Chapter 507: Difficulty (2)

Jinghui was slightly stunned when she heard her mother-in-law’s question, then said, “Reply to your wife, you will be on the street in front of the Drum Tower.”

"The Gulou area is a great territory!" Zhao Jia said, touching her cigarette pot and said, "The tobacco used in this house was bought in the shop on Yandoxi Street, Gulou. By the way, how big is this shop, how many shops are, what are the storefronts, how many back buildings, warehouses, accounts, etc., which are spacious?"

Seeing that my mother-in-law was so excited, Jinghui felt quite strange.

In addition to the gorgeous decorations that each mansion has put on makeup, her aunt Irgen Jueluo also bought a small village with eight hectares of land for her in her private house.

In the words of Irgen Jueluo, those decorations, clothes and jewelry are just for decent gains. You always have to make some inputs on your hands, so that your waist will be looser and you don’t have to be troubled for a little money.

Jinghui is not a dull person. Looking at Zhao Jia's eyes radiating, she guessed some reasons.

She thought for a while and returned respectfully: "My wife has never visited her before. She only knows that she is sitting next to the tea house, facing east and west, with three rooms on the storefront."

"Only three rooms?" Zhao Jia heard this, and there was a slight deficit on her face.

Not to mention anything else, the Daoxiang Village shop on the front door of Chu Yu is a seven-bedroom house, which she knows. When she went out to visit her relatives before, she had asked the coachman to take a detour there and take a look.

The shop was very decent, and there were endless customers who bought snacks and cakes, which was really exciting.

Compared with the two, the three shops seem a little confusing.

Although he was determined to use his wife's shop to do business, it was a dowry. Zhao Jia thought about how to speak, and then heard Jinghui continue to say: "...Now there is a silk shop over there, and he has signed a contract for five years. It seems that he is a Shanxi businessman. He even gave gifts to the mansion there last year..."

When Zhao Jia heard this, she frowned and said, "Who has rented a house for five years? I'll send someone to tell the man to return the rent. I'll be of great use to make money by making money at that time. I'll give you pollen money."

Although Jinghui said the previous words were true, it was somewhat to block the mouth of Zhaojia.

Zhao Jia has a temper that doesn’t hit the wall and doesn’t look back. She is sitting in front of her with her daughter-in-law. How could she have any concerns? She should speak, but she still speaks.

Jinghui was really embarrassed. She set rules in front of Zhaojia all day long. She heard her talk about Daoxiangcun, which she had been talking about for several months. No matter how clumsy it was, it was also obvious that Zhaojia was jealous of Daoxiangcun shops to make money.

Now that the two days after the separation of the family, Zhao Jia has started to ask for a shop. What business is going to do? Isn’t that obvious?

Although the house is long and the two houses are separated, they cannot write two characters "Cao" in one stroke. If the mother-in-law really opens a similar snack shop, it will make it laugh at outsiders, and they are the young ones. I feel embarrassed to meet my cousin and cousin sister-in-law.

Seeing that he hadn't said before, Zhao Jia still spoke, Jinghui looked a little embarrassed, and she whispered: "Madam, it would be fine if it were an ordinary merchant. If she wanted to take back the shop in advance, she would just pay the rent for several months. Now the merchant in this shop seems to have a way to the royal family behind it..."

At the end of the day, Jinghui's voice gradually lowered, and she felt "floating" in her chest, and she was about to jump out of her heart. She only felt her face hot, and she lowered her head without any trace, covering up her loss of composure.

"The relationship between the royal family..." Zhao Jia hesitated when she heard this.

Although the Cao family is a bit decent, they are just slaves in front of the royal palace of the royal family. They can't stand their backs.

Her face drooped. She felt so excited that she waved to Jinghui and said, "Go out and let someone say to the kitchen. I'll be stuffed with a duck and a duck to braise at night."

Jinghui stood up and responded, lowered her head and retreated.

Zhao Jia brought the cigarette puddle into her mouth, and she slapped her mouth with a cold jade cigarette puff, but she couldn't get the cigarette out.

