This winter, the snow fell a bit early, and it was a bit heavy. Looking at the vast mountains, they all turned white overnight. This year, Shenmuzhai will not be able to go back.
Now that the family has added population, the home in Liuzhixiang is now a little smaller.
Song Feier said to Wu Zheng, and the three sisters went out to buy a house.
When other people’s wives go out to buy vegetables, their own wives are like selling houses and large courtyards.
Seeing the small shop separated from the yard, Song Feier was called by her grandmother every morning to learn how to make fried dough sticks with her aunt!
Time flies, and when I recall that year, it has been like a lifetime.
With three wives and two girls, all five women are masters except Jiang Yuer.
Not to mention that such a team is walking in this Yuzhou city, even if walking in the city of God, there are few that can make them suffer.
Lao Wu and Shen San are away, and Wu Zheng doesn't have to worry about the dangers of these five women going out.
The sky was just overcast outside, and in a blink of an eye, snowflakes fluttered again. Wu Zheng stayed at home alone and was fine, so he taught his two younger sisters to read by the brazier.
If according to grandma's plan back then, these two girls should now learn to help the workers find the money to supplement the family!
They can't do anything else, but there is no problem in grandma's view that the aunt washes clothes and learns to sew small jobs.
Thinking of the first time I saw my aunt in the alley, the long pair of ice-filled hands washed by the aunt, look at these two little girls now, holding the sugar man in the left hand, and the candied haws in the right, He also said that the sugar man is not good, so he wants to eat the cakes from Linjiang Tower.
Xiaoying is more mischievous. The longer she grows, the more she looks like a boy. Wu Zheng wanted to take her to study, but she was dragged outside and asked to build a snowman. She also said that her sister-in-law helped them build a big snowman in the yard last winter. It's a joy to take a bunch of candied haws.
But today the snow doesn't seem to have fallen enough. If you want to build a snowman like that, you can't afford it.
Before the two little girls were disappointed, grandma came out.
The willow stick in her old hand has now been replaced by Feier with a valuable Li stick. He tapped on the door frame of the Li stick, and the two girls in the yard immediately became honest, one by one buried their heads and stayed still. He hid behind Wu Zheng.
The old grandmother said with a hatred of iron and steel: "You two are losing money, and you are not going to die in. The snowy person is still crazy outside. What should I do if I catch a cold and get sick? Come in!"
Wu Zheng smiled slightly: "Come on, grandma has spoken, let's go back to school together!"
"I don't want to, reading is boring." Xiaoying said.
"Where's Xiaolan! Do you want to read? Brother can teach you if you want!"
Xiao Lan looked at Xiaoying, thinking about her appearance, but was afraid that her sister Xiaoying would say that he was a traitor, so she hesitated for a while.
The grandmother said: "If you don't want to read, go to your mother's schoolgirl red. Such a big person can't even take a needle. This tells us that the old Wu family still doesn't make people laugh."
Xiaoying suddenly said: "Brother, I have decided. I want to study with you. Shall we read "Swordsman", OK?"
"Okay, no problem. Where is Xiaolan?"
"I, I want to read the Red Mansion."
Xiaoying said irritably, "What's easy to read about the Red Mansion, and the worst is the Three Kingdoms! The Three Kingdoms written by my brother is the most interesting. I like Cai Wenji in here. By the way, there are Diao Chan, Xiao Er Qiao, and... "
Xiaoying hadn't finished her words, so grandma knocked on the door frame with her walking stick again: "Two dead girls won't come in yet? You two will stand in the yard for me if you don't come in again."
Xiaoying stuck her tongue out, and ran into the house quickly, pulling Xiaolan around.
Just before entering the door, one person slapped grandma on the back of the head.
"Grandma hurts!"
"Pain? You two crazy girls still know that it hurts! Your elder brother is all about college, and teaches you two to study. You two dead girls don't know how to take advantage of it, if it was put in a few years ago. I’ve already gone to the river with your mother to wash clothes now, how can you feel so comfortable now?"
The following generations of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Wu Zheng, had not finished writing. He only wrote about the burning of Chibi. The two little girls have listened to it more than three times, and they are still learning with gusto when they read it again.
After reading, the girl Xiaoying couldn't yell loudly, arguing that Wu Zheng would continue to write down.
