Cui Xie planned to throw Xie Ying down on the kang with this blow, but who would have thought that his waist strength was so good, he was stunned to sit firmly, making him feel like he was throwing himself in his arms. But just cast it, you are all close, and no one will see it anyway.
Xie Ying made his words "Xie Qianhu" so frustrating, he only felt that he was trying to rub against his arms, but he didn't realize that he was trying so hard to hold him down. After all, the physical strength of the two is not on the same level. Cui Xie had no pressure to hang up a scholar, but he couldn't hold back the Jin Yiwei employee who had been practicing martial arts since childhood. After working hard for a long time, he could only sit on his lap and kiss him on the shoulder.
Xie Ying put his arms around Cui Xie and leaned on the pillow, and put his backhand on his waist, almost rubbing him into his arms.
The two have only known each other for two years, and they have only been in frequent contact since more than half a year ago, but he seems to have been devoted to this person for half his life. And Cui Xie's straightforward confessions made him even more unable to control himself. He just wanted to spread this affair and be a real couple with him.
He also had many thoughts of injustice and lawlessness in his heart, but he didn't dare to put them on Cui Xie.
Such a talented and smart reading seed now has a good reputation and has a different look from the emperor... As long as he is admitted to the jinshi in the future, at least a servant will be stable, and he cannot ruin his future for his own selfishness.
Xie Ying gradually calmed down, rubbed the back of Cui Xie's head and said, "I'm not jealous of you, it's serious business for you to marry a wife and have children. Tell me, so I can give you more details."
Cui Xie snorted twice: "What I said is also serious. I have already blocked my aunt's place, and she will not connect me casually, don't worry. Aren't you married yourself, what are you urging me to do every day? "I was afraid to provoke him to break up and get married, so I quickly explained: "I didn't mean that, I mean we both made up our minds, wouldn't it be okay to grow old together in the future..."
It's enough to have an object, don't you have a family to take care of if you don't have children? Besides, in the Ming Dynasty, adopting a child and adopting a child was only a matter of formalities. If you want to raise a boy to raise a boy, if you want to raise a girl to raise a girl, you can go to the nursing home to bring a football team back, and it is not as troublesome as the adoption procedures in modern times.
Xie Ying smiled lightly, stroked the back of his neck and said, "Stupid boy, you will live with a man for the rest of your life, don't you want to hold your sweet wife and young son? My family is a family of thousands of hereditary brocade guards, and this military position is deliberately reserved for you. I'm a cousin, so I've never been married, how did you think of such a good person?"
He never talked about his family affairs. Cui Xie only knew that he was a 24K pure bachelor, but he didn't expect that he didn't get married because of his high vision, but there were other reasons behind it - there are some, there is a nephew who can save money for retirement. As for adoption procedures, as long as there are no wives and concubines.
Cui Xie didn't want to inquire about other people's privacy, he just said, "I have two younger brothers, so don't I have to have nephews in the future? If I pass the jinshi exam and become an official, they can still ignore me? Otherwise, ask them to give me one. A child can be adopted as an adopted child, isn’t Eunuch Gao the adopted child of Gao Baihu?”
How can it compare to my own...
Xie Ying wanted to persuade him, but the words swirled around on the tip of his tongue, but he was reluctant to sit next to him for a while, only to say: "If you really want your nephew to inherit the heir one day in the future, you mustn't choose the one from Xu's son."
Cui Xie said clearly: "I know, that child is really incompetent..." At this time, Xie Ying didn't understand, he shook his head and said, "He has a bad character. I don't want to get too involved with him either."
Xie Ying nodded: "He has a mother like that, and his character must be bad. And his mother has already called Shuntian Mansion to sever justice. The identity of this motherless son is better than that of a concubine, and it is not as good as a serious concubine to give birth to a son. , you deal with this, and find an academy to shove him in the future, pick him up once a year or a half, and send him back to his hometown far away when they are separated."
The two of them sat happily all night long, until it was completely dark, and Xie Ying chose a fox fur cloak for him, wrapped it tightly up and down, and sent him home.
That kidney was really not in vain. Cui Xie was in great shape in the days after that. He stayed up late for a few days to draw background pictures, and wrote instructions for making props and prop effects... By mid-October, a thick stage was made. Arrange the manual and ask someone to send it to Gaobaihu.
This time, Gao Su learned his lesson and gave it to his adoptive father with the book, and he didn't dare to show it off by himself. Eunuch Gao didn't care about the content, he looked at the thick picture book, there were words and pictures, he smiled with satisfaction: "Cui Gongzi is really an honest person, our family thought he could give some ideas. That's not bad, to ask someone to get such a booklet, it shows that he put a lot of thought into it."
When their uncle and nephew saw the effect of Cui Xie's writing, they felt dazzled, and immediately hired an artist to imitate the background, and called people to be human blowers, cloud cars, fake cranes, fake flowers and trees, and people called Bell and Drum Division. Try lining up in secret.
