Reborn in the last years of Kangxi

Chapter 503

Jinghui was slightly taken aback when she heard her mother-in-law's question, and then said, "If you go back to your wife, it's on the street in front of Gulou."

"The Drum Tower area is such a good place!" Mrs. Zhao Jia touched her cigarette pot while talking, and said, "The shredded tobacco used in this house is bought from the shop on Gulou Yandai Xie Street. By the way, How big is this shop, how many fronts, how many back buildings, how spacious are the warehouses and accounting rooms?"

Seeing her mother-in-law so excited, Jing Hui felt rather strange.

Her dowry, in addition to the gorgeous decorations added by various houses, also included a small village with eight hectares of land and this shop bought for her by her aunt Yiergenjueluo's private house.

In the words of Ergenjue Luoshi, those decorations, clothes and jewelry are just to earn a face, and there must be some income in hand, so that the waist can be relaxed, and there is no need to make trouble for a few small money.

Jinghui is not a blunt person, looking at Zhao Jia's eyes shining, she can somewhat guess the reason.

After thinking about it for a while, she replied humbly: "The daughter-in-law has never been to see it, but she only knows that it is next to the tea farm, facing east and west, and there are three rooms in front of it."

"Only three rooms?" Zhao Jia's face was a little unsatisfactory after hearing this.

Among other things, she knew that the shop in Daoxiang Village on the other side of Chuyu's front door had seven door-to-door houses.When she went out to visit relatives before, she deliberately asked the driver to take a detour there to have a look.

That shop is very decent, and there is an endless stream of customers buying pastries, which is really exciting to watch.

Comparing the two, the three shops seem to be a little bit tied up.

Although he intends to use his daughter-in-law's shop for business, but after all it is a dowry, Mrs. Zhao Jia was thinking about how to speak, and then heard Jing Hui say: "...there is a silk shop over there now, and it has been signed for five years. The deed seems to be a Shanxi businessman who sent a gift to the mansion there last year..."

When Zhao Jia heard this, he couldn't help frowning, and said: "Who is renting a house here for five years at a time? Tomorrow, I will send someone to talk to that person and ask them to refund the rent. I have a lot of use for this shop. When the time comes, I will earn silver money, and I will share the flower powder money with you."

What Jinghui said earlier, although it was true, was partly to silence Zhao Jiashi.

Mrs. Zhao Jia has a temper that doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back. Sitting in front of her is her own tall daughter-in-law. How can she have those scruples?The opening is still open.

Jinghui was really in a bit of trouble. She set rules in front of Zhao Jia all day long and listened to her talking about Daoxiang Village for several months.No matter how clumsy he is, he can see that Zhao Jia's is envious of making money from Daoxiangcun's shop.

Now, just two days after we separated, Zhao Jia asked for a shop and what kind of business he planned to do. Isn't that obvious?
Although the long room and the second room were separated, they couldn't write two characters of "Cao" in one stroke. If the mother-in-law really opened a similar dim sum shop, it would be a joke to outsiders. I'm sorry to see my cousin and sister-in-law.

Seeing that she didn't say anything before, Zhao Jia still spoke, Jinghui's face showed a bit of trouble, and she whispered: "Madam, it's fine if you change to an ordinary merchant. If you want to take back the shop ahead of time, it's just to pay for it." The rent for a few months; now the businessman in this shop seems to have a connection with the palace..."

At the end, Jinghui's voice gradually lowered, and she felt "thumping" and "thumping" in her chest, as if she was about to jump out.She only felt that her face was hot, and she lowered her head in a hurry to cover up her gaffe.

"The relationship with the palace..." Mrs. Zhao Jia hesitated when she heard this.

Although the Cao family is somewhat respectable, in front of the royal family's palace, they are nothing more than slaves, unable to harden their waists.

Her face drooped, she just felt that she was not interested, she waved her hand at Jinghui, and said: "Go out, ask someone to talk to the kitchen, I will be bored with a duck at night, and I will marinate a duck gizzard."

Jinghui got up to answer, bowed her head and retreated.

Zhao Jia put the pipe and pot into his mouth, and took two puffs on the chilly jade cigarette holder, but no smoke came out.

Green Chrysanthemum met at the side, and hurriedly approached to load a cigarette and light it.

