Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

After a light snowfall in the twelfth lunar month, the weather was fine. The sun was shining warmly, and the courtyard felt a little warm like early spring.

Two potted wintersweet plants were moved under the window of the master bedroom, sending the fragrance into the room with the slightly cold air.

Yan Xin sat in front of the desk in the window and looked through the account books carefully.

The accounts of the Governor's Mansion are generally handled by three people: the accountant, the general accountant, and the general manager. Give it to Madam.

After the wife checks it, she will stamp it with her private seal, and the account book can be stored in the warehouse.

The annual ceremony is the most important expenditure of the Governor's Mansion in a year.

It also has its own rules: what to send to the homes of high-ranking military officials, how much money and items correspond to which official rank; what to send to the homes of relatives, etc.

Every small family also has such accounts for their personal dealings, but they are far less huge than those of the Governor's Mansion.

Yan Xin looked at it very seriously.

She is not a young person after all. This kind of favor account does not need to be taught, she can understand it at a glance.

She finished it in one morning, but she was afraid that Madam would think she was not paying attention, so she postponed it for two days. She read it over again in the evening when she had nothing to do, and went to talk to Madam on the third day.

She said, "Is the Yucheng Hou family my father's biological sister?"

Madam: "She's my sister."

"This year's gift to Mr. Hou is less than half. In previous years, it was two thousand silver, fifty pigs, one hundred sheep, two hundred chickens, two hundred geese, and fifty kinds of game. Why is it less this year?" Yan Xin asked.

Madam: "In previous years, the gifts given were not only from my aunt, but also from the old lady of the Hou family. When the old lady passed away in March, the gifts to the Hou family were reduced by half."

Yan Xin: "That's it."

She added a few more questions about her doubts.

She didn't have to read into the account book, she could just open her mouth to read the complicated names and quantities.

Madam Yemen Qing, after all, the accounts have been kept for decades, so even if her memory is no longer good, she is still familiar with them and told her one by one.

"When it's done, I'll stamp it with my personal seal, and the chief steward will send people to various places to deliver gifts," the lady said.

Yan Xin: "That's right."

Madam didn't check it again. In front of Yan Xin, she took out her little seal, stamped it, and handed the account book to the chief steward.

Before the eldest steward left, he couldn't help but say: "The eldest lady's accounts are really clean, she can keep up with my wife!"

"Zhu Zhu'er is very capable, don't expect to fool her in the future." Madam smiled.

The eldest steward laughed and said: "Don't dare! Do you want to kill me if you fool the eldest lady?"

The lady smiled knowingly.

Yan Xin sat there, trying to pretend that nothing had happened, but she still blushed inexplicably.

Seeing that she was a little embarrassed, the lady stopped joking and chatted with her over tea.

"... Rouzhen's affairs have been settled. The betrothal gift has been sorted out, the dowry has been prepared, the house has been selected, and the furniture has been purchased. We will get engaged on the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, and we will get married on the eighth day of June next year." Madam said.

Yan Xin: "It's so fast."

Madam: "I'm not afraid of speed, but I'm afraid of being busy. Since everything is clear, let's get married as soon as possible."

Sheng Rouzhen has been too impetuous recently. If she gets married early, maybe she will be stable.

The lady was so angry that she was half-dead. But I understand that marriage is a big deal, and I can't let go of my anger at this time, which has delayed Sheng Rouzhen.

Get the business done first.

Madam took every aspect into consideration for Sheng Rouzhen, and the dowry was extremely generous.

After the marriage, Sheng Rouzhen and Jing Shuhong lived alone in a small mansion. They didn't have to be angry with the second madam, which made the madam feel better.

Sheng Rouzhen didn't care about Madam's thoughts and dignity, Madam still wanted her to live well.

However, the relationship between mother and daughter will definitely grow apart in the future. Madam has been stabbed in the back by her this time, and will gradually alienate her.

Madam's heart feels a little cold and hurts.

Fortunately, I still have Yan Xin, so Madam can see hope.

