At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

"That's not true. We, the Marquis of Jiangling Xie, are all very kind-hearted." An old man next to him who was selling candied haws on his back interjected:

"The man in my family accidentally broke his leg last month, and he couldn't come up with so much money to pay for the consultation fee and medicine. Xinglin Pavilion gives credit, and he signed a contract at the government appraisal place, and slowly every month return!"

"Can I pay on credit?" The young man's mother suddenly raised her eyes and looked directly at the old man.

The old man was frightened by her look and took a step back, "Yes, yes. Don't you know?"

"Xinglin Pavilion is under the name of Xie's Academy Medicine Hall. Poor people can receive medical treatment on credit. The female doctors are also very skilled in medicine."

The boy felt even more dizzy, "Aren't they afraid that they won't be able to get the money back if they get credit?"

The old man didn't speak, he just smiled.

The Marquis of Jiangling has three thousand households in the city, but the Marquis of Jiangling doesn't care about the small money.

After the deed was passed by the government, there were people from below rushing to help collect the debt.

Besides, who is so heartless? If someone kindly gives you credit and you refuse to pay it back, you are not afraid that your neighbors will find out and they will drown you in their saliva.

The middle-aged woman hugged the boy and let out a long cry.

"My son——"

The young man closed his eyes. Their village was only included in Jiangling this year and had always been under the jurisdiction of Dangyang.

It is far away from Jiangling, and I have never known anything like this. If I knew...

Dad's illness can be treated at Xinglin Pavilion, and he can continue to study. After he obtains merit, he can pay back several times.

Unfortunately it was too late. Imperial conscription was voluntary.

Anyone who applies for conscription but fails to arrive at the expiration date will be regarded as a deserter and punished according to law.

"Come on, mother, let's go get a portrait..."

The young man forced a smile that was uglier than crying, supported the woman with one hand, and held his sister with the other, heading towards the portrait.

You can still hear the young man's voice in the distance, "When I leave, mom will take dad to Xinglin Pavilion for medical treatment. Once the monthly salary from the army is paid, I will send it back. He will be cured as soon as possible."

At the street teahouse, Xu Yinqiu clicked his tongue and looked away from the window. "I don't know how pitiful little Gada is."

In the side room, the head of the Xu family held his head against the pain.

During this period of time, my daughter had a heated business discussion with a Youzhou businesswoman.

Even this Youzhou accent, which he had learned so much, made his brain hurt when he heard it.

Mrs. Xu thought he regretted sending thousands of loads of grain. Caressing the gilt hollow armor, he said:

"Now that I know I regret it, why did I go there earlier? I told you not to give so many gifts, but you didn't listen."

The head of the Xu family was puzzled, and his head was full of questions. He frowned fiercely and said, "Didn't I tell you that in the future, Lu'er will have to rely on the Marquis of Jiangling to become an official."

"Our Xu family is famous in Jiangling, but it doesn't matter in Shangjing? Why can't you, a mother-in-law, think more about Lu'er?"

Xu Yinqiu blinked, because his father gave the army thousands of tons of food, and also added the name of Jiangling Marquis, saying that it was a joint gift from both families.

My mother has been dissatisfied for some time, but my father had coaxed her out a few days ago. Why are they arguing again?

Mrs. Xu was also very confused. Didn't he regret it just now because he had a headache? But he still said stubbornly: "Then can't you use sweet potatoes to make up part of it? Besides, the yield of sweet potatoes per mu is so high, does the court lack your food?"

The head of the Xu family slapped the table and left. He pointed at Mrs. Xu for a long time with trembling hands, and said, "A woman's kindness." and left.

After leaving the wing, he remembered that Yin Qiu was also a woman, and the head of the Xu family had another headache.

The chief attendant followed behind and whispered his idea: "Why don't I hire a female concubine from Xie's College for my wife to teach her some of the Four Books and Five Classics?"

"After all, Miss has only studied for two years, and now she is no less generous than those young family heads in the city."

The head of the Xu family rolled his eyes, laughed loudly, and patted Chang Sui on the shoulder, "Good boy, you still have a way."

Then his face stiffened again, the lady from Xie's Academy was not so easy to find.

The main reason is that there are not that many women who have completed their studies... We cannot let my wife and daughter share the same division.

A headache, a real headache!

……

Outside the North City Gate, dust and smoke billowed, and the tea stalls along both sides of the road were filled with people.

Three young men in luxurious clothes were sitting in a simple tea stall, standing out from the crowd.

Looking at the endless stream of donkey carts carrying cotton-padded clothes, and the grain carts transported by many family workers.

Mei Xingyun looked away, put Erlang's legs down, and placed the porcelain tea bowl heavily on the table.

He patted the wooden table and said to Xu Lu: "Okay, you kid, you secretly do big things behind our backs. We are still not brothers anymore!"

Xu Lu sat calmly and glanced at someone with explosive hair. He said disgustedly: "Since when have we been brothers? Besides, your uncle is also involved."

"What?" Mei Xingyun looked in disbelief and turned to Zhen Youqian. Suddenly I thought of something, "Is it made of cotton-padded clothes?"

Zhen Youqian raised his eyebrows without comment. The Zhen family has been slowly transforming, from that to cloth business.

A small butcher's meat business can make a lot of money quickly, but it's not easy to grow big. When you go to a new place, you have to pay homage to the mountains, and money is indispensable for filial piety.

The cloth line is different, it can be opened all over the beam. Besides, with the Xie family and Jinxiu Fang as our backing, we don’t have to worry about not being able to sell it.

Mei Xingyun lowered his head and clasped his fingers, well...most of the shops selling antiques, calligraphy and paintings in Jiangling City belong to his family, and there are also some shops selling flowers and birds.

However, they are not suitable for being sent to the army!

You can't always take a flower out of your back and confuse the enemy when you're fighting.

Damn it, just like that yang maniac.

Seeing his gloomy look, Zhen Youqian curled his lips and suggested, "Although you can't send the flowers to the soldiers, you can move the flowers to the Jiangling Marquis Courtyard, which will be just as useful."

"...It's not like you don't know how fast the Marquis of Jiangling is making flowers and plants. In less than two months, all my flower and bird shops will be closed."

Mei Xingyun looked at the sky speechlessly, wondering why the Marquis of Jiangling liked watering the flowers so much, as if he felt itchy all over without watering for a day.

Time passed quickly amid the boys' joking, and it was getting closer and closer to the time for the new recruits to set off.

All the soldiers were looking forward to it, and their treasure was sweetly sent to the Marquis of Jiangling. But I only expected one person and one horse.

The governor Zhou Canyun, who had two big dark circles under his eyes, said: "The Marquis of Jiangling is feeling unwell and cannot come."

The wind howled and blew in everyone's heart.

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief. They all heard that the Marquis of Jiangling was very ill and would not live to his prime.

Is this a disease?

However, there was also a person from Qinghe Village who looked confused when asked by others.

They thought that the head of the family was on a different path, so how did they know what was going on? However, it was not said that Marquis Jiangling was in good health.

Humph, the head of the family has done so much to make them feel distressed for a while.

Looking at the expressions of the people below, they looked worried whether the Marquis of Jiangling would die soon.