Chapter 515: Injustice

Cao Mansion, East Courtyard, Main House.

Zhao Jia sat cross-legged on the kang, leaning on the kang table with her elbows to eat cigarettes. Cao Song sat on the chair to the west, while Jinghui stood in the east.

When Zhao Jia heard his son ask about the snack shop, he put down the cigarette pouch in his hand, glanced at Jinghui, and then said to Cao Song with a little pride, "I was just about to tell you this. The shop where your brother and wife came to dowry is in Dongsi Pailou. I heard that the location is very good. I thought, we also opened a bun shop. 'Live for a lifetime, food and clothing'. I think this food business is good."

Seeing his mother's expression, Cao Song couldn't help but frown and said, "Mother, the mansion is not short of money, why are you doing this? If you don't know, you think we are deliberately trying to wipe out our sister-in-law's face."

Although Zhao Jia has been thinking about how to make money these days, she is also somewhat worried.

Although she is happy and free when the big house is separated, she no longer has to rely on others to rest on her sons' future, after all, she still has to take care of her father and son who are the eldest son.

Living at home requires money everywhere. Especially after the separation of the family, you have to handle marriages, funerals, and relationships by yourself. There are more places to use money.

Although there are several farms that can make some inputs every year, they are a little tight.

Zhaojia is now widowed and has no other thoughts. She hopes that her son will make a comeback soon, that her daughter will grow up and marry a good family, so that she can be the old Fengjun who can enjoy peace of mind.

Nowadays, you can do anything, but you can’t lack money.

If you are so shabby, even if you go to visit your relatives, it will be annoying.

Besides, she grew up so old that she lived a wealthy life, and she was always accustomed to being generous. In the past two years, she felt a little unsure after losing her husband, and she became closer to the silver.

She is a little bit arrogant and loves face. Even though she is frugal, she is unwilling to feel wronged about food, clothing and expenses. In addition, she knows that Daoxiangcun's business is good, so she is all-out to do business.

After listening to his son's words, Zhao Jia thought for a while. He raised his head and said, "If you are afraid that Brother Yong's daughter-in-law will be too concerned, then let's go and give her a prophet? It's just that we can borrow some people from her shop to avoid looking for it like a headless flies."

After hearing this, Cao Song waved his hand and said, "Mother, don't interfere! If you don't talk about other places, just say that there is a sister-in-law's snack shop on Dongsi Pailou. Even if you want to do business, you should avoid it. If you can't make a little money, it's a joke."

Zhao Jia has been doing some work for a while, and Tong Ruhui has also said hello, how can she stop like this?

She put the tobacco pot in her hand on the kang table and frowned and said, "What's this? Could it be that my daughter-in-law can open a bun shop? I can't open it? No matter how good her business in the shop is, she can still make up the business in Sijiucheng. What should I avoid? I agreed with Ruhui and wanted to share her 20% of the shop rent and pollen money. Can the water splashed out be taken back? When we didn't separate the family earlier, because Brother Yong'er's wife was a princess, my aunt had to respect her; now we have separated, why should we live a life based on her face?"

Seeing that his mother was determined to be alone, Cao Song shook his head and said, "Mother, my son is old, and there is no reason why he always worrys about the outside world. Let's wait and see. I will ask Xiong Ren to go to Dongsi Pailou tomorrow, and I might find any profitable business."

Zhao Jia frowned and said, "This is not a child's word? Is this easy to do business? I have also thought that the silk shop is more decent than this bun shop. However, the goods are precious and cost-effective, so I have to make people purchase goods from Suzhou and Hangzhou, which is too difficult."

Cao Song said for a while, and saw that his mother was still like this, he clenched his fists vigorously. He said, "No matter what, this bun shop cannot be opened. If my mother really wants to do a food business, she will open a restaurant or a teahouse. There will be no fewer people eating and drinking tea than those who eat steamed buns."

Zhao Jia hesitated for a moment and wanted to speak.

Cao Song had already made up his mind to not let his mother open a snack shop. He was afraid that she would nag again, so he changed his mind and said, "Where are brothers and sisters, why don't you set rules with your mother?"

Zhao Jia said casually: "Your cousin is in bad health, I told her not to come all day long."