So then it became Wu Zheng's narrative. These two little girls wrote and said that whoever wrote the words was good-looking, then they would print it into a book.
For Xiaoying, who has never liked writing characters, this was a very boring thing, but once there was a contest, the boring writing suddenly became much more interesting.
In the afternoon, Seinfeld and the others came back. The house was bought and it was on Fulu Street. Walking out of this Willow Lane, it was close to the homes of two masters and masters.
In fact, Wu Zheng felt that he could stay away from the master's father's home, because if he always dangles in front of the master's father, he will always think you are okay and take you to sit in the hall.
Ever since penicillin gave Master a miraculous curative effect, Master Father and Junior Brother Hu Chai have almost devoted all their attention to medicine.
But he was old and couldn't let go of the patients. As long as someone came to ask for a doctor, his boss would get out of his busy schedule and show people the sick.
It would be easy to interrupt his so-called research, so arresting Wu Zheng to see someone in the hall was undoubtedly the best way to do it in his old eyes.
But Wu Zheng really doesn't want to go! It's too boring, and the patients don't have it every day, but sometimes there are waves of busy feet.
Because if Wu Zheng goes to sit in the hall, the medicine cabinet in front of Buplehu will also be in charge of him. He can't be too busy alone!
Three days later, the Wu family moved to a new house. Compared with the house in Liuzhi Lane, it was indeed a three-in and three-out mansion, but if you compare it with the Houfu of Shendu, it is almost indistinguishable from a cottage. How much.
So Wu Zheng and the others came back, but left He Laowu and Shen Sandao in Shendu. Without it, they were looking at the house.
If such a big house is unoccupied, it will become a ghost house within two years, and it will be a lot of money to repair it in the future.
Wu Zheng is not short of money now, but he doesn't want to spend the wronged money.
Besides, the caravan on Ah Er's side has grown bigger and bigger, and now coupled with Wu Zheng's operation on the Tartar side, there must be someone in the land of the gods.
Regardless of whether it is a Tatar or a Uighur, no caravan has come to Yuzhou no matter how far it goes. Without it, it would be too remote.
If it weren't for Chengdu in front, it would be a border town.
But even so, the people who live here are still worried about being harassed by the Tuyuhun people.
Of course, except for those who dare to sell and buy.
Wu Zheng, a large firm like that, now has a lot in his hands. The reason is that Ah Er. Now Ah Er is not the dignified slave at the beginning, but the great treasurer of the Eling firm.
Although everyone is very curious about the big boss behind this big firm, this does not prevent him from being regarded as a guest by those big firms.
There is no way he can get a lot of things that you can't get. He has everything and reliable contacts and business, and more importantly, safety. There is an 80,000 army of fifteen tribes behind the Eling Business.
Even though they only have 80,000, but the equipment is excellent, coupled with the frequent rushing on the commercial roads, fighting with horse bandits on the grasslands all the year round.
Now in this turbulent Tuyuhun, they have grown into an unoffendable force that everyone recognizes, and because of the caravan’s broad grace, this barbaric army has transformed into a benevolent army.
Among other things, it means that every winter, with the help and operation of the caravan, at least thousands of tribes and millions of people will not starve to death in this blue and yellow winter.
So the size of Ah Er's caravan is evident from this.
Can Ma Zan and Murong Jing fail to see his threats
But no matter what you can see, you still dare not move him, because they are now evenly matched, and no one can do anything about it. In this protracted war, no one can see the end.
Once the caravan had not been stitched and patched on the Tuyuhun, which had been fighting for many years, no one could imagine what Tuyuhun would look like in the future.
Tuyuhun is short of food, but the output of Ah Er's barley wine has been increasing instead of decreasing, because he can always exchange cattle and sheep for more and cheaper barley.
Up to now, the heads of many tribes have noticed this. Although grazing cattle and sheep can be hungry, planting highland barley can make people rich!
If this winter, large areas of grassland have been reclaimed into farmland, and they began to let the nomads live and grow highland barley.
In fact, Wu Zheng used to prepare to harvest wool, but the textile technology is a difficult problem. He can't overcome it by himself. He still makes wine! This method is simple, plus Ye Dongcheng has overcome all the difficulties he had to overcome before, so he can use it almost as soon as he picks it up.
I just don't know if one catty of wine from this ten catties of highland barley will cause food panic in the spitting hunger someday.
