Reborn in the last years of Kangxi

Chapter 511
Cao Mansion, East Courtyard, Main House.

Sitting cross-legged on the kang, Zhao Jia leaned on the edge of the kang table with his elbows and ate a cigarette.Cao Song sat on the west chair, and Jing Hui stood on the east side.

When Zhao Jia heard his son ask about the pastry shop, he put down the cigarette bag in his hand, glanced at Jinghui, and then said to Cao Song with a little pride: "I just wanted to tell you this, your brother and daughter-in-law came here as a dowry The shop is located in Dongsi Pailou, and I heard that the location is very good. I thought about it, let’s also open a pastry shop. "A person lives for a lifetime, eats and wears two characters."

Seeing his mother's expression, Cao Song couldn't help frowning and said, "Mother, there is no shortage of money in the house, why bother with this? Let people who don't know know, and think we are deliberately trying to shame my sister-in-law."

Although Zhao Jia said that these days he was thinking about how to make money, but he was somewhat worried.

Although now that the first house and the second house are separated, she is very happy and does not have to rely on others, but the future of her sons still depends on the care of Cao Yin and his son, who are the head house.

Living at home requires money everywhere.Especially after the family separation, weddings, funerals, and human relationships have to be handled by themselves, so there is more room for money.

Although there are a few Zhuangzi who can make some money every year, they are a little tight after all.

Mrs. Zhao Jia is now a widow, and she has no other thoughts. She just hopes that her son will be successful soon, that her daughter will marry a good family when she grows up, and that she can be an old lord who can enjoy life with peace of mind.

These days, you can be short of anything, but you can't be short of money.

If you are in such a shabby suit, even going to visit relatives is annoying.

What's more, she grew up so big and lived a prosperous life, and she has always been used to being extravagant.In the past two years, without her husband, she felt a little uncertain, and she got closer and closer to Yin Zi.

She is biased and saves face, even if she wants to be frugal in her heart, she is not willing to wrong her stature when it comes to food and clothing.In addition, knowing that the business in Daoxiang Village is good, she only thinks about doing business.

After hearing her son's words, Zhao Jia pondered for a while, then raised her head and said, "If you are afraid that brother Yong's daughter-in-law will be suspicious, then let's go and have a prophetic meeting with her? It's just a good time to borrow some people from her shop, Save us from looking around like headless chickens."

After Cao Song heard this, he quickly waved his hands and said, "Mother, please don't introduce yourself! If you don't say anything else, just say that there is a dim sum shop by my sister-in-law on the side of the Dongsi archway. Even if you want to do business, you have to avoid it." Let’s make some money. It’s a joke if you can’t make a few pennies.”

Zhao Jia has been raging for a while, and Tong Ruhui also greeted him, how could he just stop like this?
She put the cigarette bag and pot in her hand on the kang table, frowned and said: "What is this called? Could it be that my daughter-in-law opened a bakery shop, but I couldn't open it? No matter how good her shop business is, she can still sell Sijiucheng The business is all closed, so why should I avoid it? I promised Ruhui that I would give her [-]% of the shop rent and Huafen money. If you say this, can you get back the water you spilled? There was no separation earlier. At that time, because my elder brother and daughter-in-law were pretty, my aunt had no choice but to be respectful; now that the family is separated, why should I live by her face?"

Seeing that his mother insisted on going her own way, Cao Song shook his head and said, "Mom, my son is grown up, and there is no reason for my mother to worry about things outside. Let's wait and see. Tomorrow, I will ask Xiong Ren to go to the Dongsi Archway to have a look. Maybe we can find some profitable business."

Mrs. Zhao Jia frowned and said, "Isn't that child's talk? Is it so easy to do business? I also thought about silk and satin shops earlier, which are more decent than this pastry shop. But the goods are precious, and the capital is pressed, so I have to send people to them It takes too much trouble to buy goods from Suzhou and Hangzhou."

Cao Song talked for a while, seeing that his mother was still the same, he clenched his fists vigorously and said, "No matter what, this pastry shop cannot be opened. If my mother really wants to start a food business, she can open a restaurant or a teahouse. This is where people eat and drink tea." There are no fewer people than people who eat pastry."

Zhao Jiashi hesitated for a moment, but also spoke.

Cao Song had already made up his mind not to let his mother open the dim sum shop. Afraid of her nagging, he changed the subject and said, "Siblings and sisters, why don't you set rules in front of your mother?"

