In early spring, February is cold and spring is cold. Early in the morning, Li Qiniang took Yan Xuehuai to the new house in Wenzhao Hutong. The new house was well-tied and could be moved in at any time.

But it's a bit far from Huichang Street, which is not as convenient as Shizi Hutong, so I can only come here every few days to stay.

Mrs. Ye asked them to find a house to live in. The house needs popularity to be maintained so that it can become more prosperous as it lives.

Li Qiniang thought it made sense. After discussing with Yan Xuehuai, the mother and daughter both thought that Tian Guihua's family was quite suitable.

Tian Guihua's son works in Lao Cui's workshop, and her daughter takes the work from the embroidery workshop and goes home to do it. Tian Guihua's husband is in poor health and cannot do heavy work, so he weaves baskets at home, and the whole family works diligently.

The house they live in is a large slum that rents one or two taels of silver a month, and it is mixed with good and bad luck. Tian Guihua's daughter went out twice and was almost bullied. Tian Guihua was so angry.

Li Qiniang said that she rented the yard to their house as soon as she entered the yard. Just like the current rent, she only charged one or two taels of silver per month, but she had to help clean and take care of the yard.

Tian Guihua was so happy that she didn't know what to say, so her family moved in two days ago.

Tian Guihua's husband is Chen Gui, an honest man, one son and one daughter, and her son Chen Jinhu, as his name is, a little shy; her daughter is named Chen Cuicui, with a slightly dark skin, a pair of watery eyes, and a distinct black and white.

Li Qiniang had seen Tian Guihua's children in the morning, and she was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was responsible for her. She was steady and would not make any mistakes.

She followed the instructions of her baby daughter and told Chen Gui where to plant flowers, what flowers to plant, where to plant vegetables, and what vegetables to plant. As for her daughter's idea of ​​raising a big dog, Li Qiniang temporarily put it aside.

The third entry was to rent it to Tian Guihua's house. The mother and daughter lived in the second entry. Although the back cover was empty, the land outside the wall had been enclosed. They originally wanted to raise mules and dogs, but now they are not raised for the time being, so they are handed over to Chen Gui to grow vegetables.

Growing vegetables was Li Qiniang's decision. Yan Xuehuai didn't think about it from the bottom of her heart, but Li Qiniang wanted to grow vegetables. Yan Xuehuai thought about the old ladies who had to secretly plant vegetables in the greening area of ​​the community in his previous life, so he nodded and agreed.

Fortunately, it was my own place and it was not planted outside. Li Qiniang wanted to grow vegetables, so let's plant it.

Back at the Persimmon Hutong, Mo Yu heard that they were going to grow vegetables in their new house and talked to Mrs. Ye. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Ye became interested all of a sudden. She was a famous lady of a lifetime and suddenly wanted to grow vegetables.

It was rare that the old lady had something to be interested in, and Mo Yu did not dare to neglect it. She sent Wu Jie and Wu Rui to buy vegetables and grow vegetables and seedlings, and then she opened a piece of land in the mansion.

After hearing this, Xin Bo also opened a palm-sized place to grow vegetables in Li Shiji's backyard.

For a moment, Yan Xuehuai felt that everyone around her was growing vegetables.

At this moment, Chai Yan's letters sent to the south were echoed.

This letter was much later than Yan Xuehuai expected. Yan Xuehuai thought it was because of the delay in the New Year, but soon she knew that she had thought it was wrong.

Of course, at this moment, Yan Xuehuai still didn't know the reason for the delay.

When Chai Yan came to find her, she was chatting about gossip with Dong Wanqian, but she didn't know what she said. Dong Wanqian slapped the table, and Yan Xuehuai smiled so hard that she leaned back and forth.

Li Shiji opens the door to do business, and the door is open regardless of whether there are customers or not.

But Chai Yan still knocked on the door. Yan Xuehuai and Dong Wanqian looked over together. Chai Yan stood at the door and raised the letter in his hand.

Dong Wanqian was confused, and Yan Xuehuai's eyes lit up.

Today, Li Qiniang went to the construction site, but Yan Xuehuai still asked Chai Yan to go to Dongji Barbecue opposite the door.

"What letter? Did Yan Qi write you a love poem? Can you show it to me?" Dong Wanqian was very curious.

Yan Xuehuai glared at her: "Don't you want to eat mutton dumplings to make at night?"

