Qin Tongpan naturally hopes that his son will have a good future.
Originally, after marrying the Kong family, the two families tried their best to find him a job, but they didn't know something happened to the Kong family.
Now the good thing has turned into a bad thing.
Judge Qin Tong sighed: "Just keep an eye on him and tell him not to cause trouble for me again."
Mrs. Qin heard the connotation of the words and immediately asked: "Is there something wrong in the government office?"
Judge Qin Tong frowned: "There may be changes in the generals guarding Minzhou recently. The old injury on Lieutenant General Xu's waist has become serious again. Now he is lying at home unable to get up."
Lieutenant General Xu suffered back injuries several times, the last time being when something happened to the governor of Taozhou.
This person will hide whenever something happens, just like the old bastard in the pool.
Mrs. Qin said: "Then Deputy General Xu can't go to the Yamen, does he have to promote someone else to lead the army?"
"That's what worries me," Qin Tong said, "Minzhou has changed two county captains, both of whom are from Sun Ji. This time, Lieutenant General Xu fell ill..."
Mrs. Qin's eyes widened: "Are you saying that Sun Ji wants to control Minzhou's troops? Try to place his own men into Minzhou?"
Qin Tongpuan nodded.
Mrs. Qin looked sad: "What should I do, sir? Should I seek refuge with Sun Ji, or..."
"If I could know, I wouldn't worry about it," Qin Tong said. "There is no one who can discuss it right now. That Zhao Jingyun really doesn't live up to expectations. Since he dares to come to Taozhou, he should make some arrangements. He thinks that Prince Yu is still here."
When something big happens, someone will help him deal with the aftermath..."
"Huh, Prince Yu is dead. He is just an ant. He desperately wants to cross this river. If he goes down, he will only drown."
Mrs. Qin said: "Then are you ready to join Sun Ji?"
Qin Tongpan didn't want to think about it, because Sun Ji was not a good person, and he might be blamed if something was leaked in the future. Otherwise, why would Sun Ji be looking at Minzhou? He was dragging them into trouble, and it was also to make it easier for him to find a scapegoat in the future.
Therefore, neither the front nor the back is the same.
Thinking of this, Judge Qin Tong threw the tea bowl in his hand on the table: "It's okay not to be a bad official."
Mrs. Qin knew that the master was speaking out of anger, so she quickly comforted her: "Are you discussing with others? I don't know who among the staff around you has a good idea."
Speaking of staff, Qin Tongpan thought of Mr. Song who lived in the wing.
A very smart person has more books in his belly than anyone else, but what’s the use? Wouldn’t he also end up like this?
He didn't even have any decent clothes on his body, and he even accepted a girl as his disciple.
If you speak out, you won't be afraid of being laughed at.
We are really at the end of our rope.
No matter how good a female disciple is in teaching, what's the use? He can't get fame, he can't pay tribute to the Academy, and he still has to get married in the end. Is it possible that he can use female disciples to climb the dragon and the phoenix?
Qin Tongpan was irritated, but he still had to go to the government office to solve the problem. He stood up and told Mrs. Qin: "Take care of your home. Don't make any mistakes at home again."
Mrs. Qin nodded: "Nothing will happen at home, sir, don't worry."
Except for the baby that smelled like horse manure, running around all day long made people feel uncomfortable... She was almost hit by the baby girl several times in the garden.
The Qin family is almost turning into a horse farm.
Mrs. Qin hopes that this matter will be settled soon so that the two plague gods in the wing can be sent away.
With the help of Qin Gao and Nie Shuang, Zhao Luoyang had a lot of leisure time. During these days, she exchanged items from the system for takeout.
She mixed it with flour and sold it to restaurants, and her two brothers helped her sell eggs. Although they didn't make much money, they were not very conspicuous.
Walking around the market and helping Zheng Yicai buy medicinal materials, Zhao Luoyang planned to find a suitable time to exchange some medicinal materials from the system to sell.
Based on the experience of the last exchange, ginseng was the most profitable, but she always felt that there was a difference between the Codonopsis ginseng in the system and their real Shangdang ginseng.
If she hadn't met a drug store manager like Tan Zheng, she wouldn't have prepared the Codonopsis pilosula to defraud money. But she could still sell Poria cocos and licorice.
Caravans coming and going like to buy these two kinds of medicinal materials.
After making several moves like this, the value of the wealth reached more than 13,000. Zhao Luoyang still felt that it was not enough. He was about to do something big, and the more he accumulated, the more at ease he would be.
