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"Yes! I understand." The two women saluted and hurriedly followed Lu Jingzhou.

However, as he walked, he lost track of Lu Jingzhou.

The young man could not be found everywhere. After asking the boy, he found out that the second young master had left the house and had not returned to the yard prepared for him by the lady.

The two women had no choice but to turn around and report the matter to their madam: "The second young master has left the house, but the slave family did not catch up."

Mrs. Cai's face was as cold as frost: "Trash!"

The two women were so frightened that they quickly knelt down.

"Go out and stay in his room. That will be your destination from now on." Mrs. Cai glanced at the woman on the ground with a sad look.

When the bitch takes them, he will find a way to make them suffer from the disease, and then the two women will pass it on to the bitch.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Cai tightened the beads on her wrist and put a sneer on her lips.

So what if that bitch wins the first prize in the future? If you want to surpass your own son and become a master, there is no way!

As for Lu Jingzhou, he quickly left the Lu Mansion, boarded the hired tricycle, and went straight back to his home.

This house is a little far away from the imperial city, so it's not expensive. Five houses and a courtyard only cost more than 200 taels.

After paying 20 yuan for the carriage, Lu Jingzhou walked into the courtyard and saw his mother, whose pseudonym was Yunchu, sitting on the porch with Nanny Fang, embroidering.

"Mom, isn't it cold outside? Go back to the house quickly, don't freeze." Lu Jingzhou stepped forward and took the flower stretcher from his mother's hand.

Yunchu quickly snatched it back and said warmly: "Only the finishing touches are left. I'll finish the embroidery with a few stitches while it's bright outside. You can go about your business and leave me alone."

She pointed to the Tangbaozi wrapped around her waist and said with a smile, "Mama Fang gave me the Tangbaozi. It's not cold."

Lu Jingzhou had no choice but to go to the side room.

Wu Zhonglou was staying here as a guest and was copying articles under the window. When he saw Lu Jingzhou coming back, he got up and made tea for him.

"No need to work, come and take a look at the books I found for you." Lu Jingzhou took off his heavy schoolbag and took out several classics from it.

"This is my father's collection. It contains annotations by great scholars of all generations. Take a good look at it." Lu Jingzhou handed the book to Wu Zhonglou and warned, "After reading it, I will give you a few questions to do."

Wu Zhonglou nodded quickly: "Thank you, Master."

Lu Jingzhou was silent for a moment and said, "How many times have I told you, don't call me master, let's treat each other as classmates."

Wu Zhonglou blinked, a little confused as to why Lu Jingzhou kept insisting that he and he were classmates.

Even if we call each other brothers, we are closer than classmates, right?

In the blink of an eye, it was the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. Jiang and Wu cooked eight-treasure porridge and steamed glutinous rice and red date cakes a day in advance, and personally delivered them to Lu Jingzhou's house in Shengpingfang.

Chang'an didn't go, she was playing with her little sister and Minghui at home.

Mingyang ran to the two-wheeler shop next door to find Zhao Yuan.

Minghui chirped to her: "Sister Chang'an, let me tell you something. Don't tell anyone else."

Chang'an nodded: "I won't tell others, you tell me."

Minghui whispered in her ear: "Yesterday, my mother-in-law and my grandmother had a quarrel. I heard my grandmother saying that she wanted my mother-in-law to hand over the tricycle shop to my fifth uncle to take care of it."

Chang'an's eyes flashed: "Are you your uncle?"

Minghui shook her head: "My uncle from my ancestral home."

After thinking for a while, he added: "He is my brother's biological uncle in the early Ming Dynasty."

Chang'an understands.

Ever since she learned that King Rui and his family would be imprisoned, she had paid special attention to the situation of King Rui and Princess Rui's family.

Especially the aristocratic families that have close contact with them.

For example, the Empress Dowager's natal family's Duke's Mansion of Qin, the Prince's Mansion of Yongshou County, and the Lin family of Prince Rui's wife all had intersections with Prince Rui's Mansion.

However, the Duke of Qin was not very enthusiastic about King Rui because there was a young lady in the Duke of Qin who was a concubine in the palace.

Prince Yongshou had no rights and was not allowed to move out even if he had a fiefdom.

His descendants also live in the capital, and only one of them holds an official position in the court.

If the emperor wanted to attack King Rui, he would probably have to start with the Lin Mansion.

According to Chang'an's understanding during this period, the Lin family is the least worried and the easiest to pick on people's pigtails.

For example, one of Concubine Lin's brothers often roamed the streets with a group of dandies, and also did some despicable things with Guo Zihan, the grandson of Prince Yongshou and the young master of Chengcheng Hou Mansion.

The old lady of the Lin Mansion favored her eldest son's family, which was Concubine Lin's father's house, so she forced her second daughter-in-law to come over and ask for the management rights of the shop.

"I don't like my grandmother." Minghui frowned and complained, "Every time she comes to see my mother-in-law, she always cries."

Chang'an touched Minghui's head to express comfort.

Minghui pursed her lips and added: "Besides, as soon as the father and the mother reconcile, the grandmother will be angry with the mother and concubine, and she also asks the mother to be more generous and not to hold on to the father's love."

Chang'an:.

Is this really what a mother should say?

Alas, there are so many weird ones in every family.

"Sister Chang'an." Minghui suddenly threw herself into Chang'an's arms and whispered, "Why don't you let my mother-in-law remarry and come to your house."

Chang'an was startled and quickly covered Minghui's mouth. He looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the maids knitting sweaters outside.

"Don't talk nonsense, you know?" Chang'an nodded her forehead: "If others hear it, my family will suffer."

Minghui's face dropped, she pushed Chang An's hand away angrily, and whispered, "I'll just tell you."

Seeing that she was unhappy, Chang An had no choice but to hold her in his arms and coax her, and whispered: "I will also tell you something. You can't tell anyone except the princess."

Minghui immediately became energetic, blinked and asked, "What's the matter? I won't tell anyone else."

Chang'an considered his words and said softly: "I had a dream a few days ago. I dreamed that you and your parents were imprisoned in a sheepfold, and there were guards guarding you outside."

"Ah?" Minghui was surprised: "Why do you want to put him in a sheepfold?"

"I don't know either." Chang'an picked up the charcoal and drew a sheepfold on the paper, with two big sheep and several lambs in it.

Minghui stared at the drawing paper for a long time, then snatched it away and said, "I'll show it to my mother and concubine."

Changan let her snatch it away, picked up a comic book and read it to Changning and Minghui.

The next day, Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Wu went to the vegetable market and bought pork, liver and several pig intestines.

After the pig's small intestine is washed repeatedly with rice water and plant ash, it is filled with sausage.

Fill the remaining casings just for pricking the elbow liver.

Jiang also sliced ​​the previously pickled bacon into slices, mixed it with coarse millet noodles, and placed it in a bamboo board to dry. When it turns oily, it can be placed in a jar and sealed.

During the Chinese New Year, steam it in a basket and pour it with rice vinegar. It has a unique taste.

At this time, Chang'an and everyone were rushing to work, washing small intestines, cutting meat and stuffing sausages, learning how to wrap liver and elbows, and making small crispy pork.

These all count as skills. If you complete them, you can reward her with small beads.

I was busy with my hands full of oil when I suddenly heard someone knocking on the courtyard door.

Myolie Li went to open the door and saw Wu Zhonglou running in sweating profusely, even one of his shoes had fallen off.

"Brother-in-law! It's not good! Mr. Lu is dying!"