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What was in her mind at that time, she didn't say a word at this moment.
The past is like the wind, and the mood has long changed.
She is also a master who doesn't like to keep things in her heart, and she doesn't like to publicize things that she has thought about but failed to do. She only regards what she saw about the soul lamp from the Baole ceremony as a joke. Tell Rong Ting to relieve boredom.
Soul-inducing lamp, Rong Ting silently read these three words in his heart.
There was an inexplicable melancholy in my heart.
I have never read Baole Dadian, but I am familiar with these three words.
Looking at her in front of him, he felt a chill running through his limbs, his voice was a little hoarse, "It may not be fake."
He looked at the person in front of him, stretched out his hand, gently grasped her hand, and held it tightly in the palm of his hand.
The small hand, with straight and white fingers, fit perfectly in his hand, and the warmth in the palm made his heart burn, and the anxiety in his heart dissipated.
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As autumn came, Rong Ting became busy visibly.
Xu Guozhang cannot escape the crime of helping the seventeenth prince escape. On the day the seventeenth prince left Beijing, he was controlled by the imperial guards who obeyed Rong Ting's orders.
Being imprisoned, he has no ability to fight against Rong Ting. The whereabouts of the two hundred dead men he kept in captivity came to light, together with the old story of Rong Ting being shot by an assassin in the hunting ground.
Accepting bribes and secretly forming a party were also found out.
Emperor Zhaowu decreed that his family would be ransacked.
Emperor Wu was merciful and decided to keep ten thousand taels of money for support in the government, and all the rest of the treasures and goods were put into the treasury.
The Xu family was completely in decline.
All the officials in the court who were related to the Xu family were implicated without exception.
Gradually, he also understood Rong Ting's style.
He looks dignified and elegant, but in his heart he is twisted and dangerous, and he knows the way of balance.
Those methods of his have a very good sense of proportion, so that people can't find mistakes, can't attract the slightest criticism, and can't even be said to be dishonest.
But look at the fate of the Xu family... This style of killing everything can be regarded as vicious and vicious.
In the twenty-seventh year of Emperor Zhaowu's reign, he had not recovered from a long illness for a whole year. When the times were good, he would meet courtiers face to face, but he had to rest in the palace for at least half a month. In his previous diligent work, during the year he was ill, he rarely showed up.
When he was not showing his face, his young nine sons were almost in charge of all the big and small affairs of the court.
There has always been more than one power in the court. There are those who obey and admire, and there are those who resist and disobey. Emperor Zhaowu has many heirs. Apart from Rong Yuan, there are others who are also coveting the throne.
Jiang Rao was far away from the court, and the situation in the court was treacherous, far away from her. Although she wanted to help Rong Ting take care of the officials' wives, he rarely asked her to go out to socialize.
Jiang Rao didn't like those occasions where she was friendly on the surface but each had her own calculations in her heart. Rong Ting didn't need her. She knew in her heart that letting her socialize was just icing on the cake. If she didn't, it wouldn't affect the overall situation. on what you like.
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The shops she managed by the Qinhuai River were given to Jiang Rao by Jiang Xingzhou as a dowry.
The gold and silver tickets in Jiang Rao's dowry were enough for her to spend a few lifetimes, but money is not too much. Jiang Rao took care of those few shops, and often thought about it when she was free, and then bought a few more. A shop, hired people to manage.
He said that he would not socialize in the circle of wives of the Jinling family, but Jiang Rao had never been left behind in a place that should be well organized.
Interacting with people you don't know well enough is just a good word, and if you give enough benefits, the more friendly you will be on the surface. Jiang Rao is well aware of this truth, which wife's birthday, which wife's birth, and the following gifts are never ostentatious. Although she is not short of money, she also spends a lot of money.
While she was working the abacus, Rong Ting lazily leaned against the window to read the official documents.
He never deliberately avoided Jiang Rao when reading official documents, and set up a small table for Jiang Rao in his study, and Jiang Rao settled accounts on that small table.
Jiang Rao never made a sound, but Rong Ting was tired of reading official documents, and would look up at her. The more she concentrated on it, the more he wanted to make trouble, and he felt unreasonable when he was jealous of the account book, but still He will call out Jiang Rao's small characters and let her take a look at him.
Jiang Rao is the one who is obedient by nature. When he hears his call, he will immediately look up from the desks and follow him. He still holds the account in his hand, and rests his other hand on the abacus. A number, afraid that I will forget it in a while, muttering the number in my mouth, putting down the ledger, looking for the ink pen, trying to write down this number first, but I am in a hurry.
When she was getting dizzy from calculations, she had the habit of pausing to rub her forehead, and even a strand of soft fetal hair at the hairline would be raised up, looking dumb and ignorant.
Rong Ting made a mess and didn't feel guilty at all. He has a beautiful appearance, and he has no sense of disobedience when acting like a baby, but the evil in his heart is not dead, no matter what he does, he will not feel guilty. After Jiang Rao settles accounts, she always steals her account book at night and checks it from beginning to end.
If something went wrong because of his interruption, the little girl might secretly feel a little resentment in her heart.
