In the midsummer season, although it is almost evening, Bianjing is still very hot, the sunset glow in the sky is as strong as fire, the weeping willows by the river are motionless, and there is no wind.
The wine shop on the Bian River, in order to enjoy the coolness of the river, placed the seats by the river, and sat a few scattered tables.
Hearing the humble scholars on the two tables talking loudly about the book written by the censor named Zang Jingsu, the clerk shook his head slightly, wiped off his sweat, and hurriedly ran over with a water bottle in response to the call of the guests. add water.
"Watermelon! Sweet and crunchy watermelon!"
The window on the second floor of the restaurant was pushed open, and a man poked his head out and said to the peasant who was walking by carrying a load: "Give me some."
"Okay!" The farmer responded happily, put down his burden and picked some of the best ones, and sent them up.
"It seems to be the eldest son of the Dong family?" The scholars stopped discussing and looked at the wide open window. Apart from the son who was poking his head out, there were several people sitting in it.
"Look." A scholar whispered.
Several people turned their heads and saw a small sedan parked at the entrance of the restaurant, the bridge curtain was lifted, and a young man in a sky-blue gown came out. To his unparalleled elegance.
"Young Master Cheng!" A scholar called out excitedly in a low voice.
As if he heard his voice, the young man turned his head to look at them, then frowned, saluted them with a warm smile, and then turned and entered the wine shop.
"People from the Dong family and Mr. Cheng?" Seeing that the people in the window stood up and went out after Cheng Jia entered, another scholar asked suspiciously.
As soon as Zang Jingsu's excerpt was published, various voices came out from the court. Some said that the emperor is now in his prime, so you want to curse the emperor when you promote the crown prince? What's more, the princes have grown up, and it's time to establish a prince. Each faction has its own ideas, and it's a mess.
If we only talk about military power, the second prince not only has the support of the Zhao family, but also has a good relationship with Heishuiguan, while the first prince has the support of several families behind the Dong family and some connections in the imperial army, and the fourth prince There is nothing but the Deng family.
But the establishment of a prince does not depend on how strong your military strength is. Unless you want to rebel, why do you bring so many soldiers? The establishment of a prince depends on the power of the court, to put it bluntly, the power of the civil servants, and then it also depends on the quarrel ability of the players you put out.
In this case, Qingliu has become the target of all parties.
When the lights were on, there was a little wind, blowing the light gauze beside the waterside pavilion by the lake, dancing with the green willows, and carrying a light lotus fragrance.
The four sides of the water pavilion are ventilated, and ice basins are placed at the four corners. The beautiful maid holds a long-handled feather fan and gently fans the cold air from the ice basin to the center, making the inside of the water pavilion even cooler.
Su Wen leaned against the beauty, looked at the little lights lit along the lake, and sighed: "Sure enough, a good place and a good view." Moreover, this Ling family is really rich, and ice cubes can be so free common use.
In addition to the painting table, book table, and piano table, there are several small tables in the water pavilion. One is specially used for making tea, and the other two are placed with various small snacks. From time to time, there will be beautiful maids in green dresses. Quietly come to refill water and put on new food.
There is a wall separating this side from the main courtyard of Duke Dingguo's Mansion, but there is no partition on Dinghu Lake. Through the misty lake and the lush trees beside the lake, the scenery there can still be vaguely seen.
Elegantly built courtyards, elegant gardens, well-behaved maids, and tight guards that you can't see but feel.
Mei Donghua rubbed his brows, was this really the handwriting of that vulgar merchant girl
"I won such a good place, if I don't want to go back." Fan Zheng laughed, winking at the maid who was waiting on the side, and then was ignored.
"If you don't go back, what will my sister do?" With a faint voice, Cheng Jia walked into the water pavilion as if stepping on the moonlight.
"Master, do you want to eat?" the green-clothed maid asked with her head lowered. Seeing Cheng Jia nodding, he backed out.
"Didn't you just come back from having dinner with that Dong Chao?" Fan Zheng looked at him and smiled.
