Exile the entire clan? I made a fortune from planting

"In addition to the charcoal we have saved for burning at home and making charcoal, we have accumulated three thousand kilograms during this period. It is time to take action."

"I plan to take a trip to the city and pick them up when my brother is off duty."

Mrs. Hu was worried: "It's snowing heavily outside. If you are in a hurry, walk slower. Take this leather jacket to your elder brother. He was wearing a little thin when we left this morning."

Ji Fengshou took it and kept it in mind.

Ji Changying handed him a hood, the fur inside was made of rabbit fur.

"My mother and I made this. Whatever works, you just have to make do with it. Don't dislike it!"

The hat is sewn crookedly and has no appearance, but it can be roughly seen that it is a hat.

The disgusted expression on Ji Fengshou's face had not yet appeared, but his expression immediately changed after hearing his daughter's words.

He looked at the hat in his hand with love on his face: "How can I dislike my wife and children's thoughts? It's too late for me to care!"

A satisfied smile appeared on Ji Changying's face: "As long as you know."

"Okay, no more talking, I have to leave quickly!"

Watching several nephews put baskets of charcoal on the mule cart, Ji Fengshou asked them to put two boxes of charcoal pencils on it, and then he took the mule and vowed to go out.

Maodong didn't have much to do except eat and drink.

The whole family simply crowded in the main hall and burned the two charcoal pots vigorously, each busy with their own things.

Ji Changying showed You Tianming the bookshelf picture she drew: "The bookshelf in Xiaochuan's room is made like this. You can put a few needed books on it when you usually write."

You Tianming understood it at a glance: "In this case, the desk needs to be wider, otherwise the tabletop is not big enough and it will be inconvenient to unfold the rice paper."

"You can make the decision on this."

Ji Changying only provides a general appearance, and of course the specific details must be determined by the craftsman.

Senior Ji Ming sighed: "Are we still studying now? If we study, it will be in vain. Anyway, it is impossible to take the imperial examination in this life."

Ji Mingxuan can no longer read the book in his hand.

He also felt at a loss during this time.

Everyone seems to have something to do, but where is his future?

No way out at all.

He seems to only know how to read, but he can't even make a firewood for cooking. He is eloquent but not as good as his brother-in-law. Even if he works as an accountant, his abacus calculation is not as good as his third brother's.

As for the second brother...you can ignore it.

Ji Changying said casually: "Who can say anything about this kind of thing? What if the old emperor is gone and the new emperor succeeds and offers amnesty to the world? We are not slaves. Who in ten or eight years will still remember this? What will happen if you really take the imperial examination?"

The whole family gasped, and Mrs. Hu stepped forward and quickly covered her mouth: "Auntie! Can you say this casually? It's okay if someone hears you!"

The only outsider here is You Tianming, but this person's identity is in her hands.

She was not happy that the other person was definitely worse off than she was, and Ji Changying was still sure of this.

Zhou pulled down Hu's hand and said, "Why are you covering it? Ah Ying is right. Who knows how many years the old emperor can live."

She curled her lips, not caring much.

Mrs. Hu was frightened by what they said, and her chest was pounding: "Shut up! No one is allowed to say anything anymore!"

Ji Mingxuan picked up the book again, trying his best to ignore Ji Changying's words, but he still lost his mind.

Ji Minghao's heart was filled with huge waves, and he had a bold conjecture in his mind. This thought made his heartbeat infinitely louder.

Why didn't the emperor carve words on the faces of his family? And why were they exiled but not classified as slaves?

Is it really because of a soft heart?

No, he didn't believe it.

Maybe, this is a big game, and they are just insignificant pieces to the whole game.

His blood boiled at the thought.

Who says chess pieces can't turn over?

His hands were shaking with excitement. He couldn't help but take out a charcoal pen and found a clean page in his notebook to write down:

Has the emperor already chosen his successor?

So, is it possible that the Ji family is the person the emperor prepared for the new emperor?

After writing down these two questions, Ji Minghao decided to start with the emperor's life.

I plan to wait until my father comes back to ask about things before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Ji Changying didn't know that she was making random nonsense, and the third brother was thinking about so many things in his mind.

The charcoal fire warmed the entire main hall, and the bones of grandparents were placed on the high hall, waiting for next spring to find a feng shui treasured place to be buried.

Time passed by, and Mrs. Hu had already prepared a meal and waited for the Ji Fengshou brothers to come back, but she never saw them.

Instead, she kept feeling flustered and uneasy. The closer it got to dark, the more she couldn't sit still. The needles used to sew the quilt pricked her fingers several times.

Ji Changying finally couldn't stand it anymore and snatched the needle and thread from her hand: "Are you tired, aunt? Why don't you take a rest?"

Mrs. Hu nodded nervously: "I don't know what's wrong. I'm so flustered. Why haven't your father and your uncle come back?"

Ji Changying frowned and looked outside the room.

Even though he was far away with his mental strength, he didn't see Ji Feng's figure coming back.

Instead, the snowflakes kept falling on the ground, making the whole world seem extraordinarily quiet.

On the mountain behind Xiaotian Village, two people appeared halfway up the mountain despite the wind and snow.

Seeing the quiet village at the foot of the mountain, they looked at each other with joy on their faces: "We found the place!"

"I'll wait here, you go back and notify Ye Hu!"

"it is good."

One person turned around and ran in the other direction, leaving the person behind looking greedily at the village down the mountain.

Food, women, medicinal materials, no one can escape this time!

Ji Changying glanced in the direction of the county town with her mental strength but found no one. She was a little worried in her heart, but she comforted Mrs. Hu: "Maybe the county government has many things to do today and it has been delayed. Let's wait a little longer."

"Yes, mother, let's take a rest first! Maybe my father and uncle will come back later."

Ji Mingxuan saw that his mother was restless and couldn't sit still, so he got up and came over to comfort her.

"Oh! I'm so hungry that my stomach is growling." Ji Mingxue rubbed his stomach and complained heartlessly.

When Mrs. Hu heard this, she was in no mood to pay attention to him. She could only pray in her heart that the two of them would come back quickly and smoothly.

Ji Changying felt that the room was a little dull, so she got up and left the room.

Suddenly her eyes froze, and she felt that a large number of people were approaching quickly.

The spiritual power instantly covered a ten-mile radius, and many rough-looking people were seen galloping towards here on horseback.

There are bows and arrows on their backs and scimitars on their sides, all on the mountain road! They will arrive in less than a quarter of an hour.

She turned around suddenly and returned to the house: "Something seems to have happened outside! I'm going to take a look. You guys quickly pack up the food and valuable things at home and put them in the cellar!"

Hu's head was buzzing, and before she could pull her back, she saw her running out of the yard.