"Qin'er, it's me who is not good. "It's meaningless to say more, only skin-to-skin kiss can reflect sincerity. Although Shinong industry and commerce are all serious industries, they are different from the lower nine streams. However, the nobles are the rulers. Agriculture and commerce are the people and the ruled. In particular, the fact that merchants are the last existence of commoners adds to the disparity in status.

As mentioned in the previous chapter, Pei Song should always do the same to educate his children in agriculture, industry and commerce. However, if you become a merchant, you will be excommunicated from your clan and removed from your family tree. The Yang family of Xihai County Yongfa is a side branch of the Oxford family, and once they became merchants, they were abandoned by the family. So even if they are the descendants of the Oxford Yang family, Yang Youcai's father and daughter are also cautious and cautious.

Xiao Qin's family was born in the Xiao family of Lanling, and he was also one of the twelve families of the Nine Marquis. But as a businessman, even giving concubines to high-ranking officials like Sui Zhaoshen with more than 600 stone is a luxury. If Sui Zhaoshen really accepted Xiaoqin as a concubine, he would be despised by Shilin.

"Let's have a baby. It's still your child, but it's in Pei Yueyao's name. In this way, our children will have a future in the future. ”

"San Lang, I'...... I just want our children to be safe. ”

"Yes, let our children be safe."

He stayed at the firm that night and did not return home.

His wife, Pei Yueyao, had already died in name only with Sui Zhaoshen. She hated her life for being miserable, just because her father was a good gambler and couldn't repay his debts if he lost money, and the Pei family didn't care about the loser's son, so her father took him out of Jianmen and went to Oxford to make a living. As a result, he gambled and lost a lot, and half sold himself and half married the villain Sui Zhaoshen as his wife. That Sui Zhaoshen is more defeated than his father, and he has all five poisons, which is intolerable in the township. ran out for a walk, and when he came back, he just took himself home to put on a show, disgusted with his old age and decrepitude, and never went home.

Now that the Chinese New Year's Eve is early in the morning, I don't know which lover has spent the New Year in which place. Hurriedly ordered the people to look for it.

"Madam, San Lang has gone to Xiao Ji Silk Shop."

"Is this planning to make a profit for the Lanling family?! Go get him back! ”

Of course, Ren Xiao Ji's guy is not stupid, his eldest lady is low and low to give him the outer room with the family, and now the mother of the person has sent a housekeeper to find him?

"Nope." The big shopkeeper's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, "Find your Saburo to change places!" ”

"......" The housekeeper looked at the streets full of people, if there was a fuss, wouldn't his own Saburo show his face in the officialdom?

"Okay, give this to ......" stuffed a book to the big shopkeeper and turned away.

Sui Zhaoshen didn't even read the silk book, and ordered all the servants around him to go home.

"San Lang, the slaves are gone, who will serve you?"

"Can't they serve me? Alright, let's go back. Tell Madame that I am sorry for her and that I have not treated her well all these years. ”

Na Ju'an has been following Sui Zhaoshen since he went to the border to serve in the army, and he has always been a personal servant, and he follows his master's henchmen in every detail. That Sui Zhaoshen doesn't need Ju'an to be by his side for a day, and now San Lang plans to spend the New Year in the Xiao family, it seems that he will be fifteen at the latest, and he will have to break five at the earliest. Thinking of separating from his master, he couldn't help but cry sadly, kowtowed, wiped his tears and said goodbye: "San Lang take care, slaves and maids will go back." ”

Xiao Qin saw these through the crack in the door in the bedroom, and felt that he didn't care about the worldly vision, the low reputation, and Sui Zhaoshen's half-heartedness.

It was getting late, she opened the door, walked to the lover, performed a blessing ceremony, and then helped the lover to sit inside. He went out again and brought water to wash his feet, and took off his boots and washed his feet.

Usually people do this, but today Xiao Qin is wearing a wide curved skirt made of Fuchun silk, squatting on the ground to wash her feet......

"I've been an official for so many years, and today I realized the role of fame."

Xiao Qin looked up at her lover: "I don't have big ambitions." "But the heart is beautiful.

Zhou Cong returned to the "Princes' Fang" in Xicheng with the snacks rewarded by the king, and there were already servants from Fengyang Mansion to greet him. This made him feel strange, he knew that this side branch "Erlang" was a poor bastard, he didn't reward them, and he would never take the initiative to stammer. What's going on today?

