Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Chapter 33

Wei Yao said a lot of nonsense just now, the most wrong one was that Yu Hanzhao and Wei Ji are more suitable.

As the two outstanding families of military generals in North Vietnam, if Wei's major general married Yu's, how could the Sima's young emperor sleep well?
On the contrary, Wei Ji chose the Xie family, who has been noble for generations, has a prominent reputation, but has declined in power, to marry, so that the Sima family can feel at ease.

The three sons and wives Wei Cang chose were wonderful.

Seeing that Xie Zhijun suddenly started to think, Mrs. Zheng stopped talking. The carriage was quiet for a while before Xie Zhijun came back to her senses.

She smiled and said: "I know, I just chatted with the second sister-in-law and found her quite cute."

This description was a bit funny, and Madam Zheng also laughed.

"The two young ladies can live in harmony, and the lady will be happy."

Xie Zhijun asked her about the conditions of Cui Ji and Shen Wenru, and about Chunshan, and stopped talking.

The carriage went all the way to the south, and soon passed the newly renovated Nanyang Long Street. Xie Zhijun lifted the curtain and quietly looked at the scenery outside.

Everything in Yezhou seems to be new. The refurbished houses, buildings and streets seem to herald the new life of Yezhou.

In a daze, Xie Zhijun saw the familiar guise.

Xie Zhijun and Mrs. Zheng said with a smile, "I never thought my grain shop was on Nanyang Street."

This grain store is in charge of Uncle Badang, and Xie Zhiyun has never intervened, so he never knows where it is.

Mrs. Zheng is more familiar than her: "The rice shop in the young lady's natal family is affordable, and the rice from the paddy fields is also delicious. The neighbors like to buy it."

There was some traffic ahead, and the carriage stopped slowly.

The window of the carriage was facing the gate of Xie's Grain Shop, so Xie Zhiyun looked inside the Grain Shop.

As soon as I saw it, there were indeed many people in the neighborhood who were buying rice, and some came to sell rice with sacks on their backs. Xie Zhiyun looked carefully, and they all came out of the grain shop satisfied.

There were two shop assistants standing in the grain shop, busy all the time, and a man who looked like a butler was standing behind the counter and was doing calculations very seriously.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a brocade robe and a gauze crown entered the grain shop with his hands behind his back.

Not only the two guys, but even the shopkeeper came forward with a flattering smile and greeted the man.

Xie Zhiyun frowned.

This middle-aged man is none other than his eighth cousin Xie Xi.

Usually, Uncle Badang often went to the old house to meet his father, and occasionally Xie Zhiyun could also see him, and the family had dinner to talk about common affairs.

In Xie Zhijun's memory, Uncle Ba Tang was indifferent and elegant, with plain clothes and thin belts, never extravagant.

He was also humble in his words, as if he was ashamed of himself in front of Xie Yuan, and he didn't dare to publicize himself at all.

However, at this moment, Xie Xi, whom Xie Zhijun saw, was dressed gorgeously, and he was so arrogant when pointing to the clerks and shopkeepers, without any humility at all.

Xie Zhijun was looking fascinated, but the carriage was driving slowly, the scenery on the street changed, and the grain shop was quickly left behind.

Seeing that she had been staring at the grain store, Mrs. Zheng calmed down, consciously not talking much.

When the carriage pulled out of Nanque Gate, Xie Zhijun let go of the hand holding the curtain of the carriage, turned around and sat back on the couch.

The smile on her face was as elegant as ever, making it hard to see her emotions clearly.

"I didn't expect the business to be quite good," Xie Zhijun said with a smile, "It was a surprise to see Uncle Badang just now."

Madam Zheng also laughed, "It's a coincidence."

Xie Zhiyun asked casually: "Madam Zheng, do you know Uncle Batang?"

"Our village has its own rice and grain, and we don't lack anything, but we don't have a chance to buy rice from the Xie's Grain Shop," Mrs. Zheng said without leaking, "But because of the relationship between in-laws, I occasionally meet when I go out and walk, and I will say a few words. talk."

