Zi Youge "The nobles of the northern land of the capital. It's been two years since I settled in our big week. The old lady travels extensively. Let's get to know some Northlanders."

Yan Qingge took a sip of tea. Said with a smile.

Zhao was puzzled. The two were talking about Zhu Huan. How did you get to the Northern Barbarians again?

Today Zhao is coming. There is a request for people. Although I don't know why Yan Qingge mentioned the Northlanders. is still as good as the stream: "The old man knows the female dependents of several nobles in the Northland. It's just not much."

Yan Qingge nodded. Satisfied, he said, "That old lady should know. What's going on in the inner courtyard of the Northland?"

Zhao was stunned.

Lady of the Northland Inner House. No wives or concubines. The habit of eating separately. Of course she knew. But what did Yan Qingge say about this.

Suddenly. Zhao's heart was struck.

Yan Qingge just proposed to let the Rong family go home. At this time, the custom of dividing the stove in the north was mentioned. That's what she meant. Could it be that Rong and Zhou Cuijiao were separated from Zhu Huan.

How can this be done? If only it did. It means that she has lost control of the Shinkoku Mansion. Although she was bouncing by these concubines and concubines. The premise is that they can't jump in the palm of their hand.

Zhao replied vaguely to Yan Qingge. Just keep your mouth shut. I don't know what Yan Qingge is talking about.

Of course, Yan Qingge understood Zhao's pretending to be deaf and dumb.

in her heart. I couldn't help but feel a burst of ridicule. Obviously I don't like the Shinkoku Mansion so much. I don't like the concubines and concubines of the Shinkoku Mansion even more. Even the business of the house and the life and death of the people. But at this juncture. The Zhao family still chose to maintain the unity of this unfallen mansion. Ultimately. But because no matter how much she despises this place in her heart. As a matter of fact. Still sheltered by this mansion. And to receive the benefits provided by the government of the faith.

Yan Qingge moved backwards. Changed to a comfortable position. Xiao Yingying looked at Zhao: "Old lady Zhao. Zhu Mao's son in the house. How's it going?"

A few days ago. Zhu Mao, who became a beggar. Send the people of the Yanwang Mansion back to the Xinguo Mansion. After returning home. gave the Zhao family a family meal. Hit on the brink. You can't go to the ground.

Listen to Yan Qingge talk about Zhu Mao. Zhao chuckled in his heart.

Although after the emperor returned to Beijing. Once amnesty to the world. Zhu Mao broke into Yan's house privately. and theft of one's own money. can be exempted. But. If Yan Qingge blindly pursues. You can always find a reason for this. Even if the Shinkoku Mansion is not in major trouble. It's never going to be easy.

Zhao gritted his teeth. sighed: "Thank you for your concern. It's a pity that the son of a son is not blessed. It's been a long time to wander outside. The bones of the body are damaged. Three days after returning home, I was sick at both ends. No amount of medicine is used."

She secretly made up her mind in her heart. After returning home. transferred the people who served around Zhu Mao. Tell him to hurry up and report to the underworld. Give the Zhu family a clean name. Don't get into trouble for three days. If anything happens. You can shirk it to the point that there is no proof of death.

"Oh. I remember my little prince saying. A few days ago. Dig out the dossier. It contains Zhu Gongzi's previous transcripts. It seems to mention where the stolen money went. I don't know if I can chase it back."

Listen to Yan Qingge's two sentences of understatement. Zhao's hand couldn't help but tremble twice.

Money for the year. Can it be recovered?

The antique artifacts that Zhu Mao sold at that time. It's not a small sect.

A family like the Shinkoku Mansion. Passed down for hundreds of years. Until now. Qi family up and down. Rotten to the roots. You can't save it. But on the substance. But the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse. Cash silver may not be as much as that of the nouveau riche. But when I opened the storeroom, I took a look. The good stuff is in it. But it's all left over from our ancestors. Either it's big. Either there's some point. You can't sell it.

Zhu Mao is good. Directly dumped most of the things in the storeroom.

The money he leaked out. opened a few new pharmacies for the Hai family, all of which are small. But that's just the tip of the iceberg. The main thing is . Or invest money to recruit private soldiers for the second prince and King Jing's mansion.

That bad debt. Zhao could only knock out teeth and swallow blood. It's too late to be low-key. For fear of being labeled as a rebel by the imperial court. Where do you dare to ask for it?

But today's Yan Qingge's tone. But it's very unusual.

Just said the sentence. Yan Qingge was silent. She kept her head down. Eggshell porcelain bowl with entwined lotus flowers. Blow softly. It's as if you're drawn to the whole spirit by the fragrant tea.

Serve tea and send off guests. It's the subtext that Da Zhou doesn't want to keep people.

Zhao's heart was apprehensive. A burst of abruptness. A burst of excitement. She looked at Yan Qingge deeply. Knowing what Yan Qingge said today, in a few short sentences. It must have a deep meaning.

She took the initiative to stand up and salute her farewell. Leave the Yanwang Mansion.

Looking at the figure of Zhao leaving. Yan Qingge narrowed his eyes slightly. Smile on your face.

Zhao is a selfish person. Also a smart person. She'll know how.