Zhao Jia said casually: "Your cousin is not well, I told her not to come here all day."

Jinghui never complained about Cao Song's side, but since they got married for one month, she got up every day before dawn and went to wait on Zhao Jia's side; she stayed up until late at night before going back to her room.

Although Cao Song knew that this was the rule, he couldn't help but feel distressed seeing his daughter-in-law's face getting thinner.

"Don't worry about scarcity but inequality", Cao Song originally wanted to ask his mother to take care of Jinghui more, but he stopped when he got to his mouth.

Because of concealing Jinghui's identity and planning a marriage, Zhao Jia has already been very annoyed.

Jinghui's dowry is quite respectable, and Fucha's family really treats her like a daughter-in-law. The "Single Nine", "Twelve", and "Double Nine" all make people give gifts to see Jing benefit.

Especially during the "Double Ninth Festival", it was very grand, and a special trip was made to pick Jinghui and Cao Song over for a drink.

Seeing this, Zhao Jia felt a lot more at ease.Although she was not close to Jing Hui on weekdays, she did not deliberately make things difficult.

Even if she complained, she just chatted with Cao Song twice behind Jinghui's back.

Cao Song was afraid of his mother, and he didn't want her to be careless and blame Jinghui, so he swallowed his plea for his daughter-in-law and said, "Mother, after two days, I will send Jinghui back to her father-in-law's house to live on the opposite side of the moon." 'Well, I met my father-in-law at the third sister's house a few days ago, and my father-in-law also mentioned this matter."

Zhao Jia heard this, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Houer is your birthday. If it's the day after tomorrow, isn't it too late? When it's 26, it's the day when your brother and daughter-in-law return to their parents' home."

Cao Songdao: "Listening to my father-in-law, my mother-in-law has already talked about it several times. We got married among the youngest and them, and there is no reason to live behind them in the 'Duoyue'. Let's make it the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow, someone will tell that In Bianfu."

Listening to her husband talking to her mother-in-law, Jing Hui always kept her eyes on her nose, her nose on her heart, and stood quietly without saying a word.

Zhao Jia glanced at his daughter-in-law, feeling a little uncomfortable, seeing her behave like this.

These rules are enough, but they are like wooden stakes, not half clever, and boring to watch.

It's strange to say that when her son didn't talk about marriage earlier, Zhao Jia was looking forward to finding someone with Chu Yu's temperament and good looks, who was gentle and virtuous, and made people worry-free.

After Jinghui came in, she followed the etiquette in everything, so that no one could make a mistake, but Zhao Jia's was not unusual.

She still felt that it would be better for her daughter-in-law to be straightforward, otherwise she would keep her head down all day long, and she wouldn't know what she was thinking.

It's just that the daughter-in-law is so "rule", and Zhao Jia's loves face, so she is naturally afraid of being looked down upon, so she puts on airs and behaves like a mother-in-law.

Now, when Cao Song mentioned that he wanted to send his wife back to Fucha's house to "live in the opposite month", Zhao Jia couldn't think of a reason to stop him, so he nodded reluctantly and said, "Well, that's it..."

As soon as the words were spoken, Zhao Jia felt a little regretful.

For more than a month, Jinghui has been responsible for household chores. She just looked through the account books, took a bite of cigarettes, and her life was very worry-free.

Thinking of this, she said again: "...The in-laws' homes are not far from our home, and it's cheap to walk around in the future. You don't have to live for a full moon. If you stay for four or six days, come back..."

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Qianqing Palace, Dongnuan Pavilion.

Kangxi raised his left arm, looked at his slightly trembling left hand, and couldn't tell what it was like.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't lie to himself.

The so-called "long live, long live, long live" is nothing more than self-deception. How can there be an immortal emperor in this world?
Kangxi didn't give up after all, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the imperial brush on the kang table.

The moment he touched the penholder, he couldn't help but lift up his heart, and concentrated all his energy on the foot-long imperial pen in front of him.

Not to mention picking it up, you can't even close your fingers, you can't even grab the pen holder.

Kangxi did not give up, and held his left arm with his right hand, trying to use his left hand as hard as possible.

But in vain.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, his forehead was covered with thin sweat, and his left arm was exhausted, hanging down feebly.

