With a squeak, Mother Wu nervously pushed the door in, "...... What happened to the third grandmother? ”

It turned out that the little maid outside heard the jingling noise inside, and Xia Zhu ordered her first, but she didn't dare to enter, so she was found.

"It's okay......" Xia Zhu said casually while pretending to bend down to pick up the book on the ground, "It was the third grandmother who accidentally tripped over the chair." ”

She looked at the two of them suspiciously, her eyes fell on Zhao Qing's bulging belly from the messy books everywhere, and said, "It's too messy here, the third grandmother should go back to the house to rest first, and let the little maid clean up and come in......

The anxious Xia Zhu scratched his heart and liver.

Seeing that it was not early, Zhao Qing nodded.

Xia Zhu opened the door and instructed the little maid, "Hurry up and clean up, don't eat if you can't finish it today!" Seeing that Chunlan also came in with a stack of books, he handed Zhao Qing to her, "Your feet are not good, help the third grandmother into the house to rest first." "I stayed and watched the little maid work.

Zhao Qing returned to the main house, Sister-in-law Qiu brought Huzi over to play, and brought a big bowl of small ground tofu made of sun-dried snow red for her to pay, Shen Huaijin, who was learning embroidery in Lijing Pavilion, ate with relish, puffed out her cheeks and nodded vigorously, "Delicious!" ”

It made everyone laugh.

Sending away Sister-in-law Qiu, she is already in charge of the lamp.

Surrounded by everyone, he slipped around the backyard, and when he came back to wash, Zhao Qing leaned lazily on the pillow.

Xia Zhu hugged a few books and walked in with a smile.

“…… Three grandma, let's see what's inside?! ”

Sending away the little maid in the house, Xia Zhu turned around and took out an old book with yellowed skin from the book he had just brought in and handed it over. looked at Zhao Qing with shining eyes.

Zhao Qing looked fixedly.

It was the book they had found in the dark compartment that afternoon.

Take it with a smile.

It's not a book at all, it turned out to be a small wooden box carved into a book with a two-inch thick appearance, and a few big characters of "Huiming's Living Record" are written on the front. If you don't touch it, anyone will think it's a half-new and not old broken book.

After groping for a long time, Zhao Qing found that a chrysanthemum-shaped bulge carved on the left side of the book resembled a gutter was actually a chic and simple gossip lock. The wooden box was opened.

"The third grandmother is really a god!" Xia Zhu's eyes widened, "How do you know that the agency is here?" And he said, "The slave and maid looked at it for a long time and found nothing!" ”

Zhao Qing smiled.

This kind of gossip lock is also called Kong Ming lock. Folk also have other stuffy sticks, six sons of the party, Mo Naihe, difficult wood and other names, the whole lock does not need nails and ropes, completely rely on the internal mortise and tenon structure to connect and support, seemingly simple. In fact, there is a lot of mystery inside.

The average person is without any prompting. It's hard to open.

But in the previous life, these were very popular, including what nine rings were regarded as children's educational toys, and she often competed with her cousin when she was a child to see who could assemble it quickly and well.

This lock is the simplest.

She has also played with six-fold tenons, seven-star knots, and eight-star buckles that are more complex and difficult to install.

Contrary to Xia Zhu's imagination, there was a book bound with soft silk in the wooden box, and the secret hemp was full of words on it.

It's not even a gold leaf!

Xia Zhu was disappointed.

Zhao Qing opened the scroll and looked at it seriously.

"What's on it?" She leaned over to Zhao Qing's side.

It is a record of Shen Huaiyu's interactions with major dignitaries in Tanxi officialdom before his death, which also contains a rubbing copy of the family receipt and the original receipt of the dart bureau that entrusted which dart bureau to remit how much silver was sent to the home of a certain official on a certain day......

The whole current Tanxi Province 100 officials describe!

“…… I thought it was a gold leaf! After just one glance, Xia Zhu's little face twitched. Frustrated, he fell to the embroidery pier behind him, "Rejoicing in vain." It's a useless little log! ”

Useless trivial logs?

Zhao Qing glanced at her.

If Shen Huaiyu is alive. This thing in his hands is an intangible wealth worth ten thousand gold!

I remember that in the Kangxi period of the previous life, there was a small official named Ren Bo'an, who took advantage of the opportunity to serve in the Ministry of Officials to copy down the mistakes of officials at all levels, from governance mistakes to drinking and prostitution...... Later, the wealth-hungry Nian Qianyao destroyed the entire Jiangxia Town...... It was Emperor Yongzheng, who was still the fourth master at the time, who burned Ren Bo'an's hundred official books in front of the crown prince, so that it was settled.

These things, especially the intertwined interpersonal relationships in the Tanxi officialdom recorded by Shen Huaiyu, are put in the hands of people in the officialdom, which is a huge amount of resources that have nowhere to buy money, depending on how you use them.

It's just that this thing is useful in both the shopping mall and the ever-changing officialdom, but now it falls into the hands of a woman in the house who can't even get out of the second door when she looks up...... Zhao Qing shook his head.

If only she were as ignorant as Xia Zhu.

When I saw this, I knew how to use it, but now I don't have the ability to use it!

It's like a beggar dying of hunger, guarding a mountain of gold in vain but unable to mine it.

Zhao Qing felt an indescribable frustration in his heart.

After flipping through a few more pages, she casually tossed the silk book aside, "Put it back." ”

"I tossed for three days in vain, and I didn't dig up a penny!" While collecting the scroll, Xia Zhu muttered in frustration, holding the locked small wooden box at the door, and turned around without giving up, "What should we do?" ”

They knew that the crisis was coming, but they didn't have any money!

What to do?

"Sleep!"

Zhao Qing dragged the quilt over his head and covered his head.

The next morning, I went to say goodbye to the old lady, the old lady was happy, the eldest lady and the eldest master were as humble and obedient as ever, and they couldn't see that they had a gap at all, and everyone discussed "It's about to snow, and the charcoal should be prepared as soon as possible, especially the kind of smokeless silver frost charcoal, and the ......third grandmother can't do anything in the house" and so on, and no one mentioned the matter of hoarding grain and the old lady Zhang Luo to do the sacrificial field.

After eating, the old lady asked Tian's mother to prepare incense and candles to worship the Buddha.

These days, the old lady is more religious!

Even the Journey to the West, which she never gets tired of listening to, is no longer let her tell it.

The belly is getting bigger and bigger, and I can no longer see the surface of my feet, and I can't go with him to worship the Buddha anymore, Zhao Qing thought about it, and dispelled his thoughts, got up and took the maid back to Lijing Pavilion.

Let Xia Zhu grind, pick up the big characters that have been left for a while again, bow your head and practice all morning, read a book for an afternoon, and go to bed early in the evening.

After a few more days, the laurels came down. (To be continued......)

PS: Guess what, Qiu Rongxuan didn't hit it?

Guess there is a plus.