Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

Late at night, the rain outside the window was pattering, hitting the window lattice and making a crisp sound.

Jiang Yuzhu nestled in Xie Zhao's arms, too lazy to move.

After following Xie Zhao out of Zhuangzi, she vaguely realized that Xie Zhao was playing tricks, and it turned out to be all planned.

Xie Zhao used those strange gestures skillfully, and he was probably secretly studying Xiangyan's script behind his back.

Who would have thought that Mr. Xie, who is devoted to the people, is so dull and boring!

"Tick tock..."

Something fell on Jiang Yuzhu's face, something ice-cold.

She wiped it with her hand and turned her head to stare at Xie Zhao. Could it be that she was so cooperative that Xie Zhao was moved to tears?

"Yuzhu, it's raining."

Feeling the cold raindrops, Xie Zhao hurriedly sat up from the bamboo bed.

When renovating the bamboo house, Xie Zhao once thought that if the couple only stayed for one or two nights, it might not rain, so he saved time and was a little negligent when laying thatch on the roof.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, but fortunately there was only one leak in the room.

Jiang Yuzhu was forced to get up and move to sit downstairs by the window.

"Yuzhu, it's slightly cold on a rainy night, be careful to keep cool."

Xie Zhao put on his coir raincoat and bamboo hat in the corner, and poured a cup of hot tea for Jiang Yuzhu before going out.

In the cold night, the sky was dark.

Not far away, thick fog and dark clouds swept across, and raindrops fell silently on the raised window lattice, forming a curtain of rain.

Jiang Yuzhu held the tea cup to warm her hands and looked out the window. Countless flying insects were hitting the wind lanterns hanging on the eaves.

The hut deep in the bamboo forest has a unique charm on a rainy night.

About a quarter of an hour later, Xie Zhao returned with a food box.

Opening the food box, there were several side dishes inside, including fried peanuts, braised beef, jelly skin and spicy and sour pickles, all for drinking.

"Does Sioux City sell beef?"

There is a small amount of beef tendon in the beef tendon, which is very delicious when marinated.

Jiang Yuzhu took a slice. It tasted slightly salty and was perfect for drinking.

"Su City still follows the Daqi law, and all cattle must go to the stalls."

Xie Zhao lit a small red clay stove and boiled a pot of wine. After the wine was warm, he poured two glasses.

The couple sat across from each other, changing cups and cups to the sound of rain, and chatting.

"Now that Surabaya City is under Daqi, the court has not issued any new laws. It is assumed that the people of Surabaya City will follow the original rules."

People in Sishui City mostly raise beef cattle. The meat of beef is firm and firm, which is favored by wealthy households. Merchants have already sensed the signs.

If you didn't take action before, you couldn't grasp the trends in the DPRK. Some people took the lead in selling cattle to seize the opportunity, and the others followed soon after.

"Yuanhe, when did you start thinking about benefiting the people?"

Jiang Yuzhu had never discussed similar issues with Xie Zhao, so she couldn't help but asked curiously.

Is it because he is the number one scholar and also thanks to the Xie family?

There are many number one scholars, and Feng Qing is also the number one scholar. His talent and learning are indeed outstanding, but his conduct is worrying.

Xie Zhao stood up and used the wire to light the wick. He looked a little more lonely and replied: "Six years old."

"so small?"

Jiang Yuzhu was a little surprised. She recalled her previous life. When she was six years old, she was still ignorant, but Xie Zhao had already begun to have such lofty ambitions.

"When I was six years old, my husband and my mother went to Zhuangzi in the countryside to escape the summer heat."

There is a secret that Xie Zhao never mentioned.

He was enlightened when he was less than three years old, and he was already famous when he was five or six years old.

In order to protect him, the clan would rarely let Xie Zhao go out. Because he was too smart, he was sometimes ostracized by his brothers.

Without playmates, Xie Zhao spent most of his time reading.