Cheng Jia glanced at him, then sat on the chair, took a sip of tea from his special teacup, and said, "Can you eat the food outside?"
"How did the talk go?" Mei Donghua asked.
"Hehe, what can we talk about?" Cheng Jia glanced at the lights on the other side of the lake, and said, "I hope we can speak for the eldest prince. The eldest prince is the eldest prince, so legally, the eldest prince should be the crown prince." , not to mention that the eldest prince is good at everything in terms of culture and martial arts, he is really the choice of a good emperor. That's about it."
"How do you answer?" Su Wen also looked at Cheng Jia and asked. Cheng Jia is the leader of the Qingliu youth faction, and his position directly affects all of them.
"The matter of the crown prince is naturally decided by the emperor." Cheng Jia said with a faint smile.
This is equivalent to not saying anything, but Emperor Xiwen always trusted Cheng Xiang the most. Now Cheng Xiang did not make a sound in the court, and he was completely practicing Tai Chi. Cheng Jia who does not participate in these matters.
The green-clothed maid brought a bowl of gruel over, and the lingering fragrance immediately made several people turn their heads, watching the maid put the porridge in front of Cheng Jia, and then whispered: "Miss Alan asked, what do you have for dinner tonight?" ? If you eat greasy food, I will give you another one."
Cheng Jia shook his head, with a comfortable smile on his face, and said, "It's nothing, I just drank some tea tonight."
The maids bowed and retreated, and only then did they realize that the maids around had already withdrawn. The look in Mei Donghua's eyes deepened, and he said leisurely: "The maids here are really good."
Su Wen smiled and said, "Miss Alan? Qiao Mu, tell the truth, did you live here because the scenery here is suitable for self-cultivation, or because of this lady?"
Su Ce spit out the tea he just drank into his mouth with a puff, rolled his eyes and remained silent.
"Yeah, I heard that you even rejected Miss Fu's family, and Yuqin is also worried about this matter, do you have someone in your heart?" Fan Zheng asked with a glare at Su Ce.
Cheng Jia just smiled and said nothing, pointing at the lotus flowers that were in full bloom on the lake and said, "The flowering period is almost over. I met Xuanzhi a while ago, and speaking of it, we haven't held a literary meeting for a long time."
You live in someone else's house and use someone else's servants, and now you still want to directly entertain guests here
Su Wen opened his mouth in shock for a while, and asked, "Madam Yang agrees?"
Taking small sips of the porridge at the right temperature, Cheng Jia said with a smile: "I'll exchange ten calligraphy and paintings for her to rent here for a year. She will naturally not object to what I want to do here." woman! There are ten pictures, one picture a day! Naturally, I can't say this, or his calligraphy and paintings will drop in value outside, I'm afraid I will show him face again.
The faces of the few people froze again, and Mei Donghua breathed a sigh of relief, finally showing a smile on his face, and said: "Your words are rare in the outside world, ten pieces, the rent is really a lot. "Although the relationship between Cheng Jia and Han Bian is very good, although it is said that Cheng Jia is in poor health and needs a place to recuperate. One place also brought a lake and garden to Cheng Jia. It is hard for people not to doubt such a large sum of money. After hearing the news, several people came to visit together, but it happened that Cheng Jia had an appointment to go to Dong Chao. The maid brought them in, and now that she heard that, Mei Donghua felt relieved.
Cheng Jia has always kept himself clean and a model for scholars, Mei Donghua will never allow him to make any bad rumors.
"However, the blooming period of the lotus has passed, why not just wait a few more days, and the scenery here should be even better around the Mid-Autumn Festival." Fan Zheng said with a smile. The remnant lotus and autumn moon are also a scene.
A few servant girls came in quietly, saluted a few people, took away the snacks on the small table, served a table full of dishes, and then placed wine glasses and other things.
