Lin Qingwan held her forehead and didn't speak, Mrs. Yang couldn't help but flash her eyes when she saw her like this, and asked, "You didn't go to see Shang Ping?" ”

Can she say she forgot?

Shang Ping's sense of existence was too low, she really didn't think about it.

Mrs. Yang hesitated: "But it's not good to say it to the old lady, right?" ”

Of course it's not good, Lin Qingwan put down her hand and said, "It's okay, I'll go back and ask, maybe other people will have news of him." ”

Shang Ping was exiled to Dingzhou, so he has been serving in the army, but unfortunately, during the Battle of Youzhou, because of the quick battle, Xu Lian and Su Zhang transferred elite soldiers, and Shang Ping did not go to the battlefield, but followed a group of miscellaneous soldiers to do coolies behind.

After conquering Youzhou, he was one of the people who was left in Dingzhou, so although he knew that Lin Qingwan was in Youzhou and had a great reputation, because of his identity as a criminal, he didn't even ask to see him, and he couldn't even deliver the news to Lin Qingwan.

Because Lin Qingwan had too many things to deal with during that time, the documents gathered from all over the country every day were piled up on the table, and the screening was the former secretary of the Assassin's Mansion who was temporarily transferred.

He used to serve the Liao State at the beginning.

They didn't know who Shang Ping was, so it was cut as an unimportant document.

Lin Qingwan never received a single one.

At first, Yi Han still remembered this, but at that time they were hostages in the camp of the Liao State, and then he was seriously injured, and he only thought about recuperating from his injuries and going back to continue to protect the county lord, where do you still remember him.

So Lin Qingwan went around the northern border, but she didn't bring any benefits to this in-law.

Lin Qingwan touched her nose and bowed her head silently under Mrs. Yang's mocking gaze.

Old Madam Shang still couldn't hold back in the end, and found a time to ask Lin Qingwan about Shang Pinglai, and Lin Qingwan smiled and said, "Old lady, don't worry, I said hello to General Xu and asked him to take good care of his father-in-law." ”

Old Madam Shang breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "I don't think of him, it's just that he is the only one of my three children who is still alive. ”

Old Madam Shang choked up and said, "I don't ask him to come back, I just hope that he can be safe, and don't let me send white-haired people to black-haired people again." ”

Lin Qingwan hurriedly held her hand and said, "No, although his father-in-law is exiled, he also follows people around him, that is, he is poorer, and his life is not as good as before." ”

Old Madam Shang nodded, "That's good." ”

"Didn't Mingyuan also go to Youzhou, he traveled back and forth between the two places, and he could also take care of his father-in-law from time to time."

But in fact, Shang Mingyuan also forgot about his uncle, at this time he had just led the caravan to Youzhou, and took the road to introduce the mutual market, and instantly like a little mouse entered the rice tank, his eyes were "buibui" with golden light, where do you remember his second uncle?

He sold the goods he brought with him at a very fast speed, and bought a large number of goods that he thought were very good, and then without stopping, Mei Zizi led the caravan back to Suzhou.

After almost passing Dingzhou, Shang Mingyuan touched his heart and said, "I always feel that I have forgotten something." ”

Shijin nodded solemnly, "Master, the slave always feels as if he has forgotten something, but he can't always remember it." ”

"Since you can't even remember, it shouldn't be a big deal." Shang Mingyuan waved his hand happily and said: "Don't think about it, this time the master has changed a lot of good things, and when he returns to Jiangnan to sell these, the money he earns this year will be enough." ”

I really didn't want to pick up the gold, so I bowed down and said with a smile: "Then if you come again, won't you earn back next year's money?" ”

At this time, the subordinates who followed Shang Ping were waiting in the north city gate, and they didn't wait for Shang Mingyuan until the sun set, and they still went to the post station to inquire only to know that the caravan had left early, and he hurriedly went back to tell Shang Ping.

Shang Ping just came back from his work in the army, took off his dirty clothes, heard this, almost stumbled and fell to the ground, he asked with a pale face, "Uncle is gone, didn't leave a word?" ”

"Yes," the subordinate lowered his head and said, "The slave didn't see the master at all." ”

Shang Ping immediately cried and laughed, "That's right, he is holding a grudge against the past, it seems that he has made up his mind not to recognize me as an uncle, I don't know if the old lady is okay in Suzhou, if the big house suppresses the second room......"

Shang Ping couldn't help crying when he thought of this, he knew that there would be this day, and he and the Zhao family would not be so kind to Shang Mingyuan back then, so it would be better to leave a brother for Mingjie and let them get through the difficulties together.

When the subordinate heard this, he bowed his head silently.

His father sent him a letter, and the second room is living a good life now, in fact, he thinks that the master's life is also good, didn't he see a few families next door who were exiled with the master, and the family didn't care about it?

In contrast, it is very good that the master can take a hot bath as soon as he comes back, and he does not have to wash his own clothes, and he can always eat meat.

As for those jobs in the army, he really can't help them.

"Master, the little one bought mutton tonight and came back, do you want to send some to the adults next door after the stew is done?"

