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

The sky seemed to be torn open, heavy rain poured down, and the strong wind and rain hit the window lattice, making a heavy and powerful sound.

As soon as Xie Zhushu was placing the book on the window shelf, his sleeves and robe were stained with heavy moisture.

He muttered: "Is noon really an auspicious time?"

Xie Yuheng stood under the door with his hands behind his back, looking at the boundless rain. The color of his eyes was also darkened by the dark clouds.

Until the time bell rings in the square, reminding people that noon has arrived.

When a servant came to report that the grass had been spread, Xie Yuheng nodded slightly and said, "Let's start it then."

"When we get to the Hou Mansion, let someone cook some ginger soup and distribute it."

"If you contract an illness, all medical expenses will be reimbursed by the government."

"Yes."

The servant cupped his fists and bowed before retreating to convey Xie Yuheng's message.

Xie Zhushu was still puzzled: "Why are you moving in the rain? Why not wait and leave later when the rain subsides?"

"This is the time calculated by Qin Tianjian."

Xie Yuheng replied in a confused manner, and Xie Zhushu was confused.

He thought that he was not very stupid, but why could he not understand what the master of the house said?

The long convoy drove slowly on Zhuque Street, and any patrol soldiers asked questions.

They all replied: "This is the auspicious time calculated by Xunqin Tianjian."

The soldiers looked at the sky speechlessly, this heavy rain? Is this an auspicious time? Is this a mistake?

It can only be assumed that Xie Yuheng is still young, and the only older Si Yuandao is still discussing the heavy rain in the south of the Yangtze River in the palace.

If you say moving, it's really just moving.

The personnel were just like when they were in the Si Mansion, and even Si Yuandao's things were moved there.

Otherwise, it would be strange to leave an old man living there alone.

As for those who originally planned to rent a house by themselves, Xie Zhuqing and Xie Lin learned about the rent and house prices in Beijing.

I can only learn the art of shamelessness from Xie Zhushu and live in the house of the family owner.

A house in a cheap location, far away from the imperial city.

Every day before dawn, you have to wait at the gate of the square to beat the drum to let people in, and then walk all the way quickly, stepping on the dots and dots.

If there is a heavy rain or snowstorm and something goes wrong on the road, we will definitely not be able to catch up with Dian Mao.

As for the one close to the Imperial City...it's really expensive!

A year's salary, excluding daily expenses, is not enough to pay for the house rent.

Not to mention that after becoming an official, there were some social interactions between colleagues from time to time.

You can't just eat and drink for free and be a tough guy who doesn't pay a penny.

There was also the Daliang ancestral system, where all princes, nobles, relatives and officials of third rank or above were required to pay one thousand taels of silver to the Ministry of Household Affairs.

You can open the door on the wall of the square by yourself, and go in and out of your own house without using the square door.

However, generally those who don’t have a lot of money, or those who want to save some money, are too lazy to bother with an external gate.

Anyway, if you are walking outside for no reason during the night ban, you will be caught by a patrolling soldier.

Xiti Jingzhaoyin Prison has been quiet for a few days. If he is cited again by the imperial censor, it is not impossible to directly reduce his official position and release him.

Taipingfang only has three gates in the east, west and south. The wall facing the imperial city in the north has no gates.

Therefore, although the Jiangling Marquis Mansion faces south, the outer gate is opened from the east side wall.

Upon entering the outer gate of Wutou, the green willows planted on both sides of the road swayed in the wind, giving a warm welcome to the owner.

From a distance, you can see the double eaves building decorated with green glazed tiles and the magnificent white-walled gate. This is the real gate.

There is a plaque hanging above, with the four characters "Dragon Fei Feng Wu Jiang Ling Hou Mansion" written on it.

Xie Zhushu sighed: "This character is so powerful, I don't know who it depicts."

Xie Yuheng whispered something, but it was swallowed up by the heavy rain, and outsiders were not allowed to listen.

Xie Zhushu's eyes widened suddenly, and he was filled with surprise. The master of the family seemed to be more favored by His Majesty than he imagined.

I couldn't help but feel a little curious, what was the treasure that the head of the family originally offered?

In the open space outside the main entrance, halberds were lined up and erected, with flags tied to each halberd.

But at this time, it was pouring with rain, and the flags and banners were drooped into a ball.

Xie Zhushu put on his raincoat and held up his umbrella and came forward and counted them one by one. There were ten in total.

This is a halberd stand that can only be placed by princes, nobles, and officials of third rank or above.

He touched it with his hand and murmured: "It is unlikely that I will become a third-grade official. It would be nice to touch it."

Everyone was amused by him and laughed.

Xu Lu said loudly: "Look at your ambition, you look like an old man in his seventies or eighty, with no hope for the rest of his life."

Xie Zhushu yelled at him, but someone who couldn't figure out his own feelings had the nerve to talk to him.

Entering the mansion playfully, the pavilions and pavilions in the mansion are scattered in an orderly manner, and it looks like they were made by famous artists.

The lush Xifu Begonia trees protrude over the wall and stretch out their sparse branches.

Only sporadic pink patches remain on the branches, and fallen flowers pile up like snow on the ground.

Xie Yunhua sighed: "It's a pity."

Xie Yuheng stood at the foot of the hall, with his hands behind his hands, and said: "The falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. I hope to spend this time with you all in the spring of next year."

Xie Zhushu chuckled and said, "It seems that you don't have to worry about being kicked out of the house until today next year."

Xie Yuheng shook his head helplessly, smiled and asked them to clean up their own rooms.

Xu Lu and other men naturally lived in a courtyard in the front yard, as for Xie Yunhua and Xie Zhiyi.

According to Xie Yuheng's wish, you can live in the backyard.

But they said that it was absolutely necessary, and that it would be left to the future Lady Jiangling...

Only one courtyard was chosen in the west. The two of them lived in the same courtyard and could also be companions.

While everyone was busy, Jianglinghou Mansion also welcomed its first guest, an uninvited guest.

An unknown boy knocked on the outer door of the Marquis of Jiangling Mansion in the pouring rain.

The porter who was cleaning up the waiting room looked up depressed and muttered: "It's raining heavily. Who would come to the door at this time?"

He took off his raincoat, walked quickly to the outer gate, and asked loudly: "Who is it?"

"Uncle Yongchang is here to visit, please open the door quickly!" the boy said loudly.

The concierge frowned and did not open the door immediately. Instead, he turned around and went back to report.

He cursed in his heart: What the hell, Uncle Yongchang is of the third rank, and his master, Marquis Jiangling, is also of the third rank, so they are on the same level.

If we really want to talk about it, Uncle Yongchang was still shaved. Once he is cut off, there will be no Uncle Yongchang in the world.

What's so arrogant? You really think you're the one who contributed to the founding of the country.

The boy knocked on the door for a long time, but after receiving no response, he went back and reported to his master, "Sir, the Marquis of Jiangling won't open the door."

Meng Chang snorted coldly and said: "Unfilial descendants are just like his mother. They are all unkind and unjust people!"

"Go and call the door for me. How can such people who are unfilial and disrespectful to their elders be worthy of serving as officials in the court?"

In response, the boy returned to the outer door of Jianglinghou Mansion and followed Meng Chang's words while knocking and shouting, causing passers-by to look back frequently.

On the street near Shanhefang, a simple and inconspicuous carriage stopped.

"Oh my god, I didn't expect that my brother-in-law, who is so well-informed, would know such secret things."

Wu Fan shook his head, speechless.