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Chapter 303

Nearly ten years have passed since Zeng Yunfeng came to Bianliang, Tokyo, and his daughters have become more and more graceful.

But as long as Zeng Yunfeng thinks that there are a few brats who will marry all his daughters away in the future, he will get angry.

But his three sons looked more funny than the other, and they didn't look like they could marry a daughter-in-law who was better than his own daughter.

If Wang Ruofu knew what he was thinking, he would call him his real father.

According to his eldest wife Wang Ruofu, the eldest son looks like a son but is actually a father; the second son looks like a son but is actually a nephew; the third son looks like a son but is actually a grandson.

The meaning of these words is very simple, that is, the eldest son, who speaks in a serious manner and quotes from the classics, does not look like a son at all.

The second son was scared of being beaten by Zeng Yunfeng since he was a child, and he felt alienated from Zeng Yunfeng, and he didn't dare to get close casually, more like a nephew.

On the other hand, the youngest son plays in front of the old grandmother all day long, like a little grandson. Of course, the youngest son is only ten years old now, and because he has no concubine, Zeng Yunfeng let him play and has less control over him.

After this year, the youngest son will probably go out to live on his own, and he will have to get him away from her grandmother. He has also made the family run wild since he was a child, and he is so mischievous that he is not inferior to Changfeng back then.

But this old mother likes the youngest son Changrong the most, there is no way, the eldest in the family likes the youngest, the next generation.

Now that the envoy of the Third Division and the Household Department is on the right track, Zeng Yunfeng doesn't need to worry about it anymore, as long as he doesn't go to court, he often places a call in the yamen and then slips away. He is not an official, but the yamen is still operating as usual.

Zeng Yunfeng would only come forward to host the year-end plan, and everyone said that Zeng Yunfeng was Emperor Renzong's pocketbook.

What Zeng Yunfeng thinks is that it is not a real money bag now, and when a commercial route to the sea of ​​the four northeastern island countries is opened up in the future, when the silver rushes in like flowing water, it will be a money bag at that time.

At that time, the trade route to Koryo will be opened up. At that time, countless wild goods and precious ginseng medicines from the Xing'an Mountains outside the Greater Xing'an Mountains will all flow in continuously, and the most powerful people in the Liao Kingdom will also be tied to the carriage of the Song Dynasty. superior.

Now the gradual improvement of smelting and casting technology throughout the Song Dynasty has led to a very serious problem, that is, the currencies of other countries have depreciated severely, and the depreciation is very severe.

The current situation is that the good money of Song Dynasty is frantically driving out the bad money of other countries.

Many countries do not use their own national currency. Now several countries including Xixia, Tubo, and Dali, including Korea, because their money is too expensive to buy good things, which further leads to a vicious circle.

Now people in neighboring countries mostly use the currency of the Song Dynasty, which is now Jiayou Tongbao.

Now the molds made of coins in the Song Dynasty are still made under the leadership of Zeng Yunfeng, who is supervised by the supervisor. The current hydraulic molds are extremely fast to make money. When copper resources from other countries arrive, it will be a naked robbery of money. up.

Today, after their children finished school, Zeng Yunfeng skipped work and sat in the hall drinking tea.

Qi Heng, the son of the Duke of Qi, ran to him again to show his courtesy.

Zeng Yunfeng wanted to tell him directly that his family and theirs were impossible, because the two old guys in their family didn't like his family at all, so he didn't have to give up.

And I don't like their family, and I want Qi Heng not to bother, and get out of here.

But people are like this, there are some things that cannot be said or spoken, Qi Heng has not directly proposed it yet, and Zeng Yunfeng has no way to refuse it now.

Zeng Yunfeng also saw his three daughters now, except for Rulan, all of them respected and loved this little prince.

But Zeng Yunfeng didn't want to see Qi Heng at all, and when chatting with the young father-in-law, he always had a match.

The little father-in-law got bored and left angrily. He didn't know what happened. After leaving, the little father-in-law came back again, saying that the handkerchief was lost.

Zeng Yunfeng didn't pay much attention to him and asked the eldest lady to help him find it, but at first when he saw the young man sitting down and looking at Minglan's ecstasy, it seemed to Zeng Yunfeng that he had lost his soul.