Jinghui had never complained about anything by Cao Song, but after one month of marriage, she got up and went to Zhaojia to serve her every day before dawn; she could only return to her house until late at night.

Although Cao Song knew this was the rule, he couldn't help feeling distressed when he saw his wife's face losing weight.

"Don't worry about being weak but not being uneven." Cao Song originally wanted to ask his mother to take care of Jinghui more, but when he spoke, he stopped.

Zhao Jia was so annoyed that he had made a marriage concealed from Jinghui's identity.

Jinghui's dowry was quite decent, and the Fucha family really treated her as a daughter. The "single nine", "single nine" and "single nine" all sent people to see Jinghui.

Especially when doing the "Double Nine", it was very grand and I made a special trip to pick up Jinghui and Cao Song for a drink.

Zhao Jia felt much more relieved when she saw it. Although she was not close to Jinghui on weekdays, she did not deliberately make things difficult for her.

Even if she had any complaints, she just kept Jinghui on her back and chatted with Cao Song twice.

Cao Song was afraid of her mother and didn't want her to be too careless, so he blamed Jinghui for her, so he swallowed the words of pleading for his wife and said, "Mother, after two days, I will send Jinghui back to my father-in-law's house to live in the 'stay of the moon'. A few days ago, I met my father-in-law at the third sister's mansion, and his father-in-law also mentioned this."

After hearing this, Zhao Jia hesitated for a moment and said, "The next one is your birthday. The Great Empress Tiandi dialect, isn't it too hurrying? On the 26th, it's the day when your brother and wife return to their parents' home."

Cao Song said: "From the father-in-law's opinion, my mother-in-law has been talking about it several times. We got married in the third brother and the others, and we did not have the principle of living in the 'moon' behind them. Let's decide on the day after tomorrow. I will let someone tell the mansion there tomorrow."

Listening to her husband and mother-in-law, Jinghui always looked at her nose and her nose, standing quietly without saying a word.

Zhao Jia glanced at her wife and felt a little uncomfortable. She really couldn't stand her rules.

These rules are enough, but they are like wooden piles, without any cleverness, and they also make people feel bored when they look at them.

It's strange to say that when his son didn't say he was kinship, Zhao Jia was looking forward to finding a Chu Yu who is as gentle as a handsome man, gentle and virtuous as he could make people worry-free.

When Jinghui comes in, she keeps politeness in everything so that people can’t make mistakes, but Zhao Jia is not interested.

She still thinks that her wife should be more cheerful and generous, otherwise she would lower her head all day long and would not know what she was thinking.

However, Zhao Jia is so "rule" in her daughter-in-law, so she is naturally afraid of being underestimated, so she also holds up a stubborn and becomes a mother-in-law with a stern look.

Now, since Cao Song mentioned that he would send his wife back to Fucha's house to "stay in the moon", Zhao Jia could not think of a reason to stop him, so he nodded reluctantly and said, "Well. Let's do it..."

After saying that, Zhao Jia felt a little regretful.

For more than a month, Jinghui has told her about housework and trivial matters. She just flipped through the account book and ate the cigarette, making her life very worry-free.

Thinking of this, she said again: "...The family of the left and right is not far from our house, and it is cheap to walk back. You don't have to live in a full moon. If you stay for four or six days, come back..."

Ganqing Palace, Donghunting Pavilion.

Kangxi raised his left arm and looked at his left hand trembling slightly. He couldn't tell what it felt like.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, he could not deceive himself.

The so-called "Long Live Long Live Long Live Long Live Long Live Long Live" is just a self-deception. Where can there be immortal emperors in this world?

Kangxi was not giving up after all, so he reached out and grabbed the imperial pen on the kang table.

The moment he touched the pen, his heart couldn't help but lift it up, and his whole spirit was concentrated on the foot-long imperial pen in front of him.

Not to mention picking up, even closing your fingers and not even holding the pen holder.

Kangxi did not give up and held his left arm with his right hand. Try to use his left hand to strengthen his strength.

It's just a futile one.

After struggling for a while, his forehead was covered in thin sweat, and his left arm was exhausted and hung down weakly.

Kangxi, who was indescribable in his heart, closed his eyes slightly, as if an old monk had entered into meditation, motionless.

