As soon as Gu Tingyu died, Mrs. Shao was completely exhausted physically and mentally. All the accumulated fatigue and sadness broke out all at once. She was immediately half-ill and lay down on the verge of death. The Mrs. Shao also expressed that she was 'overly sad' and could only moan in bed. ~
Minglan knew that the situation was not good, thought about it for a long time, and then secretly made up her mind that she could not take over Gu Tingyu's funeral, not to mention that she was not familiar with the rules of the Gu family. In this situation, no matter what she did, people would gossip, but
As the newly minted Mrs. Hou, it was difficult to shirk it. After much thought, she solemnly asked Mrs. Xuan to help.
"It's not that I'm lazy and unwilling to contribute, but at my age, I have never experienced any major events. My eldest brother's trivial matters are so important. If something goes wrong, I'm not sure what anyone will say." Minglan was frank and simply said everything.
He opened the door and said, "Sister-in-law, you are the only person in this house who pleases me to be considerate and at ease. If you don't help me, I won't know who to look for."
Mrs. Xuan was a good person by nature and always liked to take care of things. Seeing that Minglan was so sincere and trusting, she felt at ease. She immediately agreed and discussed it with her husband when she returned home.
"You agreed to such a big thing?" Gu Tingbing was going to the northwest in the next two days. Gu Tingxuan was busy taking care of everything. When he heard the news when he came back, he immediately thought it was not good and said to his wife anxiously, "Sir
Let’s stay less involved in the housing matter so as not to cause trouble again. It’s better to have less trouble than more trouble!”
"What do you know!" Mrs. Xuan rolled her eyes at her husband and leaned closer to elaborate, "I have thought about this matter. Although it is a little annoying, it is beneficial. For one thing, my younger siblings do have difficulties.
If this unnecessary thing is done in a big way, the two brothers Ye will not be happy. If it is done in a small way, people will inevitably gossip. If I take over the matter for her, she will definitely remember my benefits. Two things..."
She brought the warm tea to her husband and lowered her voice, "Look at the situation in our house. It will be a matter of time before the house is divided into another house. Then we will have to rely on ourselves for everything. But in recent years, my father-in-law has been obsessed with big things and small things.
I asked my second brother to do it. We have no connections, no heads, and not much money. While this is a free time, you and I should make more friends with useful people."
Gu Tingxuan didn't take it seriously and shook his head: "We only have a few relatives and friends in our family. Haven't you already known them?"
"You!" Mrs. Xuan nodded hard on her husband's forehead, "Can those who came to worship in front of Brother Ye this time be the same? Most of them have real power. They see their younger brothers and sisters.
If you are willing to entrust me with such a big thing, why don't you treat us differently?!"
Gu Tingxuan has always been afraid of things, but thinking that his children are getting older, those who want to marry each other, those who want to learn, will inevitably have to find jobs in the future, and it is not easy to rely on Gu Tingye for everything. He finally sighed and nodded.
In order to show her sincerity, Minglan went to Shaw in person the next day to ask for the Hou Mansion's cards and the keys to the warehouse. It took her a long time to explain her difficulties and the need to ask for foreign aid. Who knew that Shaw was so angry?
Yousi: "...it's all at my mother's place..."
Why didn't you tell me earlier? Minglan immediately went to the madam to kill her.
The madam had a beige green silk cotton handkerchief wrapped around her forehead. She was lying down and taking medicine. After Minglan finished her second emotional narration, she seemed stunned for a moment and stared at Minglan for a long time.
Minglan's heart went crazy when she looked at her with slightly red eyes, and then she asked her mother to get something.
Minglan secretly wiped away the cold sweat and handed over the cards and keys to Mrs. Xuan with satisfaction. She insisted that she was "too young to be alone" and was convinced that Mrs. Xuan did not dare to ask Mrs. Zhu to take over the matter. manage.