When the items were all placed, the leading servant girl said softly: "Miss Alan said that this wine is for the young masters to drink. Mr. Cheng, you have a bad spleen and stomach. If you want to touch it, you will bear the consequences."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for a few people to respond, he retreated with the rest of the maids, and came in to serve on the calligraphy and painting tables.
"Don't look, this Miss Alan is a doctor. You also know that he was not in good health a while ago, and he vomited whatever he ate. He couldn't help it even after asking the imperial doctor. It was Han Bian who introduced Mrs. Yang's doctor to him. Slowly recuperate. Otherwise, what is he doing here!" Su Ce had already sat down at the table, knocked on the table and said.
"So good at medicine?" Fan Zheng asked with his eyes lit up.
"The medical skills are good, but it's not easy to please her." Cheng Jia laughed. Alan is a genius doctor, and he can't find anyone when he wants to find anyone. If it wasn't for Ling Qingyu, I'm afraid he wouldn't care about him.
After late at night, the weather cools down, and the garden is full of flowers of various colors. With the wind, the fragrance is overflowing.
The dishes are refreshing side dishes that have never been tasted before, and the wine is clear and good wine. When several people are drinking small wine and chatting, they are very comfortable, and they can hear clear singing from the opposite side of the lake. Euphemistic, people feel intoxicated.
"This is Mrs. Yang's attendant?" Fan Zheng asked.
"If it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, you are also borrowing someone from the Yang family? Then, can this person be borrowed?" Su Wen was a little drunk, his fingers beat the rhythm with the singing, and asked.
"He's not an actor." Cheng Jia said flatly.
"Isn't he just a servant?" Mei Donghua snorted, his eyes were a little watery because of the slight drunkenness, and he said with a smile: "Then Mrs. Yang loves money? You can exchange a few calligraphy and paintings for it?" that is?"
"Brother Mei!"
Cheng Jia raised her hand, stopped Su Ce's words, and said, "Donghua drank too much."
"Qiao Mu, Mrs. Yang's place and maids can be given to you, so why doesn't a servant agree?" Su Wen asked in surprise. Then Mrs. Yang must want to make friends with Cheng Jia, so she gave half of the place and people to him. In this way, how could she be reluctant to part with a male servant
"Brother! Don't say how much money you pay, Mrs. Yang will not agree. Even if she agrees, Sum, he would rather commit suicide than open his throat for another person." Su Ce couldn't help but shouted. After staying in Lingjia Village for so long, he knew Ling Qingyu's guards very well. Although that Su Mu was servile to Ling Qingyu, it was only for her alone. It was absolutely impossible for him to serve others!
"It's getting late, I'll ask someone to take you back." Without waiting for a few people to talk, Cheng Jia got up and ordered the book desk to prepare the car.
Fan Zheng and Mei Donghua were on the same road, sitting in a carriage, raising the curtains to look at the elegant moonlight, Fan Zheng asked casually, "Donghua, which prince do you like?"
Mei Donghua propped his head on his hands, half-closed his eyes, and said drunkenly: "Who is there? Is there anyone worthy of our dedication?"
Fan Zheng laughed and said, "Yes."
Regardless of whether the first prince or the second prince is not a good king, it's just that the behavior of Zhao Mingliang, who he has always been optimistic about, made him feel a little chilled. He remembered that when he knew they were defeated, he hurried to Zhao's mansion, thinking of comforting Zhao Mingliang, It turned out that Zhao Mingliang was happily entertaining his counselors.
Where is this country going
"Ce! You really don't want to be an official?" Su Wen asked while holding his head. Su Ce has already won the Juren, and it is almost a sure thing to get a Jinshi exam. He used to keep saying that he wanted to serve the country, but after returning from the episode, he never mentioned it again. Recently, he has become closer and closer to Han Bian.
"It's enough to have you and the older brothers from the second room, and I'm not missing." Su Ce leaned against the car wall and said, looking at his older brother who didn't seem to be drunk at all.