Mrs. Zheng said: "Master Eighth is a polite person, he is very considerate to our family, and he is nodding acquaintance with the Chief Steward and Butler You Er."

Xie Zhiyun's smile remained unchanged, and said: "This is a good thing."

Xie Xi and the housekeepers and wives of the Wei family can talk to each other, which Xie Zhiyun never knew. It seems that the grain store in Yezhou was handed over to Uncle Badang, and it was the right person.

She was thinking in her heart, but she said something else: "How long will it take for Yongfeng warehouse to arrive?"

Mrs. Zheng said: "Yongfeng Warehouse is in Yongfeng Village in the southern suburbs. You can get there in about two or three quarters from Nanque Gate."

When he had time, Xie Zhiyun closed his eyes and rested his mind, and stopped talking.

When they arrived in front of Yongfeng warehouse, the carriage stopped for a while. Xie Zhiyun heard Butler You Er talking to the soldiers guarding the gate, and the carriage continued to drive in just for a cup of tea.

"Because there are often carriages, there is no threshold at the gate of Yongfeng warehouse, and carriages can go straight in and out."

Madam Zheng explained.

Xie Zhiyun nodded, but this time he was not curious.

She didn't open the curtain to look around, but just sat there quietly, and only raised her eyes when the carriage came to a complete stop.

There were conversations outside again, and when the voices subsided, the voice of housekeeper You Er sounded: "Young Madam, Yongfeng Warehouse has arrived."

Xie Zhiyun was helped out of the carriage by Mrs. Zheng, and was immediately speechless by the scene in front of her.

There are more than [-] granaries in Yongfeng Cang alone. The granaries are cylindrical with pointed tops, like fortresses, standing on the endless plain.

It used to be the largest granary in the pre-Qin period. Later, due to the war, the population was displaced, and the land tax could not be collected. It was abandoned in the early years.

Later, Duke Su's government settled in Yezhou, and a large number of people followed Su Guogong to Yezhou, multiplied, cultivated and planted, and Yezhou soon stabilized.

Wei Cang was very far-sighted. The first thing he did when he came to Yezhou was not to repair Su Guogong's mansion, but to have someone repair Yongfeng warehouse.

As it turns out, his decision was correct.

Now the warehouses in Yongfeng are abundant and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Everyone has confidence in their hearts. When there is food and rice, they are not afraid of anything.

It was the first time Xie Zhiyun saw such a large-scale granary, and it was hard not to be shocked by its grandeur. After being shocked, she sighed in her heart.

With such a granary standing in Yezhou, who would not feel at ease?

She quickly came back to her senses and looked at the middle-aged general standing behind Butler You Er.

He was about thirty or so years old, and he was wearing armor. Xie Zhiyun took a rough look at the shape of the armor on his body, and then smiled.

"But the head of grain and road?"

The Du Si was very surprised and hurriedly said: "Yes, my subordinate's surname is Zhang. He was dispatched under the command of the Major General before and met the Young Madam."

Xie Zhijun still had an elegant smile and was amiable.

"Zhang Dusi has worked hard, but in front of you is a granary with a damaged roof?"

Zhang Dusi said casually, "It's that granary."

After finishing speaking, he changed the subject, but said: "Young Madam, the granary is covered with dust and is in a mess, so please don't go in and look at it, Young Madam."

Xie Zhiyun looked at the locked door of the granary, thought for a while, but said, "I need to take a look."

She smiled at Yan Yan, and her tone was calm: "Since it is used to help the refugees, the amount of food must not be poor. Although I don't know much about military affairs, I can still tell if the food is good or bad."

"Since we're here, I still have to take a look," Xie Zhiyun said politely, "What does Zhang Dusi think?"

Zhang Dusi lowered his brows and eyes, making it difficult to see his emotions clearly.

"Yes, it's all at the young lady's order!"

(End of this chapter)