The west of the city is the Prince's Mansion of Pingjun, and the main house of the inner courtyard.

With the silver bell-like laughter, a thirteen-four-year-old girl came in outside, wearing a rose-red flag suit and a silver vest on the outside. She had a blushing face and looked cute and cute.

Cao Jia sat up slightly and said to the two concubines in front of him: "Why don't you go and throw a veil and wipe the princess' hands."

The little girl's eyes widened and she leaned over to Cao Jia: "Good sister-in-law, how did you know that Baoya came back just after she hit her outside?"

Cao Jia pointed to the ground, Baoya lowered her head, and found that she had half a piece of grass on her shoes.

"Hmph! Tell Tana to be proud. The ones who have the red flags are all waste, even a few Mongolians can't compare to me. I'm so embarrassed!" Baoya pouted and said dissatisfied.

Cao Jia smiled and said, "Is it just a red flag? Didn't the people from the Zhenghuang Banner also follow our princess to run away?"

Baoya took the handkerchief handed over by the two concubines and wiped her hands: "On weekdays, I go up to the three flags all day long and brag about the three flags, aren't they all useless!"

"Mongols grew up on horseback, and their equestrian skills are naturally superb. How could these young men in Beijing be able to compare with them? If you challenge others' strengths, how can you not lose?" Cao Jia said.

"What about the next archery comparison? What if you lose to the Mongols again?" Baoya frowned, very distressed.

Cao Jia didn't know how to explain this sister-in-law who liked to be competitive, so she changed the topic: "Why did you laugh so happily just now?"

Baoya laughed again when she heard her sister-in-law’s question, and said while laughing: “Sister-in-law, you don’t know that something interesting happened at the door of the mansion just now! That Nalan Chengping was so funny that he was so funny that he was shot into half a piece of horse manure out of thin air!”

"Nalan Chengping, the nephew of the Prime Minister's Mansion?" Cao Jia shook his head: "That guy is so frivolous, he must have offended someone!"

Baoya nodded: "When I just entered the city, I seemed to hear him tease a female family member. My mouth was not clean, and eating horse manure was considered a cheap one."

The sister-in-law and sister-in-law were talking, and Cao Jia's dowry maid Tingqin came in to report: "Father Jin, I've found out clearly. It's really the old man who came to Beijing. He just arrived at the old house!"

Cao Jia couldn't help but smile. While asking Tingqin to take someone to invite him, he ordered the servants in the mansion to prepare a banquet.

After hearing this, Baoya hurriedly asked: "Is it the brother that my sister-in-law always talks about? The one who is two years older than Baoya?"

Cao Jia nodded, and the face of a little boy appeared in front of him. He hadn't seen him for three years, and I don't know what his younger brother looked like now.

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Cao Mansion in the Beijing, the west yard.

Cao Yan took a comfortable hot bath to take a comfortable and took off the fatigue of the journey. After taking a shower and dressing in a neat manner, he asked Zijing to find the gifts that Jiang Ning brought to his sister. Even if he was going to Ma Mansion to have a banquet in the evening, the Prince's Mansion would still have to go there first. He would go to the palace to complete his errand tomorrow, and he would have to say nothing about it if he had to have time.

Cao Yan asked the butler Cao Zhong to pick two of them. In the future, there will inevitably be jobs such as running errands around him. It is hard to ask the two brothers of Wei to do it, which is a bit useless.

Because everyone first arrived in the capital and saw that everything was fresh, Cao Yan asked the housekeeper to pay 50 taels of silver for the Wei brothers, and gave them half a day off, so that they could go out for a walk around. He himself took Xiaoman and two new chiefs to visit his sister at the Prince's Mansion of Pingjun.

As soon as he left the gate of Cao Mansion, Cao Yong saw a carriage coming to the door. The two dowry maids from Cao Yan, Listen to the Qin and Pinpainting.

"It's really my uncle, I'll pay my respects to you!" Tingqin and Pinhua smiled and bent down to say hello.

Cao Yong saw the two wearing flag clothes and gold and silver on their heads, and they were more beautiful than in previous years. They were not as shy as they were in Jiangning: "Why are you here? I was about to visit my sister, but I was wondering if it would be rude if I didn't send someone to say hello in advance."

Tingqin said, "Miss has been talking about it these days, and sending people to inquire about the news about the old man every day. As soon as he received the letter, he sent a servant to welcome the old man. If it weren't for the inconvenience of the girl, he would probably have to come in with her!" Because it was a dowry brought by her parents' family, although Cao Jia was called the concubine in the mansion, he still called him according to the old name in front of Cao Yong.

Cao Yong nodded, not surprisingly, in history, his sister seemed to have given birth to five or six sons, and now only two of them are included in the belly. The eldest son Fu Peng, who is one of the first years old, should be the one who was raised by Kangxi in history and finally became a member of Qianlong.

Cao Yong got on the horse, listened to the piano, got two books on the car, and the group went to Pingjun Prince's Mansion.

The Prince of Pingjun was located in Shifuma Street, Xicheng and was built during the Shunzhi period. As one of the eight iron hat kings in the founding country, the Prince of Pingjun was from Daishan, the second son of Taizu, the first prince of Li. The first prince was Yuetuo, the eldest son of Daishan, and the great-grandfather of Nersu. The title was "Keqin Prince" and was posthumously titled after his death. When Nersu's father inherited the title, he was renamed Prince of Pingjun by Kangxi, and the Prince of Keqin Prince of Keqin Prince of Pingjun was also renamed Pingjun Wangfu.

Although Cao Yong was in Beijing in his previous life, he was not familiar with the other authentic royal palaces except Yonghe Palace. Yonghe Palace, as the place where two generations of emperors, became a royal lama temple, which was more like a temple.