"Now the situation is unclear. The eldest prince and the second prince each have the support of Dong Xiang and Wang Xiang, but the fourth prince is the most beloved person of the emperor. Our Su family can still stay out of the matter, but we have to make a choice. What my father means is, All three of us must have good friends."
"Hehe, that's your business. I just want to do more research on farming and business. I've already made an agreement with Brother Han, and Brother Han also agreed to let me enter Ling's house." He blushed and said angrily, "Nonsense! How could you do such a thing!"
"Why not?" Seeing his elder brother take off his mask-like expression, Su Ce relaxed and leaned against the soft seat with a sense of laziness. Well, the carriage of the Ling family is comfortable!
"Our Su family has been a scholarly family for generations, how can we do such low-level things!" Su Wen blushed and roared in a low voice. Fortunately, he still remembered that this was the Ling family's carriage, so he didn't roar loudly.
"Hehe, big brother, why didn't you say that when I brought back so much gold and treasures from Fanwai? All my money was earned from doing these things in Fanwai." Su Ce sneered, and said: " The Su family just looks good. My father has been studying his official career, so I’m afraid he spent a lot of money, right? The current Su family is just an empty shelf. Big brother, if I tell my father, I will give you ten dollars a year. Wan Guan, do you think your father will still object?"
Su Wen was dumbfounded. The Su family is a scholarly family, a noble family, noble and noble, they are clean and honest nobles, to put it bluntly, they are the owners of no money, there are many officials in the Su family, but the population is even larger, and the grandfather, for the sake of fame, even more It is to give huge amounts of support to the huge clan. At this time, the position of the prince is not fixed, and they can't judge who to go with. Naturally, there is no way to collect some money. Now, the salaries of these people alone can no longer support the family. The expenses of the high-class and elegant life inside, let alone my own house, my father also spent a lot to get promoted. This time Su Ce brought back fifty thousand taels of gold, which almost became emergency money.
If there is one hundred thousand taels of silver a year, nothing else, the life of my house will be much easier!
Su Wen's face changed, Su Ce sighed inwardly, stopped talking, opened the window instead, and looked out the window.
In the midsummer season, although it is almost evening, Bianjing is still very hot, the sunset glow in the sky is as strong as fire, the weeping willows by the river are motionless, and there is no wind.
The wine shop on the Bian River, in order to enjoy the coolness of the river, placed the seats by the river, and sat a few scattered tables.
Hearing the humble scholars on the two tables talking loudly about the book written by the censor named Zang Jingsu, the clerk shook his head slightly, wiped off his sweat, and hurriedly ran over with a water bottle in response to the call of the guests. add water.
"Watermelon! Sweet and crunchy watermelon!"
The window on the second floor of the restaurant was pushed open, and a man poked his head out and said to the peasant who was walking by carrying a load: "Give me some."
"Okay!" The farmer responded happily, put down his burden and picked some of the best ones, and sent them up.
"It seems to be the eldest son of the Dong family?" The scholars stopped discussing and looked at the wide open window. Apart from the son who was poking his head out, there were several people sitting in it.
"Look." A scholar whispered.
Several people turned their heads and saw a small sedan parked at the entrance of the restaurant, the bridge curtain was lifted, and a young man in a sky-blue gown came out. To his unparalleled elegance.
"Young Master Cheng!" A scholar called out excitedly in a low voice.
As if he heard his voice, the young man turned his head to look at them, then frowned, saluted them with a warm smile, and then turned and entered the wine shop.
"People from the Dong family and Mr. Cheng?" Seeing that the people in the window stood up and went out after Cheng Jia entered, another scholar asked suspiciously.
As soon as Zang Jingsu's excerpt was published, various voices came out from the court. Some said that the emperor is now in his prime, so you want to curse the emperor when you promote the crown prince? What's more, the princes have grown up, and it's time to establish a prince. Each faction has its own ideas, and it's a mess.
If we only talk about military power, the second prince not only has the support of the Zhao family, but also has a good relationship with Heishuiguan, while the first prince has the support of several families behind the Dong family and some connections in the imperial army, and the fourth prince There is nothing but the Deng family.
