With a lot of luggage, the space in the car became very cramped, and the three of them had to squeeze together.

Although the clothes she was wearing were thin, they were still a little hot, so Jiang Xinger opened the curtain of the car. Looking into the distance, Si'er said happily: "Zhengzhou City has arrived." ”

Come home!

Jiang Xing'er looked at her excited appearance and pursed her lips.

Si'er suddenly turned around and said, "Da Lang, let the slave give birth to a child for you." ”

"......" Zheng Lang didn't know how to answer, this little girl, the jump in thinking was too big.

"The slave knows that Da Lang likes to see the slave as a child, and the slave has really grown up."

Zheng Lang looked at her, when he came to this world, he was really young, but now that he has grown up, a childish face gradually melted away, with the elegance of a girl. But the little confused look hasn't changed much.

"Really," Si'er straightened his chest.

"Let me try."

"Hmm."

touched it, it was very soft, but Si'er let him touch it softly, and suddenly got into Zheng Lang's arms, and muttered: "But the slave also knows that the little lady of the Cui family hasn't seen the door yet, so Da Lang has not been in the same room with us." When she enters the door, the slave will be able to bear you a child. ”

What does it have to do with this, it's just that I'm really small now, although Liuniang and Qiniang don't know where to get any home remedies, saying that they can prevent pregnancy, what if it doesn't work? Could it be that he could be a sixteen-year-old or seventeen-year-old father?

Although there is something in this era, Zheng Lang still can't accept it.

Then he hugged Xing'er and said, "No matter where I am, I feel happy to have you by my side and see you happy." ”

"Zheng Lang, it's the happiness of the slave, the slave has always been like a dream."

On both sides of the road is a blue rice field, driving through this area, into Zhengzhou City, Si'er looked at the bustling crowd on the street and said: "Da Lang, in the past, slaves came to Zhengzhou City, thinking that Zhengzhou City was so big and lively, but after returning from the capital, I felt that it was small. ”

Jiang Xing'er is happy again.

Zheng Lang also made her laugh when she said this.

In fact, Tokyo City is just like that in Zheng Lang's heart, plus the floating population, about two million, certainly less than three million, imagine the big city of more than 10 million later, what will happen? However, Tokyo is already a miracle in this era, and there is absolutely no country in the world that has such a huge city.

shouted to Uncle Song: "Uncle Song, go to the cloth shop and have a look." ”

This is the foundation of the Zheng family, and it can't be taken seriously, Zheng Lang eats flowers outside, and it all depends on the income of this store.

"Okay."

Driving the green horse rewarded by the old lady, he came to his own cloth shop and stopped. Zheng Lang walked in, and there were many guests inside, and when they saw Zheng Lang, they shouted respectfully one by one: "Zheng Jieyuan." ”

"Zheng Jieyuan is back."

Looking at Zheng Lang's eyes, Zhengzhou turned the sky upside down, saying how loyal he was, as soon as Liu E died, he cried so darkly, the fact is that Zheng Lang only dropped a few tears, a little sad, could he cry darkly? Then I don't know how to let Fan Yan go online. But if it is not passed on like this, how can it appear that Zheng Lang is loyal?

talked about how to refute the eight kings, and how to make the little emperor wake up, and even there are some gods in the sky and little ghosts in the ground, all of whom came to the world to bubble. Zheng Lang was speechless about this, and he didn't want to discern, just like someone said that the truth becomes clearer and clearer, wrong, is there really such a thing as truth? Therefore, it is impossible to distinguish, and the more it is distinguished, the more confused and unclear it becomes. But he will not pretend to be high, and he will bow his hands to everyone very gently, which is counted as a salute.

He admired Fan Zhongyan's nobility very much, he couldn't do it!

Zheng Lang didn't know that his kind of warmth was not something that ordinary people could do, compared to Fan Zhongyan's kind of nobility, this kind of warmth was more likeable.

is also a kind of high purity, but it is in the opposite direction from Fan Zhong, but the surname is the same, with cleanliness as the core.

Then look at the inside of the store, mainly look at the silk, and often communicate with the family, after the end of the first month, people from Dingzhou came, and Zheng Lang said about it in the inn. Then these people went to Zhengjiazhuang together. There are still some formalities in the middle, but when it comes to the Zheng family's affairs, which official is still lazy? People don't play with you, the people who play are the eight kings, the prime ministers, the little emperors, who are you counting? It would be a mistake to think that he was just a man.

can't help but think like this, look at Yan Yingwen, as a confidant and big eunuch around the little emperor, they all have some relatives, besides, these magistrates?

As a result, the migration was completed without any problems.

According to Zheng Lang's method, four paintings were finally engraved at the end of March.

Don't think about it more, this speed has already been achieved by Zheng Lang teaching some assembly line patterns, otherwise it will be even slower. Then put it in the cloth shop and sell it too, but Zheng Lang said in advance that only at the end of the month every month, according to the situation, two or three pieces will be sold. I'm embarrassed to ask for other people's paintings, and I don't have much energy to spend on painting, so the more I go on, the fewer paintings I make. Although it is a carved silk, after being engraved and extended several times, the color and ink of the entire painting will be affected, and it will eventually be scrapped.

In fact, it is used as a signboard for business.