Nowadays, rumors are flying all over the world, pointing to the "ulterior motives" of the stepmother who has been acting as the stepmother for decades. If Zhu is asked to take charge of this matter, it will be even more convincing - she has held power for decades. I asked my eldest daughter-in-law to take care of her under the pretext of being sick and weak, but now she still refuses to let her go!
Mrs. Xuan was a happy person, and with no one to restrain her, she managed this white matter very beautifully, low-key and respectful, and the etiquette was thorough but not cumbersome. When it was time to mourn, the whole house burst into tears. It can be heard clearly inside and outside. When it's time to entertain guests, servants go around inside and outside in an orderly manner.
Minglan only had to carry half a bottle of osmanthus oil and cry a few times a day before going to Gu Tingyu Ling. She still had the strength to become familiar with the personnel relations of Ningyuan Houfu, and by the way, she took a look at the warehouse of the house that she had been curious about for a long time. Eye.
She felt deeply that she had hired the right person, so she expressed her gratitude to Mrs. Xuan every other day. She exchanged words every day, never the same, and praised Mrs. Xuan for being so happy that she completely forgot about the fatigue of only sleeping two hours a day. Hard.
Apart from that, Minglan spent most of the rest of the time at Shaw's house.
According to the doctor of the Taiyuan Hospital, Mrs. Tai's illness was a "mood" problem. However, Mr. Shao was so ill that he seemed to be running out of gas. Minglan was shocked and thought of pretending to be outside. Sad, it is better to take care of living people, which will give you a sense of accomplishment and make you easier to get along with in the future. ~
Shao didn't want to talk to Minglan. No matter what Minglan said or did, she would always respond with her eyes closed and a cold expression. Minglan was not angry, but only looked after her with gentle words and considerateness, prescribing prescriptions, testing soups and medicines, and treating the guests outside the mourning hall. I picked up some important things about the situation and told her, and brought Sister Rong here to keep Sister Xian company. I brought delicious and fun things from Chengyuan every day, so that the child could forget his sorrow for a while, and at least he could eat and sleep. Shao was not a hard-hearted person. Seeing Minglan's careful care, she couldn't help but soften her heart. She thought that these old grudges should not be vented on her new daughter-in-law who had only been married for a few months, so she gradually changed her attitude towards Minglan. The atmosphere is much gentler.
Minglan saw that she was so depressed that she didn't want to recover, she was just sad, and her illness became more serious, so she talked about her childhood, exaggerating a hundred times her "fear" after the death of Mrs. Wei. ,'wandering','loneliness' and all kinds of helplessness.
"...It is said that a child without a mother is like a grass, and this is absolutely true..." Minglan's eyes were red (she cried in front of the funeral again just now) and she choked softly, "My wife is very good. But in the end she has to take care of the whole family and several brothers and sisters inside and outside... If it weren't for my grandmother's pity, I, I really don't know..." Leave a long ellipsis behind for Shaw to imagine.
Shao was really frightened when she heard this. No matter how much she thought the Madam was a 'good person', she would not trust her daughter to her. She thought that her daughter had no father, and if she no longer had a mother, she was not sure what the future would be like. Once she became determined, the illness She was mostly healed, and on the day of the funeral, she was able to get up and go out to thank her relatives and friends.
Of course, Minglan also received great praise. Madam Tai smiled and praised her. Minglan expressed her humility and said in her heart: I will learn from you as an example.
Speaking of which, this was the first time in Minglan's life that she had served someone so seriously and thoughtfully. Not only were the maids in the courtyard not allowed to wear bright colors, but Sister Rong also made two new plain-colored clothes, and she herself even made herself a new one.
I can't find anything wrong with my feet.
Four colors of light monochromatic willow branch pattern, a set of bright rice beads and silver jewelry, no trace of color at all, even the coral tassels on the toes of the shoes were removed. Minglan turned this outfit around in front of Gu Tingye and asked
How is it?
Gu Tingye raised the corners of his lips: "I guess this will be the case if I die."