But the establishment of a prince does not depend on how strong your military strength is. Unless you want to rebel, why do you bring so many soldiers? The establishment of a prince depends on the power of the court, to put it bluntly, the power of the civil servants, and then it also depends on the quarrel ability of the players you put out.
In this case, Qingliu has become the target of all parties.
When the lights were on, there was a little wind, blowing the light gauze beside the waterside pavilion by the lake, dancing with the green willows, and carrying a light lotus fragrance.
The four sides of the water pavilion are ventilated, and ice basins are placed at the four corners. The beautiful maid holds a long-handled feather fan and gently fans the cold air from the ice basin to the center, making the inside of the water pavilion even cooler.
Su Wen leaned against the beauty, looked at the little lights lit along the lake, and sighed: "Sure enough, a good place and a good view." Moreover, this Ling family is really rich, and ice cubes can be so free common use.
In addition to the painting table, book table, and piano table, there are several small tables in the water pavilion. One is specially used for making tea, and the other two are placed with various small snacks. From time to time, there will be beautiful maids in green dresses. Quietly come to refill water and put on new food.
There is a wall separating this side from the main courtyard of Duke Dingguo's Mansion, but there is no partition on Dinghu Lake. Through the misty lake and the lush trees beside the lake, the scenery there can still be vaguely seen.
Elegantly built courtyards, elegant gardens, well-behaved maids, and tight guards that you can't see but feel.
Mei Donghua rubbed his brows, was this really the handwriting of that vulgar merchant girl
"I won such a good place, if I don't want to go back." Fan Zheng laughed, winking at the maid who was waiting on the side, and then was ignored.
"If you don't go back, what will my sister do?" With a faint voice, Cheng Jia walked into the water pavilion as if stepping on the moonlight.
"Master, do you want to eat?" the green-clothed maid asked with her head lowered. Seeing Cheng Jia nodding, he backed out.
"Didn't you just come back from having dinner with that Dong Chao?" Fan Zheng looked at him and smiled.
Cheng Jia glanced at him, then sat on the chair, took a sip of tea from his special teacup, and said, "Can you eat the food outside?"
"How did the talk go?" Mei Donghua asked.
"Hehe, what can we talk about?" Cheng Jia glanced at the lights on the other side of the lake, and said, "I hope we can speak for the eldest prince. The eldest prince is the eldest prince, so legally, the eldest prince should be the crown prince." , not to mention that the eldest prince is good at everything in terms of culture and martial arts, he is really the choice of a good emperor. That's about it."
"How do you answer?" Su Wen also looked at Cheng Jia and asked. Cheng Jia is the leader of the Qingliu youth faction, and his position directly affects all of them.
"The matter of the crown prince is naturally decided by the emperor." Cheng Jia said with a faint smile.
This is equivalent to not saying anything, but Emperor Xiwen always trusted Cheng Xiang the most. Now Cheng Xiang did not make a sound in the court, and he was completely practicing Tai Chi. Cheng Jia who does not participate in these matters.
The green-clothed maid brought a bowl of gruel over, and the lingering fragrance immediately made several people turn their heads, watching the maid put the porridge in front of Cheng Jia, and then whispered: "Miss Alan asked, what do you have for dinner tonight?" ? If you eat greasy food, I will give you another one."
Cheng Jia shook his head, with a comfortable smile on his face, and said, "It's nothing, I just drank some tea tonight."
The maids bowed and retreated, and only then did they realize that the maids around had already withdrawn. The look in Mei Donghua's eyes deepened, and he said leisurely: "The maids here are really good."
Su Wen smiled and said, "Miss Alan? Qiao Mu, tell the truth, did you live here because the scenery here is suitable for self-cultivation, or because of this lady?"
Su Ce spit out the tea he just drank into his mouth with a puff, rolled his eyes and remained silent.
"Yeah, I heard that you even rejected Miss Fu's family, and Yuqin is also worried about this matter, do you have someone in your heart?" Fan Zheng asked with a glare at Su Ce.
