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

Xie Yuheng pressed two fingers on the herbal deed, pushed it in front of Xu Lu, and said: "The restaurant is divided into 50 and 50 points, what do you think, Brother Xu?"

Xu Lu picked up the deed and glanced at it briefly. He dipped his pen into the warm inkstone and changed the division to sixty-four.

"After all, there are many Jiangling Marquises who look up to us in Jiangling territory." Xu Lu said, then handed the deed back to Xie Yuheng.

Seeing him like this, Xie Yuheng did not insist on a 50-50 split. He only said: "I will go north next spring. I really want something to happen. The mountains are high and the water is far away, and there is nothing I can do."

"The power is supposed to be the protection fee paid to my brother. My brother is usually a brainless person. When he goes to Beijing, he still hopes that the Marquis of Jiangling will take care of him."

Xu Yinqiu chuckled and hurriedly poured a cup of hot tea for Xie Yuheng.

Xie Yunhua actually heard something interesting. His beautiful eyes wandered over Xu Lu and Xie Zhiyi, and he smiled meaningfully.

"Sister Xu, you're welcome. Brother Xu and I have been friends for many years. It's how good friends should take care of each other."

Xie Yuheng lowered his eyes and looked at the slightly bubbly tea, feeling that something was wrong.

Could it be that...the head of the Xu family hasn't given up on his plan to make her the son-in-law of the Xu family?

"Master of the family, master of the family——"

Xie Yuheng was lost in thought when a joyous voice sounded outside the house, getting closer and closer.

Xie Zhushu didn't even bother shaking off the fine snow on his fur clothes at the door, and strode straight in.

Until he stood in front of Xie Yuheng, his face was full of joy, but he still pretended to be calm.

Xie Zhushu said, "Master, I have good news or bad news. Which one do you want to hear?"

Xie Yuheng chuckled and asked, "I have two slaps, a left slap and a right slap, which one do you want?"

"What, you really can't let my sister stay with the head of the family for too long. In just such a short period of time, I was led astray by my sister."

Seeing that Xie Yuheng didn't follow the routine, Xie Zhushu sat down on the empty stool in frustration.

"What are you muttering about?"

Xie Yunhua's faint voice was like an evil ghost under the eighteenth level of hell, asking for his fate from the bamboo book.

Xie Zhushu just stood up from the stool, and Ma Liu stood behind Xie Yunhua and squeezed her shoulders.

"I said that my sister has a temperament as beautiful as an orchid, and a talent as fragrant as an immortal. She has a proud, clear frost color, and a fragrance that contains autumn dew."

"Pfft-"

Everyone in the room burst into laughter, and only Xie Zhushu's injured world came to an end.

Xie Zhushu was not upset at all. Being a manly man had the ability to amuse his family.

Just pretending to be aggrieved, he recounted the news he just heard:

It turned out that it was news of a great victory in the Jiaozhou war. He passed by Jiangling in a hurry for eight hundred miles, and when he was changing horses at the inn, Xie Zhushu happened to pass by.

Because it was a great victory, there was no need to tell outsiders.

The clerk then mentioned to passers-by that the soldiers from the Shenwu Camp going south to support him would be back in Jing soon.

The bad news is that a new government newspaper came out today: Ertaiji of the Eastern Huns is gathering troops and seems to be moving south on a large scale. General Ji has led his troops to Bingzhou.

Thinking of the massacre of Wuquan City in August, everyone felt their hearts tightened, and their sentimental eyes were full of tears.

Xie Yuheng rubbed the warm wall of the tea cup with his hand, his eyes were swaying, and he sighed: "If the war in the north becomes serious, my second brother and the others will not be able to stay until next year, so they will go north again."

"Chu Tianchen is really a fucking piece of rat shit. He can't live anywhere."

Xie Xiu gritted his teeth and broke the purple sugar cane into two pieces angrily.

