"How can you not be worried." Chen sighed.

"Well, our daughter will be blessed." Mao Chengcheng patted her hand.

Chen has been blaming himself since he returned from the capital. If it weren't for her greed, how could she bury her daughter for the rest of her life.

As soon as you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea. Although the daughter did not enter the palace to serve the emperor, she was almost gone. Mao Chengyun and Mao Mingxuan both comforted her, saying that they would have the opportunity to meet Mao Tongtong in the future. But she also knew in her heart that such an opportunity was too difficult.

They are in Yangzhou, Tongtong is far away in the capital, not to mention the distance away, and the difference in identity is also big. It's easier said than done!

Seeing that the father and son were both concerned, Chen reluctantly smiled and said, "Okay, don't say it, don't say it." Let's eat. ”

Mao Mingxuan and Mao Chengyun glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness and worry in each other's eyes.

The slightly sad atmosphere at the dinner table also affected the family's interest in talking after the meal. Mao Mingxuan retired first.

On the way back to the house, Mao Mingxuan looked up at the sky, a bright moon hung on the black canopy, with a bit of cold moonlight, it made people's hearts even more sad.

He still remembered that before Mao Tongtong left Yangzhou, the brother and sister also spoke under such moonlight. He rubbed Mao Tongtong's head as usual, and she obeyed him, and then smiled and watched him fix her hair again.

Time is really fast, more than a year has passed in a flash. Mao Mingxuan looked at his palm, he couldn't rub his sister's head anymore. Even if we meet in the future, she is already the eighth master's person, and she is no longer just his sister.

Without Mao Tongtong, the garrison seems to be deserted. He would often visit her boudoir. All the furnishings are still the same as when she was there, but people don't know when they will see each other again.

"Young master, it's late at night." The little guy on the side reminded Mao Mingxuan.

"Hmm." Mao Mingxuan retracted his thoughts, and then went back to his room.

And in the main courtyard, Chen was really wiping away tears again.

"You, crying makes my heart hurt." Mao Chengyun put his arm around her and said.

Whenever this happens, he doesn't feel good in his heart. There are only a few words of comfort. It's too much, and it's quite pale.

"It's also that the master is not angry, and he is only a five-grade petty official so far." Mao Chengyun smiled bitterly.

Even if it's a Beijing official, maybe there's a chance to meet your daughter! Or it's good to be able to deliver a letter.

"It's all the concubine's fault, and it has nothing to do with the master." Chen choked.

"You always cry like this, and you hurt your eyes carefully." Mao Chengyun gently wiped her tears and said, "Tongtong knows that it's time to say that I bullied you." ”

Hearing this, Chen couldn't help but laugh.

In the past, Mao Tongtong was at home, if Mao Chengyun sometimes became angry and spoke loudly to Chen, she would accuse Mao Chengyun of bullying Chen.

Mao Chengyun, a stout man, has no resistance to his delicate daughter. As long as Mao Tongtong opened his mouth, he would apologize immediately. Every time it makes Chen very caring.

"Master, let's write a letter to Tongtong." Chen collected his tears and said: "Even if you marry into the royal family, you won't cut off contact with your family!" If you can't meet in person, it's always okay to communicate. ”

"Let's talk about it when the eighth master leaves the palace and builds a mansion in the future. Now that Tongtong is in the palace, how can this letter be delivered. Mao said.

"I've been feeling restless for the past two days. I was still dreaming that something happened to Tongtong and she was lying in bed and calling me. Chen said.

"You are thinking about it day and night, Tongtong will be fine. She lives in the palace, and there is no one in the backyard of the eighth master, what can happen. Mao Cheng comforted.

"I hope so." Chan said.

How else to say that mother and daughter are connected! The night that Chen dreamed was the day when Mao Tongtong fell into the water to save the eighth master.

Besides, the fourth master and the tenth master are here, and after resting, they directly called the prefect Fang and explained their intentions.

Governor Fang was very surprised, this year's tax check, this is the emperor's suspicion? However, there is nothing to be afraid of. The accounts are all seamless, and you can check them as you like these two brothers.

"Wei Chen, this is going to ask someone to bring the records and account books to the two elder brothers."

"Let's have someone move to the hall here. The master and the tenth brother can see it for themselves. The fourth master said.

"Okay, Weichen will do it." Governor Fang responded very happily. Look at these two masters very young, and I don't know if I can understand them.

When the prefect left, the tenth master had a bitter face, looked at the fourth master and said, "Fourth brother, just the two of us?" Can you see it? ”

"Since we are here to check, we are to see. If you let his people see it, they can see the problem? The fourth master glanced at him.

"But, but I won't!" Ten Masters said.

"I won't go to school." The fourth master said.

The tenth master pouted, he didn't want to learn at all. But the fourth master opened his mouth, and he had to learn even if he didn't learn.

Governor Fang came quickly. He was followed by two subordinates, both holding large stacks of ledgers in their hands.

The tenth master was dizzy when he saw it. This is going to see the Year of the Monkey and the Horse Month?

"But it's all sorted?" The fourth master asked.

"Yes, yes. All sorts of different taxes are separated. Governor Fang said with a smile.

The fourth master nodded and said, "Then let's move in." Then don't bother us, just deliver three meals a day on time. If you need it, you will look for you again. ”

"Yes." The prefect of Fang replied.

The fourth master was the first to enter the house, and said without looking back: "Tenth brother, come in." ”

The tenth master still wanted to rub it off, but when the fourth master called, he had to follow him in frustration.

Governor Fang asked people to put down their things and leave. He's not going to worry about that. These two elder brothers don't seem to understand their path at all, hoping that this can find out the problem, and the sun has to come out of the west.

The hall that was temporarily used as a study by the fourth master was full of account books. The tenth master frowned as soon as he entered, but the fourth master had already taken a copy and flipped through it.

"This is the merchant's tax, you look at this first." The fourth master pointed to the tall stack beside the tenth master.

"Fourth brother, you have to teach me how to look at it, right?" The tenth master said, with a look of resignation.

"Corresponding according to the tax standards of the imperial court, to see whether their taxes are in line with reality and whether they are worthy of the silver handed over to the treasury." The fourth master explained simply.

"That's it?" The Tenth Master thinks this is quite simple.

"Well, let's look at it that way first." The fourth master did not elaborate.

The tenth master took a copy and began to look at it.

It was the first time he came into contact with these, and he looked at them very slowly, and from time to time he took the abacus and calculated them.

The fourth master is much faster, almost turning page after page, and he will finish reading one after another in a while.

"Fourth brother, don't you even calculate? It's too fast! The Tenth Master looked suspicious.

It is said that the fourth brother is the most serious, how can there be a perfunctory feeling today.