Cheng Jia just smiled and said nothing, pointing at the lotus flowers that were in full bloom on the lake and said, "The flowering period is almost over. I met Xuanzhi a while ago, and speaking of it, we haven't held a literary meeting for a long time."
You live in someone else's house and use someone else's servants, and now you still want to directly entertain guests here
Su Wen opened his mouth in shock for a while, and asked, "Madam Yang agrees?"
Taking small sips of the porridge at the right temperature, Cheng Jia said with a smile: "I'll exchange ten calligraphy and paintings for her to rent here for a year. She will naturally not object to what I want to do here." woman! There are ten pictures, one picture a day! Naturally, I can't say this, or his calligraphy and paintings will drop in value outside, I'm afraid I will show him face again.
The faces of the few people froze again, and Mei Donghua breathed a sigh of relief, finally showing a smile on his face, and said: "Your words are rare in the outside world, ten pieces, the rent is really a lot. "Although the relationship between Cheng Jia and Han Bian is very good, although it is said that Cheng Jia is in poor health and needs a place to recuperate. One place also brought a lake and garden to Cheng Jia. It is hard for people not to doubt such a large sum of money. After hearing the news, several people came to visit together, but it happened that Cheng Jia had an appointment to go to Dong Chao. The maid brought them in, and now that she heard that, Mei Donghua felt relieved.
Cheng Jia has always kept himself clean and a model for scholars, Mei Donghua will never allow him to make any bad rumors.
"However, the blooming period of the lotus has passed, why not just wait a few more days, and the scenery here should be even better around the Mid-Autumn Festival." Fan Zheng said with a smile. The remnant lotus and autumn moon are also a scene.
A few servant girls came in quietly, saluted a few people, took away the snacks on the small table, served a table full of dishes, and then placed wine glasses and other things.
When the items were all placed, the leading servant girl said softly: "Miss Alan said that this wine is for the young masters to drink. Mr. Cheng, you have a bad spleen and stomach. If you want to touch it, you will bear the consequences."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for a few people to respond, he retreated with the rest of the maids, and came in to serve on the calligraphy and painting tables.
"Don't look, this Miss Alan is a doctor. You also know that he was not in good health a while ago, and he vomited whatever he ate. He couldn't help it even after asking the imperial doctor. It was Han Bian who introduced Mrs. Yang's doctor to him. Slowly recuperate. Otherwise, what is he doing here!" Su Ce had already sat down at the table, knocked on the table and said.
"So good at medicine?" Fan Zheng asked with his eyes lit up.
"The medical skills are good, but it's not easy to please her." Cheng Jia laughed. Alan is a genius doctor, and he can't find anyone when he wants to find anyone. If it wasn't for Ling Qingyu, I'm afraid he wouldn't care about him.
After late at night, the weather cools down, and the garden is full of flowers of various colors. With the wind, the fragrance is overflowing.
The dishes are refreshing side dishes that have never been tasted before, and the wine is clear and good wine. When several people are drinking small wine and chatting, they are very comfortable, and they can hear clear singing from the opposite side of the lake. Euphemistic, people feel intoxicated.
"This is Mrs. Yang's attendant?" Fan Zheng asked.
"If it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, you are also borrowing someone from the Yang family? Then, can this person be borrowed?" Su Wen was a little drunk, his fingers beat the rhythm with the singing, and asked.
"He's not an actor." Cheng Jia said flatly.
"Isn't he just a servant?" Mei Donghua snorted, his eyes were a little watery because of the slight drunkenness, and he said with a smile: "Then Mrs. Yang loves money? You can exchange a few calligraphy and paintings for it?" that is?"
"Brother Mei!"
Cheng Jia raised her hand, stopped Su Ce's words, and said, "Donghua drank too much."
