Chapter 501: Production Division (Part 1)

South of the city, Songshu Hutong, Chengzhai, and the west yard.

Han Jiang sat in front of the window, holding the account book in his left hand and stroking the abacus with his right hand, and counting quickly. She was wearing a green mouse-skinned jacket, with a bun in her hair tied up, and only a green jade hairpin was placed on it, which looked very simple.

If it weren't for the thick hair of the crow, a pink face and a snow-white neck were exposed, just looking at the outfit, I wouldn't have seen that she was a young woman.

Her expression was solemn, she glanced at the tent of the left hand, and her fingers were already moving.

The room was quiet, and I heard the sound of "pala" and "pala" abacus beads.

With the sound of "pa" the sky outside the window gradually became darker.

Han Jiang was not aware of it, and he still focused on the settlement.

Her personal maid Xiaoxi and Xiaofu walked in together. Seeing that her lady was like this, she could only look at each other helplessly.

Xiao Xi took two steps, took off the glass lampshade placed on the square table, and lit the fire sickle palm lamp.

Xiao Fu held Han Jiang's purple gold hand stove aside and tried it, but it was no longer very hot.

She glanced at her lady and said with a little angrily: "Miss, it's been two hours since I've been careful to hurt my eyes."

Han Jiang lost his mother since childhood. Both of these girls served her because of her childhood. They were confidant and did not treat her as ordinary maids.

She was so busy that she had no time to look up and said, "It's going to be over, I still need a cup of tea."

Xiaoxi, seeing her like this, Xiaofu sat in the little mattress beside the kang and thrust her, all holding her breath, for fear of disturbing her.

After a while, Han Jiang sighed and said, "Three thousand four hundred and sixty taels." As he spoke, he closed the account book on his left hand.

Seeing that she had finished her calculations, Xiaoxi and Xiaofu quickly stood up, one called someone to pour hot soup, and the other hand stove that had been replaced with charcoal, and said, "Girl warms your hands first!"

Han Jiang rubbed his already stiff fingers, took the hand stove, and smiled a little on his face, saying, "It's so warm. You two know how to love me."

Under this smile, Han Jiang's image was like a spring flower, which was completely different from the usual unrestrained smile.

Even Xiaoxi and Xiaofu, who are both women, couldn't help but be stunned.

Xiaofu said twice, "Girls should smile more, but it looks much better than being stern."

Xiaoxi hesitated for a moment and said, "Girl... The girl is not young anymore, it's not good... I just live with money all day long..."

Although as a maid, she said that these things were beyond the reach, Xiaoxi still couldn't help but want to nag.

If someone else's family is concerned about money for the sake of making a living, it's okay to be so concerned about money. What her girl doesn't need the most is silver. Although she can't say that the family's money is millions, there should be one hundred thousand or eighty thousand taels of silver.

Not to mention a lifetime, even a few lifetimes of chewing is enough. The lonely one will not get married. Why do you work so hard?

Xiaoxi didn't say it clearly, but Han Jiang also heard what he meant.

She smiled and said, "What's wrong with such a leisurely life? I can't support myself, why bother to find another man to live with the face?" As she said, she turned around and looked out the window, and said, "It's windy. It seems that it's going to snow again..."

Starting from the first day of the first lunar month, the snow fell sparsely. It stopped for two days, and after two days it became cloudy again, and it continued until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Yesterday, the Lantern Festival, the snow was clear for a day, and on the 16th night, it started to go down again.

Han Jiang is from the south and is most afraid of the cold winter.

Xiao Xi heard this and picked up the curtains. Seeing that it was indeed snowflakes falling from the ground, he turned back. He said to Han Jiang, "What the girl said is, it's starting to flake the snowflakes again. I call someone to come and add another charcoal basin?"

Han Jiang tightened his clothes tightly and nodded...

Xicheng, Cao Mansion, East Courtyard, and Main House of the inner courtyard.