Following Shen to Zhuangzi, Xie Zhao met Tian Rong, a boy from a nearby village who was several years older than him.

"The boys in the village dislike my husband, but Tian Rong is the only one who is willing to take me to the mountains to hunt birds and go down to the river to fish."

Tian Rong was a black man with a lot of strength. He and Xie Zhao had encountered a wild boar on the mountain.

At that critical moment, Tian Rong asked Xie Zhao to step on him to climb the tree, and then he climbed up.

"Later, when my husband returned to Zhuangzi, Tian Rong was gone."

Tian Rong's father was attacked by a bully, and the bully came to his door. Tian Rong was beaten to death by the bully in order to protect his father.

After committing the crime, the bully walked away in a swagger.

"I inquired about my husband and found out that the bully was actually a relative of my uncle's concubine."

Xie Zhao was speechless when he mentioned that stupid Mr. Shen.

Although the bully was eventually arrested, Xie Zhao was greatly touched.

"If you want to benefit the people, the only way is to be an official. To be a good official, make decisions for the people. And to be an official, the only way is to take the imperial examination."

However, there are too many people suffering and countless people suffering injustice. After all, relying on Xie Zhao's own efforts is too weak.

After marrying a wife and having children, Xie Zhao had a different realization.

"With family, country and world, a husband should pay more attention to his family. Only by taking good care of his family can he have extra energy to benefit the people."

Just like Xiao She said, Jiang Yuzhu delayed Xie Zhao from dedicating himself to Da Qi.

In the past, Xie Zhao only focused on official business, but not now.

"In 20 years, when wealth comes to take over, the husband can take his wife to live in seclusion in the mountains without being disturbed."

Xie Zhao took a sip of the wine, and the warm and mellow feeling lingered on the tip of his tongue, with a long aftertaste. His expression relaxed and felt extremely comfortable.

"Yuanhe, have you ever thought about what to do if a rich man doesn't like studying?"

Jiang Yuzhu felt it was necessary to discuss the issue of raising children with Xie Zhao.

Xie Zhao is a rare genius, and his son may not be the same.

Although both parents hope that their children will become successful, they must also learn to respect them.

The elders in Daqi are accustomed to relying on their elders and selling off their elders. Jiang Yuzhu hates the behavior of those people.

Xie Zhao replied without hesitation: "With the Xie family's family background, we cannot follow Xiaowa's preferences."

"What if the rich hate reading? It's hard to force him, right?"

Since Xie Zhao was born, no one in the Xie family has stood out except Xie Xuan.

People in the clan say that Xie Zhao has absorbed all the talent blessed by his ancestors.

"You are enough for the Xie family. It is difficult for my son to excel. There is no need to bear your halo."

360 lines, line by line out of the champion.

Jiang Yuzhu holds a large sum of money in her hands. When the time comes, Fugui and Wanwan will share half of it equally.

Xie Zhao did not answer, but fell into deep thought.

After waiting for a moment, Jiang Yuzhu thought that Xie Zhao would object strongly, but unexpectedly, he suddenly raised his lips and smiled, with a relaxed expression: "What Madam said is that even if you don't study and practice calligraphy, and have no money to inherit, you are still destined to be rich."

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Yuzhu didn't know why, but his son was destined to be rich and noble because his mother was Jiang Yuzhu!

Xie Zhao said with a smile in his eyes: "Just based on his appearance, it is enough to rely on his face to ensure that he will have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life."

"Are you cursing my son for eating soft food?"

Jiang Yuzhu stood up and wanted to argue with Xie Zhao.

When Xie Zhao said this, he was not secretly praising him for his good looks. After all, it was said that wealth followed Xie Zhao, his father.

Jiang Yuzhu had already seen through this routine.

Being cold and abstinent is just Xie Zhao's disguise, but in fact he is a sinister and shameless big-tailed wolf, hypocritical!

"What's wrong with soft rice? My husband hasn't had enough."

Xie Zhao's dark eyes were scorching hot.