Still feeling uneasy, he bit it with his teeth again, chewed a few mouthfuls, spit it on the ground, and crushed it with his shoe to release the irritation.

Xie Yuheng stood up and walked to the huanghuali wood table in front of the window.

Spread out a piece of bamboo paper, press it with a paper weight, and use a pen to deduce where and when Ertai Ji will attack.

The girls in that compartment also gathered together and started chattering. From time to time, he ordered the only two men present to take things and make tea.

"Hey, but let's follow Aunt Meng's example and make cotton clothes as gifts?" Xie Xiufang took the blowpipe and handed it to Xu Lu.

Xie Yunhua shook his head and said: "Cotton is very expensive in winter now. Even if we emptied our own property, we couldn't get much."

The girls were having fun chatting, and Xie Yuheng was having fun making deductions, but Xie Zhushu was sent out to get charcoal again.

Poor Mr. Xu was holding the blowpipe, a little at a loss, pretending to be calm, secretly wondering how to use this thing.

Coincidentally, Xie Yuheng's courtyard had fewer ordinary servants. The things and utensils are often taken care of, and even the blowpipe is polished brightly.

Xu Lu suddenly recalled that Mr. Si once said, "Those who become officials should be close to the lives of the people, rather than being aloof and flashy." ’

The feeling is very appropriate.

Thanks to Zhiyi for making tea, he brought the tea leaves. Seeing that he had not yet made any move, he pointed his delicate hand and said softly:

"The other end is for putting it in the stove, and this one is for blowing, do you understand?"

Xu Lu's face was hot and his throat was tight. He just nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, not daring to look at Xie Zhiyi.

Out of the corner of his eye, he kept paying attention to Xie Yunhua here, laughing so hard that he could hardly hold the teacup.

Although she doesn't plan to get married, she wants to be a wife for the rest of her life and wants to make a clear vision for women in the world.

But looking at these two little ones, they are quite interesting. One doesn’t understand anything and the other doesn’t understand anything at all.

Xie Yunhua's beautiful eyes rolled around and she smiled sweetly.

But you still have to keep an eye on it. The head of the family is still young and doesn't know much about love affairs, and the family members are all old men.

Qinghe Village doesn't pay attention to blind marriage, but it also doesn't want to engage in private giving and receiving. It doesn't matter that Xu Lu is a man, but Zhiyi is always at a disadvantage if he is a woman.

……

The little head Xie, who didn't understand the situation, buried his head in deductions for a while.

Although she does not know the specific strength of the two armies, if she is Ertai Ji, she will definitely choose to send troops at the end of the year.

There are majestic Great Walls in Dingxiang and Wudu areas, but from Wuquan to Yunzhong County, you can go south without hindrance.

In this way, Daliang has the upper hand.

By guarding the Pianguan Pass area, we can curb the southward movement of Ertai Ji.

The Xiongnu had brave iron cavalry, they also had crossbows and arrows, and they also had soldiers who were not afraid of death to protect their homes and country.

In this game, if there are no accidents, Daliang wins!

Xie Yuheng exhaled a cloud of white air, and the big stone in his heart almost fell to the ground. He took the paper, tore it into thin strips, and put it into the large charcoal stove indoors.

Seeing that she had finished her work, Xie Zhiyi hurriedly waved her little hand, signaling the head of the family to come over for tea.

......

The mossy branches are decorated with new plum blossoms, and there are small green birds standing on the branches.

Outside the house, fine flowers are flying, trying to put on new clothes for everything in the room.

The charcoal inside the house was crackling, and the small purple clay stove was gurgling and steaming on the stove.

Xie Yunhua put the tea cup back on the table with a smile and joked: "You have to be the head of the house to drink good tea."

"The water is spring water that Brother Mingli went to the mountains to fetch early in the morning. The tea and tea sets are also the best, but the tea maker's skills are a bit poor."

Xu Yinqiu smacked his lips and nodded in approval: "I will ask my brother to learn more later. In time, he will be able to make good tea."