Huo Xi was pregnant, and Aunt Jun always wanted to do something with it.
The Jun family was her natal family, and they both prospered and suffered losses. Huo Xi secretly suppressed the Jun family's business, and Aunt Jun secretly hated her. How could she come back without taking revenge.
When asked about the Duke of Guizhou, he hesitated and looked like he was not comfortable speaking.
The Duke of Guizhou was so tired that he wanted to sleep, and he had no patience, so he said, "Sleep."
Aunt Jun glared at the back of his head angrily, "If you want to listen, I'll tell you. Anyway, it's not my reputation that's being hurt."
Seeing that the Duke of Guizhou raised his ears and rolled his eyes again, he said like a strong man breaking his wrist: "People say that the blood of the fetus in her belly is impure. You can still sleep."
"Nonsense!" Duke Qian was very angry, turned over and glared at Aunt Jun.
"You are also a grandmother, how can you say such a thing!"
Aunt Jun was also angry, "I didn't say that, why are you angry with me!" She turned over and lay down, ignoring others.
Duke Qian looked at her sideways and was stunned for a moment, thinking about Aunt Jun's words for a while, "Is such a thing really being said outside?"
"You will know after you listen outside. Why should I bother you?"
How could the Duke of Guizhou, with his status, go out and listen to gossip? Even if there were gossip, no one would dare to spread it to his ears. Aunt Jun was sure of it.
Why are such words being spread outside? It's just that Mrs. Zhang was raped by someone before, and it took many days to find her.
Although the storm subsided, she is now pregnant.
Have the rumors started again? Duke Qian frowned. This child came at the wrong time. It would have been better if he had come earlier or later.
Suddenly I lost my sleepiness.
From the corner of her eye, Aunt Jun saw him sitting in a daze hugging the quilt, and the corner of her mouth curled up.
The next day, when he came out of the meeting hall, Duke Qian stopped Mu Yan.
I first praised him for his efforts this time, and then said a lot more. He rambled about but failed to say what he wanted to say.
As an elder, it would be inappropriate for him to ask if that person is your bloodline. But the person in front of him is his biological son, and no one in the eldest family cares about the good or bad of his wife. He won't say anything.
Who said?
But it’s a lot of nonsense, but it doesn’t get to the point.
Mu Yan could tell that he had another purpose. "Does the second uncle have something to say to Yan?"
The Duke of Guizhou gritted his teeth. Every time he heard his son call him second uncle, his heart felt blocked. But what could he do? He had agreed to his adoption back then. Seeing that his second wife now had no legitimate son, and this adopted son,
It's getting better and better, so good that it's frustrating.
I can only sigh deeply in my heart.
Just as he was about to speak cryptically, Mu Ang came over and said, "Second brother, what are you telling Yan'er?"
How can we say this? The Duke of Guizhou felt a little regretful and smiled at Mu Ang: "I'm talking about his labor in the army."
"It's about Lao Jun. Yan'er is really promising. According to the report from the army's lieutenant general, Yan'er has fought all over the army without a single opponent."
He patted Mu Yan's chest and said, "Well done. As expected of your grandfather, he hired a martial arts master to teach you martial arts since you could walk. You have mastered eighteen martial arts skills and are unmatched by anyone in the army. He did not lose his face."
"Third uncle has been overrated. He is not without opponents. There are many outstanding soldiers in the local guards. They are strong and skilled in martial arts, and they are also skilled in the use of military strategies."
"That's right, don't be arrogant in victory and don't be discouraged in defeat. Fan Yang, the commander of Maguandu, said a lot of good things about you. He said that you are a young hero, like your grandfather." Mu Ang looked at him with a pleased expression.
"Commander Fan is the one who overestimated his reputation."
The Duke of Guizhou looked on with pride, his face full of pride. He could not speak out what was in his heart until Mu Yan left.
When Mu Yan returned to the study, he remembered the embarrassed look on Duke Qian's face just now. He had something to say to him but could not say it out. He was about to say it, but he stopped talking as soon as his third uncle came.
What words can’t Third Uncle listen to?
Call Kan Er and ask him to secretly keep an eye on the Duke of Guizhou to see if he has been in contact with anyone special these days.
Kan Er was puzzled: "We can't get too close to the Duke of Guizhou." The secret guards around the Duke of Guizhou are no less than those on the young master's side. And all of them are masters.
Mu Yan kicked him: "I asked you to stare at me closely?"
Uh... Do we have to keep an eye on it?
"Yes, I'm going to tell my men now." He looked strange. He thought Mu Yan would be amused, but he didn't expect to see the young master's brows furrowed, puzzled: "Master, what happened?"
Mu Yan shook his head, "I feel a little uneasy." He didn't know why he felt like this. It was just that he looked like he was hesitant to speak, which made him a little uneasy.
"Let people watch from a distance. If there is anything suspicious, report it in time."
Kan Er also became serious when he said this, "Yes, I understand."
After Mu Yan came back, because Huo Xi was pregnant again, he no longer ran out frequently. He stayed with her at home or accompanied her to the workshop to check the shipment status.
The mushroom products, dried mushrooms, fresh mushroom paste and other products produced in the workshop are shipped to Jiangnan and Central Plains and other places, but they are sold out by the distribution merchants before they can even be put on the shelves. When shipped to pastoral areas such as Xifan, they are also surprisingly easy to sell.
Flower series products, snacks, sauces, essential oils, spices, dried flowers and other products sell better and are more profitable.
Originally, Huo Xi thought that by transporting the essential oils and spices back to the south of the Yangtze River and sailing out to sea, they would be able to sell them at a high price. Unexpectedly, the essential oils and spices that were sent to Xifan, Xifan, Qiang, and other places outside the Guan Dynasty, and were sold unexpectedly well.
And the transportation cost is lower than sending it back to Jiangnan. The profit is high and the cost is low, so it has become one of the best-selling products sent outside the customs.
Huo Xi didn't originally plan to flex his muscles in the southwest. He and his wife didn't know when they would be recalled to Beijing, and they didn't expect to make any big moves. Unexpectedly, due to the battle with Jun Mingzhang and the Jun family, they unexpectedly
A more profitable trade route was opened up.
As the number of orders increased, dozens more workshops were opened. Not only did it solve the employment problem of the family members of the troops stationed in Kunming City, but it also provided work for the excess labor of the family members of the military stations in various places.
Even though the military allowances issued by the military last year were still insufficient, every family's life has become much better and is no longer so difficult.
In the past, almost every guard station had deserters every year due to being located in a borderland, missing their hometown, or struggling to make ends meet. Now, after just one winter, the situation has improved a lot.
You still have to be fed and clothed. If you have clothes to cover your body and are decently dressed, you are not hungry, and you have spare money in your pocket, how can you not survive?
Look at what the workshop brought in last year. With my own hard work, I can steadily earn one or two and a half silver dollars a month.
Her grandmother rented a loom to work at home. She had to do household chores, take care of the military field, and take care of her grandson at home. She could earn several hundred coins a month.
Nowadays, the life of the three of them is much better, better than that of ordinary people in the city.
Xiduo handed Huo Xi a paper bag and said, "Madam, this is a snack made by my grandmother. I heard that you like to eat Dingsheng cake. She learned to make it at home. I hope Madam won't dislike it."
"Dingsheng cake? Then I want to eat it." He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up. It was not worse than the ones made by the Zhang clan, "Well, not bad, your grandmother's craftsmanship can be sold on the street.
The cake is gone."
Xiduo pursed her lips happily.
Huo Xi looked at her: "Do you have anything else to say to me?"
