"Madame is back?"

"Greetings, Madame."

"Ah, I have long heard that Chongming's cloth is better than our Songjiang's, and Mrs. Xie appreciates the cloth."

In Wenzhe Garden, the servants and maids saluted and thanked Zheng Haizhu one after another.

Then, everyone looked at Dong Erya tacitly.

Dong Erya is the first confidant recruited by Mrs. Zheng from the Zhenjiang Canal, and has been serving her since Han Ximeng became pregnant.

The mothers-in-law and maids of the Gu and Han families, although they muttered behind their backs that this Shandong girl who used to sell coolies had handed over shit luck, they still respected her more and more as a popular person on the surface.

What's more, this time the young master did such a stupid thing, Songjiang Mansion has spread all over the country, Dong Erya accompanied the young grandmother from Chongming, what is the situation between the male and female hosts in Wenzhe Garden, Dong Erya must know better than anyone else, and he must be in a hurry to talk to Zheng Haizhu.

Dong Erya still smiled innocently, as if the subtle atmosphere that diffused the surroundings did not exist, and said to Zheng Haizhu: "The young master and the young grandmother are in the garden today. ”

Zheng Haizhu dusted off the ashes on her body, and said with her usual expression: "After I go back to the house to wash up, I will go to their courtyard to talk." Let someone take the Chongming gourd grazing I brought, mix it with sesame oil and salt and vinegar, and send it over to the young master and young grandmother to taste. ”

Dong Erya said with a smile: "Young grandma is in summer, she will definitely like to eat this." Then I'll go and report to the young master and grandmother first, and the lady's carriage and horse have arrived home safely. ”

Zheng Haizhu let out a surging "um".

The servants and maidservants also dispersed and continued to do things.

Although they were surprised by the simplicity of the conversation between the two, they also relieved their feelings of apprehension a little.

Dong Erya still put Gu Shouqian, the head of the family, in front, and Mrs. Zheng actually accosted her in a gentle manner.

Madame's firearms factory entered the spies, and her subordinates were killed by the Jurchens, today is the first time that Madame has returned to Wenzheyuan after the dust has settled, but she doesn't seem to have any anger towards Young Master Gu.

The servants and servants of the mansion always hope that the house is beautiful, and they go out to buy on weekdays, and they are all more energetic. Zheng Haizhu, a lady of the imperial court, has an apartment in Wenzheyuan, which is the scenery of the Gu family, and the people do not want Mrs. Zheng to break off with Gu Zhaien.

Zheng Haizhu washed the dust a little, changed into a decent skirt, and went to Gu Shouqian and Han Ximeng's courtyard.

More than a month ago, when Han Ximeng was thinking about the Jenny spinning machine and Song Yingxing in Chongming, he encountered the great danger of the Jurchen spy almost shelling Zhuangzi. She soon decided to leave Chongming.

"Ah Zhu, when I escaped from the bandits, I protected me like that in the rumors. Now that he must have become the laughing stock of the city's scholars, I have to go home, at least to make it look like the eldest lady of this family is still there. ”

From Han Ximeng's gloomy face and tired tone, Zheng Haizhu fully understood the emotions she didn't put into words, anger, helplessness, guilt, and hesitation.

The couple had an old favor with her, Zheng Haizhu, and had changed from a master-servant relationship to a close friend.

The one who was the husband, and then did stupid and dirty things, so that it indirectly led to Wu Bangde's death, and she Zheng Haizhu couldn't yell at Han Ximeng like the brainless heroine of Shuangwen: Kick him, follow me.

Not only can you not do this, but you have to calm down and think about how to guide the follow-up.

Gu Shouqian, just like the Mu Zaohua in Hetuara in the past, they are not evil in nature, but they are either reckless or naïve in their personalities, which makes them almost or have stepped on a pit in a certain journey of life.

At this moment, Zheng Haizhu, who stepped into the main courtyard of the couple, caught a glimpse of the two red-painted toilets that had just been washed back in the corner.

One is new, one is slightly older.

Zheng Haizhu then understood that most of the two of them slept in separate rooms, and Gu Shouqian should sleep in the study.

The servants were quick with their hands and feet, and they had already served the refreshing shredded golden melon with mung bean porridge.

Gu Shouqian walked out of the study, described Qing Jian as haggard, and arched his hand at Zheng Haizhu: "Miss Zheng, Shouqian is stupid and stupid, you are ashamed, and I can't stand the old general Qi and Wu, Wu Gongzi." ”

Zheng Haizhu stared at Gu Shouqian, sighed, and said in a deep voice, "You're still sorry Miss." You can be in anyone's place, how can you be Han Xiying's person? ”

Gu Shouqian lowered his head suddenly.

He asked himself if it was not because of any peachy thoughts, but Miss Zheng was right, her so-called soft-heartedness was a deep hurt to his wife.

The door curtain sounded softly, and Han Ximeng took his son Gu Zuoyou's hand and stepped out of the threshold.

