Chapter five hundred and forty-eight the life of Xinlingfang
The people in Tokyo were used to the victorious army stationed outside the city, but both the people and the court officials began to be dissatisfied with Liu E's attitude towards the victorious soldiers who returned to the court.
How could the army be kept waiting outside for so long? Don’t the officials want to comfort their ancestors? Don’t they want to worship the heaven and the earth? Should the ancestral temple be repaired? Should the sacrifice of prisoners continue? Should the rewards be given to the soldiers in the future?
What should I do if the food is granted, the drink comes, and the big reward is given?
Speculations from the people and dissatisfaction from the court began to fill the entire city of Tokyo. Before, some people thought that time would dilute everything, and it was the best way to deal with the return of the army coldly, but now it seems that it is full of variables and
inappropriate.
The waves and clouds in the court hall were treacherous. No one knew what Liu E was thinking, but Zhao Zhen, the young emperor, was studying in the palace all day long. Fortunately, Ye An's memorial asking Liu E to resume teaching was passed.
This is a pretty good thing.
The next day after returning to Xinlingfang, Ye An got up early, looked at the little woman hugging his arm tightly, and pulled out her arm with a smile.
"I was quite frightened when I went to Huanzhou. I finally knew what it meant to say, "On what day will the Hulu be pacified? The good man will stop his expedition." That feeling of fear was too uncomfortable. My mother had experienced it when I was still young.
I just feel happy that my strict father is not at home, and now that I think about it, I can understand my mother’s mood even more.”
Qin Mumu held Ye An's arm and told some short stories of her own, but she didn't want to let go. Ye An didn't say much. Any machismo was not worth mentioning at this time.
"Don't worry, I won't be allowed to go to the battlefield again in the future. After all, the civil servants don't want it, and the generals don't want it either. We guys will try our best to enjoy life when we come back this time, and at the same time, we will run the Puhui business well. I always feel that this business can be the best in the world."
Change this era to a certain extent."
When Ye An brought the topic to business, Qin Mumu got up and said, "I noticed it too! I originally thought your idea was a bit ridiculous, especially after seeing Mrs. Gaoming and Liu E, I felt
There is a huge gap in this era. It is difficult for us to change. But it is different now. A Puhui company has changed a lot of things. You know? Sometimes I even worry that it will become a monster.
!The shopkeepers’ use of capital, discovery of business opportunities, and desire to make money are so scary.”
Ye An looked at Qin Mumu who was sitting upright, even arranging the satin coat that had fallen to her shoulders, and rolled his eyes helplessly: "Capital is capital, it is the same no matter in which era, maybe it is limited by the conditions of this era
Morality or etiquette, but its purpose of pursuing interests will not change."
Qin Mumu rolled her eyes: "Are you talking about capitalism again?"
"No, what I am talking about is the social system. Capital is capital, and capitalism is capitalism. The two cannot be confused. As long as it is used properly, capital can also be used, right? Maybe there may be a market economy in the Song Dynasty? Oh! Maybe
Already appeared."
The couple chatted on the bed for a long time. This was the time that belonged to the two of them. However, Ye An's tricks never succeeded and he could only vent his excess energy in the backyard.
Xuan'er boiled the water happily. For her, the return of the Marquis was more important than anything else. During this period, her heart had never been at ease. Even though Qin Mumu kept comforting her, she was still worried.
Now it's better, the Marquis is back, and the Marquis' mansion is full of life again.
"Brother Wang, now that Lord Marquis is back, our family has a backbone, and the county king is more relaxed, isn't it?"
When the hot water was almost boiling, Wang Bang pulled out the partition and watched the hot water flow down the bamboo pipe to the bathroom below. He nodded and said: "This is correct. No matter how famous the Marquis is,
As long as we are at home, we feel very at ease mentally! Believe it or not? As long as Mr. Hou walks around our Xinlingfang, everyone in Xinlingfang will feel at ease."
Xuan'er put the iron pot back on the stove along the slide rail, and opened the water gate at the same time, so the clear water flowed out. There are only two families in Tokyo who own this thing, and one is the Marquis of Yunzhong County.
The other is the Prince Consort's Mansion.
Driven by the Bianhe River, the waterwheel continuously transports the river water through the waterway to the high-altitude water tank of the Hou Mansion for storage. When it is needed, just open the gate. Of course, there is a dedicated person responsible for maintaining this water every day.
This is not a long waterway, which means that the Yunzhong County Marquis Mansion is so far away from the Bianhe River that it can be so luxurious.
As for the Li family's Prince Consort's Mansion, it is because it is located on the edge of the Jinshui River, which is more convenient than the Yunzhong County Prince's Mansion.
Ye An was taking a bath below, while Wang Gang was laughing at Xuan'er above: "The Marquis is back, it's time for you to think about your own affairs. Have you talked to Madam?"
"The madam agreed, but she also said that the Marquis must personally nod for this matter, otherwise it will be useless for me, the King of Heaven, to come."
"Yeah!" Wang Bang answered Xuan'er with his nose, but seeing her wanting to refuse, he immediately added: "That's true. A cow won't drink water and is forced to press its head. The Marquis' temper is more stubborn than a donkey's.
Leah!"
The longer we stay here in Ye An, the more harmonious the relationship between the master and the servant becomes. In fact, the servants in the Yunzhong County Marquis' Mansion are not servants at all. Are servants who don't even have a contract of sale considered servants? They are just helpers.
Ye An has never treated them as servants, and Qin Mumu does not. They are already used to the employment system and are used to everyone being equal.
That is an idea imprinted on their bones, and it is almost impossible to abandon it. Of course, sometimes they themselves can feel it. After staying in this era of strict hierarchical system for a long time, they will naturally feel the difference between people.
An invisible and intangible barrier.
"Brother Wang, do you think Mr. Hou can..."
Wang Gang picked up the teapot and walked down. At this time, he looked at Xuan'er who looked like his own sister and whispered: "Don't worry too much. There will be no trouble if you have a lady to talk to you. Although the Marquis
If you don't like three wives and four concubines, what does it matter if you marry an equal wife? Who among the civil and military families in the Manchu Dynasty didn't have an equal wife? It's a good thing not to have an outhouse."
Ye An, the party involved, had no idea about the discussion between the two about Xuan'er's future. After arriving home, he completely relaxed and unknowingly took a nap while taking a bath. After taking a bath, he felt comfortable all over.
I put on some fresh clothes and stretched out before going out.
Bang... The broken bowl turned into countless pieces like snowflakes and hit the ground. Ye An jumped up in shock: "Uncle Third, what happened? Hurry up and bring me a bowl of wontons. I haven't eaten them for a long time."
I miss your wontons so much!"
Ge Shanshu quickly wiped the table closest to the stall and asked Ye An to sit down: "Master Hou, are you still doing this here?"
"Well, just sit here. The fresh meat wontons need soup stock! If you dare to add too much water, it will be too bland. I won't give you the money and I will charge you!"
“Little wontons with fresh meat and soup stock!”
Ge Shanshu sang "Faitie" in a loud voice and quickly got busy. The eyes of the diners around him were also full of surprise, but fortunately they were all smart people. No one said anything else. They just looked at Ye An with eyes filled with awe.