Dong Wanqian immediately fell silent. Last night, she dreamed of eating mutton dumplings. She told Yan Xuehuai this morning, and Yan Xuehuai told Li Qiniang again. Li Qiniang said that she would come back early in the afternoon and eat dumplings made of mutton stuffing for them.

Dong Wanqian swallowed, what is good about love poems? Can you eat them?

After sending Dong Wanqian away, Yan Xuehuai immediately asked Chai Yan: "What do you say in the letter?"

Chai Yan handed the letter to Yan Xuehuai and said, "Look at it."

Yan Xuehuai did not reach out to answer: "This is your book, I'd better not read it, tell me."

"It's okay, this letter was not written by my mother, it's not considered a family letter. My mother wrote another one." Chai Yan said.

Yan Xuehuai thought for a moment and took the letter.

Chai Yan said it was right, it was indeed not a letter.

Zhou, whose nickname is Awan, is the eldest daughter of Zhou Shun, the prince of Anyuan Hou.

In the 25th year of Emperor Gaozong, the Jiazi case broke out. Zhou Shun and his wife Lu died tragically. Before Lu died, he handed over his three children to Zhou Shun's confidant Li Feng to take them away.

At that time, the eldest son Zhou Hong was eleven years old, the eldest daughter A Wan was nine years old, and the youngest daughter A Qi was still in her infancy.

Li Feng fled with three children. He sailed to the Bian River and encountered robbers. The ship sank. Li Feng only rescued A Wan, but Zhou Hong and A Qi were in danger of death.

In order to find these two children, Li Feng was a pseudonym Li Changxi and became a water bandit on the Huaihe River. Later, he founded the Cao Gang. However, until Li Changxi and his son died, Zhou Hong and Aqi were not found.

Because Aqi was still young when she disappeared, Li Changxi and Awan always believed that Aqi was no longer alive, so in those years, they mainly looked for Zhou Hong.

In order to hide his identity, Li Changxi only said that Awan was the orphan he adopted. He joined the Li family as a child bride at the age of nine. Awan and Li Changxi's eldest son Li Dalang were childhood sweethearts. Later, they officially got married, and the two were in love. It was true that Awan was the daughter-in-law of the Li family.

Yan Xuehuai finished reading the letter in one breath and asked, "Who is the person who wrote the letter?"

Chai Yan said, "It's the female official next to my mother. Don't worry, it won't be revealed."

Yan Xuehuai asked again: "What's going on in the Jiazi case? What's going on with the prince Zhou Shun, Anyuan Hou?"

It has been a year since he came to the Great Wei Dynasty, and Yan Xuehuai has never heard anyone mention this Prince Anyuan Hou.

With eyes facing each other, Chai Yan saw a faint sadness in the little girl's eyes.

Yan Xiangcai also has sorrow?

Chai Yan's heart was thrust, but she was sad when she heard the experience of the Zhou brothers and sisters. If he explained the Jiazi case in detail, would she hate the house and the mistress, and even hate him?

"What, isn't it convenient to say?" Yan Xuehuai asked.

Chai Yan said ah, and had to bite the bullet and continue, "In the 21st year of Tai'an, the emperor received a secret report that General Zhenyuan, Zhou Wenbi, plotted against him. Anyuan Hou's Mansion and Zhou Wenbi were their own family. At that time, Zhou Shun, the prince of Anyuan Hou, had just appointed him as the general of Datong. In addition, there was some other evidence, the emperor sent Feiyuwei to Datong to capture Zhou Shun. Unexpectedly, before Feiyuwei arrived in Dazhou, the Pioneer Camp and Jianqi Camp under Zhou Shun's command changed. Later, it can be imagined that no matter whether Zhou Shun really wanted to rebel, he could not tell. Zhou Shun and his wife were both dead, but Zhou Wenbi really rebelled, and it was the old Duke of Ding Qi Changhai who led his troops to wipe out."

The old Duke of Ding, Qi Changhai, was Qi Wei's father.

Yan Xuehuai finally understood, that is, no one knew whether Zhou Shun was a real or a fake injustice. The emperor would rather kill him by mistake than let him go. No matter whether the two camps under Zhou Shun had mutiny at that time, Zhou Shun would die.

She looked at Chai Yan and smiled: "The emperor at that time was your grandfather?"

Chai Yan felt like a bitter heart. At this moment, he wanted to cry.

But what he could do was to nod heavily.

"Okay, very good, thank you," Yan Xuehuai re-wrote the letter and asked again, "Can you hand this letter over to me to save?"

