Shengze Town is recommended as the number one town in Wujiang in the "Wujiang County Chronicles", six miles away from Wangjiangjing Town, Jiashan, Pinghu to the east, Xinshi to the west, Zhouqian, Shimen, Tongxiang to the south, Wangdian, Puyuan to the south, Chendang, Puyang to the north, Mudu.

The Ling family in Dashun started from the Yangtze River Delta, from the outside to the inside, and for a hundred years, the ancestral tomb was in Jiaxing further south. In fact, the history of this time and space was slightly different from previous dynasties, and eventually evolved into this pattern. The geographical environment was not exactly the same as that of any dynasty in Jia Cong's previous life, and there were differences.

There are thousands of residents in the town, and there are many people who bring their own ships. The waterways of Jiangnan towns are densely packed with waterways. Merchants can travel to Hangzhou, Huzhou, Suzhou, and Songjiang. Shengze Town is the most famous for silk, with merchants gathering. Take the entire Suzhou Prefecture as an example. The eastern half of Suzhou Prefecture is the silk industry.

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Jiangnan is a rainy area. When the winter rain falls into the bones, it enters the alley with pink walls and black tiles. The clouds cover the sky. The drizzle comes from distant mountains and waters at a speed visible to the naked eye. Xing Xiuyan opens the oil umbrella, Sun Fu and Long Aotian don’t bring umbrellas, and covers them with their bags. Xing Xiuyan holds the umbrellas over, and they only have bitter faces to envy.

Many days of studying abroad have to be spent on traveling. Jia Cong was not very young at this time. After the Guiyou provincial examination, he failed the Jiaxu examination. Now, the days have been in winter for a long time. After the year of Yihai, the year of the void is still eleven.

Guan Chaosheng said goodbye from Yangzhou and returned to Shanyin, and agreed to see him again in Suzhou. Their luggage box was removed from the ship and hired someone to carry it. Xing’s mother nagged all the way to the Xing family courtyard. When the sky cleared again, Xing Xiuyan put on an umbrella: "Brother Cong, please, you are passing by the capital, why should you bring something?"

The blue bricks and tiles that caught my eye, the old horse-headed wall, the building was built inside, and the same old lattice windows. Xing's mother asked her daughter to take her nephew into the house, while she couldn't hide her gifts happily. "I have sealed a few small bags from the golden naked son. You are really worried about being in trouble. Good nephew, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have thought of having a good New Year this year. My relatives don't come and stay for a few more days."

"It's like giving my aunt and uncle a New Year gift in advance. I'll go to the city in a few days, so it may not be too long." Jia Cong looked around. There was no loom in the bottom window. They weaving cloth should be on the side floor. Xing Xiuyan arranged the horses, Sun Fulong Aotian, made a meal and came in, looked at him, and whispered: "We have little family, don't have much knowledge. You are a serious scholar. If your parents say something wrong, don't take it to your heart."

A few plates of cabbage, radish, fish, and rice. Jia Cong shook his sore wrists and stopped the brush writing the letter. Even after saying it was okay, Xing Xiuyan asked Sun Fu and the others if they were eating. Jia Cong said, "Don't worry about them, they will go out later, and they can eat outside... Just on the way, I heard that your family is a bit difficult?"

"It won't be starved to death." Xing Xiuyan refused to eat it himself and said reservedly: "It was not so shabby. In the past few years, my family also rented a few acres of land in Guangfu Town. The rent was enough to survive. Then my aunt got married. My father took it over and got a fortune. My father was addicted to the gambling house. Whoever had no major illness or minor disasters slowly sold the land, rented Panxiang Temple for ten years, and opened a shop... The temple owner went north and we came to Shengze again. If you weren't here, I would have forgotten..."

The cabbage from the north was transplanted from the south. It was impossible to tell that this cousin was a person who went to the hall and the kitchen. Jia Cong slowly ate it and frowned slightly: "Not to talk about those, let's talk about it slowly. Is the owner of Panxiang Temple you are talking about Miaoyu? I have seen her in the capital."

"Yes, she has been neighbors with me for ten years, and she taught me poetry and books." Miaoyu originally wanted to ask him about Miaoyu's recent situation. Seeing that he finished eating, she suddenly stopped and Jia Cong served tea and rinsed his mouth, "Is the home yard of Bermuqiao still there?"

"Guijiayuan is Liu Rushi's former residence, and someone has bought it to open a gambling house." Xing Xiuyan didn't know what he asked about this, but Jia Cong heard it and said he was not interested. Later, Xing's mother came in to chat with her again. Jia Cong ordered Sun Fu and Long Aotian to send a letter out.

Xing's mother looked him up and down and smiled, "Just live in peace. I just chose the seeds of cotton. We have many taboos here, and we are even more busy in summer. We can't enter the silkworm room on the east side. It's said that it's not good to see strangers, and the worship of Laizu will not bless you... The bathhouse is on the side of the dog, but it's a bit old. I'll call a few craftsmen to repair it tomorrow. You are the young master and you know the etiquette more than your aunt..."

After saying that, after thinking about it, he came out to the silkworm room to incense for Empress Lazu. Xing's mother went to the daughter's embroidery building anxiously. The mother and daughter talked for a while. Xing's mother said worriedly: "Look at this nephew, he was still quiet and obedient when he entered the door. Why did he ungrateful and provoke the people who fought? Sheng Ze is not Jinling, and the four major families are rampant. After all, the young master's temper is the one who is leaving. If that person causes trouble for us, how can he have a good life!"

"Mom praised him for being good when she saw Yinzi..." Xing Xiuyan smiled faintly. At this time, the dogs barked downstairs, and they came out. The middle sky was inlaid in the middle of the sky. The man was scolding the dog. The other was Jing Jia Chang's voice. Xing's mother came out without any anger and shouted downstairs: "You are the one who is drinking Huang Tang and snatching the dead body. You just died in the yard and don't come back. The nephew has come from all the way, and I don't know!"

"What?" Xing Zhong staggered into the yard and climbed up the stairs and said, "Big nephew or little nephew? Where is it? My uncle goes to see him..."

Xing's mother lowered her voice: "Little nephew, I'm busy with water and land. The baby boy I gave me was eight coins. Is that real gold? Do you still let people sleep?"

Jing Jiachang shook his head unluckyly: "Hey, don't you keep me to drink water? I'm wasting my kindness to talk to you. The ancestor's Duke was bribed by Master Wei of Huating. If he went to Shengze and Wei of Wei, you would be able to negotiate the land, wouldn't it be the same? Who wouldn't know that the person is a Hanlin family? He has been a teacher for Master Wei of Long Sui... Okay, I'll talk about it, it's bad luck..."

"Master Jing should leave a drink of porridge." Xing's mother was going downstairs. Chief Jing Jia had closed the door and left. The big black dog was still barking. Xing's mother was worried about gains and losses for a while and cursed her man. She wanted to say that although Xing Zhong was addicted to gambling, the family was not irritable. He even called Dequan the word "dequan". When he entered the building, he praised: "Madam is doing this well and smart. She will leave her nephew and we will defect in a few years."

"Smart?" Xing's mother raised her voice unconsciously and said, "If I were smart, I wouldn't marry you."

"Yes, yes, yes." Xing Zhong nodded constantly, drunkenly, Xing's mother drove him away disgustedly and refused to enter the room. The old couple were both happy and afraid. They were poor and short-sighted, and thin and long-haired. They all felt that Jia Cong was too reckless in dealing with people who fought for business, and helped them and caused trouble. After all, no matter how powerful Jia Cong was, he was still a child. How could a child be a scholar?
Chapter completed!