Even secretly, even a little bit, as long as it's resentment towards him, it's not okay at all.
He wants her to trust and depend on her wholeheartedly.
At the end of November, Mrs. Hu saw that Hu Tang refused to enter, so she finally gave up the idea of seeing her daughter for marriage, and promised Hu Tang to take her to northern Xinjiang to find General Hu who was stationed in the frontier.
Although Jiang Rao was a little bit reluctant, she didn't want to stop Hu Tang from running to the northern border she was thinking of just because of her. She didn't say a word to stop her, and spent a lot of time thinking about what she wanted to give Hu Tang.
Hu Tang was different from other girls, she didn't like rouge and gouache, so she couldn't think of anything good to give, so she simply gave her a stack of banknotes.
She has a lot of experience on the road. As the saying goes, a poor family is rich on the road, and when you go out, you need to spend more money.
However, although the money needs to be thick, you have to beware of bandits. You can't expose your wealth, and you can't walk through the market with a box of gold and silver treasures, with "come and grab me" written on your face brightly. On the road, I still have a disheveled face, and it is best to keep a low profile. I carry a bank note that is easy to hide next to my body and cannot be noticed by others. I don’t show my wealth or reveal my wealth.
It is common for most people to be open-minded about money, and Hu Tang is no exception. She took the bank note that Jiang Rao gave her, and she was not polite at all, smiling so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, and promised that she would come back after the New Year.
Jiang Rao thought, if Hu Tang finds a good husband in northern Xinjiang, it's fine if he doesn't come back. When Hutang mentioned to her the men in Jinling, those gentle, handsome and gentle men, she would always make fun of them. In the northern Xinjiang military camp, there might be someone she likes.
The weather is getting colder every day.
The snow fell late this year, the winter solstice and the minor cold season have passed, and the first snow has not yet come.
When the time turned to the twelfth lunar month and it was warmer for a few days, the first snow fell.
As if to compensate for the emptiness of the entire winter, the snow was so violent that it only took half a day to decorate Jinling City covered in silver, presenting a grand scene of heavy snow in the middle of winter.
According to the old practice, Jiang Rao asked the servant girl to set up a porridge stall in front of the palace gate after the Laba Festival. She had nothing to do, so she would take a look at the stall.
This year's harvest was good, and there were not many people who came to pick up porridge and rice. Jiang Rao prepared three hundred tans of grain, and thought that they would be distributed in one day, but after two days, there were still 100 tans left.
I planned to go to the grain shop to pick up the food if I didn’t have enough, but there was still food left, and I had already decided what to donate. Jiang Rao didn’t want to keep any more. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, she asked Ming Shao to come over and say a few words. , Let her take care of the food and send it to Sanqing Temple.
At this time, a few more people came, Jiang Rao said to Ming Shao again: "Wait first, wait until there is no one on the street."
Ming Shao nodded, "The slaves go to give them porridge first."
Jiang Rao followed Ming Shao and went over to give her a hand, but her eyes were attracted by a person in the team.
It was a girl standing among the porridge fetching crowd.
Her hair is long and hangs behind her back, blown into a mess by the wind. It hangs loosely on both sides. She wears a hat that covers half of her face. Her head is lowered, as if she doesn't want others to see her face clearly. .
Jiang Rao guessed in his heart that the other person's appearance might be ruined, he was ashamed to meet people, and was afraid of offending, so he moved his eyes away and stopped staring at the person's face.
When it was the girl's turn that was approaching, Jiang Rao shrank back the hand that handed her the grain bag.
look familiar.
It wasn't very familiar to her, and this appearance seemed to be connected with the person whom she vigilantly hated in her memory.
Osmanthus fragrance.
Jiang Rao smelled the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus balm in the air, and the familiarity became clearer.
When her father had an accident, the maidservant who bumped into her had a strong fragrance of magnolia flowers, and it all clung to her body.
She is happy to give alms to outsiders, but she doesn't want to be bullied without knowing it. After the family turned the corner, she followed the clues of the magnolia flower paste to find out which maid was the one who knocked her down.
Knowing that Shen Que framed her father, she casually checked Shen Xiuying.
The owner of the spice shop in Jingzhong said that Miss Shen Er is the most obsessed with spices, and there are new products in the shop, she must not be missing, otherwise she will definitely come and question her.
Magnolia incense is a spice style from a few years ago, it was not fashionable enough that year, and she might just pass it off to her servants.
After Jiang Rao heard the news from the innkeeper, she didn't continue to check other people.
After all, it was Shen Que who framed her father, and she was almost certain in her heart that the one who knocked her down was the servant girl of the Shen family.
The north wind was sandwiched with snow, and the wind rustled, making people's faces cold.
Standing in front of the chopping board full of grain bags, Jiang Rao looked at the lower half of the other's face exposed under the brim of the hat, which was imprinted with Shen Xiuying's appearance in her memory, and her whole body was cold.
Miss Shen Er, wasn't she already burned to death by the fire
Jiang Rao became frightened, and the grain bag that was about to be handed out fell down with a "snap".