Later, I heard from the people who worked in the sugar house of the mayor's house that the group of merchants had ordered a lot of goods and made an appointment to pick them up after half a month.

It happened that Wei Zan was looking for someone to repair the house during this time, and Wei Jin's second brother-in-law also went over to help.

"The house repaired by Mr. Zan is not far from our house, and if Dabao can really study with Mr. Zan in the future, he doesn't need to rent a house elsewhere."

When the second brother-in-law came back, he didn't say anything good about Wei Zhan, saying that this person was the same as an immortal in the sky, which made Wei Jin almost can't help but roll his eyes.

There is no such perfect person in this world. If Wei Zan can give people this feeling, either he is too capable of pretending, or he is the incarnation of a saint.

Wei Jin felt that he was eighty percent of the former.

It's not that she doesn't like Wei Zhan, but she thinks that Wei Zan may be really good at learning, but the uninhibited unruliness of the son of the family is too uncomfortable to watch, and she can't imagine what it would be like for her younger brother to become Wei Zhan.

But there's no need to dwell on it yet. Dabao's first imperial examination has not yet begun, and it is not his turn to consider the problem of apprenticeship later.

After more than a month, I heard the news that the situation in the south had stabilized, but the Duchess of Zhennan and her second son still failed to return home. There is also gossip that the reason for the sudden change in the situation in the south is that in addition to the fact that they killed the little grandfather, there is also a move of colluding with the Nanban tribe to betray the country.

As soon as the news came out, even Zhen Nangong almost couldn't resist the pressure.

"Let's just say okay, why did Zhennan's son-in-law suddenly disappear, it turned out that such villains were behind the scenes. For the sake of one's own selfishness, it is not an exaggeration to sell the country and seek glory, even the nine clans. ”

Even remote towns like theirs are talking about this, and the people in the south who are facing the crisis are even more bloody to the death of the princess and the second son of Zhennan.

At this time, news came out in the capital that the patriarch of the family to which the step-wife belonged opened the ancestral hall and removed their clan from the family tree.

This can be regarded as a remedial sentence, I don't know if it's too late, but when they opened the ancestral hall, the stepwife's father and brother and others have been put in prison, and at worst they are all exiled thousands of miles away.

Originally, the nine clans should have been punished, but if the nine clans were counted, Zhennan Gong would also have to be included. For various reasons, the imperial court can't kill the Duke of Zhennan, and it has to stabilize the foundation of the imperial court, so the biggest possibility is the three clans.

In this way, it makes sense for the step-wife's maiden clan to remove their family from their name.

Thousands of miles away in the Zhennan Mansion, the grandfather sat alone in the study. On the opposite wall hangs a painting in which a beautiful woman looks at him with a bright smile on her face.

Although he is still the Duke of Zhennan, the guards in the palace are no longer his subordinates, all his henchmen have been kidnapped, and the people who serve him have also been replaced. Now, he is nothing more than a waste person under house arrest.

"Grandpa, the patriarch of the Su clan asks to see you."

He opened his mouth blankly, and his expression did not change at all.

Asking to see? He still needs to be asked? Su, the lingering nightmare of his life!

Su Rong pushed the door through the butler with a bloody aura, and snorted inexplicably when he saw the portrait on the wall.

"The Southern Barbarian clans have decided, the few who colluded with your little wife and baby son are all dead, and their heads are still hanging on the gate of Guancheng, do you want to go and see them?"

Zhen Nangong shook his body violently, closed his eyes and didn't answer.

"I don't have the courage to do such a thing, you really impress me." Su Rong sat opposite Zhennan Gong with a golden knife, "Although you used to be timid, you still have a sense of responsibility, but now." Marrying a wife and marrying a virtuous wife, it's not that I boast about how good our Su family's daughter is, but look at your stepwife, tsk. ”

Su Rong seemed to be deliberately trying to stimulate him, and left after speaking.

Zhennan Gong sat stiffly until the sky darkened, and finally couldn't help but let out a sleepy beast-like roar, smashing everything in the study.

When he smashed things, the housekeeper stood not far from the door, as indifferent as a clay sculpture, until Zhennangong stumbled back to the bedroom, he called someone to clean up the study and rearrange it overnight.

The huge Zhennan Mansion is like a tomb at night, except for two or three lights flickering, there is no sound.

The gorgeous, icy "tombs" are not the same as the noisy towns after dark.

"It's been a lively night, I just went to see it, and the shore is full."

The eldest sister-in-law and Erhua came back with a basket, their faces full of regret.

"I've heard that in addition to the people from our town, there are also people from the surrounding villages who want to see the flower boats. Also, the wealthy families in the town set up a stage outside the ancestral hall, and it is said that they will sing for three days. ”

It is an annual autumn festival and a time for the wealthy to show their wealth. But the town was really depressed in the past few years, so it hasn't been so lively for several years.

This year is different, the town is very popular, and the river has been dredged and water transportation has been reopened. This alone made a lot of money.

The mayor of the town is also an old man who has a plan to see far, and most of his income is used to rebuild the official road to the town. It has widened a lot, at least now four carriages can go side by side, and the appearance is run over with gravel, and it will not be like before, and you can't even pull out the soles of your shoes when you step on it on a rainy day.

Sure enough, the famous saying "to get rich first build roads" is applicable everywhere.

In addition to the mayor's generosity, many wealthy families who used to be merchants have also moved back, and now looking along the river, a brand new commercial street has sprung up, all kinds of shops, firewood, rice, oil and salt, fur and medicinal materials, everything.

The Zhang Sanjia used to simply send small things to people, but later Wei Jin mentioned to them that they organized the cousins of the Zhang family and made a mule convoy to run around the villages, once every three days in the far places, and once in the morning and once in the evening in the near places, put away the things and issue wooden chips, and then carry out land and water consignment.

It was also returned to the merchants in the town to collect the goods or silver taels.

Because the people of Zhangcun are kind and careful in their work, many merchants are too lazy to go out by themselves, and basically find the mule team of Zhangcun to do it, and then check the accounts once every six months.

When you go out by yourself, you have to pay for the carriage and horses, and you have to pay for food and accommodation. The commission paid by the Zhang Cun mule team is nearly one-third less than that of going by one-third. The most important thing is that the security is very secure. You go out on your own, what if you encounter mountain bandits? What if you get trapped in the water along the way and fall off the cliff?

Therefore, the Zhangcun mule convoy, which has been running for half a year without a single miss, now has a good reputation in ten miles and eight townships. Many people would rather give money to let the Zhangcun mule team handle it.

Wei Jin was also very surprised: the ancient version of the logistics industry actually ran quite well.

In order to collect the debts, but also to calculate the costs.

The young people of Zhangcun take the initiative to learn, at least in arithmetic, and the average strength of Zhangcun is definitely one of the best within the jurisdiction of the state capital.

But people make mistakes, and horses stumble. This time, someone approached the captain of the convoy with something.