"Qiao Mu, Mrs. Yang's place and maids can be given to you, so why doesn't a servant agree?" Su Wen asked in surprise. Then Mrs. Yang must want to make friends with Cheng Jia, so she gave half of the place and people to him. In this way, how could she be reluctant to part with a male servant
"Brother! Don't say how much money you pay, Mrs. Yang will not agree. Even if she agrees, Sum, he would rather commit suicide than open his throat for another person." Su Ce couldn't help but shouted. After staying in Lingjia Village for so long, he knew Ling Qingyu's guards very well. Although that Su Mu was servile to Ling Qingyu, it was only for her alone. It was absolutely impossible for him to serve others!
"It's getting late, I'll ask someone to take you back." Without waiting for a few people to talk, Cheng Jia got up and ordered the book desk to prepare the car.
Fan Zheng and Mei Donghua were on the same road, sitting in a carriage, raising the curtains to look at the elegant moonlight, Fan Zheng asked casually, "Donghua, which prince do you like?"
Mei Donghua propped his head on his hands, half-closed his eyes, and said drunkenly: "Who is there? Is there anyone worthy of our dedication?"
Fan Zheng laughed and said, "Yes."
Regardless of whether the first prince or the second prince is not a good king, it's just that the behavior of Zhao Mingliang, who he has always been optimistic about, made him feel a little chilled. He remembered that when he knew they were defeated, he hurried to Zhao's mansion, thinking of comforting Zhao Mingliang, It turned out that Zhao Mingliang was happily entertaining his counselors.
Where is this country going
"Ce! You really don't want to be an official?" Su Wen asked while holding his head. Su Ce has already won the Juren, and it is almost a sure thing to get a Jinshi exam. He used to keep saying that he wanted to serve the country, but after returning from the episode, he never mentioned it again. Recently, he has become closer and closer to Han Bian.
"It's enough to have you and the older brothers from the second room, and I'm not missing." Su Ce leaned against the car wall and said, looking at his older brother who didn't seem to be drunk at all.
"Now the situation is unclear. The eldest prince and the second prince each have the support of Dong Xiang and Wang Xiang, but the fourth prince is the most beloved person of the emperor. Our Su family can still stay out of the matter, but we have to make a choice. What my father means is, All three of us must have good friends."
"Hehe, that's your business. I just want to do more research on farming and business. I've already made an agreement with Brother Han, and Brother Han also agreed to let me enter Ling's house." He blushed and said angrily, "Nonsense! How could you do such a thing!"
"Why not?" Seeing his elder brother take off his mask-like expression, Su Ce relaxed and leaned against the soft seat with a sense of laziness. Well, the carriage of the Ling family is comfortable!
"Our Su family has been a scholarly family for generations, how can we do such low-level things!" Su Wen blushed and roared in a low voice. Fortunately, he still remembered that this was the Ling family's carriage, so he didn't roar loudly.
"Hehe, big brother, why didn't you say that when I brought back so much gold and treasures from Fanwai? All my money was earned from doing these things in Fanwai." Su Ce sneered, and said: " The Su family just looks good. My father has been studying his official career, so I’m afraid he spent a lot of money, right? The current Su family is just an empty shelf. Big brother, if I tell my father, I will give you ten dollars a year. Wan Guan, do you think your father will still object?"
Su Wen was dumbfounded. The Su family is a scholarly family, a noble family, noble and noble, they are clean and honest nobles, to put it bluntly, they are the owners of no money, there are many officials in the Su family, but the population is even larger, and the grandfather, for the sake of fame, even more It is to give huge amounts of support to the huge clan. At this time, the position of the prince is not fixed, and they can't judge who to go with. Naturally, there is no way to collect some money. Now, the salaries of these people alone can no longer support the family. The expenses of the high-class and elegant life inside, let alone my own house, my father also spent a lot to get promoted. This time Su Ce brought back fifty thousand taels of gold, which almost became emergency money.
If there is one hundred thousand taels of silver a year, nothing else, the life of my house will be much easier!
Su Wen's face changed, Su Ce sighed inwardly, stopped talking, opened the window instead, and looked out the window.