The lanterns at the entrance of the Hou Mansion were all covered with a layer of plain white. Minglan thought that two small white lanterns should also be hung at the entrance of Chengyuan and said, "It's almost three months." Unexpectedly, Gu Tingye said again: "Master, don't you?"
I was there for a while, but it only lasted a hundred days. If I had been there for so long, people who didn’t know it might have thought I was dead.”
Minglan sighed.
Well, this guy has a bad temper lately, speaks in weird ways, and is always sarcastic.
It's like you have gathered all your strength and are waiting to cause trouble for your enemy. Who knows, before you can actually make a move, they will die themselves, and they will be buried in splendor after death. Most of those who betrayed you don't know the inside story (before they have time to build up momentum).
), he even wanted to show more grief than the other in front of the soul, but he couldn't say, "My brother and I were enemies in the past life and enemies in this life, so you don't have to work too hard" and so on.
In fact, Minglan wasn't too happy either. It was just a funeral, but the gift money sent to the Marquis Mansion at a low price... She felt heartbroken. The big house had not been divided yet, so all these gold and silver properties had to be put into the treasury.
, but she will probably have to repay these favors in the future, and she doesn’t know how much scum will be left behind in the future separation of the family.
But she still advised generously: "In the end, the dead person is the most important. Everyone is dead, so what can you have to do with him?"
"I've known since I was sensible that he wouldn't live long." Gu Tingye said expressionlessly, "I haven't seen him do anything bad."
The deepest impression he had on his eldest brother during his childhood was that Gu Tingyu was being helped to drink medicine while half-dead, while slandering his father with malicious eyes. He had suffered a lot from this patient since he was a child.
In his view, illness cannot offset evil deeds, and sympathy does not affect hatred. People who have done bad things should be dragged up to accept punishment even in the hospital bed.
This concept has quite a modern meaning, and Minglan immediately expressed her great appreciation: "My husband really has a clear distinction between grudges and grudges, and he is a true husband."
Gu Tingye glanced at her, felt much better, and said with a smile: "You are so sharp-tongued! What a pity you don't go to the palace to talk nonsense with those scholars!"
Recently, he has a lot of opinions on scholars. Well, this is the second reason why he is depressed.
Since June, he has officially served as deputy governor of the Fifth Army Governor's Office, led the left army governor, and was granted the title of Tai Shaobao. As a result of his elevated status, he began to directly participate in discussions on military and state participation in politics. As the current situation stabilized, all the undercurrents gradually emerged.
It turned into a literary fight, and the front hall became a wrestling ground for various factions, with a group of people frothing at each other's lips every day.
They would quarrel over the posthumous title given to the late emperor; they would quarrel over the different ceremonial treatment given to the two queen mothers; they would also quarrel over personnel changes; as for administrative deployment and national policy decisions, they would even skip meals if they quarreled.
The ancestral system of this dynasty was for civil servants to control military commanders. Military officers mostly reported reports, and refutation and discussion were the work of civilian officials.
In the past, when Gu Tingye only cared about one-third of an acre of land, he could go in and out with his left ear and right ear while standing in the hall. Anyway, most of the important things would be copied in several copies and sent to the ministers for their own discussion. But now, he is half civilized and half martial.
I had to prick up my ears and listen carefully, because when the emperor was stunned and speechless by the civil servants, he liked to ask, "My beloved, what do you think of this matter?"
——This beloved lady is usually played by Shen Congxing, Yao Ge Lao, and Gu in turns, and others may play the role depending on their circumstances.
I thought he was big! If he had the ability to drag people out, why would he need to do this job and make a living by licking blood from the edge of a knife?
Does it have anything to do with whether or not one more word '文' should be added to the late emperor's posthumous title? Just on this matter, the two factions with a long history of grievances could get together and quarrel from dawn to dusk, talking about nonsense and quoting scriptures.
, from the quarrel between the Three Sovereigns and the Five Emperors to the late emperor’s improper favoring of Concubine Rong in his later years.
