land can no longer be harvested. If my son wants to grow some vegetables, he will try his best to grow vegetables. To make up for the loss, my son is not in a hurry to enter the city today, he just went to check on the refugees to see how many adults there are."

Zhulan smiled and smiled happily, because the boss's idea was the same as hers, "Then let's do it."

Boss Zhou responded, "Yes."

Zhu Lan waited for the eldest to go out, and said to Mrs. Song, "Every room has made a difference. I used to worry about it, but now it's really worry-free."

Mrs. Song, "That's what you and the master taught you."

She watched the growth and changes of several masters in the family. The former mistress and master were worried about everything.