The eldest daughter-in-law's storefront is not available, and Ruhui's dowry has two properties, one is a house and the other is a storefront.

It's just that if it's Ruhui's shop, the sister-in-law will be the worst, and she can't say anything bad.Zhao Jia hesitated, unable to make up her mind...

Zhao Jia's mind was thinking about how to find another shop here, and set up the dim sum stall earlier, feeling vaguely in his heart that something had been left behind, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

However, Mrs. Zhao Jia forgot a big event, that is, tomorrow is the "Qiqi" of the late Fu Guogong Demao, and there will be a big funeral at the Guogong Mansion.

The Li family of the West Mansion and Chu Yu's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are discussing the funeral of the Duke of Ming'er.Before March [-]th, what was given was gift money, and during May [-]th, the pastry table was given.

According to the customs in Beijing, the white members are different from the red members.White people are just too old to compare at will, otherwise, they will be regarded as "climbing" others, or "pushing" others.

In general, it is based on the relationship between the two families, the family status is different, and the money is determined according to the situation.If the friendship is good, I will send some more.

Sai Shitu, the heir of the Duke’s Mansion, is the son-in-law of the Cao family. This money cannot be given too much, only 20 taels, but it is a lot of money, 300 taels of silver.

The pastry table sent on May 200th was made by Daoxiang Village.All are tables with thirteen sections, and there are four tables in total.Each section costs 600 yuan, and each table is [-] yuan, which is half the height of a house.

Although these four tables are worth more than 100 taels of silver, this is the bulk of the funeral ceremony.

The family money and the pastry table have been delivered. In addition to setting up road sacrifices at the Cao Mansion tomorrow, the Li family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law also plan to go to the Duke's Mansion to deliver the funeral in person.

After setting the rules for leaving the mansion tomorrow, Chu Yu ordered people to go down to prepare funeral coins, joss sticks and other funeral ceremonies.

The mother-in-law and the mother-in-law were a little silent after saying this.

Although from outsiders' point of view, Cao Yi is the adopted daughter of the first wife, she doesn't know about her relationship with the second wife.But the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law knew that Zhao Jia was Cao Yi's aunt after all, and they couldn't get past her.

Mrs. Li hesitated for a moment, and said to Chu Yu: "I'd better send someone to the East Mansion to ask, and see what the second wife's regulations are, and see if we should go there together, 'Si Shi Fa Yin', we must go there earlier, Just help your third sister."

It has been two days since the family separated, and Zhao Jia did not come to the mansion here.

Aunt Chang and Aunt Luo, who were borrowed by Zhao Jia's family earlier, have returned to the mansion here. After all, they are the people of the first room, and there is no reason why they should stay in the second room after the separation.

Besides, the two of them were invited to make offerings, 48 ​​taels of silver per year, plus clothes for the four seasons.

Even if they were reluctant to part with fourth sister and fifth son, Zhao Jia would not keep them because of the money.

In fact, Chu Yu didn't care about the money here.

Even if the long house pays the money and stays in the mansion over there to educate the two sister-in-laws, what can be said here?
Biansheng Zhaojia was on guard in his heart, for fear that he would be counted for money, so he didn't dare to stay any longer after the separation, so he immediately sent him back to the mansion here.

Because of this, the two aunts were a little embarrassed, even Chu Yu was a little embarrassed.

Although she was a little dissatisfied with Mrs. Zhaojia, but since her mother-in-law told her, then Chuyu said nothing, and sent Xicai by her side to the East Mansion.

It was not evening yet, but the room gradually became dark.

Mrs. Li raised her head and looked out the window, frowned and said, "It seems to be cloudy, isn't it going to snow?"

When Li Shi said this, Chu Yu was also a little worried.Just because she was afraid that her mother-in-law would worry about it, she didn't show it on her face, and comforted her: "My uncle has been away for a long time, and he has already left Beijing for a hundred miles. Even if it is cloudy in Beijing, it will be fine if you want to come."

Mrs. Li nodded slightly, and said: "With your good words, it would be fine if that was the case. It's so cold today, and if it snows again, it will be too much to suffer..."

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On the official road from Nankou to Badaling, Cao Yong, Wei Hei and others rode their horses.