After a while, he opened his eyes and had already withdrawn his previous depression and returned to the emperor's majesty.

In the upper right corner of the kang table, there is a reviewed note, which was just delivered by the Minister Fu Erdan.

Staring at the note, Kangxi's originally majestic face showed a hint of mockery.

For a moment, Wei Zhu bowed in and said, "Report to Master Long Live, the 14th Prince and the Second Beile have arrived, waiting outside the door."

Kangxi did not immediately call him, but asked, "Wei Zhu, I ask you, has the ninth prince sent a gift to your house recently?"

Although Wei Zhu is the deputy chief eunuch in the Ganqing Palace, he has been vacant since Liang Jiugong was convicted, so he is actually the most useful eunuch in front of the imperial court.

In recent years, countless people have cursed Wei Zhu and given him gifts.

Wei Zhu started as a young eunuch and witnessed Liang Jiugong's loss of power with his own eyes, so he naturally became more careful in his heart.

When things happen outside, they report to the emperor's master in every matter; when things happen in front of the emperor are gold, silver, or princes, they are willing to say "一" more.

This "loyalty" was naturally beneficial to Kangxi.

As an emperor, he was above and above, and what he could see and hear was limited.

Wei Zhu heard rumors about local officials from outside, and the market was idle, and it was reported to Kangxi, which made him feel novel and interesting.

Therefore, he asked Wei Zhu to let go of his hands and feet, accept gifts when he should receive them, and treat them when he should eat. At the same time, he also had an intention, that is, to use the touchstone of Wei Zhu, to let those who have ulterior motives show their own actions.

After hearing this, Wei Zhu knelt down and replied: "Go back to Master Long Sui, the ninth prince sent someone to send me five thousand taels of silver before the Lantern Festival. I was working in the palace and didn't know about this. I only got the news from outside yesterday and was thinking about asking Master Long Sui to ask Master Long Sui, will I collect the silver?"

"Five thousand taels..." Kangxi pondered and said, "The ninth prince gave you the same year, the total amount is 10,000 taels..."

The ninth prince's title is Gushan Beizi, with an annual salary of 1,300 taels of silver.

"Is it really a good thing for me to see, my brothers and sisters are deeply in love?" Kangxi looked at his left arm, and thought that he was old, but the princes were young and strong, and he couldn't help but feel irritated.

He frowned slightly, raised his right hand, waved at Wei Zhu, and said, "Tell them both come in."

"Yeah!" Wei Zhu responded, got up and retreated.

Outside the Ganqing Palace, the fourteenth prince and Hongxi were already a little anxious.

Although the second prince was encircled, Hongxi moved to the prince because of Kangxi's favor. No matter how annoyed his son, Kangxi was still as warm as ever to the eldest grandson.

Hongxi is over the age of 2008, and has already withdrawn his youth and become more cautious in his words and actions.

The changes over the years also made him realize that everything was empty and that only the grandfather’s honor and favor were real.

Only those who climb on that chair have the right to decide the life, death, honor and disgrace of others.

No matter what he was thinking in his heart, Hongxi's face was not obvious, and a humble smile appeared, and he whispered to greet the 14th Prince.

The 14th Prince responded, and he was also very speculating in his heart.

Before and after the New Year, every time he went to the imperial court to pay his respects, he would probably see Hong Xi there.

Although the emperor's father treats him warmly, it is different from the kindness he loves to the eldest grandson.

Thinking of Hongxi's usual behavior, grinding ink for Kangxi, pinching his back, etc., the 14th Prince was really fucked.

If there is no father and son in the Tian family, then there will be grandparents and grandchildren?

What is the land that Hongxi plans? Why did the emperor’s father do this?

Is it because of the friendship between the queen Yuan and the second prince who has been abolished twice, loves the house and cares about the eldest grandson; or is it because he is old and wants to train another crown prince with his own hands?

In the past, after the prince passed by the Emperor Taizu of Ming, more than 20 sons were not established, and the emperor's grandson was established, which triggered the "Jingnan Battle"; Emperor Ah Ma, if you had this idea, wouldn't you be afraid of repeating the same mistakes...

When the 14th Prince thought of this, his eyes looked at Hongxi with a strange look...
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