Fragrance Returned

Su Yi blushed when his grandfather refuted his views. Hearing that the Zhu family had done so many illegal transactions made him even more embarrassed, feeling that he had failed his grandfather's hopes.

He hurriedly said, "My grandson is trusting others."

Su Tu shook his head again and said, "As I said, don't look at things at face value. If given the chance, thieves and robbers will not really wash their hands in a golden basin. The cleaner they are, the less clear they can be. If I were them, I would not be reused by the court. , will also think of a way out. When the water is clear, there will be no fish. Only when you are selfish can you be real and easy to control."

Changing the topic, he asked again, "Is the Zhu family still close to the Lu family, Sun family, and Ding family?"

Uncle Su said, "Although the children of Zhu and Lu are not married, their relationship is still close. Zhu Qian and Sun Linfeng have always been as good as wearing a pair of trousers. Sun Linfeng has done many things for him...

"The Ding family made refined iron, and Zhu Qian borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha. Sun Linfeng and Mr. Lu took most of the benefits. The Ding family did not lose money. The Ding family became prosperous immediately, and they are grateful to Zhu Qian..."

Mr. Su said, "Zhu Qian has done so many things, which further proves that he wants to become a big official and have a good future. He showed his kindness to us, hoping to get the attention of the prince and us. If he cannot do so, he may do it again. Go to sea.”

Su Tu tapped his fingers on the table, "We can't take it lightly."

Su Yi listened to his grandfather's wishes. Although he still had doubts about Zhu Qian, he was even more eager to win over him.

It shows that he is right to win over Zhu Qian's son.

He smiled, took out the clairvoyant in his arms and offered it, "This is Zhu Qian's filial piety."

Su Tu took it and looked at it with a smile on his face.

Mr. Su added, "Father, my son thinks that we should abandon Emperor Qingguan's suspicious temperament. Don't doubt the people you employ, and don't use the people you doubt. Zhu Qian is a talent. If we can take him under his command, no matter whether the great cause is successful or not, it will be the same as ours." All are of great use.”

The thought of Emperor Qingguan Su Tu's face glowing red and full of energy made him angry.

He put down his clairvoyance and snorted coldly, "Emperor Qingguan is nearly fifty years old, and he is still full of energy and shows no sign of death. I don't know how many years it will take to wait until the prince successfully succeeds to the throne.

"He is now suspicious of the Su family. We have been planning for so many years, but we cannot give up all our efforts... Next July, the grandfather of the Su family will live to be ninety, and Yi'er will return to Guangdong to worship his ancestors..."

His voice was even lower, and several people stretched their heads to hear it.

Mr. Su San said, "Father, are we in a hurry?"

Su Tu glanced at his third son. He didn't want to rush, but if he waited any longer, the Su family might be dealt with by Emperor Qingguan.

I am more than ten years older than Emperor Qingguan. After planning for so long, I can't be the emperor for one day, right?

Mr. Su San obviously felt that his father was unhappy and lowered his head.

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On New Year's Eve, several members of the Ding family, led by Ding Zhuang, went to the mountains to visit their ancestors' graves.

Several families from Nanquan Village also went together.

The more than a dozen graves here are the ancestors of the nine families, and the ancestors from higher up are buried in Qiyuan Town.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, we visit the ancestral hall and worship all our ancestors.

Today is a sunny day. Although the sun is shining brightly, there is no temperature at all.

Ding Zhuang is the clan leader and should be at the forefront. He was afraid that his granddaughter would be cold, so he whispered to Ding Zhao to take care of his granddaughter.

Ding Zhao led Ding Xiang and walked in the middle of the large team. There were people in front, back, left and right, so it was relatively warm.

After returning home after worshiping her ancestors and putting on new clothes, Ding Xiang happily followed her two brothers to set off firecrackers next to Hui Ye Pavilion.

Many children came running, and Ding Zhen also came leading Ding Daniu.

Ding Daniu was young and delicate. Mr. Xie did not allow him to set off the fireworks himself, so he had to watch his servants and two cousins ​​set off the fireworks.

Ding Zhen wore a rose-red silk cotton jacket, which made her face fairer and rosier.

She smiled, but her smile didn't reach her eyes.

The little girl is leaving here soon. She feels sad that her beautiful first love is about to be lost.

Maybe she also felt that the relationship was unrealistic, so she secretly digested and healed her wounds, while Ding Xiang pretended not to notice.

Ding Xiang lamented once again that children in ancient times were so precocious.

Seeing the young boy Ding Lilai having a good time, he felt that everything should not be generalized. He is only a few months younger than Ding Zhen, and he is still child-like, innocent and simple. I never thought about pleasing my wife, I only thought about how to please my sister.

They played until Li Xiaolu called, "Sister, brother, it's time to have a reunion dinner."

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard Ding Zhuang curse in a thick voice, "I only have descendants like you. That heartless beast jumped out of the cracks in the rocks and has nothing to do with me..."

Ding Zhao said, "I don't have that brother either. If dad doesn't mention him, we won't recognize him when he comes back and beat him out."

"I will not only beat him out, but also beat him to death."

Ding Xiang knew that the old man still cared about Ding Chi.

But Ding Chi is really disappointing. He knows that so many things happened to his family, that his father's three fingers were broken, and that the person who harmed him is dead, but he didn't go home early because of money.

In his heart, money is more important than his father and family, including his only son.

Ding Zhao also scolded him several times in private. He said that if Li Lai hadn't been a pure and kind-hearted person, and that he had nurtured his affection for him for so many years, he would have sent him to Central South Province to be dumped by his biological father.

Ding Lilai's tears welled up again. He also looked forward to his parents returning home soon, and felt that they would be back at least before the New Year.

But I haven’t come back now, and I won’t come back this year.

He sniffed and said, "My father did something wrong. When I grow up, I will honor my grandfather, my second uncle, and my second uncle's mother, and protect my sister. I swear."

Ding Xiang squeezed his hand and said, "We all know that third brother is good."

Ding Liren patted him on the shoulder to show friendship.

Dingxiang didn't go to bed early tonight, but played with her brothers until the end of Haishi.

In the morning, I was woken up by another gong, and Xia Lizheng's loud voice said, "Celebrating twenty-eight years, the emperor's grace is great, and the weather is good..."

Ding Xiang opened her eyes, the room was brightly lit, and the red lanterns on the corridor reflected the window paper red.

This was the tenth time she heard Xia Lizheng pay New Year's greetings to all the people of Beiquan Village in this way.

This marks twenty-eight years of celebration. Time flies so fast.

Fortunately, the emperor's maternal grandfather was in excellent health and was still alive after being emperor for twenty-eight years.

There was movement outside, and Ding Zhuang led his children and grandchildren out.

Men go to the ancestral hall to pay homage to their ancestors, and women are not allowed to do anything.

Ding Xiang lay on the bed and thought about something.

Master Mingyuan said that he would be able to go to the capital to meet him next spring.

This shows that there is no danger for him to enter Beijing, which means that the Su family has fallen.

Although the old monk greedily demanded five pieces of gourd ginseng and half an inch of ginseng from her, she was still happy.

This year there are three more indicators. This year is a critical time, and indicators cannot be used casually...

When the men came back, Ling'er and Aunt Wei came to the room to help Ding Xiang get up.

Yesterday, Mrs. Zhang put the clothes, shoes, earrings and flowers that Lilac wanted to wear beside the bed.