On the day of the old prince's death, the princess did not eat a single rice all day, she recited the Buddhist scriptures in front of the old prince's spirit for a day, Su Yingtong didn't want to disturb her, everyone worshiped the ancestral hall and the incense was scattered.

"Mother Chang, you look at your mother better." Su Yingtong can only be handed over to Chang's mother.

"Don't worry, the princess, the old slave will persuade the concubine to eat something."

Su Yingtong and Gong Jingyu walked back.

When they arrived at the small road with few people, Su Yingtong said to Gong Jingyu: "It seems that my mother still has a deep affection for my father. "It was only after my partner passed away that I realized how painful it would be.

"Maybe," Gong Jingyu had never thought about this, but now that he saw his mother like this, he also felt desolate, "I will spend more time in Qingqiu Garden in the future." ”

Su Yingtong nodded, she wanted to ask about Gong Lingxiao, but she swallowed her words after following the servants, "Are you going to enter the palace later?" Xiao Zhao's itinerary has been arranged, do you want to send him. ”

"If you don't send it, you can send it."

I've been talking to Yi'er in the study for a long time last night, and that's enough.

Su Yingtong knew that Gong Jingyu was used to being a strict father, and he didn't force him, so he sent him out of the door and went back to the courtyard.

Mr. Lin took the account book to her, Su Yingtong said "hard work" and asked him to step back, and he looked through the account book carefully, and found that the income of the palace mainly came from Zhuangzi and Liangtian, on the contrary, the income of the shops in Kyoto was very small.

This is not normal.

She also knew that Gong Yilin, like most ancient emperors, implemented a policy of emphasizing agriculture and suppressing commerce, but no matter how many of these dozens of shops in the palace did not make money, it was impossible for them to make such a low profit, so she asked Mr. Lin to call back and ask him, "What's going on with the account on the shop?" ”

Mr. Lin replied fluently: "The prince said, the prince has a special identity, and all the shops are engaged in silk and rice grain, and nothing else can be involved." "These things are not very profitable.

It's no wonder.

However, the expenses of the palace are huge, and the palace mirror domain leads the quota of the imperial court and the title, as well as the income from the farmland on the Zhuangzi, which is far from enough.

"Tenant farmers are paid so low?" Su Yingtong took a sip of tea.

Chief Manager Lin wiped his sweat, "Back to the princess, the salary offered in our house is not low compared to the salary offered by other big families." ”

Su Yingtong never knew that the current tenant farmers only had an income of a few dozen taels of silver for a whole year, she looked down at the tea in her hand, wouldn't they be able to afford such a cup of white peony tea?

Putting down the teacup, Su Yingtong said: "You send a few people to visit the farmland, ask how much the other family pays the tenant farmers, and what do the tenant farmers think about the labor, harvest, and salary, and report to me tomorrow, is it feasible?" ”

"The minions obey."

"Let's go down."

Su Yingtong looked at the property of the palace again, and finally set her sights on the shop, the imperial court is very strict with salt and iron, but without these two ways to make money, there are still many ways to make money, and the palace mirror domain has such power, so she doesn't believe that he has no other way...... She knew that there were not a few shadow guards trained by Gao Lifeng in the Palace Mirror Domain, what did he rely on? If there is anything wrong, let Gong Yilin know...... Su Yingtong found that he still didn't know much about the Palace Mirror Domain, so he could only wait for the evening to ask.

Ming House.

In an elegant courtyard, there was a woman like a willow and a lotus, the woman was looking at the door anxiously at this time, and when she saw the figure of a maid at the door, she walked a few steps forward and asked, "What, is there any news?" ”

"Miss, the slave asked the mother-in-law who went out to buy vegetables and fruits in the Xiangyuan Palace, and Aunt An really went back to the Anguo Mansion, saying that the lady was unwell and returned to the house to serve the sick."

This young lady is Hongqin, she listened to Zishan's words and pondered for a while: "I remember that my mother and Duchess An Guo also have some friendship, in previous years, my mother also took me to celebrate Madame's birthday, and Madame said that I came to Kyoto to talk to her...... Purple Mountain, let's go find Mother. ”

They were almost back to the lodge, and she didn't have much time.

Out of the courtyard, Hongqin took Zishan to her mother's main house, and she felt a little strange when she saw that there was no mother-in-law outside the door, and when she got closer, she heard the sound of quarrels inside.

Although she had deliberately lowered it, she could still hear it clearly.

"You know the concubine, the concubine! Ignorant fool, you know something! ”

Hongqin was startled, this was her father's voice. Although my father was not very good to my mother, I never said anything serious, and I knew how to save face for my mother in front of those aunts, so what's wrong now?

Zishan nervously grabbed the young lady, she pointed out the door, this is obviously inaudible!

Hongqin didn't care, she made a silent gesture, and after walking a few steps, she heard her mother's low sobbing, "I'm just such a daughter, of course I want her to enjoy rich ......."

"What riches! Isn't there enough people who have been sent to the palace to suffer in our villa! Now that I've avoided the past, I don't want to think too much, so I'll find a time to ask the Holy One to marry another day...... It's better than going to the palace! ”

Hongqin tightened the handkerchief in her hand and pointed to marriage?

Liu became excited: "How can Qin'er casually refer to marriage...... She is the one who wants to enter the palace! ”

"Smack!"

Ming Nanfeng slapped his wife, his eyes were round with anger, and his fingers pointed at her vigilantly: "Do you know what a wife is a husband!" How dare you talk to me like that? I have the final say in this matter, do you dare to meddle and try? ”

Liu cried heartbreakingly: "I'm dead!" I don't have a son who can't even say a word in front of you? What did you say? As long as I have a son in my name, I won't ...... You're doing this to me now? ”

Ming Nanfeng was annoyed by her noise, "I know to enter the palace all day long!" Does he want Qin'er to die in it since he fights every day? If you say one more thing, you will go back to your mother's house, and it will be an eyesore! ”

Liu cried even more.

Hongqin didn't dare to listen any further, she pulled Zishan out of the main courtyard lightly, and hurried back to the courtyard with her steps, not daring to let anyone see it.

When she returned to the courtyard, she sat on the bench in the pavilion, Zishan trembled and helped Miss wipe her cold sweat, Hongqin suddenly grabbed Zishan's hand, Zishan was startled, "Miss?" ”

"Don't say a word of what you hear today, you should know." Zishan has served her since she was a child, and she can trust it, but she is afraid that she doesn't know the severity.

"Miss, the slave won't say it." Zishan raised his hand and swore a poisonous oath.

Hongqin let go of her, and she carefully recalled what her father said, "...... It's better than entering the palace! "He will stand up ...... day"

Hongqin remembered the time when she was seriously ill, Zishan said: Mrs. said that not a peanut can appear in the villa, but the master still asked the kitchen to buy peanuts and make peanuts and rice to drink, so that the slave maid had a chance......

Hongqin broke out in a cold sweat, father, what did he think? (To be continued.) )