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

In the carriage, Zhuang Yun had a headache and said, "You said you, little guy, have provoked the man from Guanglu Temple even before you have been awarded an official title."

"Everyone knows the principles and the difficulty and refuses to do it."

"One day there may be a censor who will bite the minister of Guanglu Temple and refuse to let go."

"And he is not as good as Yu Heng, who has a famous teacher as his blessing. With the Marquis by his side, wouldn't it be more difficult for him?"

Xie Yuheng looked out the car window. Recommending a cook was just the first move.

Only by laying out the plan first can we achieve the final goal.

Just like Jiangling many years ago, no one hired female shopkeepers, but now both men and women can do so.

Besides, one cannot recommend women as officials in a court where all men are present. It is tantamount to snatching food from a tiger's mouth.

Figure it out slowly and you will find the truth.

"Besides, doesn't Mr. Zhuang do it too, knowing that he can't do it?"

Guanglu Temple, under the guidance of the Food and Beverage Department of the Ministry of Rites.

If a doctor is good at corruption, he may be able to find something big if he follows the clues.

Zhuang Yun shook his head helplessly, smiled and hit Xie Yuheng's head, and said:

"Oh, there really is nothing you can hide from your stupid brain."

"Just think of it as uncle repaying your kindness for warning you about the flood in Linyuan."

How can humans change natural disasters? If it had been a day later, many people might have died.

He doesn't even think about entering Beijing and becoming a Beijing official after three years of certification.

Zhuang Yun stretched himself, but this gambling was really wasteful.

After spending half a day in the casino, I felt like my energy and energy had been sucked away.

"Uncle Zhuang, you're welcome."

Xie Yuheng rubbed his slightly aching forehead and changed the topic: "When I get back from Jingzhou, Yuheng wants to get a Beijing News."

"I wonder if I could ask you, the Censor of Youqiandu, to write a few articles? There is a polishing fee."

Zhuang Yun didn't feel sleepy anymore after saying this, he immediately sat up straight and asked:

"How much? By article or word count?"

"Daily end, monthly end, or year end?"

"If the sales are good in the future, can I get more money?"

Xie Yuheng: "..."

It can be seen that Mr. Zhuang really wants to buy a house in Shangjing.

She chuckled and said, "The retouching fee has not yet been determined."

"If it doesn't sell well, Yu Heng will pay Uncle Zhuang for the hard work of writing and ink from his own pocket."

"Then the relationship is good. Let's go to Jing Zhaoyin to sign a contract later."

"Isn't this... no need?"

"I want what I want!"

The official duties of the Metropolitan Procuratorate are either too much or too little.

If you take some time out to write a few articles every night, it won't just make you money, it's simple!

As they approached the imperial city, they happened to meet Xie Zhiyi and Mrs. Nalan turning back.

Xie Yuheng then escaped from the enthusiastic Zhuang Yun and transferred to the carriage to the Si Mansion.

After returning to the Sifu, we began to prepare for the move.

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Taipingfang is located to the west of Zhuque Street, from the west of Second Street to the first square in the north.

It reaches the Imperial City in the north and Shanhefang in the east.

The Qingming Canal flows through the square from south to north, making it one of the best choices for official residences.

The Jiangling Marquis Mansion is located in the northeast of Taipingfang. From the height, you can look north at the Hanguang Gate of the Imperial City.

The fifth day of May, the Dragon Boat Festival, is a good time to move and move into the house.

Because there have been frequent heavy rains in the Jiangnan area recently, I should have stopped bathing today.

The officials entered the palace very early in the morning and went to the court to discuss matters.

After opening the gate of the workshop, in addition to receiving orders from brother and sister Xie Yuheng, they were awarded official positions.

I also received a bunch of letters from the Security Bureau.

There are not only letters written by family members to Xie Yuheng's brother and sister, but also letters written by other clan members to their own children.

Divide the letters and ask Rong Shi to go to each courtyard to ask people to pick up the letters.