Gu Zuoyou took the rice paper, carefully examined his mother's face first, and then ran to Zheng Haizhu, and said in a milky voice: "Auntie, the yellow bird I painted was embroidered for my mother, and my mother was already matching silk threads just now." ”

Zheng Haizhu touched his head and praised: "Good drawing, it was your father's brushwork, right?" ”

Gu Zuoyou hurriedly glanced at Gu Shouqian again and said: "Yesterday, my father taught me a day, and I drew a lot of wings alone. ”

Zheng Haizhu showed her face, and she also knew it in her heart.

Allow the baby son to go to his father's study for a day, and the affection of the two is still there.

Sure enough, Han Ximeng walked in front of Gu Shouqian and Zheng Haizhu, without a cold expression, but looked at Gu Shouqian's tone solemnly: "Even if I believe that you are just a bodhisattva and a good person, instead of drinking Han Xiying's ecstasy soup, if you don't forgive you, you have to say it yourself." ”

Gu Shouqian hurriedly said: "I can save it, save it!" The iron tools and ploughing cattle I bought for Chongming, and the summer clothes and horse materials I sent to Mr. Qi, just to make up for my mistakes, I implore Ah Zhu to ......"

Han Ximeng said: "No matter how much money you have, you can't get back Wu Gongzi's life, and you can't stop the Tartar from coming to Jiangnan to taste the sweetness." ”

"Okay," Zheng Haizhu Wen Yan stopped the two, hugged Gu Zuoyou on his lap, hung a herbal sachet made of Chongming muslin cloth on the child's neck, and said again, "The matter has come to this, there is no point in going back, I came today to look forward with you." Yu Private, I hope that you are still a good couple, Yu Gong, if the young master and the young lady want to go outside Songjiang to see, I have a place to go, and I must be controlled by my own people, and today I am here to listen to the hearts of the two. ”

Gu and Han were changed the topic, and they were relieved in their hearts, and they also thanked Zheng Haizhu for his bearing, so they made a wish to hear the details.

Zheng Haizhu said bluntly: "I asked Yan Xuanfu to buy a sea boat, and I also found a good tooth shop and a good boat guide according to the rules of Songjiang Mansion, so that I can enter the port to sell in the future." ”

Gu Shouqian asked inquiringly, "This ship is not affiliated with Haoming Trading Company?" ”

Zheng Haizhu said in his heart, yes, after all, he is a few educated and enlightened people in this life, although Gu Shouqian has not been in business, his brain is not stupid, he is obedient and listens, and he can hear the amount of information implied in "I asked Yan Xuanfu to buy a sea boat" in a moment.

"That's right, the ship's surname is Zheng, only Zheng. I said to Brother Yan that because my surname is Zheng, I will not participate in the sea and land sales of Haoming Trading Company, which I, him, and Mao Wenlong have a joint share, but will open up a new category. Do you remember that when I was in Taiwan, when the young lady asked me if I wanted to take a stake in Haoming Trading Company, I politely declined? ”

When Han Ximeng heard this, he suddenly realized: "Now you want my wife to take care of your business with the surname Zheng?" ”

Zheng Haizhu said: "It's okay to join forces, but it's best to live overseas, it's you, not us to hire a shopkeeper." ”

Zheng Haizhu said goodbye and observed the eyes of the couple.

Han Ximeng was surprised and did not refuse.

Gu Shouqian's dark color was even swept away. At present, the city is full of ridicule and ridicule on him, and the firearms factory that originally made him feel that his Danqing skills are useful, he has no face to go back to face Sun Yuanhua, and leaving, it is indeed a desperate way out in his mental state.

"Miss Zheng, where are you going, what are you selling?" Gu Shouqian asked.

"Go to Champa and open a trading company there, and collect the gems of Ceylon, Monmi, and Golconda."

Champa is southern Vietnam, while Ceylon, Muang Mi and Golconda are Sri Lanka, Myanmar and India respectively, producing high-quality sapphires, rubies and diamonds.

Zheng Haizhu began to consider this business as early as when he saw the exquisite gold-inlaid gemstone jewelry of the female scrolls in the Lu Mansion of Yanzhou.

With the efforts of her and a group of outstanding people, in the Battle of Minghe, the Ming army taught Hongmao a hard lesson, which not only made the ships of the Dutch East India Company act according to the rules set at the negotiation table, but also made the routes of Chinese ships in the South Seas much safer.

Champa, a kingdom located in South Vietnam with a good sea port, relied on the power of the Ming court to compete with North Vietnam for many years, and treated the Ming people with great courtesy. In recent years, the king of Champa has sent troops to help the sultan of Malacca fight against the Portuguese invaders, so Zheng Haizhu is confident that he will establish a maritime trading base in Champa and receive goods from several major jewelry producing areas in Nanyang and ship them back to Songjiang for inlay.

Fine jewelry has an aesthetic threshold. Zheng Haizhu originally aimed at the upper echelons, so this business needs to be done by Gu Han and his wife, who have seen high-quality works of art since they were young and are also familiar with the aesthetic interests of the powerful.

And today, Gu Shouqian, a noble son of the scholar class, can ask "what goods to sell", and he has also passed another level of exams.

