There is Room For the Poor Daughter

After two days of work, Mrs. Li brought rice flowers to prepare the New Year's gift for the Yan clan. The next day, Yan Wenqi and others came to Songheyuan to bid farewell to Mrs. Yan.

Yan Zhigao also deliberately stayed for a while: "In recent years, there have been many outstanding juniors in the clan. I haven't been back for a long time because of my busy work, and I don't take much care of the clan."

"I discussed it with the old lady and decided to donate 200 acres of sacrificial fields to the clan to support the studies of the younger generation in the clan. This time, I will ask your third uncle to send you back, and by the way, we will implement the sacrificial fields."

At the same time, I also added some fields to my family, and then I cleaned up the family house. Although I didn't go back to live, I couldn't let the old house be damaged.

Yan Wenqi stood up and said gratefully, "My nephew thanked Uncle Yan for the clan."

Yan Zhigao raised his hand: "I'm going to go to the yamen, so I can't send you more. I will often come to play at home in the future."

Yan Wenqi and Yan Yunxi got up to see each other.

After Yan Zhigao left, Mrs. Yan held a few people to chat for a while, and then Mrs. Li and Yan Wenxiu sent them away.

The door of Yan's house.

Looking at the carts full of gifts, Yan Wenqi felt very embarrassed.

Yan Wenxiu patted him on the shoulder: "A little thought from my family is not a valuable thing. Take it back and share it with the people in the clan."

Yan Wenqi nodded: "Wenge and I are going to participate in next year's spring boudoir, and we will contact you by letter."

Yan Wenxiu smiled and said: "Okay, I wish the two brothers to be named in advance."

Yan Wenqi and Yan Wenge clasped their fists: "I borrow your auspicious words."

On the other side, after Daohua put Yan Yunxi and Yan Yunyan on the carriage, she stood beside Mrs. Li and watched the convoy go away.

In the carriage, Yan Yunxi couldn't help but stretched out his hand to lift the curtain of the car, and looked at Yan's residence again, looking a little lonely: "I don't know if there will be a chance to see it again in the future?"

Yan Yunyan's mood is also a little low: "I'm afraid there is no chance." After the new year, they will be fourteen years old, and their family will not allow them to go out.

Looking at the slender rice flowers standing in front of Yan's house, Yan Yunxi slowly lowered the curtain of the car and laughed at himself: "When I was a child, I always liked to compare with Yiyi, and felt that I was no worse than her, but this time I came to Yan's house, and I only knew when I was a child. How ridiculous."

"Sometimes I think, if Uncle Yan was not an official and lived with us in the village, wouldn't the difference between us and Yiyi not be that big?"

Yan Yunyan's eyes flashed blankly, she remembered that Yiyi was more tender than the girls in the village when she was a child, and walking with her would not be dwarfed by her now.

Grandfather said it well, this status and status are really supportive.

"Maybe."

Yan Yunxi sighed, was silent for a while, and then laughed again: "Your brother and my brother are going to participate in the Spring Girl soon, as long as they can become Jinshi, they can become officials like Uncle Yan. We may not be as good as Yi Yi, but we are also a lady of the official family."

There was light in Yan Yunyan's eyes, and she folded her hands and muttered a few words: "I beg the ancestors of the Yan family to bless my eldest brother and Wen Qi to be on the list."

After seeing the rich and noble style of the Yi family, and now returning to their hometown in the countryside, the gap is really a bit big.

At the same time, the capital, the imperial palace.

In the main hall, Eunuch An and the others had their heads lowered, and the dark guard who delivered the letter did not dare to make a sound. Ever since he read the letter written by the little prince, the emperor had been sullen for a long time.

After another cup of tea, just when Eunuch An thought that the emperor was going to get angry, the emperor laughed out loud again, and his face sank with a ridiculous smile.

"The first emperor. He is really partial, so partial that he doesn't even want his ancestors."

These words were gnashing of teeth. Even from a long distance, Eunuch An could feel the depression and resentment in the emperor's heart, but then the emperor's laughter was really happy and carefree.

After the emperor laughed for a while, he said to Eunuch An: "An Yuan, go and bring me the map of Daxia."

An Gong Gong nodded his head: "Yes, the servant will go get it right away."

Soon, Eunuch An carefully came over with a brocade box over one meter long: "Your Majesty, open it?"

The emperor pointed at the table with his finger: "Open."

An Gonggong took out the map from the brocade box, and spread out the map with great care.

When the map was laid out, the emperor bent down to take a closer look, and soon, he went to find Fenxi, and then went to Sishan Village.

The iron ore mine in Sishan Village had been mentioned by others when he had not yet ascended the throne, but unfortunately he never found a specific location.

Didn't the previous emperor know how much threat and damage it would cause to Da Xia to leave such a large iron ore to the eighth?

He knew, but Quan Quan's father's love still let him give the iron ore to the eighth.

"Father's Love."

The emperor chewed the word sarcastically. The first emperor was kind. Knowing that the Jiang family and he could not tolerate the old eighth, he left such a way for him. However, he did not know that this father's love would come sooner. The life of the eighth?

After a while, the emperor calmed down his fluctuating mood and turned his attention to the map again.

How much did the first emperor leave behind for the eighth?

The emperor's gaze slowly slid across the map, and finally landed on the location of the emperor's mausoleum.

Don't worry, he will find out the backhand in Lao Ba's hands little by little.

"Put it away!"

Feeling that the suffocating and oppressive breath was gone, Eunuch An swiftly rolled up the map, put it back into the brocade box, and then took it to the secret room and locked it.

When he came back again, the emperor on the dragon chair was still oppressed and gloomy just now, with a happy smile on his face.

"Yang'er is more and more promising now, um. Uncle's little apprentice is also a lucky star."

First it was a gold mine, and now it's an iron mine. It hit the old man and supported him. These two little guys are very good!

An Gonggong said with a smile: "The old man has a good eye and a pearl."

The emperor smiled and nodded. Even if his uncle left the palace, he was still helping him. He used to be himself, but now he is his little apprentice. He is not really alone.

"Yang'er is too young after all, so let Wu Jingyi look at things over there, and that old fox is cheaper."

Eunuch An smiled and didn't speak, but he thought about it in his heart.

Although I don't know what happened, it must be a good thing for the emperor to say so, and it is a good thing for the Governor of Wu to make contributions.

The emperor thought for a while: "Grind the ink, I will give Wu Jingyi a decree."

Yan House.

After sending off Yan Yunxi and the others, Daohua was completely idle, and now there are only three of Yan Siyu's mother and son, as well as Master Han Er, Master Han and Fang Hao, and a few guests.

Male family members do not need her to entertain, she only needs to spend some time with her aunt and cousin every day.

This person is easy to think about in his spare time.

In the Daohua Pavilion, Bi Shi looked at Daohua who was sitting on the side, distracted, and pulled Wang Man'er's sleeve: "Sister Man'er, the girl still trains them, don't they?"

Wang Man'er was also very helpless. The girl has been in a daze for the past two days: "I'll go and ask."

Daohua, who was thinking about what Xiao Yeyang was doing, saw Wang Man'er shaking her hand in front of her eyes before she recovered: "What are you doing?"

Wang Man'er pointed to the seven puppies lying on the ground: "Girl, are you still training?"

Only then did Daohua remember the business: "Practice, of course you have to practice." After speaking, she stood up, "Go, take out the incense pills I prepared before, and give them a good smell."

Seven puppies, she didn't bother to come up with names, so she started barking like 11, Xiao Er, Xiao San.