The carriage stopped again on the road, and the two women and Banqin each came from behind with a stack of books in their arms.
"Madam, are these enough?" they asked.
The car curtain opened, Cheng Jiaoniang nodded and watched them put the books on the table.
There were already a lot of books piled in the small car, and now more books were piled in, making it look even more crowded.
"Madam, take a rest after watching for a while. Carefully hurt your eyes." Banqin ordered.
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded, holding the book in her hand and unfolding it.
The carriage continued to move slowly.
Because her family has served in the Taishi Bureau for generations, reading history books has been something she has done since she was a child. However, when she recalled it at this time, she did not remember much about the things in the books she flipped through casually.
Is it because the history books record all major events, and many people and events in the course of a hundred years of history are as inconspicuous as sand? Now that I am here, I hear and see these so-called famous people, but they are actually far from being able to leave their names in history.
the point.
For example, none of the famous ministers were named Chen Shao. Zhang Chun did have some records, but he was just a great Confucian who taught teachings and solved doubts. There is no record of him participating in court affairs. As for the Qin family and the Zhou family, there is no record of him.
No impression at all.
The next emperor was Zhongzong's eldest son.
Cheng Jiaoniang put down her book and reached out to do some calculations. She ascended the throne five years later and reigned for forty-five years. Her ancestor Cheng Ping began to rise to prominence at that time, but the Cheng family did not start entering the official career at this time.
In fact, our ancestors had always lived a peaceful life, living in seclusion in the mountains and small towns of Jiangzhou Prefecture, and writing books and biographies throughout their lives.
Like other families, the Cheng family laid the foundation in the first generation and strengthened it in the second generation. It was not until the third generation that they were able to flourish.
The foundation left by our ancestor Cheng Ping to his descendants is his book explaining Lao Tzu, his exquisite physiognomy and his growing reputation.
So what happened to Cheng Jiaoniang’s Beicheng family?
Now it seems to be famous in Jiangzhou Prefecture, but a hundred years later it seems that it has never existed.
Every word in history books is worth a thousand dollars, and every line and page counts time. However, the complicated and trivial things in daily life cannot be easily written down. If so, many people would not pursue the pride of leaving a name in history.
So what if I find something that matches my memory?
Cheng Jiaoniang put down the book in her hand and closed her eyes.
The people and things here have nothing to do with her!
Three hundred years apart, what does it matter if she is alive? Her loved ones still died tragically, but there is nothing she can do to prevent or avenge her.
Daliang, Yang...
Yang!
Cheng Jiaoniang opened her eyes suddenly and stretched out her hand to open the car curtain.
"Stop the car," she said.
The attendant next to the car hurriedly stopped the car and rode over to ask for instructions.
"I'm going to Liangzhou." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"Liangzhou?"
Manager Cao walked over quickly, stroking his hat, and was a little confused after hearing Cheng Jiaoniang's words.
"Now?"
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.
"I want to go for a walk," she said.
Another walk!
Manager Cao, who had already heard his entourage describe the situation during the walk, was startled.
It's just a walk along the city. Walking to Liangzhou is life-threatening. Why do you suddenly think of Liangzhou? If you really miss your old friend like Cheng Ping said, then you should go to Bingzhou.
"Madam, Liangzhou is too far away..." He thought for a moment and said, "It's winter again. If you really want to go, you have to go home and prepare yourself. Do you have all the food, clothing, and supplies?"
Cheng Jiaoniang smiled and nodded.
"Yes, that's how it should be." She said, "Let's keep walking. Let's go home first and then make an agreement."
Fortunately, it didn't change too much, and it was still reasonable and measured. Manager Cao breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he was reasonable and measured, it was okay for the girl's family to have more changeable emotions.
"Let's go, let's get home before dark!" Manager Cao turned around and waved his hand and shouted to everyone.
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In the Cheng family, Mr. Cheng has gotten much better and can walk around. However, his condition has improved, but his mood has not improved much.
The government came to the door day by day, asking about this, passing on that, looking at this and checking that, and there was no peace inside and outside. As the two shops were closed, various rumors about the Cheng family spread in the city, causing other industrial shops to also have a deserted business.
It's not yet time for the lion to open his mouth, but a lot of tea money has been given away, and this trend is definitely getting stronger.
"Where is the second master?" He walked back and forth a few steps and asked again.
Just now, someone had sent someone to call the second master to come over to discuss the dowry. It was already time for a cup of tea, and it was time to crawl over.
"The second master has returned to his post..." the boy said with his head lowered.
Mr. Cheng was shocked and angry.
"Who asked him to go back? When did he go back?" he shouted.
"Master, don't worry." Mrs. Cheng came out of the room hurriedly to persuade her.
Mr. Cheng took a few quick breaths and was helped by Mrs. Cheng to sit down.
"How could I not be anxious!" He gritted his teeth and said, "They are indeed a father and a daughter, they are as hard-hearted as they are."