This kind of quarrel was quite mild. At least the emperor didn't have any big objections, and it was quite interesting to watch his subordinates quarreling.
The new emperor was obviously too young to know the dangers of the court. When the two factions couldn't argue, they asked the emperor for arbitration.
If the emperor refuses to agree, that would be unfilial. Before his death, the old emperor personally brought you up from a barren land, cultivated you, supported you, and established you as a heir to the throne. You actually think that the old emperor is not good?! You have a very bad conscience!
Got it!
Then, without pulling or pulling, there was a series of quotations from scriptures.
If the emperor agreed, it would be unclear. Because the old emperor delayed the appointment of the crown prince for more than ten years, which led to a bloody storm in the entire empire. The capital was bloodbathed. Many loyal ministers and generals died in the two incidents, so he still refused to give.
An explanation? Your Majesty, you must dare to sacrifice your mere filial piety for the sake of justice and justice for all people in the world!
Then he didn’t pull it, he didn’t pull it, and then he quoted a series of scriptures.
Xintianjue fell, oh my god, I was shot even while I was lying down.
Fortunately, he also had helpers, and they had been arguing for half a year, and it took a lot of effort from grandma to settle the matter.
Before the battle, there was another quarrel in the court over the treatment of the two empress dowagers.
The emperor naturally hoped to ask for higher treatment for his biological mother, but a large number of civil servants refused to agree. They said that before the death of the late emperor, Gu Ming had spoken in a room full of people saying, "After your death, you must treat the imperial concubine well, and all the rituals will be the same as those of the empress."
In fact, the old emperor was very ill at that time and was about to die. When he was in a coma, he only recognized the concubine who had been with him for many years. According to modern legal perspectives, the oral will in this case cannot actually be counted.
The quarrel lasted for half a month, and the emperor gritted his teeth angrily. Not only did the group of guys refuse to give in, they also kept saying that they would allow Empress Dowager Shotoku to live in the larger and more noble east apse based on her seniority.
Lao Geng, who was driving a business trip at the time, was accidentally called upon by the emperor to speak. He accidentally said, "My mother is naturally more noble than my mother who is not my mother." This stirred up a hornet's nest.
Comrade Geng immediately received an overwhelming rebuke like volcanic ash, saying that he was "uneducated and incompetent", "illegal", "ridiculous and ignorant"... This is still relatively minor. If it is more serious, it is said that he has "ulterior motives" and "bad intentions".
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Poor Comrade Geng was so scolded that he became dizzy and distraught. It is said that he was helped home by Zhong Dayou.
According to Gu Tingye's speculation, the emperor actually sympathized with Lao Geng.
In Sichuan, where the folk customs are simple and honest, a common solution is grudges. If there is a problem, everyone will take out a knife and stab it with three knives and six holes. It is estimated that Comrade Geng has never seen such highly aggressive behavior from civil servants.
Creatures, most of them are gentle and elegant on the outside, but ferocious and fierce on the inside. They never take action, but speak resolutely, and they can scold you from their ancestors to their aunt. My nephew recently visited a brothel without paying me, and he will definitely kill people.
Blood.
The next day, his memorial was flying to the cabinet like snowflakes.
According to the ancient patriarchal etiquette rules, the mother by blood is not as important as the mother by etiquette. If the concubine achieves great achievements, it is also the aunt who will be praised and appointed, and there will be nothing to do without the concubine (perhaps her life will be much better); if she has to let her
If the concubine is also honored, then it must be done first to the direct mother, and then to the concubine in descending order.
Lao Geng was wronged. He had no intention of going against the powerful etiquette.
In fact, careful analysis shows that this is not the case in the emperor's family.
Queen Sheng'an was not directly promoted from the concubine position to the queen mother. She was canonized as a queen during the certification ceremony. Instead, the imperial concubine (De Fei) was promoted from the concubine position to the queen mother. She has no son to become the emperor, so why?!