The green juju was seen by the side, so he hurriedly put on cigarettes and lighted them.

The eldest daughter-in-law's shop is not available. Ruhui's two properties are dowry, one is a house and the other is a shop.

But if Ruhui's shop was in trouble, my sister-in-law would be the most silly and could not say anything bad. Zhao Jia hesitated and couldn't make up her mind...

Zhao Jia was thinking about how to change the shop here, and she had already supported the snack stall. She felt like something was going to be done, and she couldn't remember it for a while.

However, Zhao Jia forgot one big thing, that is, tomorrow it will be the late Duke of the State Demao, and a grand funeral will be held at the Duke's Mansion.

Li, a family in Xifu, and Chuyu, were discussing the funeral at the Duke's Mansion tomorrow. Before, Sanqi gave gifts, and a table of buns given by the 57th place.

According to the customs in Beijing, these white members are different from those of the red members. White members are just too long and cannot compare at will, otherwise they will be regarded as "climbing" others, or "broken" others.

Usually, it depends on the relationship between two families and the family level, and the membership money will be decided depending on the situation. If the friendship is good, give it a few more.

Seshtu, the heir of the Duke's Mansion, was the son-in-law of the Cao family. This share could not be given too much money, only twenty taels, but a lot of gifts were given, with 300 taels of silver.

The stew tables I gave on May 7th were made from Daoxiangcun. They were all thirteen-section tables, with four tables in total. Each stewed bun is 200 yuan, and each table is 2,600 yuan, which is half a house taller than the house.

If you care about these four tables of cakes, it is worth more than 100 taels of silver. This is the main thing in the celebration of the Baixi Festival.

The money and the tables of buns have been given. In addition to setting up a road sacrifice in Cao's mansion tomorrow, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of Li also plan to go to the Duke's mansion to personally attend the funeral.

After deciding the constitution for leaving the mansion tomorrow, Chu Yu ordered people to go down and prepare the offerings of the underworld, incense, candles and other gifts.

After all, the two of them were silent after saying this.

Although outsiders think that Cao Yi is the adopted daughter of the eldest wife and does not know the involvement with the second wife. However, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law know that Zhao Jia is Cao Yi's legitimate mother, and she can't get over her.

Li hesitated for a moment and said to Chu Yu: "I'd better send someone to the East Mansion to ask. Look at what the second wife is, and see if we want to go over together. 'Shi Shi Shi', we must go over earlier and help your third sister."

It has been two days since the family was split, and Zhaojia has not come to the mansion here.

Aunt Chang and Aunt Luo, who were borrowed by Zhao Jia, have returned to the mansion here. After all, they are from the eldest wife, and there is no reason to stay in the second wife after they have split up.

Besides, the two of them invited them to serve as offerings, offering them forty-eight taels of silver every year, plus clothes for the four seasons.

Even if they couldn't bear to let the fourth sister and Wuer, Zhao Jia would not keep them when she looked at the silver.

In fact, Chu Yu didn't care about this amount of money.

Even if the eldest son pays for money and stays in the mansion to raise two sisters-in-laws, what else can I say here?

Baishi Zhaojia was wary of her fear that she would be plotted against money, so she didn't dare to stay for a day after the separation of the family, so she immediately sent her back to the mansion.

For this, both aunts were embarrassed, and Chu Yu felt a little embarrassed.

Although he was a little dissatisfied with Zhao Jia, since his mother-in-law told her, Chu Yu was completely unspeakable and sent Xicai around him to the East Mansion.

Before night, the room gradually became darker.

Li looked up at the window and frowned and said, "It seems like it's cloudy, isn't it going to snow?"

Chu Yu was a little worried when Li said this. She was afraid that her mother-in-law would not show her face and comforted her: "The old man has been leaving for more than half a day and has already left the capital for a hundred miles. Even if the capital is cloudy, it will be fine."

Li nodded slightly and said, "I would like to lend you auspicious words. If that were the case, it would be very cold this day. If it snows, it would be a big deal..."

On the official road from Nankou to Badaling, Cao Yong, Wei Hei and others rode their horses.