Zhao Jia did not sit on the kang, but on a chair near the door. Opposite her was Murtai, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Works, who was frowning.

Although she was sitting at the door, Zhao Jia was a little hot and felt uncomfortable all over.

She muttered in her heart whether it was because of the two charcoal basins. It seemed that they would call Zilan, Luju and the others to remove one charcoal basin in a while.

The house is big, and a charcoal basin is a bit cold, but it can save some charcoal.

We should also make good plans for food, clothing and expenses in the future. Otherwise, if we eat the food in the month of Yin, wouldn’t we have to let the big house laugh?

Speaking of which, the previous splitting of stoves was also beneficial, that is, they knew the expenses. Otherwise, they would be discomfortable to splitting the family directly.

After all, she has not been worried about money over the years, and she has done nothing but holding the money she has obtained in her palms and saving her private house with all her strength.

In the past half a month, Zhao Jia has always felt regretful.

Not to mention anything else, just talk about a few small people. Whether they are studying or working on business in the future, they will be a disposal. The fourth sister and Wuer will also need money to prepare for the draft in the future.

If there is no separation, it will be all the land of Gongzhong, but now it is the second house that has to be borne by himself.

Although after the separation, I no longer have to look at the face of the big room and can be the head wife, but when I think of the gains and losses here and there, it also makes her feel pain.

However, as he had already said this, Cao Song was determined to split up the family again, and the eldest son took the opportunity to agree. No matter how thick-skinned Zhao Jia was, he could no longer hold a smile and curry favor with him.

The separation is tonight.

Her mother's brother, Murtai, the Minister of Works, and Fu Nai, the older generation of the Cao family, both arrived at the Cao family's mansion as middle-aged people.

The difference is that Fu Nai went to the Western Prefecture and met Cao Yin; Murtai went to the Eastern Prefecture and came to meet his sister.

Although Zhao Jia has always been domineering and has a bad temperament, she is still a little afraid of her parents' brother.

The room was so quiet that it was afraid of people. Zhao Jia couldn't sit still, and she felt dry and dry. So she picked up a few tea cups and drank most of the sip.

Cao Song and several brothers were waiting in the outside hall, and there were only two Zhaojia siblings left in the room.

Murtai looked at Zhao Jia, sighed, and said with a little complaint, "What's this not confusion? The decency of the Cao family is in the eldest house. The eldest and the old man in the family are both kind-hearted people, and Song'er and his brothers are nothing to say. They are taken care of by their father and son. You don't have to worry about anything. Isn't this your blessing? It's so amazing, these are troubled again during the Chinese New Year."

On the sixth day of the first lunar month, Wu Yashi sent someone to take her daughter back to the province. From Ruhui's mouth, Murtai also knew the causes and consequences of the Cao family's parents' room and the second house had to separate.

Zhaojia is also a big family, and Murtai knows the importance of relatives, especially in the pursuit of official career.

If he had no other elegance from his uncle Marhan, he had mediocre performance, and it would be good if he was not demoted, let alone promoted to a Beijing official.

Therefore, he opposed the separation between his sister and his nephew.

Although Cao Song has already taken office in the second house, there are still five or six small ones below. How can it be so easy to support the door?

He called Cao Song over that day and tried his best to persuade him to take back the separation.

Cao Yin is a man, he knows that he is gentle and gentleman. If his nephews don’t mention “dividing up the family”, Cao Yin will not speak.

Cao Song knew his uncle's kindness, but thinking about his mother's temper, he hurt everyone's affection instead of being in the same place. It would be better to split up earlier, and he would not worry about his uncle and brother.

After all, he still had the old saying in Fucha Mansion that as the eldest son of the second house, he should have some responsibility.

My uncle is nearly 60 years old and has a chronic illness. If he keeps worrying about his second wife's nephews, he will be a little unfilial.

Cao Song is already twenty-one years old, he has a job and his wife is married, and he is already an adult.

Murtai couldn't persuade him, and he just sighed again.