Shang Ping's face changed a few times, thinking that he had been targeted since he was exiled, and he wanted to refuse, but he couldn't help but nod and said, "It's okay, you can pick some and send them." ”

Every time he finishes delivering meat, his life will be better the next day, at least he won't have a lot of work for no reason.

Thinking about the service, Shang Ping didn't have the extra energy to entangle Shang Mingyuan from coming to see him.

And Shang Mingyuan didn't think about it until two days later, and he couldn't help but be silent for a long time, "If the old lady asks about it, what can I say?" ”

Shijin also felt weak-hearted, "Uncle said he didn't see it?" ”

Shang Mingyuan glanced at him and said, "Then the old lady still has to worry about death?" What if she was worried about going through Aunt Lin's back door? ”

Shang Mingyuan said: "With Aunt Lin's prestige in the north now, it is still easy to arrange the second uncle. ”

When he picked up gold, he cautiously asked, "Uncle doesn't want the second master to live better?" ”

Shang Mingyuan snorted coldly, he didn't show it all the time, it didn't mean that he didn't mind at all.

When he was sent to his aunt's house, he was already sensible, and he remembered many things, although there were many things he couldn't figure out at that time, but when he grew up and thought about it, and his sister had been sneering at him, he also guessed some things back then.

The second uncle and second aunt are going to take his life, how can he not mind at all?

It's just that I don't have the ability to reciprocate.

Now, Shang Mingyuan touched his chin and coughed lightly: "If the old lady asks, just say that the second master is all right, and we don't have to worry about it." ”

"Then if the second master writes a letter back......"

This is something that must be guarded against, Shang Mingyuan rolled his eyes and said: "Go back and say hello to the post station, just say that the Shang family's letter family will go and get it in person." ”

Shang Mingyuan glanced at him and said, "You know what to do, right?" ”

Shijin immediately said: "Don't worry, all the letters sent back by the second master, no matter who they are for, will be lost." ”

"What is lost, it is common for letters from the post station to be delayed, and now I can't receive it, and maybe it will arrive in ten or twenty years."

"Yes, yes, it may have arrived in more than ten or two years, and now I definitely don't know where the delay is."

Shang Mingyuan put his mind at ease.

At this time, Lin Qingwan was explaining to Steward Zhong, "Since Steward Lin likes Lin Quan more, then leave Lin Quan in Suzhou and let Lin An go to Youzhou to manage the caravan." When he goes again, he will go to Dingzhou, explain to take care of Shang Ping, and don't let the people around him bully him too hard. ”

Lin Qingwan knew that Shang Ping had been bullied, and she had been sitting back and watching whether it was to get out of the breath in her chest, and now that she was almost out of the breath, she was naturally willing to give him a word.

Those who were exiled with him were not innocent, and if Shang Ping hadn't implicated them, who knows how long they would have dug into the corners of the country?

She didn't know what the ministers of the court and the central government thought, anyway, she liked Shang Ping's character very much, since he couldn't keep it, then pull all the people who were complicit with him into the water.

If there are a few more such people in the DPRK and China, why worry about the corrupt officials?

She hates those who are obviously greedy and cruel, but after being caught, they still have a clean face, and they bite and don't confess their accomplices.

Shang Ping was just worthy of Lin Qingwan's advice, and then began to deal with the affairs of the clan, "I heard that the eighth uncle sent someone to invite me for three days in a row?" Do you know what it is? ”

Chief Steward Zhong was silent and then bowed his head and said, "The eighth master wants to ask for a guide." ”

Lin Qingwan raised her eyebrows and sneered.

Steward Zhong paused for a moment before saying, "It is said that the eighth master has not been in good health since the beginning of winter last year, and now he is bedridden, auntie, do you want to go out to avoid it?" ”

"What, are you afraid that he will force me to die?" Lin Qingwan's eyes flashed with a cold light, "Avoid it, the clan still doesn't know how to arrange me in the future, since he wants to see him, I'll go and see him." ”

"Why should my aunt bother with a bad person?" If the eighth master is angry to death, then the aunt and grandmother are really full of mouths and can't tell.

Lin Qingwan sneered: "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion, and I won't let people rely on me." ”

The eighth uncle was indeed seriously ill, which is why he was so anxious to see Lin Qingwan.

It wasn't until he got sick that he came to his senses, and Lin Run, the patriarch, didn't say anything about it alone, and he had to let Lin Qingwan nod and agree.

It was only then that the eighth uncle discovered that in the past few years, the clansmen, especially those who were originally poor and needed to rely on their houses to survive, had become strong and caught up with them, and some had even surpassed their rooms.

For example, Lin Xin's room.

How poor that kid used to be, the orphans and weak mothers in the family, and the free clan education in the clan couldn't afford it, so he had to go back to farming to support the family.

But now, he is the most powerful one in the clan except for the Yan branch, the general of the fourth grade, and he leads an army alone, even Lin Run, the patriarch, has to be polite to him.

Lin Chuan's momentum is not as good as Lin Xin's, but the development is also very rapid, in the past, the bastard boys in the clan were scolded by everyone, but now?