The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

Xuemei stood up and said, "Okay, that's great, I even lost my daughter and ran away by myself. It's not like one family did this. Several families simply ran away and wanted to hide in the capital, but there was no way."

An angry Xuemei wants to go to Xianggong to settle accounts.

Mrs. Jiang watched her daughter-in-law leave in a huff. She was illiterate, but with a few words of information, she knew what was going on, and slapped her thigh fiercely, "It's a sin."

She even asked her son to write a letter back. The eldest son was good, but she really left Jiang Miao and ran away by herself. How could she be so stupid, Miao Miao would definitely go back to Beijing after the fight.

Jiang Sheng was puffed up by the lady, "Okay, okay, it's my fault, I shouldn't keep the pictures, I shouldn't let them think I'm easy to talk, it's all my fault."

He was also angry that he had lost her daughter, and he had a quarrel with his elder brother. When he recalled the previous hardships, his heart for his elder brother was completely cold.

Xuemei, "No one from Zhoujia Village fled to Beijing. There is no New Year's gift this year, so what else to give."

"Listen to you, the family listens to you."

Xuemei finally calmed down a bit.

Zhou's family, Zhulan chatted with Zhao's family, Zhao's family said, "No one from Dong's family has even entered Beijing."

She thought she would see the Dong family.

Zhulan was not surprised, "Master Dong is still alive, the Zhou family has not moved, and the Dong family will not leave first."

In the past few years, the relationship with the Dong family has not been close. After the Dong family split, the big house is very good at life. Now that Chang Lian and the Dong family are not in the capital, they don't dare to visit the door rashly.

Zhao Shi said: "Yushuang wrote back and asked me to help find a medicinal herb dealer."

"Is the medicinal herbs of the Liufeng species already available for sale?"

"Not yet, they want to find a good drug dealer in advance so that things won't be delayed."

Zhulan, "Pharmacist, are you preparing a variety of medicinal materials in the future?"

"It should be, it seems that this year's medicinal herbs are profitable."

Zhulan asked, "Do you have any pharmacists you know?"

Zhao shi nodded, "There are people who are familiar with each other."

Bamboo orchid nodded. The amount of planting is small now. In the future, if the amount is large, it can go to the imperial merchant. It is still too early to think. At present, Liufeng is only an experiment, and it does not even have a scale.

The Zhao family was very happy that the son-in-law found a way out for the common people. The husband said that as long as the development was developed without affecting the local arable land, the son-in-law's achievements were not small.

In the Ministry of Rites, Mr. Liu was drinking tea happily, "The tea here is still delicious."

"Since the child's engagement, I haven't seen you bring tea again. You don't bring tea leaves, and you even rubbed me two meals. Don't you think you've gone too far?"

Lord Liu poured himself another glass, "Whoever we are with, we are in-laws."

Changyi snorted twice. He had been courting him a lot in the early stage, but now he wants to get it back, "Do you know what I envy my father the most?"

Master Liu was still quite curious, "What do you envy?"

Changyi, "I envy my father for picking on his son-in-law. My brother-in-law's paintings are worth a lot of money now. My father doesn't need to say anything, and my brother-in-law will send a pair to my father from time to time."

After a pause, he continued: "Not to mention my little brother-in-law, antique calligraphy and paintings are not filial piety during the New Year and festivals. If the palace rewards my brother-in-law, half of the filial piety will be given to my father. Do you think I should be envious?"

Lord Liu, "I am very optimistic about your eldest son-in-law. Don't worry, your eldest son-in-law will honor you."

Changyi didn't smile, "I want my little son-in-law to be filial to me. Do you think this wish can come true?"

Mr. Liu felt that the tea was not fragrant, and the younger son had to honor his father-in-law. Where did the good things come from, it could only be the warehouse of the Liu family.

Changyi continued: "Why don't you drink it? Keep drinking, it's fine anyway, there will be a son-in-law who will honor me in the future."

Lord Liu, "Today's tea is a bit bitter."

Changyi picked it up and took a sip, "No, it's very sweet."

Mr. Liu couldn't drink the tea anymore, "I still have to go to work beforehand."

Why was he so uneasy in his heart, how could he be honored by his daughter-in-law to honor his mother-in-law, and how his younger son would honor his father-in-law, thinking about how the younger son would curry favor with his future brother-in-law and brother-in-law.

Chang Yi was not kidding, he remembered to wait for the future.

Time passed quickly, and the grassland tribes were stunned. The northwest assembled their troops too fast. They thought they would kill the opponent by surprise, but they were killed and fled.

There is an army behind and an ambush ahead.

The border guards in the northwest were not broken. Instead, people in the alliance turned against the water, poisoned them, burned grain and grass, and ambush emerged one after another.

The good news from the northwest was continuously introduced into the capital, and the emperor was not overjoyed, because everything was expected.

Instead, the emperor looked at the map of the coastline and asked, "General Hou said that the ships of several nearby countries have left?"

Li Zhao replied, "Yes, the ships that have frequently invaded our waters recently have left."

The emperor, "This is to get a piece of the pie."

Zhou Shuren breathed a sigh of relief. The court really couldn't stand the three-sided battle. The war was not over, and the money spent every day was huge. This didn't count the pension money after the war. .

Moreover, most of the navy is guarding the route in the south, and the navy in Pinggang can't resist the joint efforts of several countries.

The emperor did not relax, "The order goes on, the inspection of the sea area cannot be relaxed."

The emperor is now unable to continue the naval battle, otherwise, the emperor is not in a hurry, he will fight steadily, and he remembers the current temptation.

In the mountain village, Rong Chuan has completely relaxed. Two days ago, the emperor's personal soldiers contacted the leader of the dead soldier, 2,500 personal soldiers, which was half of the father's 5,000 personal soldiers.

When the father abdicated, most of the personal soldiers were handed over to the emperor's brother, leaving only 5,000 people, and the father sent half of them, which shows the father's anxiety.

The leader of the dead soldiers also relaxed, and the Emperor Taishang's personal soldiers arrived, and he didn't have to find a way to continue to recruit people.

Xuehan looked at the guards stationed, and felt at ease, and the fetal position became more and more stable, "When will we set off?"

"Left tomorrow~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There are now royal father's personal guards. As long as we are careful to assassinate, we can reach the capital safely."

With the news brought by the personal soldiers, the grassland tribes were retreating, and the Northeast had already driven the invading tribes out of the country, and they were chasing after the victory. There should be no assassins continuing to stare at him, but they must be very careful. Don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of what.

In Qizhou City, the floods in Qizhou have receded, and refugees have left the city one after another. Shizhou is the first to return to normal, and Qizhou follows.

Chang Lian watched the people clean up the silt in the fields, "This year's food."

The flood has passed, but the impact of the disaster has not ended. The granary in Qizhou was burned, and the food for the disaster relief was borrowed. Now there is a huge shortage of food.

The prefect is wearing a cloak, "Now the court does not have any extra food for us."

Chang Lian sighed, "Yeah, the war is not over yet, and the food is in short supply."

The prefect furrowed his brows. He thought through his mind and asked Chang Lian to write a letter to ask the Minister of Household Affairs, but his thoughts disappeared after a twist.