Although the sky is cloudy and the sun is covered, it is not as warm as noon. However, because of the fast horse galloping, it doesn't make people feel cold. Cao Yong wears much and sweats are already on his forehead.

In front is Juyongwai Town. I will set foot here tonight.

When he arrived outside the station, Cao Yong sneezed heavily before he got off the horse.

Wei Hei looked up at the sky, with a little worry on his face and said, "Young Master, look at the dark clouds that are thick enough. If the wind doesn't blow at night, it will be a big snowfall."

Cao Yong dismounted, nodded, and said, "If that were the case, maybe it would be delayed on the road. It would be fine if you go down inside and outside the pass, I just hope you can go down less outside the pass."

When I was hitting the top of the Nankou Station at noon, I heard people there mention that the heavy snow outside the mouth was three feet deep. If that were the case, even people would not be able to stand it.

The ranch in Taipu Temple is not bad. If there are livestock dead, it is just the royal family who use horses to tighten. The Eight Banners Ranch is the main source of horses in the court.

It is fifty-four years now, and I don’t know how long we have to go before the rebellion in the northwest. If the war is extended due to horses, the people will be exhausted and the people will suffer in the end.

After entering the post station, Zhao Tong went to say hello to the postmaster. In addition to preparing Cao Yong to go to the room, he also specially asked someone to make ginger soup to deliver it.

Although they were galloping fast, during supper, Nalan Chengping and his group arrived.

This is also impossible. If you go out of Beijing and go to Zhangjiakou, you have to walk this official road. Only when you get outside Zhangjiakou, Cao Yong and others go to Taipu Temple Ranch and the Ministry of War to the Eight Banners Ranch can you break the way.

Because he was careful, Wei Hei asked someone to stare at the other side to prevent the other party from having anything wrong with him. However, since he had not arrived in Mongolia, the other party followed other officials of the Ministry of War. I think he would not make any moves at this time, just just in case.

After entering the house, Cao Yong went to the big sweater outside, and Xiaoman had already picked up ginger soup from the kitchen of the inn to deliver it.

Cao Yong brought a bowl and drank it all, but he felt much more comfortable, but he kept sneezing.

Xiaoman saw him, handed over the towel, and said with a smile: "Look at the old man getting off the horse, he started sneezing. It was his wife and grandma talking to each other."

Cao Yong took the towel and wiped his nose, feeling his right eyelid twitching.

Although there is a saying, "The left eye twitches wealth, and the right eye twitches disaster", Cao Yong didn't believe it very much. He rubbed his forehead, guessing that he might have rested late last night and got up early this morning...

Capital, Jinyu Hutong, Thirteenth Prince's Mansion.

The Thirteenth Prince personally sent Zhiran out the gate, looked at the dark sky, and said, "Little Master, looking at the sky, it seems like it is going to snow. Can you drive you back, right?"

Zhiran shook his head and said, "No need to worry, the little monk and the Thirteenth Master were playing in a game between the square inch for half a day, and were about to move their muscles and bones."

The Thirteenth Prince said with a smile on his face, "I haven't played chess so happily for a long time. If the little master doesn't dislike my vulgarity, he will have to do more."

Zhiran clasped his hands together and said, "But I have a destiny, how dare I not do this? If the Thirteenth Master is hospitalized, the little monk should come uninvited."

"Haha, it's better to come uninvited. I didn't expect that I was so lucky that I could still make such a beautiful and beautiful friend like the young master." The Thirteenth Prince couldn't help but applaud.

Seeing that the gloomy aura was dissipated from his face, Zhiran felt relieved, nodded slightly, turned around and left.

The Thirteenth Prince looked at Zhiran's back, but his face gradually lost his smile.

I am just a coward. When I heard the little monk mention the temples in Xishan, I was obviously moved, but I didn’t have the courage to leave the city.

Zhiran walked on the road, thinking about the gloomy eyes when he first met the Thirteenth Prince. So what if he was born with a noble family, he would be as comfortable as a monk...

Just as he was thinking, he had already reached the intersection, and he felt a "touch" sound, as if he had hit something.
Chapter completed!