Besides, there were many places to spend money, so she could only hope that Sui Ji could go to see Sun Ji later.
This way she can have more time to prepare.
"Shi Jiu," Zhao Luoyang said, "Our map is almost finished. I'm thinking about whether we should exchange it for anything else during this period."
Now she looks at the map and draws it for Shi Jiu to see, and Shi Jiu helps her gradually improve it. Although Shi Jiu can't see the map redeemed in the system with his own eyes, he can make a rough guess after being talked about it by her.
She often thought, if Shi Jiu were a person, how smart would he be?
Only with the map can we guess where Sun Huihui hid his war horses.
"It's almost there," Shi Jiu said, "There will probably be some news from Nie Shuang soon. Don't run around all day. Find some time to rest."
"I understand." Zhao Luoyang said.
She and Shi Jiu talk about everything now. Except when she is doing personal things, she will block Shi Jiu out of her mind. At other times, she will share everything with Shi Jiu.
Zhao Luoyang said: "Shi Jiu, has your health increased a little?"
Shi Jiu didn't hide anything: "One thing is that it has increased by 8 points during this period."
Zhao Luoyang shook his head: "So few?"
Who is to blame? Shi Jiu didn't know how to explain it. Can't some people only remember their own charm and wealth? Occasionally giving him an increase in health points came from dreams.
Zhao Luoyang said: "Maybe the system has its rules. I think after completing the character card mission, both the system and you will have some changes. At least your shadow will be a little clearer."
At the moment, Shi Jiu's face is blurry and unclear. Perhaps as his health increases, it will become more real. Zhao Luoyang knows that these are systematic "anthropomorphic" designs, but she still hopes to see Shi Jiu's face.
.
"Maybe," Shi Jiu said, "You want to see me?"
Zhao Luoyang said: "I think so."
Shi Jiu's heart moved, and a surge of emotion seemed to well up: "You can see it."
…
Beijing.
Futong Temple.
The coffin of King Yu is parked here, and eminent monks come to read scriptures every day.
The emperor granted permission for King Yu's family to enter the west side of Taizu's imperial mausoleum. Once the tomb is repaired, King Yu can be buried.
There was a sound of footsteps.
The monk hurriedly got out of the way, and then the servants filed in.
"Miss Feng is here."
The servant guarding the coffin for Prince Yu immediately changed his face when he heard this voice. Miss Feng comes to see the prince every other day, but she just came yesterday, why is she here again today?
This second young lady is the jewel in the eye of the current Queen Mother's mother's family. If Prince Yu had not died in the battle, the Queen Mother would have arranged for their marriage.
Although Prince Yu is gone now, Miss Feng does not shy away from suspicion. She is in charge of everything in the mourning hall of Prince Yu. In addition to Prince Yu's concubine, Miss Feng is responsible for everything in Futong Temple.
If anyone does something inappropriate, they will definitely be punished by Miss Feng.
Thinking like this, everyone was busy.
When Miss Feng entered the house, there were candles and incense in the room, and more than a dozen servants were kneeling beside her.
The embroidered shoes inlaid with pearls stepped on the brick surface of the hall, and as he walked forward step by step, the servants held their breath and lowered their heads.
Miss Feng Er kept staring at the coffin, her almond-shaped eyes red.
Last night she dreamed of King Yu again. He had just returned from fighting in the frontier. He was wearing a suit of armor and a snow-white necklace on his head. He was riding a war horse and came towards her.
She lifted up her skirt and was about to run over, but his shadow suddenly disappeared.
After waking up from the dream, Miss Feng remembered that King Yu was dead.
"Open the coffin," Miss Feng Er ordered.
There were expressions of surprise on the faces of the people around him.
Miss Feng Er looked at the steward next to her with a cold face: "Didn't you hear what I said?"
The steward didn't dare to disobey, so he waved his hand, and everyone in the hall immediately stood up and walked out as if they were being pardoned.
"Second Miss," the wet nurse next to her stepped forward, "What are you going to do? Didn't you already see King Yu's body when it came to Beijing? Why do you want to see it again?"
Not only have I seen it, but I have also counted all the scars on my body. I have checked everything that the concubine knows, that people outside know, and that people in the military camp know. There are no discrepancies.
Therefore, even if the face cannot be seen clearly, it can still prove the identity of Prince Yu.
Miss Feng Er looked at the wet nurse: "I don't think he is dead. People like him will not die so easily."