I Don't Want To Fight Anymore After Wearing An Outer Room Chapter 392

   "Solved?" Yu Zhi sat on the newly built swing, and when he looked up, he saw Wen Jiuxiao striding towards him.

  She is a lazy person, and the swing she built also has a backrest, which is made into a soft couch, and it is very comfortable for people to sit on it.

  Wen Jiuxiao nodded, his eyes fell on her, and he talked about what happened in the state capital.

  Since the big house next door was built, the servants have all moved in. There are only three members of Yu Zhi's family living in the yard here.

  Mother Jiang was worried that she would not be able to do her best, but Yu Zhi insisted on doing so. How many things can there be at night? A small door was opened on the wall of the courtyard. If something happened, the people from the other side would come over after calling, which was very convenient.

  After the number of residents decreased, Yu Zhi's workshops came back again. One was used to prepare zhixue powder, and the other was her handicraft workshop. Isn't this the little guy who is getting older, and he can touch tools such as saws and planers, so let him make some small toys to cultivate his hands-on ability.

  The small courtyard is very well-organized, like the flower gallery where Yu Zhi is staying at the moment, covered with vines, and the green leaves are dotted with flowers of various colors. When the breeze blows, it looks like a piece of radiant brocade, which is very beautiful.

  Yu Zhi wore a taro-colored skirt today, which made her look even more picturesque, and it just soothed Wen Jiuxiao's impetuous mood.

   "Aren't you afraid that they will come to Shanyun County to search?" Yu Zhi adjusted his posture comfortably.

Wen Jiuxiao's eyes flashed coldly, "Although Shanyun County is not big, it can hide some people if you want to hide. Besides," he paused, "Fan Huailiang is a smart man." Even if someone suggested to come to Shanyun County to search , he will also stop it.

  Fan Huailiang, who Wen Jiuxiao thought was a smart man, was counting the date, should he arrive in the capital?

  Wen Jiuxiao also sent letters to the capital in private, one to the Marquis of Wu'an and one to his father-in-law. The letter said the same thing: sea salt. Of course, refined salt also sent a cart each.

  Marquis Wu An read the letter, and then the cart of snow-white refined salt, swept away the depression of many months, and immediately summoned his confidants to discuss.

  As Lord Marquis, Marquis Wu An also kept many followers, among whom he trusted most was a middle-aged scribe surnamed Zheng.

"Congratulations to Lord Hou. The third master has a great talent. How long has he made such a great achievement after leaving Beijing? The salt is dried in the sea, and the merit lies in the community. There are successors in the Hou's mansion." Mr. Zheng admired him and was happy for Lord Hou. .

  The son of the eldest son is weak and sick, and now he has no son under his knees, and it seems that he can't support the family of the Houfu. But there is also a third master in the mansion, who is also a descendant. Not only is he in good health, but he is also capable of both civil and military affairs. He is very capable. He alone is worth ten or eight sons.

  Before the expatriate, many people secretly laughed at the third master for falling from the clouds, or how about directly dropping from the fourth rank to the seventh rank? It's still the same place. Some people even said that the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion might not work! Just this very useful son, who was exiled, will he be able to climb back in his lifetime?

  Facts have proved that capable people can make achievements anywhere. Less than a year after the third master came to Shanyun County, he produced salt in seawater. He couldn't wait to see the faces of those people who regretted it.

   "The third son still looks good, he is still young, Mr. Zheng doesn't need to praise him like this." Marquis Wu An said this, but he was actually very satisfied with his son. Thinking: With this credit, even Princess An Le... the emperor can be lenient towards the Hou Fu.

  The next moment I gritted my teeth with hatred in my heart, this bastard, I had a plan in my heart and didn't say it early, which made me worry about him for several months in vain, cheating me!

Mr. Zheng laughed, "Third Master has always been reassuring. Hou Ye, salt is huge profits. Shanyun County is close to the sea, and it is very convenient for Third Master to get salt. This matter has to be calculated carefully. Didn't Third Master write back saying that there is a shortage of people? Hou Lord, do you see?"

  According to the letter, as long as there is sea water, there will be an inexhaustible supply of salt. Is this salt? This is white money, how can Marquis Wu An not be moved? I can't wait to get a share of the pie right away.

  Yes, doesn't the third child need manpower? give him! He doesn't ask for much, just honor him three or four times.

  At this time, he suddenly remembered the dozen or so cars that came from Shanyun County two months ago.

  Marquis Wu An couldn't sit still for a while, and said to Mr. Zheng, "It must be calculated properly." Then he hurried towards the backyard.

   Seeing Master Hou at this time, Mrs. Hou was very surprised, "What's the matter with Master Hou?"

   "Let me ask you, did the third son bring salt back last time?" Marquis Wu An asked after sitting down.

  Mrs. Hou was slightly taken aback, "Why did Master Hou say that? What kind of salt? I don't know." The youngest said that the cart of salt was to honor her, and she had to keep it a secret.

   "Is there really salt?" Marquis Wu An noticed her unnaturalness, "Why didn't you tell me?" He raised his voice and questioned.

   "Where is there any salt? Who is gossiping in front of Lord Hou? The people in Shanyun County are so poor that they can't even eat enough. Where can I get salt for you?" Mrs. Hou pretended to be stupid.

"It's already at this time, and you are still hiding it from me. Do you know that the third child has sent a letter? He came up with a way to dry salt in sea water. Do you know how much credit this is? It has been written to the court, two months ago You, you actually kept it from me, otherwise how much benefit would you get?" Marquis Wu An pointed at Mrs. Hou, his hands trembling with anger.

   For two full months, how much money he missed!

   Mrs. Hou naturally knew, the youngest mentioned something in the letter. It's just that it's still in the experiment, and the amount of salt produced is very small. If you get a cart first, you will be filial to her, and then you can report it to the court when the amount is up.

She rolled her eyes, "That's because the third child respects me! The third child is outside, and I, a mother, love him dearly. I give money to others, and the third child is grateful for how well I treat him. I have good things." He specially sent him to Beijing to honor me. Where is the Marquis? What did you do for the third child? Don't you know? You still blame me for not telling you.”

   If I tell you, will the cart salt fall into my hands?

  "A woman's opinion!" Marquis Wu'an failed to settle the bill, but instead he was furious, "What did I do wrong with the third child? Didn't I give him any hand or money when he left Beijing?"

  Ms. Hou disagreed, "The third child is your son, shouldn't you give him hands and money? Could it be that you let him take office empty-handed? Do you see others laughing at you?

"Other people's children go out to work in Beijing, guards, masters, and clerks. The family has fully prepared manpower. What about Lord Hou? You gave him a few guards, which he should share. Later He wrote and came back to complain, and wanted you to help him, did you help him? But if you bring him something, will the third child feel cold? The third child is such an arrogant child!"

  Marquis Wu An was speechless by her, and wanted to say, are those guards? Obviously more than a hundred! But thinking that he did not pay attention to the letter written by the third child last time, he couldn't be more confident.

  Looking at Marquis Wu'an's furious back, Mrs. Hou raised her voice deliberately: "Mother Wang, take the key to open the warehouse, pick up the one that is used, and send it to your third master!"

  Marquis Wu An paused, and his pace of departure became faster.

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