Xing's mother was just angry for a moment, and Xing Zhong took her from the underworld and returned to the living room after a few words: "Bi's family gave her 800 taels of silver. At that time, Chief Jing Jia was on the sidelines and the county magistrate said that he could not make trouble again in the future."

Eleven households are one family, ten families are one mile. Jing Jia Chang has the right to inquire about the matters of the Xing family. After Jia Chang's quarantine, he recorded that the Xing family had no land, so he would not count the tax on a mu. The land was spread to the gentry and landlords. Zhang Juzheng played the one-whip method and took the exam to achieve the method. There were many disadvantages, but the effect was significant. The benefits outweighed the disadvantages. Unfortunately, Zhang Juzheng only had ten years in power. After his death, he was liquidated by Wanli and changed his course. After Zhang Juzheng, the Ming Dynasty could no longer revive. The Shun Dynasty was able to do so with such a big fanfare, which was nothing more than the strengthening of autocracy and the emperor's military power.

"That's twenty acres of land, at least a thousand taels, and every inch of land in Shengze is worth every inch of land. This is not a long-term solution..." Xing's mother criticized her.

"It won't be long-term if you don't sell it. It's time-consuming and labor-intensive to fetch water downstream or rivers. It's time-consuming and labor-intensive. It's also a lot of trouble. Experts who buy manure and tenants with cattle can coerce and tempt for a long time?" Xing Zhong sipped a sip of pancake wine. "You can't blame my nephew. I'm used to bullying and dominating the market. Sooner or later, I'll just sell it. In my opinion, it's serious to use this little money to run a wine shop."

Ming, Shun did not impose alcohol taxes, and alcohol became a daily drink for officials and people. Jia Cong thought the wine shop was not bad. Xing’s mother complained: “If you can make a living in a serious manner, you are afraid that you will bet on all your belongings and eat them all. How can you live?”

Xing Xiuyan patted his mother's back and gave him a calm breath. She kept her head down and did not interrupt. She stared at Jia Cong with her rotating eyes, Xing Zhong and Xing's mother also looked over. Xing Xiuyan said in a plain tone: "Good brother, you must have a way, right?"

"It's almost done." As soon as Jia Cong finished speaking, Long Aotian walked in: "Master Cong, the master of the Mansion has received two letters. This was sent by the mansion of the Mansion."

After Jia Cong read it, Xing's mother said excitedly: "Is it the master of the Suzhou Prefecture? Do you know him?"

"Yes." Jia Cong said: "Chen Futai is the examiner of our college. He usually has good friendship with me. Recently, Shiwen has also relied on his letters to guide him..."

"You are too good at selling medicine, why didn't you say it earlier? If you have the relationship with the Master of Futai, are you still afraid of the county magistrate? And my aunt heard that the Master of Futai is also from Huating, and he will definitely be able to handle it..." Xing's mother pretended to be unhappy. The more she looked at Jia Cong, the more she was a treasure. Xing Zhong narrowed her eyes, but Xing Xiuyan was embarrassed.

...

The architectural layout of Jiangnan generally does not pay attention to orientation, and is mostly enclosed unit courtyards, with the left, middle and right as unit combinations, brick, stone, wood, carved beams, painted buildings, luxury, wealth, palace transformation, wall opening and leaking windows, and horse head wall fireproofing.

In front of the living room and study, the pond is chiseled and flowers are grown. There are preparations between the units, namely, the walls are intersecting, fire prevention and patrol.

When the Duke of Zu met his sister, the housekeeper pulled him to Bei Nong, and said angrily and helplessly: "It's not possible, the master of the Mansion does not agree with the case, and secretly asked the magistrate of Wujiang to retrial..."

The ancestor duke said gloomyly: "What's the result?"

"The county lord is in a difficult situation and is struggling. Master, the young master just received the letter and was unwilling to give up, but the young master of Huating said that he made the decision. The 130 acres of land and the 20 acres of Xing's family, a total of 150 acres, to give it to their family... I don't know how they discussed it, but they actually agreed." The housekeeper was unwilling to accept it, and had a lot of money and water in charge of Sheng Ze's rent, but he was powerless, so he cursed that there was water in his head.