Seeing this scene, Zeng Yunfeng thought of something else. Now that the house has finally been quiet for a while, maybe it will be troublesome again, and there will probably be no end to this mess.

Zeng Yunfeng is used to calling the son of the family the second and third, and the daughter the second and third, but according to the current name, the son and the daughter discuss the seniority together, so they become the eldest girl, the second son, the third son, and the fourth son. Girl, fifth girl, sixth girl, seventh son.

Thinking about these things, Zeng Yunfeng was in a mess and decided to take a walk in the garden. He happened to meet the young man, one of his daughters, Ming Lan, and the daughter of Mrs. Yu. He also saw the young man in the garden. The look of being lost in the garden.

"Cough, cough!" Zeng Yunfeng coughed heavily.

The little father-in-law looked embarrassed.

Zeng Yunfeng sighed inwardly, it doesn't matter whether the person who came to serve the dish is white or black?It doesn't make any difference to me whether I look good or not.

Minglan is good at everything, and she is also very smart, but one thing is not good, that is, she likes to be clumsy and ghostly, probably because she was scared of it when she was a child, and she dare not be the first in everything.

She didn't even dare to practice handwriting well, which made her handwriting really unreadable. It was like something caught by a chicken, which was really embarrassing to his father.

This time Minglan was caught by Zhuang Xuejiao again, because her handwriting was so ugly that she couldn't do the homework handed in at all.

"Pedantry!" Minglan said nervously.

"Oh, your handwriting, tsk tsk, I can't bear to look at it, why haven't you learned anything about your father's character." Zhuang Xuexue touched his forehead and shook his head.

"Okay, the Yong character is finished, and the other characters are written well. This is Wang Youjun's method. You go and write the Yong character. If you write it well, you don't need to copy books today."

"Pedant, the student should copy the book! No matter what the pedant punishes, the student will accept it willingly." Ming Lan gritted her teeth.

"People, people have self-knowledge, well, your father was an envoy of salt and iron, then copy an article on salt and iron, and give it to me in three days!" Zhuang Xuejiao shook his head.

"Scholar, you are not wronging me. For these many words, please spare me one day, four days, four days! I will make a bowl of perch soup for the pedant, add Phoenix live chicken, and add a bowl of snow mountain White bamboo shoots." Ming Lan tempted
"Two bowls, two bowls of bamboo shoots! Only four days, no more!" Zhuang Xuexue swallowed and said, he stayed at Zeng Yunfeng's house for ten years and was reluctant to leave. Well, three is that the food here is delicious, he is also a glutton, and four is that he is sheltered.

The sixth girl's homework is basically not copied, but her gourmet trick can succeed every time.

Zeng Yunfeng can't take care of these grown-up daughters, and they don't tell him what's on their minds, they can only take care of their own affairs.

He bumped into Gongcai today, and he was very depressed, so he went to sleep in the study room at night.

Pushing the overturn mechanism of the house, Zeng Yunfeng went to the house in the next courtyard.

A woman skillfully stepped forward to take off his coat, hung it on the rack, and dusted it off.

"Do you hate me!" Zeng Yunfeng picked up the teacup on the table and said innocently.

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you for letting our flesh and blood be separated, so we can't see each other!" The woman bit her lip and said.

Zeng Yunfeng stood up and stretched out his hand to lift her chin to look at her flimsy face, and kissed her on the lips, leaving her shy and pink face.

"In this family, I am most worried about you. If I hadn't come back early last time, your life would have been gone. And you look soft, but in fact you will show off. This mansion seems to be a place of glory. The ground is actually a big black hole, and it is impossible to guard against conspiracy." Zeng Yunfeng sighed.

"I know! I know! Knowing your kindness, you try this perch snowflake soup, I made it myself!" The woman turned around and brought the dishes to the table and said.

"Well, the taste is really good, and the craftsmanship has improved!" Zeng Yunfeng picked it up and took a bite and praised.

"Minglan has been a little bit wrong recently, and I don't understand what my daughter's family is thinking. Guess, see if you can give me some advice. I'm afraid that she will fall in love at a young age and get out of hand!" Zeng Yunfeng said worriedly.

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