Those civil servants were obviously trying to confuse the public. They got hold of a piece of evidence against Lao Geng and started to quarrel with him. They kept making noises, and even one sentence could lead to people far away.
When the new emperor came to the throne, he couldn't resist their massive crowd tactics. He was stunned by the spit stars in the sky, and he appointed two empress dowagers. Now the harem is hampered everywhere, and I regret it all the time.
Someone probably gave some advice from behind, and after the emperor thought about it, he became more firm in his position. For the sake of his mother, and for his own better future, even when Empress Dowager Shengde went to the Ancestral Temple to cry for the late emperor, he refused to say a word.
let.
In one breath, he dismissed five or six officials who had been particularly aggressive and demoted more than ten official positions. Only then did he suppress the arrogance of those people. By the way, he also dumped the blame for Empress Dowager Shotoku's illness on those guys.
It is 'to sow discord between the Heavenly Family and have evil intentions'.
This battle was a great victory. I only have pity for Comrade Geng. He still claims to be ill at home and is afraid to come out to see others.
However, Mr. Yao Ge said that this kind of hard-line kung fu cannot be put to good use. This time the emperor was more or less in the right, and besides, it did not involve much in the real interests of the country. If the emperor always used his power to suppress others, his reputation would not be good.
Minglan nodded, saying that ginger is still hotter than old. What Yao Ge said is right to the point.
It is better to listen to advice more, adopt the opinions of ministers, and work together. After all, the emperor and Gu Tingye have only a short history, many state affairs are still being learned, the people's sentiments in the east, west, and south are very different, and there are many official factions. If you insist on going your own way,
If something bad happens, there won't even be an excuse to evade it. It will be all your fault, the Emperor.
So classmate Gu had no choice but to make a fuss.
In order not to disappoint the emperor, and not to make the same mistake as Comrade Geng, he would read more files on civil affairs at night, analyze and figure out things, and listen to scholars arguing with each other while at work. He did not dare to slack off for a moment, and had to go to his house after get off work. That enemy's eldest brother is crying. Even if he can't squeeze out tears, he still has to howl twice to express his feelings. In this way, it would be strange not to be depressed.
Fortunately, he is a very smart man. When his damn brother turned seventy-seven, he could already interject a few words in court discussions, and - according to Mr. Yao Ge - his interjection was very good.
A few days ago, the topic of salt affairs was discussed in the court.
Over the years, salt affairs have been in chaos, private salt has become common, and official salt cannot be collected in taxes. The accounts have been done flawlessly, and everyone is united. The late emperor sent several groups of people to investigate, but they either returned without success or trapped themselves there, and finally sat there.
He returned to Beijing in the prison car to resume his duties.
Now that the emperor wants to rectify the situation, the officials are quarreling as usual. The general idea is that they can't mess with it. If a quarrel breaks out, the world will be unstable again.
Gu Tingye listened for a whole morning and caught the one who was shouting the most enthusiastically. He asked humbly, "Ignore everything else, I just want to ask whether the salt affairs need to be rectified."
The official lost his temper for a long time and talked about a lot of consequences, impacts, and difficulties.
Gu Tingye asked again, 'Then you mean don't fix it? Just let it rot?'
No matter how those people talked around, Gu Tingye only asked one question: For the country and the people, should we rectify the salt affairs?
The salt tax accounted for one-fifth of the national treasury revenue, but now it does not even account for one-fiftieth. The salt service was so corrupt that no official dared to say that it would not be rectified, and the court was silent for a while. Seeing this, the emperor became more energetic.
Very good, very good. Since everyone thinks that the salt affairs should be rectified, the next questions are 'how to rectify it', 'who should be sent to rectify it', and 'should it be done slowly or quickly?'
Minglan was very appreciative. Gu Tingye was indeed on the right track. He knew how to separate and debate within two days of studying strategy. However, when the candidates for rectifying the salt affairs were discussed in the court, Minglan couldn't help but feel anxious: "You... want to go there?"
What?"