With unspeakable grief and indignation in Kangxi's heart, he slightly closed his eyes, motionless as if an old monk had fallen into meditation.

After a while, he opened his eyes. He had put away the previous frustration and returned to the majesty of the emperor.

On the upper right corner of the kang table, there is a book that has been read, which was just sent by Minister Fu Erdan.

Staring at the book, Kangxi's originally majestic face showed a hint of ridicule.

After a short while, Wei Zhu came in with a bowed body, bowed his head and said, "Report to the Lord Long Live, Brother Fourteen and Second Baylor have arrived and are waiting outside the door."

Kangxi didn't call to see him right away, but asked, "Wei Zhu, let me ask you, did brother Jiu send gifts to your outer house recently?"

Although Wei Zhu said that he is the deputy chief eunuch of Qianqing Palace, but since the chief eunuch has been vacant since Liang Jiugong was convicted, he is actually the most useful servant in front of the imperial court.

In the past few years, countless people have curry favor with Wei Zhu and give him gifts.

Wei Zhu started as a eunuch when he was a child, and witnessed Liang Jiugong's loss of power with his own eyes, so he was naturally extra cautious in his heart.

For the affairs outside, I report to the emperor's master; for the affairs before the emperor, no matter whether it is gold and silver, or the prince and prince, I will not say a word more.

This "loyalty" naturally benefited Kangxi.

As an emperor, he is aloof, and what he can see and hear is limited.

The gossip about officials and gossips in the market that Wei Zhu heard from outside was reported to Kangxi, which made him find it novel and interesting.

Therefore, he asked Wei Zhu to let go of his hands and feet, to accept gifts when they should, and to eat when they should.At the same time, there is another intention, which is to use Wei Zhu as a touchstone to let those with ulterior motives do their own thing.

Wei Zhu heard this, knelt down quickly, and reported back: "Long Live Lord, before the Lantern Festival, Brother Nine sent someone to send 5000 taels of silver to the slave girl. The slave girl works in the palace, so she didn't know about it. It happened yesterday. I got the news from outside, and I was thinking about asking Lord Long Live, whether I will accept the money or not."

"5000 taels..." Kangxi pondered, and said: "The same year, Brother Qianjiu gave you a total of 1 taels..."

Brother Jiu's title is Gushan Beizi, with an annual salary of 300 taels of silver.

"I've really seen it, is there a deep brotherhood?" Kangxi looked at his left arm, thinking that he was already old, but his elder brothers were young and strong, and he couldn't help feeling irritated.

He frowned slightly, raised his right hand, waved at Wei Zhu, and said, "Tell the two of them to come in."

"Hey!" Wei Zhu responded, got up and backed out.

Outside the Qianqing Palace, Fourteenth Elder Brother and Hongxi were already waiting anxiously.

Although the second elder brother was imprisoned, Hongxi moved to the elder brother's house because of Kangxi's favor.No matter how annoyed he was with his son, Kangxi was still as warm as ever to the emperor's eldest grandson.

Hongxi is too young and weak, she has put away her youthful and frivolous, and has become cautious in words and deeds.

The changes in these years also made him understand that everything is false, only the favor of his grandfather is real.

Only the person who boards that chair has the right to decide the life and death of others.

No matter what was in his mind, Hong Xi's face was half hidden, with a humble smile floating on his face, he greeted fourteenth elder brother in a low voice.

Fourteenth elder brother was coping with it, and he was also guessing in his heart.

Years and years, every time he came to pay his respects to the imperial court, he would probably see Hong Xi there.

Although the emperor's father treated him warmly, it was different from the kindness he treated his eldest grandson.

Thinking of Hongxi's usual good behavior, rubbing ink for Kangxi, pinching his back and so on, Brother Fourteen is really tired of it.

If there is no father and son in the Tian family, there will be grandparents?
What is Hongxi planning, why did the emperor's father act like this?
Is it because of the gratitude for the friendship of the Empress Yuan, and the compassion for the second elder brother who has been abolished twice, Ai Wu and Wu care about the eldest grandson; or because of the age, do you want to train another prince by yourself?
In the past, after the death of the crown prince, the emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty failed to establish more than twenty sons, but established the emperor's grandson, which triggered the "Battle of Jingnan". Huang Ama, if you have this idea, are you afraid of repeating the same mistakes...

Brother Fourteen thought of this, and looked at Hong Xi with a strange look...

(End of this chapter)