Xie Yuheng opened one letter after another until she saw the letter written by her aunt.

Chi Bai sold high-quality bath beans at a low price in Yangzhou, which had a huge impact on the local Yuzhaotang business. '

'However, Yuzhaotang still opens its doors as usual every day, and the workers' wages are still paid, so people buy high-quality bath beans every day. '

'Although there are some losses, in the long run, if the price of bath beans remains low, the Chi family will suffer a big loss. If it changes the formula, its goodwill will be greatly damaged. '

"Don't worry, Hengheng. Auntie is always there for everything. She will definitely make Chi Bai lose his pants!" '

Xie Yuheng read the last line and chuckled. His aunt was becoming more and more like a domineering female CEO.

She had known that Chi Bai was sent to Yangzhou by his uncle, and that he would not do well as a minor official.

After all, the discord between the Chi family and the two families is fake, but the mutual success between officials and businessmen is real.

But I never expected that Chi Bai would start a business war with Yu Zhaotang.

If a local tycoon buys the raw materials of bath beans in advance, he can cut off seven inches of them and the Chi family will lose blood.

It’s just that Yangzhou is prolific in silk, and silk is exported to the west of the Western Regions.

It also needs to go through the hands of Wusun Kingdom, and no wealthy businessman would dare to interfere with Chi Bai.

Xie Yuheng sighed, now it seems that Wusun has temporarily restrained the Western Xiongnu, and he may turn against them one day.

"But are you worried about the business of Yangzhou Yuzhaotang?"

Seeing his sister sigh, Xie Mingli asked warmly.

Xie Yuheng shook his head and said, "Over in Yangzhou, I have asked dad to be prepared."

"But heavy rains every year around the Dragon Boat Festival bring suffering to the local people."

Especially the Qiantang area in Yangzhou, which can be regarded as the true ancestral home of Xie Qian's lineage...

During heavy rainstorms, river embankments may seep through or even burst.

It is said that the waterway is the source of blessing, and water transportation is convenient; the source of disaster is water, and natural disasters block it.

No, the disaster came from the Chi family’s disaster star!

The history of Qi records: "In the battle to seize the gate, Chi Shi conspired, and everyone knew about it, so he repaid his modesty." '

'At this time, there are heavy troops in hand, and destroying the stone is like destroying the dry ears...'

The ancestors could clearly kill the Chi and Shi families and even seize the country of Da Qi.

However, for the sake of the people of the world and the country of Daqi, he did nothing.

In order for Chi Shi to secure the throne of Emperor Mingmen, he also accused his ancestor of an unfounded crime. It was ridiculous, how ridiculous.

So far, the names of the ancestors have only been passed down in unofficial history.

Official history is still distorted official history.

It would be boring to blow up Rewu directly. She wanted the Chi family to also have a taste of dirty water.

There is also Wusun Kunmo, the grandson of the Chi family, who needs to be captured for fun.

There was a hint of fierceness in Xie Yuheng's eyes, and a big hand with clear joints touched the top of her head, soothingly.

Xie Mingli said softly: "How about doing something else to distract your mind?"

"Anger hurts the liver and worry hurts the spleen. Don't make our little champion sick because of rat anger."

Xie Yuheng closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and thought for a moment:

"Yu Heng wants to play the jade flute, can my elder brother accompany me?"

"...Very good. I have been teaching painting to Jingzhao Yin officials recently. Maybe I haven't played the piano for a long time, so I think my fingering skills are quite unfamiliar."

"If you don't tell me, if I get some free time someday, I will definitely have a concert with Yu Heng."

Xie Mingli has a tall and straight posture and a gentle smile on his face, which makes people feel like they are in the spring breeze.

Xie Zhuqing came to pick up the letter and shuddered. He was already dead. There must be something wrong with his good friend's ears.

How can the flute of Yuheng be heard in the world?

This is the sound of Jiuquan, listeners should not close their eyes!