Behind the main cabinet are hanging four carved silks, one imitation of Dai Jin's "Picture of Butterflies and Butterflies", the most wonderful thing about this picture is the occupation of space by hollyhocks and the tendency of butterflies, but some modifications have been made, and some faint evening scenes have been added in the distance. In order not to affect the theme, the evening scene is very light, so it becomes more layered, and the picture is no longer as thin as the original.

One is the Gongbi painting "Guiju Mountain Fowl Picture" by Lu Ji, the distribution of patterns and colors in this picture will be very good for engraving silk, Zheng Lang almost did not make any changes, and directly "pasted" it.

There is also an imitation of Zhou Chen's "Peach Spring", and the other is an imitation of Wang Yushen's "Guishi Picture", both of which also add Zheng Lang's own understanding of painting and make some small changes. In addition to paintings, there are also poems or poems written by Zheng Lang himself.

This is also the current situation of Zheng Lang's painting ability, and he began to try to add some of his own ideas, but if he wants to paint a good painting, he still can't get out of the imitation stage.

Calling Shopkeeper Liu aside and asking, "How is the business in the store during this time?" ”

"Very good, it's more than half of last year, Da Lang, do you want me to show you the account books?"

"No, has anyone asked?"

"Da Lang, there are a lot of guests here, and there are some merchants from other places, most of them come to see the carved silk, last month sold three carved silk, the most expensive carved silk sold for 800 yuan, the cheapest also sold for 500 yuan. Someone set a price for this picture of a butterfly with a sunflower stone, and the bid was 1,200 yuan. ”

At that time, Zheng Lang spent his time hiring people from Dingzhou, and the shopkeeper Liu did not agree very much, if he entered the carving, he could order directly in Dingzhou, and it was not worth the cost. Today, I learned that it was the wisdom of this gifted little master, every time the carved silk was sent from Zhengjiazhuang, the audience would crowd the store.

This price is also high, although it is necessary to throw away the talent of the small master and the high salary of the carving worker, but there is also a business that cannot be calculated only by soliciting business.

Zheng Lang looked at the "Picture of a Butterfly in a Kwai Stone" and smiled bitterly, the reason was not that the original was good, he modified it incorrectly, because this picture was a standard court painting with a heavy secular taste. If Zheng Lang was given a choice, he would probably not choose this painting, but would choose "Guishi Tu", the kind of quiet poetry, quiet picture, this is what he likes.

When Liu Er heard that Zheng Lang was back, she walked out of the workshop in the back, gave a salute and said, "I've seen Da Lang." ”

As she grew up, several mothers also faintly felt that she and Zheng Lang were not like Si'er and Zheng Lang, a little bit of life, so they found a good family and married her. But after all, the people who went out from their own house, a few mothers became charitable again, and saw that the business in the store was expanding, so they let the little couple into the store to help.

"Are you used to it?"

"Da Lang, I'm used to it." After finishing speaking, he pulled Si'er aside and whispered, and said enviously: "Si'er, you are blessed." ”

happened to let Zheng Lang hear it, walked over and said: "Not necessarily, she will follow me and be afraid, she will be a concubine and maid in the future, not like you, the two husbands and wives will follow them." When I was a child, I wanted to see what the scenery was like on the other side of the river, but in fact, after I passed, I realized that it was not necessarily beautiful. Got it? ”

"Understood." Liu Er nodded, but she didn't think so in her heart, but what should she do? Since he became disgusted, he has been filthy, and it doesn't make much sense to stay in the Zheng family anymore.

After talking for a while, I heard that Zheng Lang was back, and there were more and more onlookers, and Zheng Lang had no choice but to go back.

When they arrived at home, several mothers immediately asked, "Son, why are you in the prison of Kaifeng Mansion again?" ”

"That's a misunderstanding, didn't you let it out?"

"You, you ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, and actually collided with the eight kings?" Siniang said very unhappily. His own officials have been very honest all his life, how did he raise this bold and reckless son?

"Siniang, is the Queen Mother good to my family?"

"Good ......"

"Such a good queen mother died, but someone slandered her, do you think you should speak for him fairly?"

"But he's the Eight Kings."

"What happened to the Eight Kings? The queen mother and the emperor have done something wrong, and they can also be said about them. ”

Siniang was speechless, and could only say: "Be careful." ”

"Fourth sister, you don't have to worry, even the people in the capital are saying that Lang'er is a blessing in disguise, and His Majesty loves him even more."

Zheng Lang disagrees and doesn't pamper him, as long as Concubine Li Chen doesn't die unjustly, with the belly of the little emperor, he may not take it to heart, and if he is pampered, he will pay more attention to avoiding it, which may not be a good thing. But it's worth it to get justice for the old lady and remove an obstacle for yourself. I didn't want to dwell on this issue, so I said, "I'm hungry, let me eat." ”

When they heard that their son was hungry, several women hurriedly prepared their meals. After a while, the meal was served, and Si'er was about to give birth to a child for Zheng Lang, so he also learned from the adults and quietly took the dishes and put them in Zheng Lang's bowl. Then a small face flew red.

The eyes of a few ladies quickly converged like electricity, well, there is a problem here, I don't know whether it is joy or worry. After eating, the eldest lady beckoned to Jiang Xing'er and Si'er and said, "Come here." ”

The son is older, the two little girls are also older, and this time I have been outside for more than half a year, I have to ask if anything happened.