After all, human nature is greedy, and the leader is even more greedy.
When Ah Er disseminates this method of wine making one day, the caravan will only collect wine from the tribe chiefs instead of highland barley. After the chiefs can exchange the necessities and luxuries of life directly with wine, will they exploit the people of the tribe even more severely.
Then one day, a guy suddenly jumped out and screamed at the head to divide the field. When the war swept across Tuyuhun, Ma Zan and Murong Jing could still suppress it.
By the way, at that time the war horse in their hands should become a scarce item!
Because what Ah Er is doing now is to exchange food for war horses. As for cows, Ah Er told them lovingly that they can be used to cultivate the land until the spring of tomorrow.
Without the horses, Wu Zheng could hardly imagine what the scene where they could fight on the back of a cow would look like.
Of course, in the future, so many highland barleys can't be eliminated by the Dazhou family alone, aren't there still Uighurs and Tartars? Especially Tatar, the kind of barbarians who live in a cold place, can't they all become addicted to alcohol after tasting such a strong wine
If one day the wine is gone, it will be the two goods of Ma Zan and Murong Jing that have blocked the business route. At this time, if the Uighurs and the Uyghurs are sent to Tuyuhun together, it should not be difficult for a group of drunken lunatics!
At that time, the two cities that Wu Zheng wanted in Uighur could come in handy. By sending troops directly, he could copy people’s back path. If the guy Merhan jumped out and wanted to get a share, the scene would be great. .
As for the fly-ying dogs in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Wu Zheng really couldn't be interested in paying attention. When he was young, I went west directly from here and took the 80,000 tribes who stayed in Tuyuhun with him and beat him all the way north. .
When you smash the Tuyuhun, Uighur and Tartar, if you still can't get up in Dazhou, you are not up for it.
Of course, this is the worst calculation in Wu Zheng's heart. The key is to see if the emperor Lao'er in the capital is really dim-eyed.
just wait! It won't take long, at most seven or eight years, when I was just over 30 years old.
Ten miles of peach trees on the side of the Chunjiang River had not bloomed, Wu Zheng stood under the old peach trees and watched as the waves swept away the heroes. Success or failure turned around. Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns…
Originally, I was out with my wives to enjoy the snow today, but when I looked at the rolling river, I was fascinated by it, and even read a poem.
What kind of literati pooser, I am only in my twenties now, when I was young and full of vitality, is it necessary to be like Lin Daiyu here
After waking up, I looked back and saw the three wives looking at themselves with idiotic expressions.
Seinfeld's eyes are shining, and she will always look like this in her own eyes.
Yin E was smiling but not smiling, only Jiang Yuer was sad with Ying Jing.
"Msang Gong, do you regret resigning?" Yin E smiled.
"Shit, I've never regretted what I did, Xiang Gong."
"Shanggong is so handsome!" Seinfeld reached out her hand to give herself a thumbs up and said: "Can Xianggong read it again? I didn't hear the previous one clearly."
"How difficult is this?" Wu Zheng read it to Seinfeld again, and said with a smile: "I'm satisfied now!"
Song Feier nodded, then turned to Xianger beside him and said, "Has Xiang'er recorded it yet?"
"Miss has copied everything."
"Let me see, how short is it to publish a collection of poems!"
"Poetry anthology? As expected, someone who has been to the gods and has seen the world! Actually even knows the poetry anthology."
Song Feier snorted: "Xiang Gong, you can bury me! I know that I am the only one of the three sisters who have poor literary skills. Can the poor literary talent allow me to write a book to pretend to be?"
Wu Zheng looked at Jiang Yu'er and said with a slight smile: "Don't worry, your husband is just standing alone by the river, not as sad as you think."
Jiang Yuer said: "My husband, I heard that we still have a home on the grassland. We don't have to wait for the spring of next year for our family to go to the grass and go for a walk! I heard that the terrain is open and galloping horses makes you heroic."
"Haha! I want to go too! But the emperor Lao'er gave your prince a ban on foot. You can't go anywhere except the prince of Yuzhou. But don't worry, it won't take a few years for him to die and we can go wherever we want. ."
"Die? You can't talk nonsense about Xiang Gong."
But at this moment I heard someone in Taolin say: "A good poem is a good poem, but the number of people who read poems is not right."