Reborn Just To Be a Big Shot Family Freeloader

It was Fusu who remembered his mother and siblings in this life, and then brought up the topic of writing a letter to report safety.

First Emperor: ......

Really, my son didn't mention it, he completely forgot that there were still wives and children at home.

Well, he didn't actually have a wife in his last life?

The concubine and the beautiful lady are not serious wives, right? He didn't have a queen. It is Fusu, even if the mother clan is a dignitary, it is only a concubine.

Of course, even if he had a wife, Shi Huang was not a character who would tell his wife whereabouts and report safety when he went out.

But this life is different. After all, after being a good husband and father for more than ten years, the character still needs to be maintained.

Wife and children, that's all his own wife and children, right?

As for completely forgetting his wife and children, he certainly wouldn't show it in front of his son.

Calmly glanced at the eldest son who reminded him to write a letter to the family, Shi Huang nodded solemnly, asked his son to grind ink and lay paper, and wrote a brief letter of safety to the family.

Now that the father and son have arrived at Tianze City, which guards the imperial city, in two days, they will be able to enter the capital Chaoge and settle down completely. Fusu asked the First Emperor, "Father, how much money do we have?"

This is a really good question.

Think about once owned the entire empire, but now only a hundred taels of silver in his pocket.

First Emperor: ......

The first emperor did not have the concept of saving. Fortunately, most of the way was by water. The transportation in Daxia was very developed, and the toll was not expensive, especially the waterway was cheaper. When they reached Tianze City, the two turned to land and hired a carriage to go there. In the capital, the cost is about three or five taels of silver.

Along the way, they spent only twenty taels in total on transportation, but it cost them thirty taels for food. The one hundred and fifty taels brought in, there are less than one hundred taels left.

I left enough money for the 50-60 taels to return to my hometown after the scientific examination in the next spring, and the money that can be used after entering Beijing is pitifully small.

However, the capital is no better than the outside, and the expenses must be a lot.

Fortunately, Yan's family is still a very small courtyard in Beijing. When he left Beijing, he entrusted it to Yaxing to take care of it. Although the yard is not good for a small area, he can still get forty taels per year. The rent, after deducting 10% of the handling fee, and 36 taels.

The tooth bank sent it to him every two years. The rent for the past two years has not been collected yet. This time, he was able to collect more than seventy taels of silver, so he was not afraid that the money on hand would not be enough.

The father-in-law left Beijing too quickly, and there was a second-entry yard that was never sold. The house was guarded by an old servant. Because the owner was in a hurry, the old servant did not dare to be the master and did not rent it out. The back man, Yu Mingxi, just wanted to keep the house as it was, and he was in the countryside, so he didn’t need money much when he needed it, so he only had the old servants to guard it, so the yard was always empty.

If the tenant of his own house is unwilling to move in and cannot take back his own residence in time, the second yard under the name of the wife can live in it.

Fortunately, before they entered Beijing, the wife had already sent a letter to the old servant in Beijing, saying that his father and son would visit after entering Beijing.

This is also the reason why their father and son, with more than a hundred taels of silver, dared to travel thousands of miles to the capital.

Although the money in his pocket is very difficult to live in the capital, his Majesty the First Emperor is not worried about money. Although he is a talented man and few people can match him, his writing is not enough. Poetry can restore the memory of fifty years of his previous life. He was a little strange all of a sudden. In scientific research, in addition to current political practice, the proportion of poetry is not small.

I still have to read the books I brought, and reminisce more about the poems I wrote before to find the feeling.

In order to secure the title of the list, Zu Long took out the energy of looking at hundreds of catties of bamboo slips every day in his previous life. The rise and fall of history, the replacement of dynasties, the change of people's sentiments, and the changes of mountains and rivers. At first, they were still studying for scientific examinations. As a result, an emperor's heart broke out, and he lost his diligence and forgot to eat.

Fortunately, my son is a filial son. Besides reading, he also takes good care of his father.

More importantly, the son finally remembered to remind his father that you should write a letter to your wife and children.

After writing the letter, I sent it to the post office. When I returned to the inn, Zu Long suddenly remembered an important question that had been neglected: Fusu and my father and son remembered our past lives. Will the wife and children at home also remember their past lives? If you think of the previous life, if the children are the emperor's son and the emperor's daughter in the previous life, Guan Jian is! Wife who is she?

Although he never cared much about the women in the harem, his original wife, even for him, the emperor, was different. Otherwise, he would not have stood up in his previous life.

His Majesty the First Emperor tried his best to think about the beauties in his harem, but he couldn't even remember a clear face, which was embarrassing.

I really can't think of the beauties in Xianyang Palace who look like the current wife Gongyu.

The father and son have not been filial to the father and son in the last life. In this life, he has a good heart. His Majesty the first emperor has the brain of the world, and it is rare to think about the original spouse. The son also thinks that the father is the father of the previous life. What about the mother? What about brothers and sisters?

Guan Jian is, for him, there is also the question of which goddamn brother killed him.

To be honest, those brothers and sisters in his previous life were actually not familiar with him.

"Dad, you said, mother and younger siblings, will they be like you and me..."

The First Emperor was very calm.

Although many of the women in the harem were exterminated by him, if this is the current original wife, she is one of those women...

Yes, yes, so what?

Besides, it is unlikely that his wife and children are like his and Fusu's encounters.

He didn't bother to worry about such a problem.

"It's good to read your book, so you don't have to think about such unknown things."

Is it possible that you can still write a letter and ask, Madam, son, daughter, do you remember what happened in your previous life? This is not something to ask!

Fusu suddenly thought of this possibility.

After being reprimanded by his father, Fusu shook his head and laughed, the whole family remembered the events of the previous life, the family from the previous life reunited in this life, how can there be such a beautiful thing in the world?

As for him and his father, that was probably his father's achievement. His obsessions were all inspired by God, so he was so lucky.

A few mothers and sons from far away in Yanjia Village gathered around the kang after dinner and played mahjong while discussing the matter between the father and son.

Well, the mahjong that Qixun prepared for her old lady who was in the prime of her life finally came in handy.

Gongyu Mingxi said: "Your father, like us, thinks about the past life. Although the handwriting in the letter is still his usual font, the style of the handwriting is not the same. Just look at that one stroke, you Dad was by no means an ordinary person in his last life. Eight tubes."

"Haha, I'm about to get eight, yes. Three," Qixun, who was sitting at the foot of Gongyu Mingxi's house, got the eight-barrel right, hit one with three, and said, "That's right, not to mention your mother. , let’s just say we have four brothers and sisters, our father, is that what ordinary people can do?” (Third update)