Accumulate Wealth in Life

Qing wear story (59)

"Master, don't lie to me, who did the master tell me to deliver it in front of the emperor?" Ba Fujin sat on the couch, with a straight waist and lowered eyes, not looking at the eighth master's face. She knew that once she saw him, she couldn't help but soften her heart.

Ba Ye sat next to Ba Fu Jin, stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, "Good! Listen to me."

Ba Fujin's heart followed his voice and trembled slightly. He knows best how to tug at his own heartstrings. So all these years, he was eaten to death by him.

Others say, how is the Eight Fortunes so good? How to kill the eighth master and live by himself all these years.

In fact, it's not like Yinsi killed himself. The more you get along, the more you can't leave him. The more he can't see him getting close to other women.

Those girls are of low background. She knew that Yinsi had a grudge against people from low backgrounds. These girls will never be taken into consideration, so these years, the two have been at peace with each other.

She was very sure that something similar to the emperor's holding of the concubine would not happen between Yinsi and which girl, which was enough for her.

She loved him and tried her best to help him. Whatever he wanted, she wanted to help him get it. She wanted to make him happy, to satisfy him. I want him to know that in her eyes, he is the best.

Over the years, both of them have come here like this. She also always thought that the two would go on like this forever. When he is old, he will still come back to himself, and only by himself. After a hundred years, in the coffin, there will be no one else but her who can accompany him to sleep underground.

She was so stupidly planning.

But now, even that hope is gone.

Ba Fu Jin doesn't know, what else can he hold on to?

Child, she didn't. In the future, it may not be possible.

Husband, she is going to lose. When this man is no longer his own husband, it is no different from losing him.

She couldn't imagine that when he was with her, he was still thinking about other women, how would she deal with it?

She also doesn't know whether she can still have a peaceful mind in the face of this.

She was terrified, terrified that she would become disgusting. It's the same as today's impulsive search for the fourth sister-in-law.

The eighth master felt the trembling of Ba Fujin, and put her whole body in his arms, "Good! Don't think too much. I was forced to do nothing. Nian Genyao, the servant, ran to the fourth mansion. The old man was ruthless, he didn’t call him in, and he called the lord to get the servant. What can the lord do? , It was He Zhuo who negotiated the terms with Nian Gengyao. The father thought about it, the horizontal and vertical are a woman. What the fourth child said today is right. The Nian family really made a good calculation. , whispered: "If you don't ask her to give birth, she won't give birth. Hongwang is in your name, let's figure it out slowly. Can I still be plotted by a minion?"

Ba Fu Jin looked at Ba Ye in amazement, "This year's family is not that simple..."

Nian's family is no ordinary Han Chinese. Before the Manchus entered the customs, they were servants of the royal family. It was not until his father, who was young, who passed the jinshi examination in the 12th year of Shunzhi, got rid of his slave status and was incorporated into the Han army with a white flag.

This kind of person who is a royal servant outside the customs has no trace of Han people. More ingrained than some Manchus.

Ba Ye naturally knew what Ba Fu Jin was talking about, so he said: "This is the reason why Ye attaches great importance to the Nian family. The Nian family has deep roots. Even if they are Han people from the root, the emperor still trusts them. If you release someone from the Nian family, you will get more natural favor from the Han people. Therefore, it will not be easy to find someone who can replace the Nian family.”

Ba Fujin nodded, and before he was about to speak, he found that Yinsi had led him crooked again.

Her face drooped down, "It's good to say now, when I really see Jiao Di Di's beautiful girl, how will I remember what I said now."

The eighth master took Ba Fujin's hand and kissed it on his lips, "Don't worry, I'll come back to accompany you every night in the future. No matter how late."

"Even if there is a newcomer?" Ba Fu Jin couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Eighth Master nodded, "Yes! Even if there is a new person. I will come back to accompany you every night."

He is not a cold-hearted person. He remembered what life they lived in the palace when she first married him. Without the protection of his mother and concubine, he was not loved by the emperor. At that time, the husband and wife stayed with each other, and there would never be any woman who could accompany him to live such a life happily.

Ba Fujin's tears flowed down her cheeks. She didn't know if he could do it now. But she knew that Yinsi was sincere at this moment.

All the grievances seemed to have an outlet, she cried bitterly, but her heart was like a black hole, empty and uncomfortable.

Lin Yutong snuggled in the arms of the fourth master, moved, and asked, "Don't you think it's a pity?"

The fourth master was stunned for a long time before realizing that she was talking about the Nian family.