In less than two months, it will be the New Year. The palace is busy and the palace is busy.
The fleet sent by Cui Xie's three shops finally returned from Fujian, bringing back a dozen craftsmen who were willing to sign long-term contracts. These people have worked in various bookstores for many years, and they bring their families with them. The cost of living in Beijing is high, so Cui Xie asked the lead guy Fang to send them to Qian'an, and transfer the old people there to Beijing. .
As a result, this Ju'an Zhai in the capital has become the main store, and the printing business has also moved here. Only four old people and newcomers were left in the Qian'an family, which became a talent training center.
The silk and satin shop also let go of the courage to buy two ships of various colors of silk, cotton wool, yarn, thread, raw and cooked fine silk, large silk, hang silk... Anxin makes a lot of money in the new year.
Cui Xie looked at the satin accounts they came in, and suddenly remembered that the new emperor was going to be replaced in twenty-three years, and Concubine Wan didn't know whether it was the end of twenty-two or twenty-three years, so he deliberately said: "Why? Are all these expensive materials? Our store is not that kind of big store. Most of the buyers are from the neighborhood. We always have to ask people to come into the store to buy whatever they want. If you go out next year, don’t just buy silk, but also prepare some Ordinary materials, even white linen, don't just choose expensive ones."
Although Cui Jinzhi has suddenly become wider these days, it is not because of his own ability, but because of Cui Xie's design for others, how dare he talk too much in front of him? He hurriedly bowed and said, "Young master said that the common people who come and go are our foundation. Next year, we will ask them to pick up clean, everyday materials to buy."
Anyway, it will only be 21 years in Chenghua next year, and there are still two years left in the middle. Cui Xie didn't rush him, just reminded him to "start a quarterly work plan next year", and sent a bitter-faced shopkeeper away.
When they arrived at the Rouge Shop, Cui Ting took a long time to get in front of him, and said in a low voice, "The unsatisfactory guys in the shop didn't find the purple jasmine you asked for, they only brought Bai Jasmine and Bai Jasmine from the south. Pai grass, hosta, rose... A few potted flowers and flower seeds of fragrant flowers. The youngest found two gardeners who had worked in a certain servant's mansion. The son wanted to plant flowers, and the youngest brought them; These vulgar flowers, the little ones told them to go back."
Sure enough, there is no mirabilis... Then we have to wait for the Europeans to bring the flowers from America.
Cui Xie shook his head and sighed: "It's okay, there's nothing if you don't have it, they've tried their best. Now is not the time to plant flowers, you and Brother Xiaoliang should get a greenhouse and raise the flowers that you brought in first, and I'll give you a call in the spring next year. Ten acres of flower fields, you make a plan for me."
Since you can't make makeup powder, let's do flower water and makeup honestly. Fortunately, other things sell well. The dozen or so bottles of the steamed flower water have just been sold out, and there are only not enough to sell; eye ointment is even more popular in the Guozijian. The blended white lower eyeliner makes the eyes big and bright, and I don't know who to show them.
Anyway, the gentlemen can't see it, and don't care about them.
The two villagers had repaired waterwheels before the river surface was frozen. Now, during the winter break, they went to the deserted saline-alkali land to collect the alkaline soil, filtered it again and again, and made it into a white and clean alkaline block. Some of these alkali blocks are combined with pig pancreas and spices to make pancreas, and some are made in auspicious shapes like peach blossoms, bats and fans with carved molds, and they are directly sold in a small stall outside the store.
The soil caustic soda sold outside costs only one cent per pound. They filter the caustic soda into snow-white, and print it into small pieces of four taels, which cost six cents a piece. The good copper coins on Liuwen are worth more than one cent of silver. In this way, the net profit of selling a pound of alkali blocks can be tripled, and even eyeliner is not as harsh as its asking price.
Theobromine is a cheap thing, and the expensive money is nothing to the people of Beijing.
Ordinary soil alkali is gray-red and gray-red, and soaking in water can sink many impurities. These finely filtered white alkali noodles do not have this problem. If you break a little bit, you can cook porridge, hair, noodles, and clothes can be washed cleanly. No need to sift out the impurities in the water yourself. Those chefs of big families, or delicate and clean women, are willing to spend more money to buy this white and beautiful soda noodles.
Because of this soda noodles, the Cui family gained another income a few years ago. Cui Xie thought that he could not get Cui Langzhong to marry him with the extra money. With a wave of his hand, he built a kiln for Brother Xiaoliang on Zhuangzi, and asked him to burn pencil leads. Mr. Lu took the kiln to burn the pencil lead. poor students.
When Lu Juren heard about this, he specially gave Brother He and Cui Qi a day off, and invited several eunuchs of the same year who were interested in promoting this product to visit the pencil kiln for inspection.