Gu Tingye waved his sleeves and sat on the Grand Master's chair, smiling and saying: "I told the emperor this morning that I can't do this kind of delicate work."
Minglan patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
It was really difficult for a woman in ancient times. She didn't want her husband to be Hai Rui, but she was also afraid that her husband would become Yan Song. It was best to be like Tan Lun, who had both loyalty and righteousness aside, and had a good reputation all over the world. She could also die a happy death with a high official position and a good salary, and finally have a good fortune.
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Gu Tingye looked at her like this, smiled and pinched her earlobe, and said warmly: "Don't worry. The emperor was right this time. Just after the Huaihe Army Rebellion two years ago, many people were changed in the garrison camps in various places, and all the commanders were replaced.
To make most of the first class loyal to the emperor's orders, the emperor decided to take action."
Minglan hugged the man's arm, smiled like a morning glory, put her head against his strong shoulder, and whispered: "As long as you are safe, I don't care about any glory or wealth." Her tone was soft and her body was soft.
Warm and soft.
Gu Tingye felt an itch in his heart, and he hugged Minglan with his backhand. His eyes darkened, and with a smile on his lips, he slowly touched his waist with one hand.
Minglan held down his lowering hand, her face turned red: "I'm just submissive to Qi Shaan."
No contraceptive method is 100% safe, not to mention that she was in a dangerous period right now.
Gu Tingye had a sullen face, hugged Minglan and rubbed him for a while, then finally stood up straight and strode out. Minglan saw that his face was not good, so she chased after him and asked in a low voice.
"Go grab the lantern."
The author has something to say:
Sorry for updating so late.
For everyone's pleasure, I will explain it here. I won't say when I will update it in the future, so I don't have to ask for leave. Anyway, I will code it as soon as I have time.
The truth is actually this. When we first started the project, we consulted some seniors for their opinions. Farming stories were basically not published because the affairs were trivial, the story was bland, and the length was too long. There was no earth-shattering love story, and there was no continuous war.
All in all, the economic benefits are not high.
I searched carefully and found that there seemed to be few published farming articles. There were no published farming articles even in a collection of farming articles like QIDIA.
Then I started writing.
With the mood of giving up publishing, I wrote very happily, going all over the world, letting go of my passion and happiness, putting several personalities that I have always been interested in into the characters, and then constructing an interesting story.
It would be even better if I could earn some pocket money. That was my thinking at the time, and that was it.
Unexpectedly, everyone was so supportive that my article climbed up the overall rankings step by step, and was even published, which was really unexpected.
I am very grateful to all the readers who have persisted in reading V articles. Because of your existence, there are still serious authors on the Internet who write stories seriously.
The topic has been opened, let’s continue talking about publishing.
This publication came to me from **Publishing Company, so it is a traditional Chinese version.
But don’t worry if you are waiting for the simplified version. I have agreed with the editor that if there is no simplified publishing house to help me publish, I can customize the printing. Then I will see if I can find a way to reduce the cost and let everyone buy Wumei.
I'm very picky when it comes to writing, and if I don't want to write I'll keep procrastinating.
Thank you all for putting up with this nonsensical guy like me.
As a professional reader, we often encounter articles that are anticlimactic, which start out amazing and then end badly.
I used to be a member of many scolding groups, but now that I have become an amateur writer, I think that the initial inspiration for an article is the most beautiful, the most touching, and the most perfect.
Therefore, when many authors first start writing, their literary thoughts surge and they feel like they are inspired to write. At that time, the author is writing based on desire and inspiration.
When the novel comes to a close, what supports the author at that time is his sense of responsibility and perseverance.
Be responsible for yourself, for your beautiful ideas, for your hard work over a long period of time, and of course, most of all, you must be responsible for the readers.
All I can say is that I will try my best.
I'm sorry for being angry because of the slow update.
There's nothing I can do about getting angry because the story didn't develop to my liking.
As for those people who will always think of the author's character for any reason, I am also very angry.