He put his hand on her stomach, touched it lightly, and then said, "You don't know, the master not only looks at the middle-aged Gengyao, but also the middle-aged Xiage." The fourth master said, sighed, and said : "Young Xia Ling, Kangxi was the governor of Huguang for thirty-eight years, and he was the first to advocate the incorporation of Ding Yin into Tian Fu collection in the seven prefectures of Huguang. At that time, my father had been paying attention to Nian's family."

Merge Ding Yin into Tian Fu? Lin Yutong was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise: "A small stall is a acre?" Unexpectedly, the initiator of this reform turned out to be age. It seems that the fourth master's attention to Nian's family is not only Nian Gengyao's good fighting skills and the beauty of small rice cakes. And at this age, in terms of economic propositions, the two have many similarities.

The fourth master listened to Lin Yutong's question, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "This is a good summary. It's like this."

Lin Yutong was embarrassed, he was just too surprised just now, so he blurted out. Now I understand that it is not such a name now. She smiled dryly and said, "I didn't expect Nian Xialing to be an enterprising reformer who could put it into practice."

The fourth master shook his head, "That's not true. In fact, this... stalling into an acre was already established in the Ming Dynasty. At that time, land acquisitions were serious, and there were always people with lofty ideals who wanted to save the irreversible crisis. So, Only then did I have such a general intention. However, before it was implemented, the Ming Dynasty died. Nian Xia Ling was a daring person, at least he dared to use some things of the Ming Dynasty after perfecting them. The emperor is also It's about him."

I see.

If you don't get close to history, you will probably never think that there are so many things between the fourth master and the small rice cake, the protagonist of countless touching and touching love stories.

So, the truth is probably not as beautiful and moving as people imagine.

The next morning, the fourth master went to the study again and called a few gentlemen. Lin Yutong reckoned that it was what he said last night that he said 'a small stall into an acre', which gave the fourth master new inspiration. In fact, without saying it himself, the fourth master will still do it, but it is the difference between morning and evening.

However, if you start it a day earlier, you can't say it, it will be perfected earlier.

Lin Yutong could only comfort herself like this.

Later, even Honghui and Hongyun were dragged to the study by the fourth master, and they didn't come back to eat.

She can only send people to deliver meals every day.

It's only been a few days, and it's already Laba.

Ba Yefu sent a message. On the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the eighth master married side Fu Jinnian.

"In such a hurry? I can't wait until the end of the New Year. No one has to prepare for at least half a year to get married. Side Fujin's specifications are not low." Lin Yutong took the post and talked to the fourth master.

Fourth Master laughed twice, "Anyway, we have to go back to the house to prepare for the New Year. What won't hinder us?"

This is true.

The day before Laba, the couple brought their children back to the house from the garden.

That night, Laba porridge was cooked all night in the kitchen. Before dawn, I will send it to everyone. Lin Yutong prepared a lot of porridge made from fruit this year, which was only given to the family members of the fourth master and the ministers who were closer to the fourth master.

"Zhijun Wangfu, the Thirteenth Palace, don't leave." The fourth master warned, "The waste prince is in the palace, and you can't send it in. You can send it to the Hesheli family."

Lin Yutong thought to himself, Suo Etu has been dead for so many years anyway, and the rest are worthless. It's just to give the waste prince face. This man has always been generous to those who can't make waves.

Not to mention, the one who dared to give to Zhijun Wangfu and Shisan was only the fourth master.

Prince Zhi looked at the Laba porridge handed in from outside, and he couldn't tell what his face was like. There is no shortage of food and drink in the house, and the cost of food and clothing is the same as before. No one treated him harshly. But looking at the porridge made by the milk that the fourth child brought up, the hand holding the spoon trembled a little.

"Fourth, if you remember brother, brother, you have to send you a favor." Prince Zhijun muttered.

Turning back, he glanced at his son Hongyu: "You are in the palace, how have you been recently?"

Hong Yu whispered: "It's okay. Except for Hong Hui and Hong Yun, my son doesn't like to play with others anymore."

"What's the matter? Who is still bullying you?" Prince Zhi put down the bowl in his hand.

Hongyu shook his head, "No bullying. It's just that some people keep a distance from their sons, and some people have some sympathy for their sons. Only Honghui and Hongyun are the same as before. It's the same as before. It's nothing different. My son feels more comfortable this way. "

The Duke of Zhijun choked for a moment, and his mind became a little firmer. Giving the fourth a favor can be regarded as paving the way for his son.

Eighth, your big brother and I are really not so calculating...