Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

It was almost dawn the next day, and He Xuqing, who was all limp, endured shyness and nudged Sang Qingjiu, "My wife, it's time to get up."

"Not urgent."

Sang Qingjiu hugged He Xuqing and kissed him skillfully on the face.

"My wife, please get up and pay homage to your mother and father."

He Xuqing was a little anxious and gave Sang Qingjiu a gentle push.

On the second day after he got married, he was late to meet his mother and father. Isn't this...

"Hey, I told them yesterday that we will arrive later today."

Sang Qingjiu hugged him tightly and said, "Sleep a little longer."

Is this...really good?

He Xuqing was a little worried, but couldn't resist Sang Qingjiu, so he had to lie down next to her again and fell asleep with her again.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that I packed up and went to the hall.

He Xuqing was very nervous along the way.

Although his grandfather told him that his future parents-in-law would be easy to get along with, that was before he got married.

Now that you're married, it's hard to tell.

Sang Qingjiu held his hand and knelt down in the hall.

The anxious He Xuqing also knelt down and handed the tea to Father Sang, "Greetings to Dad."

Father Sang smiled lovingly, took a sip of tea and quickly asked them to stand up, "Don't kneel, our family doesn't have those rules."

After that, he stuffed him with a red envelope and asked someone to give him the three-piece set of gold hairpin, gold earrings and gold bracelets that he had made before.

Feeling Father Sang's kindness, He Xuqing felt much more relaxed, and put the things away with a sweet smile.

These are not very good to him.

But he understood the situation of the Sang family. It took a lot of money to be able to put on this pretense, so it was obvious that they were very considerate of him.

This is enough.

"Xu Qing, I will ask you to take more care of Qingjiu when he is in the capital in the future. You come from a wealthy family and are familiar with the people in the capital. You should remind Qingjiu more about the trivial matters at home..."

Father Sang said again.

Hearing this, He Xuqing was stunned.

From what Father Sang meant, it seemed like he wanted to call him the head of the family?

"Daddy is here, what can I do..."

When He Xu Qingzheng was about to refuse, Sang's father took his hand and smiled, "How do I know this? Besides, I will go back to the town with my child and her mother to live in a while, and you have to take care of this house."

Go back to town and live?

He Xuqing was surprised and happy.

Although Father Sang is very kind, after getting married, he really didn't want to have multiple people weighing on his head.

"You and mother are going back to town? Wife~"

He Xuqing raised his eyes and looked at Sang Qingjiu, wondering if she knew about this.

But he saw Sang Qingjiu curling his lips and smiling, "I bought a house and servants for my parents in the town. My parents are not used to these interactions between Beijing and China."

The couple couldn't get used to living in Beijing, where they often spent dozens or even hundreds of taels of silver.

I can't even talk to the parents of the Beijing officials I came to befriend.

It's okay to stay here for two days.

If they really want to stay here for a long time, they really can't do it.

So there is no need for Sang Qingjiu to mention it. When he returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors, he only said that he would buy a house in the town so that he could have a place to stay when he returned to his hometown.

The couple took the initiative to say that they would go back to the town to live and look after the house.

Sang Qingjiu also gave a few words of advice.

But the more they persuaded them, the more the couple wanted to live in the town.

"Yes."

Sang's mother nodded lightly, "I can't quite understand what these people in Beijing are saying."

The large Sang family lives in a remote rural area in the south, more than a month away from Beijing. The accents in the countryside are different from one mountain to the other, let alone understand the authentic Beijing accent.

It's hard to talk, so it's better to go back to your hometown and live in peace.

What's more, in my hometown, the biggest official is the county magistrate.

The county magistrate was only in the seventh rank, and her daughter was in the sixth rank as soon as she entered the court. When she returned home, the magistrate came to visit her with gifts.

When they go back to live in their hometown, the neighbors have to support them.

They don’t need to make money yet.

The two hundred taels of silver given by their daughter before, as well as the silver sent by the merchants and county magistrates when they returned home last time, were enough for them to use for several years.

Isn't this better than being in Beijing?

Seeing that they sincerely wanted to return to their hometown, He Xuqing couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, "Don't worry, Mom and Dad, I will take good care of my wife in Beijing."

Father Sang said a few more words to forget about it, and after having lunch together, the young couple returned to the main courtyard.

As soon as he sat down, Sang Qingjiu waved to He Xuqing.

When someone comes over, he reaches out and hugs the person on his lap.

"Ah... my wife!"

He Xuqing exclaimed and looked at the people waiting in the room.

That one in the corner, don’t think that I don’t know when you lower your head, what are you laughing at?

He Xuqing glanced at Sang Qingjiu with a hint of reproach, and said in a low voice, "There are so many people here, my wife, please let me go."

"Don't let it go."

Sang Qingjiu raised his hand and handed him the account book in the drawer, "From now on, all the money in this family will belong to the husband. Please don't treat me badly."

He Xuqing touched the book, glanced at Sang Qingjiu with a smile and annoyance, and then opened the account book to look at it.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

"Master Wife, where did the family come from so much money?"

More than ten thousand taels of silver!

Even if the Sang family farmed for a hundred years, they would not be able to earn this amount of money.

"My wife, you are not..." Corrupted and bribed, right?

Before he finished speaking, He Xuqing was tapped on the head by Sang Qingjiu, "What are you thinking about? The source is very good. I earned it from doing business with a friend. But you also know that according to the law, Officials are not allowed to do business, so this business will be left to you in the future."

"what business?"

Sang Qingjiu briefly told him about his transaction with Chi Dongman.

Looking at He Xuqing with surprised and admiring eyes, Sang Qingjiu smiled and hugged him tighter, "Speaking of which, I have to thank you."

"Thank me?"

What does this have to do with him?

"If my husband hadn't come from a very good background and the food and clothing in the Marquis' mansion were top-notch, why would I bother to waste this idea?"

Sang Qingjiu's palm on his waist touched him lightly and said, "My husband is a pampered man. Now that you have entered my house, I can't bear to have you suffer with me."

He Xuqing's heart felt soft after hearing this.

His whole body leaned against Sang Qingjiu.

"Master Wife, you are so kind."

Although the voice was small, it was said in Sang Qingjiu's ear.

The sound was soft and sweet, which made Sang Qingjiu smile happily and wish he could carry him to the bed.

But the young husband's body was tortured until midnight last night, and he couldn't bear it again.

Thinking about it, Sang Qingjiu couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"In two days' time, it will be the Ghost Festival, and a banquet will be held in the palace. After watching the play in the palace, I will take you out to watch the troupe perform and put out river lanterns, okay?"

Sang Qingjiu said again.

He Xuqing was a little surprised when he heard this, "Madam, palace banquets usually only entertain ministers of fourth rank or above and the princes and princes."

Sang Qingjiu is now just a editor in the Hanlin Academy. He is not a big shot in the capital where aristocratic families are everywhere.

You can't enter this palace banquet.