Wait for Zhao to leave. Yan Qingge put down the bowl in his hand. smiled and said to Ruyi: "Ruyi. If nothing else. It didn't take long. Cao Gongzi will be able to come to our house to propose."

Ruyi has been waiting on the side just now. But I didn't understand what Yan Qingge meant.

These days. She and Cao Yu have occasional correspondence. But it's not as frequent as it used to be. Judging by the expression on Ruyi's face at times. Cao Yan wants to get out of the Cao family. It's very difficult to do.

Da Zhou is not without a separation. But. It's too hard to break up.

Elders in. No separation. Not out of five suits. Can't be separated. There are widows and widows. No separation. In times of chaos, there is no separation. There are mourning and joy, and there is no separation......

These miscellaneous rules are not separated. Many families are bound together from their roots. The more it is messy, the more chaotic it becomes.

There will even be some families. Make some inexplicable rules on your own. Make the family more and more bloated. It's getting bigger and bigger. And also proud of the number of people in the family.

Cao Jia. is a model of this.

Ruyi stared at Yan Qingge with big eyes: "Miss. You didn't get the news of anything. But Cao Gongzi only came with a letter three days ago. I didn't mention it."

"Didn't get any news. But the wind rises at the end of duckweed. Sometimes. Just see a little ripple. You know where a lot of things are going to go next."

Listen to Yan Qingge's chatter. But I won't say anything specific. Ruyi shook his head for a while. In the end, it is only when it is not heard. Went to work next door.

The Zhao clan left the Yanwang Mansion. Immediately returned to the letter of the country's mansion.

The house where Zhu Mao lives. It's very remote.

The war of the year before last. The people of the Shinkoku Mansion fled for their lives. Zhu Mao's mother only has one son. No one is protected. It's a half-aged again. After a few days of hellish misery. Humiliation. Committed suicide. The yard where the mother and son lived. It's been sealed off a long time ago. Now give Zhu Mao a place to live. It is one of the lower rooms.

Serving Zhu Mao. It's just a rough little guy who makes a temporary tune.

Seeing that the Zhao family led a large group of people to the two of them. The rough made the little guy shrink his neck in fright. He used to be just a woodcutter. He has not received any education to serve people. What was Zhu Mao being served by him? It can well be imagined. Now the old lady is here. Will it be disadvantageous because he works? And punish him.

Considers. Zhao didn't seem to see him. Push the door directly. Walked in.

Low and cramped room. Because the air is not circulated. It gives off an unpleasant smell.

Mosquito breeding in spring. This hut. There are already a few flies the size of mung beans. Suddenly, someone came in. The flies flew up from Zhu Mao's body with a bang. Shoot around.

Zhao Shi never thought that he would see such a disgusting situation as soon as he entered the house. Dengshi's brow furrowed as he did it. Loud voice: "Open the window."

Zhu Mao was groggy. Unconscious lying on the bed. The thin quilt under him was on it. Faint oozing blood. Apparently after being punished some time ago. There has never been a good reason for it to grow.

Injuries to Zhu Mao. Zhao didn't take it to heart at all. Frowning, he instructed his aunt beside him: "Wake him up. I have something to ask him."

At that time, she was thinking of a bit of luck. I also asked Zhu Mao. He sold his property at the beginning. And get that money. What is the whereabouts of the exactly. Zhu Mao said that he handed it all over to Yan Shuyu. I don't know where I spent it. She believed it. I didn't expect the news I got from Yan Qingge today to prove it. Zhu Mao knew the whereabouts of the money.

This kid. It's really hateful.

Zhu Mao's lips are chapped. A once delicate and lovely. Smooth and recognizable face. Now it's all gray and blue. Lifeless. You can't see the beauty of the past at all.

A few mammas are pinching and twisting. The people who took Zhu Mao were choked with blood. Zhu Mao only opened his eyes. Then he fell asleep again.

To the point where it has come. Zhu Mao is already a living dead. Never ask anything at all.

Zhao felt remorseful in his heart. Why did she use such a heavy sentence on Zhu Mao in the first place. Now even the slightest bit of news can't come out of Zhu Mao's mouth.

endure the anger and remorse in your heart. And. It smells so bad in this room. It's disgusting. She flicked her sleeves and stood up. He said coldly: "Call Langzhong. Give him a good conditioning. When I can open my eyes and speak. Tell me right away."

Left the house where Zhu Mao lived. Zhao walks on the verandah. Look at the exotic flowers and plants planted in the courtyard. Smell the fragrance in the air. I slowly stabilized my mind.

Then. A little maid ran over in a hurry. Said to Zhao: "Old lady. Master Zhu Huan begged to see you. He said something was wrong with the new Mrs. Zhou."

The Zhao family went to the Yanwang Mansion. It's because of Zhu Huan and Zhou Cuijiao's affair. She had given her instructions before leaving. asked Zhu Huan to take a good look at Zhou Cuijiao. How it's only been an afternoon. There was a fuss again.

Zhao was very angry. Listen to the little maid. Zhu Huan is already in her yard. I don't care about seeing the scenery anymore. Hurriedly took the maid and the mother-in-law. Walk towards your own yard.

While walking. But she's still thinking about it. How the hell is it. to be able to recover the money that was taken away by Zhu Mao.

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(Tianjin)