Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Self-Cultivation of the Little Rich Woman

When autumn comes on September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom.

The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor.

After the autumn equinox, there is an autumn rain and a cold, and when you go out, you must bring a cloak.

Zhao Xibao took the little peach to inspect the store and go shopping. Although she married into King Ning's mansion, King Ning never restricted her freedom of travel.

Zhao Xibao is hot on the outside and cold on the inside, looks lively, but in fact has a cold and withdrawn personality, and likes to be alone. In addition, the Zhao family's business is all over the dynasty, she is content to make a small amount of money, how can she have time to spend time and sing poems and paint. Last time Hong Tingting poured dirty water at the Spring Festival banquet, all the nobles blindly followed the trend and blamed, not because the nobles did not distinguish between black and white, but because she didn't like to mix in the circle of nobles in the capital, and everyone didn't know her.

If it weren't for Princess Hua Yi coming to relieve the siege, her reputation would have been rotten again. She knows that she lacks the socialization of the noble girl circle, and she does not have many intimate friends. She has always believed that the number of friends is better than the abundance.

Zhao Xibao has been spoiled by his brothers since he was a child, and that person is used to it. Do what you want to do at will, be free-ranged, go out to do business all year round, and her personality is a little less feminine.

When I was shopping, I missed the little sisters Hu Yin and Deng Weiran more and more, and the two hot-headed people packed up their packages and ran away from home, and dreamed of becoming a chivalrous woman who went to the end of the world with a sword. Zhao Xibao became more and more depressed, Yueyue received a letter of peace from the two, and listened to them praise the customs along the way, but they didn't want to come back, the outside world is so exciting?

"Sell small wontons, small wontons just out of the pot." Zhao Xibao's sad spring and autumn did not last for a quarter of an hour, and he was attracted by the small vendors on the roadside.

To be precise, I was fascinated by the small ravioli.

One bite is tender and soft, and it is so comfortable.

"Miss, there's a problem at the weaving workshop. The second prince sent me to invite you to come over. ”

Zhao Feng, the guard beside the second brother, looked anxious, and rushed over. Zhao Xibao immediately put down the small wontons, took the small peaches, and rushed to the southeast gate of West Street. Whisper a few words to Little Peach halfway and let her go back.

Before Zhao Xibao set foot in the venue, he heard the sound of crying and shouting.

"The house is demolished, where do our mothers live? Please, please, please, don't tear it down. "A patched woman knelt and held a pair of children, the eldest boy was seven or eight years old, and the younger girl was five or six years old.

Zhao Xibao looked around and scanned the surrounding environment, heard the report of the little maid, and knew seven or eight points about the situation at the scene.

This piece of land has been transferred to her by the second brother, and she is the main officer. And most of the people responsible for the demolition at the scene are her subordinates. It was also inconvenient for the second brother to interfere, so he called her over.

"The Zhao family is rich and amazing, so they can do whatever they want." "Blind God, is there any Heavenly Principle King Law?" "Even the children are not spared, and other people's houses are demolished, where do they live?"

Looking at the crowd that is not too big of a big deal, they are already talking about it, and the words they say are getting worse and harder.

There are many people in society who hate the rich, and they can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour.

Zhao Xibao cleared his throat and stepped forward, "Please be quiet." I am Zhao Sanshao, who is in charge of the weaving workshop, if you have any questions, you can reflect them to me. ”

On the way here, she had learned about the situation, she half-squatted down, looked at the woman eye level, and asked the woman, "Are you Liu Han's wife?"

The woman nodded, and Zhao Xibao took the title deed from Xiao Taozi's hand, brushed it, and shook it open. Pointing to the signature at the bottom, he asked, "Is this your husband's handwriting?"

The woman nodded, her husband who had killed a thousand knives was a gambler, and people often came to the door with IOUs. She was all too familiar with her husband's handwriting.

Zhao Xibao stood up, raised his voice and said, "Fellow fathers and fellow villagers, please keep your eyes open and see, is this a genuine title deed?"

Little Peach carried the title deed and turned around. The discussion of the people around suddenly became smaller.

Zhao Xibao saw Zhao Feng return to the crowd, raised his voice and said: "Since the Taizong period, my dynasty has drafted regulations on compensation for demolition and relocation, which stipulate that the demolition households will be resettled in kind or compensated in money. ”

There was a knowledgeable old man in the crowd, coughing twice: "In my dynasty, the physical resettlement is carried out by the Beijing Terracotta Division to measure the houses to be demolished, and the government allocates additional land to the government and builds another house to return to the demolition households. The monetary compensation is based on the original price on the deed and the current price of the house, and the compromise is used as the compensation standard, and the household department contributes the compensation. ”

Zhao Feng walked out of the crowd and took out the things in his sleeves: "This is an official document approved by the government, let's see, the Zhao family has the right to dispose of this commercial street." The demolition money has already been distributed to all households. ”

Zhao Xibao took the opportunity to ask rhetorically: "Each family demolished was bought at a price of 300-500 taels of silver. Have you never heard of it? ”

There were half-grown children in the crowd, holding their fingers and chanting: "1 tael of gold = 10 taels of silver = 10 copper coins = 10,000 copper coins." ”

Everyone knows that even in the most prosperous areas, if a hawker wants to sell something, he can earn almost 100 yuan a day. If it is calculated at more than 100 yuan a day, 300 taels of silver can be regarded as eight or nine years of income.