"The slaves and maids welcome Erlang home!" The shoulders of the four sedan chair drivers are enough, and who knows that the chief manager will come in person, not to mention that he will bring more than 20 people.

"What is this?"

"The king ordered, Erlang was appreciated by the Son of Heaven and gave a New Year's gift. This is the honor of our Fengyang people, and the special old slave is given to Erlang to enjoy with shoulders and chariots! ”

Zhou Cong smiled bitterly and shook his head, it seems that his cheap uncle wants to show his face and wants to go crazy. The king rewarded himself with a box of snacks, so why bother? shoulders, people as beasts. According to legend, the descendants of the Holy King Xia Hou, the last Son of Heaven of the Xia Dynasty regarded people as public opinion and was greatly disappointed. Therefore, the three generations of holy kings do not take advantage of the shoulders to have a prosperous age. After the collapse of the rites, the world was strife, the princes did not take the hearts of the people as their hearts, and had a new rite with a stable shoulder, and set the sixteen shoulders of the Son of Heaven, the three princes and the nine kings and the princes of the feudal monarch as eight people. He is the history of the county magistrate, so he naturally has to take four shoulders.

Looking around, the families of the princes gathered in a group, and there was no contempt for the nouveau riche who broke out overnight, nor did they think that Fengyang Mansion was in the limelight, only envy for those who had received the New Year's gift from the Son of Heaven.

According to the law of etiquette, the three princes and the nine kings and the feudal lords in Beijing will be rewarded with annual gifts by the Son of Heaven, but this is a procedure, a convention, and it is not a glory, but only a privilege for high-ranking officials and dignitaries. Only what the king gives in private is glorious. King Zhao reigned for more than ten years, and only gave Gongsun Linggong an extra generous annual gift. This year, it is estimated that King Zhao just took pity on me, Zhou Cong was so poor that he couldn't spend the New Year to take some things to maintain the face of the court, right?

Looking at the way these people look at themselves is the same as looking at the future Zhongshu Ling, they feel disgusted. After thinking about it, he walked over to his shoulder and pulled the curtain up to reveal the inside.

When everyone saw it, they all thought to themselves, could it be that Zhou Changshi planned to open the sedan curtain and show his face?

Zhou Cong put the food box into the sedan chair, stood next to the sedan chair and shouted: "Get up the sedan chair!" ”

"Huh? Jiro, what do you mean by that? ”

"What's wrong? Am I not interesting? ”

"No, Erlang, you don't sit on your shoulder, what's wrong?"

"Archsteward. Everyone doesn't fancy Zhou Cong and me, look at your Erlang and my coarse cloth clothes, who looks at Erlang and me? Everyone is looking at the dim sum box rewarded by the Son of Heaven, and we Fengyang people want to show their faces to show the big guys what they like? ”

"No, Erlang, what are you?"

"Then the chief steward, let me ask you, is it a noble snack rewarded by the Son of Heaven? Or am I Zhou Cong noble? ”

"Erlang, why are you saying this so awkwardly?"

"Then do you know why the Son of Heaven rewarded me with dim sum?"

"The old slave doesn't know." The head shook like a rattle.

"I, Zhou Cong, am too poor to afford a New Year's gift, and at this time, someone older than my official gave me money and asked me to buy a New Year's gift for the New Year. I didn't ask for it, you know? ”

"Erlang, why don't you want it?"

"Nonsense! Erlang, I am a courtier of the Son of Heaven, I eat the court's Yulu, I can't eat inside and outside and secretly eat other people's things? ”

"No, Erlang, what are you doing here? How many officials in this world are well fed just by virtue of Yulu? ”

"I want to eat the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, I want everyone in the family to wear gold and silver, I think about the groups of wives and concubines, and I think about the ascension of chickens and dogs to heaven, how much money is enough to eat?"

"No, Erlang, what are you talking about? Why don't you be an official for this? ”

"That's right if you don't understand. Just take the food box home with you. After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and strode in front.

The housekeeper had no choice but to shout: "Get up the sedan car!" ”

Everyone looked at the food box in the sedan chair and drooled, which was called an envy, and they sighed: "This is what an official should be?" ”

Zhou Cong didn't care about the appearance of the children of the nobles, he stomped square steps and arched his hands around, just like the housekeeper who had a big happy event in the family on weekdays. Degree of literature