The kiln was built high and wide, and a workshop for making pen holders was also built next to the kiln. Brother Xiao Liang led the craftsmen who burned the kiln and made the poles to work in it. One person had a pen refill on his ear and recorded his work at any time. Good to go back and write the report.
Seeing that the craftsmen can take a pen to record the progress of their work at any time, the students and their fellow students couldn't help but praise: "Everyone has this pen, and they can jot down good words and witty words at any time, and there are so many more in the world. good verse?"
With this money, you can write, and you won't forget the wonderful sentence you just came up with when you pour water and grind ink when you write with a brush in the past.
Several talented people were so excited that they wrote Shi Fu and Shi Shi Poems on the spot. Although it was in this desolate country place, facing the flaming kiln, they couldn't even eat a mouthful of wine, but they seemed to be holding a poetry meeting in the clear mountains and clear waters. 's poetry collection.
Lu Juren himself was very complacent, and he wrote several decent articles and poems during the Chinese New Year with peace of mind, describing the benefits of this pencil—at least to impress the patriarchs of these counties and counties in Gyeonggi and ask them to be willing to help popularize pencils in social sciences. .
When he got busy, he left Cui Xie lightly, and he didn't leave any homework for a year. Cui Xie has great respect for his efforts in promoting education, so he didn't bother him with his own trivial matters, and he was busy until the end of the year.
In the new year, even Lu Juren didn't mention his studies. From New Year's Eve, he went around to pay New Year's Eve, running around with fellow villagers and the same year. And the Cui family has taken root in the local area, and they have to prepare to worship their ancestors. Although Cui Xie's ancestral tomb was in the countryside, the ancestral hall was moved to Beijing early, so he did not need to go back to his hometown to worship his ancestors, so he opened the ancestral hall in the back of the house to worship.
On this day, all the male members of the family have to enter the ancestral hall, and even Cui Heng, who had been working hard in the house for several months, was released.
This time, he also knew his status in his heart. Although he couldn't hide the sullenness on his face, he could at least pretend to be honest. When he saw Cui Xie, he smiled and said hello, rushing to say that he was ignorant and tired a few days ago. Big brother is worried about him.
When Cui Xie saw him, he remembered that Xie Ying had said that his mother was sentenced to righteousness, and now she is no longer a first-mother, and suddenly remembered that Senator Cui didn't open an ancestral hall before he left, and I wonder if Xu's name was crossed out. If not, when he opens an ancestral hall to worship his ancestors later, he will have the identity of the eldest son of this generation and change the family tree for his grandfather.
He thought so, and without answering for a while, Cui Heng asked, "Can't my brother forgive me yet? Knowing the rules of etiquette and law, and knowing that I, my mother, and my biological mother are at fault, I sincerely apologize, please forgive me, let me come out?"
He was locked in the hut for so long, and he was doing problems and endorsing all day long, and he was going crazy. As long as he can go out, let alone apologizing to Cui Xie, he will recognize him even if he kneels down to him!
Cui Heng was determined to suffer the humiliation of his crotch, but he didn't want his brother to agree happily: "Since you know you were wrong, then I will give you a chance to make a change. You are allowed to come out to eat during the New Year's Day. After the festival, You read with Mr. Lu in the morning."
"Then when can I go out..." He hurriedly asked, but seeing Cui Xie's indifferent expression, he shook his head at him: "Didn't I tell you? When will I go out after memorizing the three rituals?"
After he finished speaking, he asked someone to lead him behind him, turned around and entered the ancestral hall.
The ancestors of the Cui family moved from the south, and the genealogy was lost during the migration process. It was written by Gaozu from memory after he arrived in Northern Zhili. There were only seven generations before and after Cui Xie’s generation.
Because the genealogy was so short, it was not written into a book. It was only written on a large piece of paper and hung in front of the record. As soon as Cui Xie entered the door, he saw the surnames of the two wives written next to Cui Ju's name. The word "Cui Xie" was written under his ex-wife Liu's, and the name of his second wife, Xu's, had been re-scribbled with extremely thick ink. vertical. The ink was dripping, and the word "Cui Heng" was smeared. If you didn't look closely, it seemed that it was also crossed out.
It seems that he thought of Senator Cui too softly. I'm afraid that before Shuntian Mansion broke their marriage, Master Cui had already opened an ancestral hall and crossed out Xu's name.
Cui Heng saw the ink marks on the family tree behind him, and looked at the black ink on his name. There was no mother's name. Even a concubine was inferior to his brother and two sisters, as if he was a traitor.
Originally, he had always believed that he was a direct descendant. Even if his mother was divorced, he was also a direct wife when he was born, and he still felt that his identity was not bad. It was only at this time that he really realized what Xu's being cut off meant to him, grinned, and suddenly squatted on the ground and cried bitterly.