"Of course." Chai Yan said quickly.

Yan Xuehuai looked at him and sighed quietly: "What a pity, what a pity."

Chai Yan asked in surprise, "What a pity?"

"It's a pity that you look so pretty..."

Yan Xuehuai didn't say the following words. She thought she wouldn't say it anymore. It's a pity that a young and handsome guy who looks so good, she can only look at it and not touch it. She used to think that it was impossible for two people. Now it's between her and him, and there is a possible feud.

Yes, feud.

Yan Xuehuai put the letter in his arms, turned around and left.

Chai Yan sat down dejectedly, with Dong Ji's barbecue stove in front of him. I don't know if it was a psychological effect. At this moment, Chai Yan felt an unpleasant smell of oil, which made him unable to breathe.

In early spring, February is cold and spring is cold. Early in the morning, Li Qiniang took Yan Xuehuai to the new house in Wenzhao Hutong. The new house was well-tied and could be moved in at any time.

But it's a bit far from Huichang Street, which is not as convenient as Shizi Hutong, so I can only come here every few days to stay.

Mrs. Ye asked them to find a house to live in. The house needs popularity to be maintained so that it can become more prosperous as it lives.

Li Qiniang thought it made sense. After discussing with Yan Xuehuai, the mother and daughter both thought that Tian Guihua's family was quite suitable.

Tian Guihua's son works in Lao Cui's workshop, and her daughter takes the work from the embroidery workshop and goes home to do it. Tian Guihua's husband is in poor health and cannot do heavy work, so he weaves baskets at home, and the whole family works diligently.

The house they live in is a large slum that rents one or two taels of silver a month, and it is mixed with good and bad luck. Tian Guihua's daughter went out twice and was almost bullied. Tian Guihua was so angry.

Li Qiniang said that she rented the yard to their house as soon as she entered the yard. Just like the current rent, she only charged one or two taels of silver per month, but she had to help clean and take care of the yard.

Tian Guihua was so happy that she didn't know what to say, so her family moved in two days ago.

Tian Guihua's husband is Chen Gui, an honest man, one son and one daughter, and her son Chen Jinhu, as his name is, a little shy; her daughter is named Chen Cuicui, with a slightly dark skin, a pair of watery eyes, and a distinct black and white.

Li Qiniang had seen Tian Guihua's children in the morning, and she was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was responsible for her. She was steady and would not make any mistakes.

She followed the instructions of her baby daughter and told Chen Gui where to plant flowers, what flowers to plant, where to plant vegetables, and what vegetables to plant. As for her daughter's idea of ​​raising a big dog, Li Qiniang temporarily put it aside.

The third entry was to rent it to Tian Guihua's house. The mother and daughter lived in the second entry. Although the back cover was empty, the land outside the wall had been enclosed. They originally wanted to raise mules and dogs, but now they are not raised for the time being, so they are handed over to Chen Gui to grow vegetables.

Growing vegetables was Li Qiniang's decision. Yan Xuehuai didn't think about it from the bottom of her heart, but Li Qiniang wanted to grow vegetables. Yan Xuehuai thought about the old ladies who had to secretly plant vegetables in the greening area of ​​the community in his previous life, so he nodded and agreed.

Fortunately, it was my own place and it was not planted outside. Li Qiniang wanted to grow vegetables, so let's plant it.

Back at the Persimmon Hutong, Mo Yu heard that they were going to grow vegetables in their new house and talked to Mrs. Ye. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Ye became interested all of a sudden. She was a famous lady of a lifetime and suddenly wanted to grow vegetables.

It was rare that the old lady had something to be interested in, and Mo Yu did not dare to neglect it. She sent Wu Jie and Wu Rui to buy vegetables and grow vegetables and seedlings, and then she opened a piece of land in the mansion.

After hearing this, Xin Bo also opened a palm-sized place to grow vegetables in Li Shiji's backyard.

For a moment, Yan Xuehuai felt that everyone around her was growing vegetables.

At this moment, Chai Yan's letters sent to the south were echoed.

This letter was much later than Yan Xuehuai expected. Yan Xuehuai thought it was because of the delay in the New Year, but soon she knew that she had thought it was wrong.

Of course, at this moment, Yan Xuehuai still didn't know the reason for the delay.

When Chai Yan came to find her, she was chatting about gossip with Dong Wanqian, but she didn't know what she said. Dong Wanqian slapped the table, and Yan Xuehuai smiled so hard that she leaned back and forth.
To be continued...