"They must have colluded again. When the second son came back, Erlang changed again. First he came here to serve him three times a day, and now he turned around and left without saying a word." Mrs. Cheng said,
Unable to hide his anger, he said, "I will have the woman who is causing trouble for the family to be driven away and sent back to the Peng family so that they can take a good look at the good daughter they raised!"
Mr. Cheng stretched out his hand to hold her.
"Okay!" he said, "That woman is eager for you to drive her away. If she goes out and yells again, the face of our Cheng family will be completely ruined."
"Then it's not ruined now?" Mrs. Cheng said angrily.
"At least we can keep the door closed and it's our own business." Mr. Cheng gasped.
"Can we still close the door now?" Mrs. Cheng said.
Mr. Cheng clutched the tea bowl.
"Yes, doesn't she just want a dowry?" He gritted his teeth and said, "Give it to her!"
Give it to her? Mrs. Cheng raised her voice.
"Then what do we do? Losing face and hurting our lizi?" she said, her hands shaking with distress and anger.
Those properties are said to be the dowry of the Zhou family, but they have been managed by her for so many years, so why should they be used as dowries for others in vain?
"You are confused." Mr. Cheng spat out, "Originally, it was someone else's dowry."
Mrs. Cheng bit her lower lip and looked livid.
"Let's close the door first, otherwise our Cheng family will be torn apart by outsiders if we open the door so wide." Mr. Cheng said, and asked outside, "Has the woman come back?"
"Not yet." The maid outside the door replied, "But sir, that girl and the steward of the Zhou family left in a hurry last night and haven't come back yet. Did they go to pick up the lady?"
"Last night? In a hurry?" Mr. Cheng asked with a frown, sitting upright.
"Yes." The maid nodded, "It seems that someone came back to report some news, and they left in a hurry. I wonder if something happened to that lady..."
Mrs. Cheng sneered.
"It would be strange if nothing happens to a girl who keeps running around." She said.
It would be great if something happened! It can be regarded as retribution from God!
"I guess he's coming back. Just keep an eye on him and let me know as soon as he comes back." Mr. Cheng said.
The servant girl responded yes.
There was no conversation all night, and when it was daylight, after Mr. Cheng had taken the medicine, the maid hurried in to report that Mrs. Cheng was back.
"I entered the door at midnight yesterday," she said, "Mrs. Cheng Er just passed by."
Mrs. Cheng sneered.
Mr. Cheng sat up hesitantly.
"Master, we can't go," Mrs. Cheng said.
Mr. Cheng thought for a moment and called the housekeeper.
"Go to her and tell her that you can give her the dowry in my name," he said.
The butler responded and went out.
Mrs. Cheng could not hide her distress.
"Don't feel bad. All the dowry will be given to her, and it will be taken to your mother's family when the time comes. It will be regarded as a good deal and no outsiders will be left. Besides, I'm afraid you will have to take care of it." Mr. Cheng consoled him, "You want to
I think, if there is really going to be a fight over the dowry, the second child will definitely make trouble in the marriage, and then we will have no say at all."
For the same reason, this is the only way things can be done now. Mrs. Cheng nodded, took a step back, and talked about it later.
Not long after the housekeeper left, another maid hurried in.
"Madam, Madam Wang is here," she said.
It was time to come. Mrs. Cheng was busy adjusting her clothes. She had made so many troubles and put it off for so long. She was so anxious that she didn't know if she could still get married years ago.
Mr. Cheng got up and avoided it. Mrs. Cheng was waiting in the hall. She waited left and right but did not see Mrs. Wang come in.
"What's going on?" she asked with a frown.
The maid was also a little strange and hurriedly went out to take a look. After a while, she came back with a strange look on her face, but there was still no sign of Mrs. Wang behind her.
Got it wrong? It’s impossible to get it wrong.
"Madam, Mrs. Wang, she..." the servant woman said, but stopped talking.
"What's wrong with her?" Mrs. Cheng asked.
"She went south," the servant said.
South?
Mrs. Cheng was a little puzzled.
"What are you going to the south for?" she asked.
"Just now at the door, she casually asked if Mrs. Cheng was back... Just as the housekeeper was about to go over, she answered her question, and then... then..." The servant woman stammered, because this matter was really unbelievable, she
She didn't even know what she was saying, "Then Mrs. Wang followed her over there..."
"You mean, she went to see that fool?" Mrs. Cheng asked, with a look of shock on her face.
Did she hear it correctly?
"Probably so," the maid said.
"Why did she go to see her? To see her daughter-in-law?" Mrs. Cheng said, "Then you have to come to see me first. How can there be any reason for her to come to see her in person?"
So it's strange. The servant girl was chattering and didn't know what to say. Suddenly, Mr. Cheng heard the sound and came out.
"You just said that Mrs. Wang asked if Madam Cheng was back?" he asked.
The maid was startled for a moment, then thought seriously and nodded.
"Yes, that's what Mrs. Wang asked when she got out of the car," she said.
Mr. Cheng frowned.
"How did she know that the woman was out?" he asked. (To be continued)
