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

For new scholars, the imperial court would generally give different family-provincial holidays based on the distance between their hometown and Kyoto.

No matter how far or near there is, there is always plenty.

This shows how hard it is to gain fame after ten years of hard work, and it is also a way to show the emperor's great grace.

"Of course you can also take advantage of the opportunity to make money..."

Fu Qingchen touched his nose in embarrassment. This is what his fellow countryman planned to do!

Xu Lu corrected him: "It's tacky to say that you're making money. You should say it's to pay a visit. Do you understand?"

Suzaku was speechless as he listened. It was just a fight against the autumn wind. Human beings have so many different ways of saying things.

"Let's go. If we don't leave, we won't be able to reach the next big city station before dark."

Xie Yuheng waved, and Suzaku immediately flew to her shoulder.

Today is the eighth day of May, and it’s also the day of awn.

Those who went to see off outside the capital had already folded all the green willows on both sides of the official road.

Xu Lu caught up with Xie Yuheng and stopped talking, "Sister Zhiyi really doesn't want to go back with us?"

"How can we let Zhiyi go to Yangzhou with the Du family to support the disaster?"

Then Du Wangshu has three girls who live with him!

The most important thing is that he is the eldest son of Du Yuanshi and is not suitable for marriage!

"It's not like Zhiyi is the only one. Brother Zhushu and Bingwen, and sister Yunzhao are also going with us..."

"The maids and women also signed the death contract, so why should they worry?"

Xie Yuheng wanted to pry open Xu Lu's head and see what was inside.

Xu Lu couldn't tell what was wrong and scratched his head, as if he was making trouble unreasonably.

Everyone got on the carriage, and the convoy slowly set off back to Jiangling.

"That kid is happy and understanding."

On Pei Ji's legs covered by his robe, there was an unpolished wooden sculpture of a fat bird, and his complexion looked much better than the previous few days.

Xie Yuheng nodded, "It's difficult, sister Zhiyi wants to find a son-in-law, and he is the only legitimate son in the Xu family."

Pei Ji smiled and said: "You are so worried, you look like the elder of the two of them."

"I learned this from my elder brother."

Xie Mingli, who was sitting next to him and reading a book, suddenly received a black pot from his sister.

Helplessly, he said dotingly: "Yes, I taught you."

The carriage was full of warmth, and Pei Ji's eyebrows were filled with a sincere smile.

Suddenly he remembered that a long time ago, he and his brother were like this...

The smile on Pei Ji's face faded a bit, and he lowered his head and continued polishing the wood carving of the fat bird.

The wind blows the light-colored carriage curtains, and the people on both sides of the official road are busy planting seedlings and planting rice with their backs to the sky and their faces to the soil.

Although the return trip was not as good as when I went to Beijing to take the exam at the beginning of the year, it was difficult to walk before the snow melted.

But it was also drizzling continuously, and if you were not careful, your car might slip and get stuck in the mud.

It was not until eight days later that they sailed into Jiangling.

The red bird stands on the roof of the car, with a small wooden hat on its head, which was carved by Pei Ji.

The little white dumpling stretched out his body. Staying in the carriage every day was really killing him.

The others were similar, they were all sitting so hard that their bones were about to fall apart.

Xie Yuhengsheng was so helpless that he threw a sour plum into his mouth. He was shocked by the sourness and felt that he was still alive.

Looking at the top of the carriage, Xie Yuheng sighed: "If we build a steam train, I will be very satisfied if we can reach Jiangling in three days instead of one day."

Xie Yuheng suddenly had an idea and sat up suddenly, scaring Pei Ji who was carving wood so much that he almost hurt his hand.

"Why didn't I think of it before?"

"Remember what?"

Xie Mingli handed over the handkerchief and motioned to the little cat to wipe the stain on his lips.

Xie Yuheng took it and wiped it carelessly. His eyes were bright and he said: "We can make a short one first. There is no rule to make a special long one at the beginning."

Xie Mingli's chest rose and fell, and he let out a gentle laugh, saying, "We thought it only had to be that long."

Xie Yuheng embarrassedly picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.

But her thinking is limited, if she wants to make a short one first.

When businessmen hear the benefits, there is no need to wait for the Daliang treasury to become rich.

It’s really a waste of time to seek the distance.

"Is that what I mentioned earlier?" Pei Ji asked curiously.

Xie Yuheng responded, pulled out the secret cabinet, and handed Pei Ji the internal structure diagram of the steam engine without hesitation.

This thing makes a person's head hurt and he doesn't have time to do anything else.

The more people understand, the more headaches you have!

Unexpectedly, after Pei Ji took it, he was fascinated by it without realizing it.

When he came to his senses, the carriage had passed several miles.

He thought for a moment and then asked, "Can this thing be used on a spinning wheel?"

Xie Yuheng nodded and praised: "Uncle is really a genius."

Steam engines can not only be used in textile looms, but can also be used to build excavators, etc...

But in this case, if there is no help from others, she may die of exhaustion in the space spiritual field.

Pei Ji's old face was slightly hot, and he said awkwardly: "In those years in the mountains, I grew vegetables and weaved to be self-sufficient, and I was as familiar with the spinning wheel as my family."

"Since it is difficult to build a road, why not make a steam spinning wheel first?"

Xie Yuheng poured another full cup of tea, drank most of it, and said, "There are many outstanding weaver girls in Daliang, so I'm not in a hurry to do this at the moment."

The survival of women in this world is small, so why should they take away the few livelihoods they have?

"Besides..."

Xie Yuheng smiled and looked out the window at the green farmland. He said: “A few years ago, officials in Yangzhou took advantage of the rain to dig rivers to deliberately flood farmland in order to convert rice into mulberry.”

"If this thing is launched, I don't know how much farmland will be destroyed by then."

Wouldn't it help the Chi family's arrogance? Shooting yourself in the foot.

"Yu Heng was more thoughtful, but I thought simpler."

Pei Ji sent the drawings back, and he also heard about the "tough" women in Jiangling.

The origin of 'toughness' comes from this nine-year-old boy.

He gave them the opportunity to support themselves and the same status as men.

"My uncle is also a very meticulous person. He can actually deduce its use based on the drawings alone."

While he was talking, the carriage drove into Jiangling City.

With the relocation of the Jingzhou administrative office, Jiangling is more prosperous than last year.

There were countless merchants coming and going, but the carriage of Xie Yuheng and his entourage did not seem so impressive.

Only a few with broad eyes could recognize that the carriage in the middle was of Marquis specifications.

Xu Lu separated from Xie Yuheng and his party at an intersection.

When he said goodbye, Xie Yuheng saw that his face was as pale as dirt.

He thought he was acclimatized and told him to go to Xinglin Pavilion to have a look if it was serious.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Xu Lu slipped and almost fell down. He exchanged a few words of greetings and walked away in embarrassment.

The closer he got to Qinghe Village, the more nervous Pei Ji became. He pulled at his robe from time to time and repeatedly checked to see if his trousers were exposed.

The two cousins ​​have not seen each other for more than 20 years.

The last time I saw my cousin, she was still a cute little baby.

Now her children are more than nine years old, and they are also his last relatives in the world...

Qinghe Village.

Someone had reported the news in advance. Meng Wanning, Liu and others were waiting in front of the village, eagerly awaiting the news.

Finally, they saw the carriage from a distance. Everyone knew that the carriage was coming, but they couldn't help but step forward to greet it.