In front of me are five high polio tiles, three vermilion doors, and the middle door is closed, only the west door is slightly covered, and it seems that it is often opened.

Several servants from the royal palace in front of the door saw a young man riding a horse and following the carriage of the royal palace. They didn't know what to call him, so they saw two girls in charge of the mansion coming out of the carriage: "I'm not happy to greet you, it's Jiangning's uncle who is here!"

Jiangning was the concubine's mother's home. Several servants beat Qianqian, and the horse led the horse, and were very attentive. Cao Yong dismounted and signaled Xiaoman to give a reward. He followed Tingqin and Lanshu into the palace.

"Brothers, this is the wine money my master rewards. Brothers take the time to drink a cup to relieve fatigue!" Xiaoman smiled and gave two ingots, and these servants flattered him again.

After entering the gate, I passed the screen wall and walked along the west side of Yin'an Hall. Listening to Qin and I was hesitating whether to lead Cao Yong to the living room or the side hall: the living room is too solemn, and the side hall is afraid of negligence.

Cao Jia received the news and had already come out. She had two pairs of heads and was wearing a luxurious flag dress embroidered with red butterflies in royal blue. However, she did not pick the bottom of the flower pot, but was wearing a pair of soft blue-satined shoes. Although her belly did not show its appearance, due to the birth, Cao Jia's body looked slightly plump than before her marriage, and her original oval face looked rounder.

When he saw his younger brother, Cao Jia's eyes were already red before he could speak.

Cao Yong felt soft and bowed: "Sister!"

The few mothers behind Cao Jia's family looked a little strange, and this title was a bit incompatible with etiquette. You should know that there is a difference between master and slave. Even if they are brothers and sisters, one of them married into the royal palace as the legitimate wife, is the serious master; no matter how prominent the father and grandfather are, they are just royal robbers and slaves. However, there are no other elders in the royal palace, and Cao Jia's affairs are arbitrary. Who dares to make a statement at this time?

"Yes!" Cao Jia nodded and looked at Cao Yong: "He is much taller, he is actually an adult!" As he said that, he took Cao Yong's hand and walked in, while asking about Jiang Ning's parents' situation.

Although Cao Yong is a young man, he is old and it is difficult to enter the second door. Therefore, Cao Jia took his younger brother to the tea room next to the study of the royal palace and talked.

The gifts Cao Yong brought were not heavy, and they were brought in by the followers of Tingqin and Lengshu.

The maid left after serving tea, and there were only two brothers and sisters left in the room. Seeing that the gifts brought by her brother were particularly gorgeous, Cao Jia couldn't help but open it. There was a string of pearls with a wristband, the size of a little finger cover. The most rare thing was that a string of eighteen beads looked just the same, and they were all top-quality. In recent years, not only did the Dongzhu, which was used in the imperial court, not even the Nanzhu was as sufficient as in the past, so the good pearls on the market were hard to come by. Such a string of beads could be worth at least a few thousand taels of silver. She frowned slightly: "It's all my family, why bother to take these ones, it's too boring!"

Cao Yong smiled and said, "Sister, don't be bothered. These are the same as those of the 'Tieguanyin' and 'Longjing', and they are not bought outside."

"Ah!" Cao Jia exclaimed softly, looked at the door, and asked in a low voice: "Our business is picking pearls, like that tea leaves, is it my brother's idea?"

Cao Yong replied: "Yes!" He picked up the teacup and took two sips.

Cao Jia's expression was a little sad: "No wonder people in the world prefer boys over girls. Men are indeed much more useful than daughters."

"What did my sister do to do this? It's just to help the family lose money. After all, my father is old. If he hurts his mind because of these trivial matters, it will be bad!" Cao Yong put down his teacup and comforted him.

Cao Jia frowned: "Since the Ministry of Revenue checked the deficit last year, I have been worried. A few years ago, when my family welcomed me, I only felt that it was lively and grand. Now the head of the family realized that it was all lively and full of gold and silver. Fortunately, my father later wrote that the family had collected several tea gardens in the early years, added investments, and the deficit began to be paid back."

Cao Yong pointed to the beads: "This will be profitable next year and next year, plus the previous tea gardens, it will be almost the same within three to five years!"

Cao Jia breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. Since last year, my father served as the salt envoy of Liangjiang. I'm afraid that it was the grace given by Long Live for our family's shortcomings. It is easy to use the tax silver intercepted by the Salt Department to repay the debt. But after all, it is not a legitimate way. If someone makes a fuss, it will be a mess. Fortunately, there are other items, so my father doesn't have to choose that inferior strategy."

Cao Yong nodded. It was indeed not a good way to use salt tax to make up for the deficit. It seemed that in history, the Cao family's debts were not paid off until the Yongzheng Dynasty.

Seeing Cao Yong pondering, Cao Jia realized something: "No wonder my father sent you to Qingliang Temple to mourn. Now I understand his intention!"

Cao Yong looked at his sister, not understanding the meaning.

Cao Jia smiled and replied: "Although my brother was well-mannered in the past, he was always alienated, and when facing his close relatives, he was a little arrogant in his alienation. Now, it is like a sword in the sheath, with its sharp edges curled up, leaving only gentleness and elegance. Could this be the reason why Buddhism is boundless."

Seeing that his sister was joking, Cao Yong ignored her, but he agreed with her in his heart. When he accidentally looked in the mirror, Cao Yong also found that his changes in the past two years were like a kind gentleman no matter how he looked. God knew that he was full of bad things, but he just had no chance to perform for the time being.
Chapter completed!