Yang Huairen stretched out his hand to help her sit beside him, looked at her with a pair of beautiful eyes affectionately and smiled, "I, Yang Huairen, can marry a wife like you, it is really a blessing for eighteen lifetimes, even if I am an emperor, I will not change." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

He Zhiyun had long been accustomed to his sweet words, but he still stretched out his white jade finger against Yang Huairen's mouth, "Officials always have to talk nonsense, let others listen to it, maybe they will be indiscriminately accused again, quickly taste the craftsmanship of the concubine, if it is not delicious, the concubine will redo it." ”

Yang Huairen's heart was overflowing with happiness, he took a sip of sweet foam and took a bite of the hemp ball, which was called a sweet one, and he was about to sweeten his tongue, thinking of the appearance of Yun'er adding sugar when he made these breakfasts, Yang Huairen's heart was even sweeter.

If a wife is like this, what more can a husband ask for?

Within three or five days, the heat of Zhang Laohu's case gradually decreased, the people lived their ordinary lives as usual, and the city of Qizhou gradually returned to its former peace.

Yang's mother was busy rebuilding Yang's father's grave, and soon finalized the construction team, selected the stone and style, and began to put into construction.

This kind of thing Yang's mother makes decisions alone, and there is no need for Yang Huairen to interfere, He Zhiyun is also busy learning to cook, always thinking of giving Yang Huairen, an authentic chef, an unexpected surprise.

After the second girl returned to her hometown, there were two guys with rotten eggs and hairballs to play with her all day, but it was easy, but Yang's mother still taught her from time to time, saying that she was a female baby's family, and she was going to be out of the cabinet in a few years, and she didn't learn female red embroidery, and played with two tigers all day long, which was a bit unorthodox.

And another big idler is Yang Huairen, the marquis. In the past, he could still teach his disciples in Suiyuan in Tokyo, and he also made some dishes by himself from time to time.

But since his left arm was injured, he has been cooking less, and his mother said that a Hou Ye often cooks is easy to make people laugh, and then the bone injury has just healed, and he is even more reluctant to let him exert a little effort.

For the matter of repairing his father's grave, Yang Huairen still suggested that his mother should do it slowly, at least until after the Chinese New Year.

At first, his mother didn't understand much, but after Yang Huairen told his mother about the benefits and worries in his heart, Yang's mother began to let the craftsmen delay the construction period.

In fact, for the craftsmen, their remuneration is calculated by the day, not by the amount of work, so in this way, they feel strange, others are eager for their three days of work and to two days to finish, but this Hou Ye's request is strange, a day of work is divided into three days, so they are embarrassed to take the already added three percent of the wages.

The project of repairing the ancestral hall academy and the infrastructure in the village for Yangjia Village, which had been said for a long time, was slowly started, because the funds were in place quickly, and the day after the banquet, Yang's mother instructed her family to send 40,000 yuan of silver cakes to the past, which surprised the fathers and villagers who had never seen so much cash in the village for several days.

Xie Lao'er has been an official for many years, and he is naturally well versed in officialdom, Yang Huairen claims to be the identity of the Qincha, because he has long said that it is an unannounced visit, so he repeatedly told his subordinates in the yamen not to go out and talk nonsense.

But the news that a marquis lived in Qizhou quickly spread all over Jingdong. Officials from Jingdong Zhuzhou County also made a special trip to Qizhou to visit this marquis.

People came with gifts and smiling faces, and Yang Huairen was not good at giving people food behind closed doors, so he had to open the door to welcome them and receive them one by one, casually saying some nonsense that was not painful.

After half a month, Yang Huairen felt that it was really painful, and the bones all over his body seemed to be rusty.

Although he thought about keeping a low profile when he returned to his hometown this time, it was really boring to be bored at home, so Yang Huairen thought of a good idea to pass the time.

The winter in ancient times was much colder than in modern times, and Yang Huairen estimated that it had a lot to do with the fact that there is no carbon dioxide emission now, like Daming Lake, which was frozen in November, which is very different from later generations.

Yang Huairen personally went to buy fishing gear, and prepared to go to Daming Lake to be a fishing angler in his spare time.

Compared with Daming Lake in the Song Dynasty and Daming Lake in later generations, the water area of the lake is twice as large, according to Yang Huairen's estimate, it is probably a large area from Qushuiting Street to the north of the later generations, and it is still a lake.

The spring water of Baotu Spring is much more abundant, even in winter, it also flows continuously, Wulong Pond is really a pool of spring water, and then flows to the north, it flows directly into Daming Lake.

The surface of Daming Lake is frozen, and the thickness of the ice surface is also divided into north and south, and there is live water flowing in from the south, which is said to be thin in the ice, probably because of the slow flow of water, coupled with the influence of sunshine, which leads to the fact that the south is thick and the north is thin.

On the south shore of the lake, many children have bamboo planks tied to their feet, so that they can push and pull each other to skate and play on the ice, and in the southwest, some wealthy families with ice cellars have begun to chisel ice for storage, which is reserved for summer heat.

The carved lake is not very large, it looks like it is only two or three hundred acres in area, but it is because of this that the fish in Daming Lake gather in the shallow water surface of this lake to get more oxygen.

Yang Huairen found that this is indeed a good place for fishing, on this day he only led Tianba's younger brother to the lake, set down the maza, put a fishing basket next to it, and then he could throw out the rod and go fishing.

Tianba's younger brother was originally very interested, how many times he ate fish, most of them were caught by fishermen sold in the market from the rivers and streams outside the city, and this fishing was the first time he had seen it.

It's just that he wasn't so patient, and after a moment of effort, he got bored, so he ran not far away to watch people picking ice.

Yang Huairen wore a hat on his head, deliberately wore a cotton coat worn by ordinary people in winter, and put on an ordinary sheepskin jacket, just to not attract attention.

When he got up in the morning, he sat still, and after a long time, he was prone to chills, but fortunately, the warm winter sun rose quickly, and the warm sun sprinkled on his back, making him feel a lot warmer.

There are actually dozens of people who also come to fish a hundred steps away, and that is a place where the spring water flows into Daming Lake, probably because there are more fish gathering in the living water, but when Yang Huairen came, there was no good place there, so he chose this slightly deserted place not far away.

Although there are fewer fish here, Yang Huairen's original purpose of fishing is not to catch as many fish as he wants, and the joy of fishing, in addition to the joy of the moment when the fish come out of the water, also enjoys the process of meditation and recuperation.

After a while, an angry old man walked to a flat position a few steps away from him, and a small wooden bench "clattered" on the ground, and asked Yang Huairen with a grin: "This little brother, has anyone occupied this place?" ”