"This matter is just a matter of the matter? I still have 120 acres of money? I... I am very lucky and loyal." The ancestor duke could only sigh to the sky.

...

A few days later, Xing Zhong brought a pot of wine, went into the yard to latch the door, and walked to Jia Cong's door crookedly. Xing's mother was busy working on the kitchen stove. When she saw it, she stuck her head out of the window and turned her eyes: "Where are your daughter and nephew grinding poetry and books? What are you mixed with?"

"Oh..." Xing Zhong turned back to the kitchen, and calculated carefully with a smile: "I gave Yaxing money and asked them to recruit people, one hundred and fifty acres of land, fifty acres of mulberry trees, fifty acres of cotton and wheat, fifty acres of leftover, fifty acres of leftover, near the lake, and a lot of water. My nephew suggested that half raise grass carp, silver carp, oysters... and half raise chickens, ducks and geese, and buy Kunshan variety Sanhuang chicken..."

Xing's mother muttered: "Whose name is entrusted to the land documentary?"

"Of course it's under our Xing family."

"You are stupid!" Xing's mother pinched and twisted her husband's arm: "That's not the need to pay the autumn grain and pay taxes? The Wujiang County Government's tolerance group that was not full of food was connected to Lijia, and this was a large sum of money for hiring people, chickens, ducks, geese, fish, manure, cows, sulfur, wheat, corn... and another sum, how much is left? Will you settle the score?"

Xing Zhong frowned: "My nephew is not an official outside. If he is invested in his name, he will still have to pay taxes except for the exemption of the second Ding tax..."

"If he becomes an official in the future, we won't have to hand over it? It's better to be voted under his name by then." Xing's mother made a porridge and calculated carefully: "At this time, they will be in love with their cousins. In a few years, whether to be a concubine or a wife, there will be one to come first and then."

Whether he is a concubine or a wife, he is unable to manage this hundred and fifty acres of land, and it is impossible to be poor. Xing Zhong nodded and said, "That land was given to his nephew. At that time, the money of the big head will be his... Steam two more crucian carp, two plates of spinach, mustard greens, and Laba porridge should be prepared."

...

Xing Xiuyan sat on the edge of the bed, holding a book in her hand, wearing a newly bought moon dress, tied an antique fallen horse bun, putting on a armor, and putting a book on her chin: "Are you going to the capital city after the New Year? Or are you going?"

"It should be soon. I have to go and see how they manage it. This is related to the money of both of you and me, your future dowry, and my social engagements." Jia Cong wrote a paragraph and said that his hair was messy. Xing Xiuyan got up and brought the makeup box to him, and gave him a head, and placed the bronze mirror on the table. Jia Cong sat in front and Xing Xiuyan combed the back. She bent down and put the chest of Bi Jia touched Jia Cong's neck.

Xing Xiuyan thought for a while and said, "The rich families all have girls with all their families. If you were a scholar, do you have all their families?"

Then he saw Jia Cong in the bronze mirror with pure eyes: "No! No! Now I don't know what it means to connect to the room... Oh, Sister Xing, are you hiding two steamed buns? I feel so soft."

Bang!

Xing Xiuyan blushed, threw down the caster, turned around and left. Jia Cong grabbed her hand, "Don't let it go, just make a joke with you, you will be annoyed. We will go to see our land kingdom tomorrow."

She turned around and thought for a while, and said quietly: "You are familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, and you are familiar with the worldly principles. How could you not know those things? But I... I am not a person with the Shuiyan Poplar."

After thinking about it, he secretly regretted that he was originally calm and he helped them a lot, which was not worth annoying. Xing Xiuyan chuckled softly and said, "Do you want to eat?"

Jia Cong was very active and pulled her to sit down, "Rouge is made of flowers, and flowers can be eaten with wine. Do you know? Why don't we try it?"
Chapter completed!