"The small building at the back will be completed the day after tomorrow." The lady added.

Yan Xin: "So fast?"

"It's not that fast." Madam smiled, "The building is completed, and the inside will be renovated after the Chinese New Year. It can be done in a month, and then we can add furniture and remove the smell, and then we can live in it."

Then he said, "It will be completed later. Go and take a look. If you have any good ideas on how to decorate the building, you can tell me."

Yan Xin said yes.

She stayed here to have dinner; Zhang Nanshu also came to have dinner after finishing her afternoon class.

The military governor came in from the outside in high spirits. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he happily shouted: "Ayun, Ayun, great victory in Qingyang!"

The lady immediately put down her chopsticks and hurried forward to meet the governor, almost jogging.

"Azhao's rebellion is over?" she asked, reaching for the good news.

The military governor was also happy: "It's over, everything has been cleaned up, and by the way, the largest bandit den in Qingyang has been handed over. I said, our son has no other strengths, he is brave and resourceful in fighting."

The lady smiled: "Praise him or hurt him?"

"Praise! I have to praise you for ten consecutive days during the Chinese New Year!" said the warlord.

The lady laughed.

There are thin crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, and she is very gentle when she smiles. The years have made her soft and calm, and the warlord feels happy just looking at her.

The lady finally smiled.

Ever since the rebellion in the Guo Mansion, Madam has never really smiled happily; and because of the marriage between Sheng Rouzhen and Jing Shuhong, she is in a gloomy mood.

It finally cleared up after the rain today.

Yan Xin and Zhang Nanshu also stood up.

Zhang Nanshu poked her quietly: "Madam has passed this test again. When Tie Qiao Da comes back, her mood will completely improve."

Yan Xin nodded.

Life is like this, one level after another.

"This iron knot is very powerful." Zhang Nanshu said again.

Yan Xinxiao: "Yes."

He doesn't like reading much, but the art of war is in his mind; he has no shortage of knowledge and political skills.

He is a good person, but sometimes his behavior is too vulgar and informal.

"Zhuzhu, you caught a pretty good man." Zhang Nanshu smiled.

Yan Xin was surprised: "It's rare for you to praise him."

"I'll tell you the truth, I've been worried about it since the assassination of the Guo family. My wet nurse told me that if the eldest marshal was at home, he would be able to control all kinds of monsters and monsters. I also look forward to his return," Zhang Nanshu said. .

Yan Xin couldn't help laughing.

The warlord came in and several people sat down to eat again.

The lady asked the governor again: "What other news has come back from Qingyang?"

The military governor thought for a while: "Dou Minwei died for his country."

Yan Xin and Zhang Nanshu both stopped their chopsticks and looked at the warlord.

The warlord said to the two of them: "Eat."

Yan Xin and Zhang Nanshu picked up the bowls again and gently picked up the vegetables.

The smile on Madam's face also disappeared: "Last time there was an assassination in the Guo Mansion, Dou Minwei's daughter died. She was the only one who was in the center. I still want to wait for him to come back and ask him or interrogate him. How did he do it? dead?"

"I didn't say anything specific. I'll ask Azhao again when he comes back," the military governor said.

Madam: "If we withdraw our troops now, will we be able to get home on New Year's Eve?"

"Not necessarily." The warlord said, "It's hard for me to push him. After all, he won the battle and he also needs to win over his subordinates."

Madame nodded.

Yan Xin stayed another night at the Governor's Mansion.

She returned to Songxiangyuan, still thinking about Jing Yuanzhao.

He is coming back.

The time I went there was not that long, almost two months, and it felt like it would last forever.

He sent troops quickly and ruthlessly, and put down the rebellion in a short time.

Two days later, at dawn, the dog in Songxiangyuan suddenly barked, and Yan Xin suddenly woke up.

She vaguely heard voices.

"Prepare hot water, I'll take a shower first." Yan Xin heard the man's instructions.

She immediately left the bedroom without even bothering to put on her clothes.