At this time, the crowd chattered quietly. There was a strong man carrying a hoe and said, "Why haven't you heard that my uncle's house is bought, and a broken house can be worth fifty taels." Back then, I almost built a house here, and now I regret it. ”

At present, a bucket of rice is sold for only 5 yuan, and usually one or two pieces of silver are converted into 1,000 copper coins (also known as consistent), and you can buy 200 buckets of rice. The annual income of an ordinary family of five is roughly between 1380-2368 wen, which is two or three taels of silver.

Voices came from the crowd one after another: "Three hundred taels, what a concept." Without labor, it is enough for people like us to be rich for ten years with this silver alone. ”

A rugged man sighed: "This year's drought is severe, and it is no longer easy to feed just farming." I also have to help others raise livestock, raise horses, collect firewood, etc., and earn 500 wen a month. It's only six taels of silver a year. ”

In contrast, the Zhao family's demolition money is enough for them to build a beautiful new house. There is still a lot left to feed a large family.

The woman who sat on her knees did not understand anything from the moment she saw her husband's drawing. Her husband must have gone to the casino with the money without telling them from his mother and son.

The woman was so disillusioned that she didn't know what to do, so she could only sit still.

Zhao Xibao clasped his fists and said: "The matter of demolition and relocation has disturbed everyone's work and rest, so please forgive me." But then, the conversation changed, and his eyebrows straightened slightly.

"My Zhao family is by no means a bully and arrogant overlord, this owner has sold the house to me as early as a month ago."

Little Peach had already returned to the crowd to help her young lady control the scene and prevent outlaws from suddenly rushing out to hurt her.

At this time, Little Peach is more like a neighborhood aunt. "Look at my son-in-law, how merciful. This land should have been flat a month ago, but considering that the original owners were all poor families, Gongzi deliberately stayed for a month to let the original owner of the house move. ”

Zhao Xibao was like a little fox, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. "Nowadays, the construction of the weaving mill is not necessarily a good thing for everyone. The weaving workshop needs a lot of helpers, and the three meals a day are worry-free, full and warm, and they can stay overnight. ”

The little peach mixed in the crowd was like a cross talk performance, giving a thumbs up to the people around her, "A good thing of the first class, someone takes care of food and housing, and pays the salary." ”

I was watching to see the Zhao family make a fool of myself, but I didn't expect to be thrown by the Zhao family, so I turned this matter over.

If the fame of the weaving workshop is slowly spread, it will be very helpful for the later work.

The crowd of onlookers slowly dispersed, but Zhao Xibao did not evacuate, squatted down again, looked at the woman and said, "Who are you?" What kind of craftsmanship do you know? ”

The woman was still in a daze, and she didn't react for a long time, and replied in a panic: "The folk woman is a local person in the capital, and she knows some female workers, and she was originally an embroiderer in the red embroidery workshop."

Zhao Xibao was about to get up, but found that the skirt was pulled by someone, and it turned out to be a little boy in the woman's arms.

The little boy knelt down to Zhao Xibao, and Zhao Xibao hurriedly helped him up.

"Nobleman, can you take my sister in, I can make you a cow and a horse."

The little boy's resolute eyes touched Zhao Xibao, and she just observed that although the boy was protected by his mother, his body had been in front of his sister.

Look at the child's intelligence and cleverness, it is the time for the child to establish values, and he cannot be led crooked. Zhao Xibao touched his head, and he liked this child quite a lot. "A man has gold under his knees, but he can only kneel to heaven and earth, and kneel to his parents and his parents. I have not given you anything, so do not bow down lightly. ”

She was about to get up and take the child's hand, but after squatting for a long time, she suddenly got up and felt a little dizzy. A slender hand behind her back, wrapped around her, and she stood firm and turned back.

It was he who came.

Those gentle almond eyes were full of tenderness, and her heart was full of eyes and she was alone.

"Xicheng, send these two children back to the palace and send someone to teach them well."

Zhao Xibao originally wanted to arrange for Zhao Mansion, but he didn't expect to be preempted by him. Zhao Xibao looked at him with a smile and quipped: "Lord Wang, I am a man now." ”

King Ning led her back and gently squeezed her hand: "That's also the king's person." ”

Xicheng complained silently about the princess's dress, clearly deceiving herself, such a beautiful female Jiao'e, wearing a man's clothes can't hide her brilliance.

It's just that everyone doesn't demolish her, after all, everyone knows that the Zhao family is extremely protective.

Now, Zhao Xibao has a more protective husband, and it is okay for anyone to provoke King Zhao. Not to mention that she wears women's and men's clothes. What's more, when the people of the DPRK are open, women are free to enter and exit, and there are many women dressed as men on the street. It is said that there are also men dressed as women.

The west wind drove the carriage and snorted towards the sky. The prince was originally at home to handle the tolerance, but when he heard the secret report of Xifeng, saying that the princess had encountered a little trouble on the street, he immediately put down his official duties and rushed over to support the princess, for fear that she would be wronged a little.

As a result, her princess was fierce, and she was done by dividing five by two. No wonder he wanted to make a move just now, but the prince stopped him and said that she could handle it, the princess.