He didn't go to the mountains and rivers to sing poems and paint, from then on, he slowly entered the role of a businessman, which was Zheng Haizhu's expectation for him and Han Ximeng.

"Smack," Han Ximeng opened the Nanmu jewelry box that Dong Erya moved out, took out a treasure inlaid gold hairpin, and asked Zheng Haizhu, "This is the ruby of Meng Mi you are talking about, right?" ”

Zheng Haizhu took it and said with a smile: "After going to King Lu's Mansion, I realized that this should be tourmaline, and the Three Treasure Eunuchs brought back a lot after going to the West, but compared with rubies, it is not valuable." This offended Mrs. Miao. ”

Gu Shouqian waved his hand disappreciatively. This golden hairpin is a big wedding gift from Miao Ruiyun to Han Ximeng, which is said to be a reward from the queen, so Zheng Haizhu will add that sentence at the end.

Han Xi Mengmo held the tourmaline like blood glass on the golden hairpin, and sighed: "When I first went to Taiwan, I already felt that the world was much larger. In fact, to the south and west, Taiwan is still more vast and the products are more amazing, right? ”

Zheng Haizhuwaner: "Compared with this house, Songjiang Mansion is very large, and compared with the world on the other side of the ocean, Songjiang Mansion is very small. ”

Gu Shouqian plucked up the courage to look at his wife: "I am willing to go, we will go together." ”

Han Ximeng's eyes to her husband this time were no longer cold, but she asked a very practical question: "Who will serve my mother-in-law?" ”

Zheng Haizhu said: "Wenzheyuan has servants and maids, there is no shortage of servants in Suzhou, and my Zhuangzi in Chongming has also begun to build tiled houses. Young Master Gu, Ling Tang, and Mrs. Miao, I will take care of them locally. ”

The three talked about some details, and Zheng Haizhu asked about another matter, on the day he was abducted by the Jurchens to Sheshan, how Gu Shouqian went to Suzhou with his mother Lu.

……

Wang Yuesheng returned to the familiar Nanjing.

This city has witnessed the backbone of her Fang family's ancestors as scholars, and also recorded the years when she spent her days laughing by the Qinhuai River.

Today, walking into the Biaozhong Temple, Wang Yuesheng felt that it was not so much that she was supporting Miao Ruiyun, but that Miao Ruiyun's hand was holding her and comforting her.

She was nervous about meeting her true master.

"Miss Wang."

The man in front of the monument turned around and greeted her kindly.

Wang Yuesheng hurriedly bowed his head to the blessing ceremony.

In her mind, the mindset formed by being taught for a long time conjured up a solemn scene, and she and the man in front of her both transformed into Master Fang and Emperor Jianwen.

The solemn sense of etiquette between the monarch and the courtiers made her from a moment of crampedness to excitement and pride.

That's what Miss Zheng can't give her.

How good Miss Zheng is, how much she values her, and how much she trusts her, but Miss Zheng does not have the blood of the royal family.

And she, Wang Yuesheng, is a descendant of Confucianism.

Serving the emperor and tasting the sweetness of the gifts of kings and ministers is the source of true joy for scholars throughout the ages.

It can also completely wash away the shame of her once being in the dust.

As the embodiment of a courtier, Wang Yuesheng didn't dare to raise her head and look at the person in front of her, she only heard the Shen Yue voice sound again.

"This is the first time I've come back to Yingtian, and as soon as I enter the city, I want to put a stick of incense on Master Fang." Zhu Qianju said slowly.

In the sweetness that Wang Yuesheng felt, a layer of honey was added again.

At this moment, there are no tourists in the Biaozhong Temple, and the guards pretending to be merchants are close to the left, and there are no idlers who can hear their conversations, but Zhu Qianhu did not call himself a "widow", he used "I".

And insisting on using "Yingtian" instead of Nanjing seems to be in the same hatred of the enemy, adding a footnote to the sense of closeness.

Zhu Qianju motioned to the guard pretending to be a scholar behind him to step forward, pointed to the burden in his hand and said, "Yuesheng, it is a blessing for my Zhu family to find you." You are indeed very capable, and the lord of the county said that you have sent a few craftsmen to the firearms factory. If you have merit, you will be rewarded, you are a gentleman, and the reward of gold and silver is inevitably vulgar, I cut a piano and give it to you. ”

The scholar presented the piano wrapped in an ordinary blue Songjiang cloth cover, and when Wang Yuesheng took it, it was like a deep dream.

Miao Ruiyun looked at her and reminded her, "Yuesheng, thank you." ”

"Ah...... Slave, slave family thank Your Highness. How can the slave family have to be ...... by His Royal Highness's own hands"

The flattery of this fairy beauty was expected by Zhu Qianju. But he won't take the time to look at this face more, he is not one of those poor talents and country people who have never seen the world, and Qin Huai will be overjoyed when he smiles.

His time is precious.

"Yuesheng, you go back to the inn to rest. I have something to discuss with the county lord. ”

Zhu Qianju still said in a calm and amiable tone to this descendant of Fang Xiaoru.