Although the sky was cloudy and the sun was covered, it was not as warm as at noon, but because of the fast horses galloping, it didn't make people feel cold.Cao Yong wore a lot of clothes, and there was already thin sweat on his forehead.

In front is Juyong Outer Town, and I will be here tonight.

To the station outside, before dismounting, Cao Yong sneezed heavily.

Wei Hei looked up at the sky, with a bit of worry on his face, and said: "Young Master, look at the dark clouds are thick enough, if there is no wind at night, if they are not even, there will be heavy snowfall."

Cao Yong got off his horse, nodded, and said: "If that's the case, maybe we will be delayed on the road. It's okay to go inside the pass, but I hope there will be fewer trips outside the pass."

At noon at the Nankou post station, I heard people there mention that the snow outside the mouth was three feet deep.If that's the case, let alone livestock, even humans can't bear it.

The ranch at Taipu Temple is alright, if any livestock dies, it’s just that the royal horses are tighter.The Eight Banners Ranch is the main source of horses for the imperial court.

It has been 54 years now, and I don’t know how long it will be before the Northwest Rebellion. If the war is prolonged because of the horses, it will cost people and money, and it will be the common people who will suffer in the end.

After entering the station, Zhao Tong went to say hello to the post-cheng. In addition to preparing the room for Cao Yong, he also specially asked someone to boil ginger soup and bring it to him.

Although they were galloping fast, Nalan Taiping and his party from the Ministry of War also arrived during the dinner season.

This is also a matter of no choice. If you go out of Beijing to Zhangjiakou, you have to take this official road.Only outside Zhangjiakou, Cao Yong and the others went to the Taipusi Ranch, and the Ministry of War went to the Eight Banners Ranch, which could divert the road.

Because of his thoughts, Wei Hei made people stare at that side, so as not to make the other party do anything wrong.However, since they have not yet arrived in Mongolia, and the other party followed other officials of the Ministry of War, they would not make any moves at this time, just in case.

After entering the house, Cao Yong went to the big woolen clothes outside, and Xiao Man had brought ginger soup from the station kitchen.

Cao Yong took a bowl and drank it all. He felt much more comfortable, but he kept sneezing.

Xiao Man saw him, handed him a towel, and said with a smile, "I watched my uncle get off his horse and started to sneeze, so it must be my wife and grandma talking about it."

Cao Yong took the towel and wiped his nose, only to feel his right eyelid twitching.

Although there is a saying, "The left eye jumps for money, the right eye jumps for disaster", but Cao Yong doesn't believe it very much.He rubbed his forehead, guessing that it might be because he slept late last night and got up early this morning...

*
The capital, Jinyu Alley, Thirteenth Prince's Mansion.

Brother Thirteen personally sent Zhiran to the gate, looked at the dark sky, and said: "Little master, looking at the sky, it looks like it's going to snow, can someone drive you back?"

Zhiran shook his head, and said: "Don't bother, the little monk and the thirteenth master have been playing games between square inches for half a day, and they just want to exercise their muscles and bones."

Elder Brother Thirteen had a slight smile on his face, and said: "It's been a long time since I played chess so happily, if the little master doesn't dislike my vulgarity, I will come here more."

Zhiran clasped his hands together and said, "However, you have an order, how dare you not follow it? If the Thirteenth Master entertains guests, I will come here uninvited."

"Haha, it's better to come uninvited. I didn't expect that I have been closed for many years, and I can still make such a good friend from outside the country as the little master. It's really lucky." The thirteenth brother heard the words and couldn't help clapping his hands.

Seeing the gloomy look on his face, Zhiran felt relieved, nodded slightly, turned and left.

Elder Brother Thirteen looked at Zhiran's back as he floated away, but his smile gradually disappeared.

I'm still a coward, but when I heard the little monk mentioned the temples in Xishan, my heart was obviously moved, but I didn't have the courage to leave the city.

Zhiran walked on the road, thinking about the haze in his eyes when he first met the thirteenth prince, what a noble background, if he is a monk, he can live freely...

Just as he was thinking, he had already reached the intersection when he felt a "bump", as if he had hit something.

Before he woke up, he heard a man cry out: "Oh, it's terrible, I killed someone, my mother..."
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