Although he is a real uncle or an outsider, he is not easy to say something. Besides, since Cao Yin invited Fu Nai to be the middle-aged man who split the family, he knew in his heart that even if he split the property, Cao Yin would not treat his nephews badly.

Although I knew that the Cao family's house and the "dividing of family" was a foregone conclusion, Murtai had to complain about the girl in his heart, and couldn't help but complain.

Zhao Jia heard the blame in her brother's words, and felt that she was so unfair.

The conscience of heaven and earth, if you want to talk about her, but you never thought about being apart, wasn’t it captured by Cao Song’s great evil?

When my son is old, I don’t listen to him. What can I do? Besides, looking at the meaning of growing up, I really want to give up. She doesn’t want to be warm but put on the cold butt there.

Murtai knew the girl's temper the most.

Seeing that her affairs were still dissatisfied, Murtai shook his head, too lazy to say anything else.

Then he heard Cao Song outside the door say, "Uncle, the time is almost over, we should go there, right?"

Murtai looked at the clock on the ground, and it was already two hours before You.

He stood up, stretched his sleeves, and said seriously to Zhaojia: "Xueqin, listen to my brother, no matter how your in-laws divide their births tonight, you don't say anything."

When Zhao Jia saw her brother get up, she also got up.

After hearing this, she was puzzled and raised her eyebrows and said, "Brother, what are you saying? You are a good person and should be directed towards us. Could it be that we will suffer a loss?"

"It's really a woman's opinion!" Seeing her in a daze, Murtai couldn't tell the point of being prioritized, and slapped her feet hard and said, "Xueqin, think about the future of your sons? Do you think you want to tear your face and pay more money? If nothing else, just talk about the waiter's errand, that's a place to spend money. If Cao Yong hadn't been a gentle prince, had a good relationship with the princes, and had contact with several adults in the guard office, would you think it would fall on the waiter for nothing?"

Zhao Jia was so cursed that she had no idea. She grabbed the veil hard, raised her head, and begged with a little bit: "Brother, you have to make the decision for the girl. This is not the only brother Cao Yong, who is the eldest brother. There are several brothers and sisters. If the money is not enough, I will live a hundred or so in the future..."

"Long hair and short knowledge. If you don't have a few sons' future, just fight for it." Seeing that the girl was stubborn, Murtai lost some patience and said, "Uncle has been retiring from the position of Shangshu'er for many years, and now I'm not a good time. Although I am willing to pick up my nephews, I am still not willing to do it. If you really offend the eldest son and son, you will not be able to find a way to go if you want to pay money to Song Ge'er and others to pursue their future. I will say all these words, and you can think about the rest yourself!"

After saying that, Murtai picked up the curtain and went out.

Zhao Jia's face was unpredictable and she followed her brother out.

The fourth sister, the fifth one is a daughter, and Jinghui and Ruhui are daughters-in-laws, so there is no need to go there. Cao Song took his three brothers to the West Mansion with his mother and uncle.

Western Palace, in the ancestral hall.

Cao Yin sat on a chair, with several account books placed on the tables beside him, which contained a list of some ancestral properties in the public. There were almost a few real estate properties, as well as antique calligraphy and paintings, furniture, gold and silver utensils and other items.

In the early years, in order to remain in deficit, several fields and shops in Gongzhong were sold, leaving only a few properties.

The old house here is an ancestral house. According to the rules, it is not distinguished and is lived by the eldest house. There are two houses there, one in Suzhou and the other in Hangzhou.

Although Cao Yong was the one who bought land in the East Mansion, the money used to make land from the public account can also be included in the public center.

There is also the garden in Haidian. Although there were many helps with the Prince Chun’s Mansion when it was built, it was built in the name of Cao’s mansion. It cannot be regarded as Cao Yong’s private property. It is reasonable to say that it is a public-centered property.

In addition to these properties, it is the Pearl Factory in Taihu. Cao Yin spent money to buy it at that time, and it was also considered a property in the public.
Chapter completed!