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

"Dad, Mom, why are you here?"

Xie Tingjiang walked up to Xie Yuheng in three steps and then looked around to make sure he was okay.

Then he said: "I heard about the flood in Linyuan, so I set out after receiving your elder brother's letter."

"Unexpectedly, the Lishui River flooded and it took a long time to make a detour."

Meng walked gracefully, her eyebrows slightly curved, and said dotingly: "As soon as I entered Linyuan, I heard passers-by mention the Xie Mansion case, you."

Xie Tinghai touched the stubble on his chin and laughed and said: "This shows that our little Yuheng is excellent and has high moral character. He is praised wherever he goes."

Xu Lu almost choked to death on his tea. Is the person they were talking about the same person as the black-hearted blackmailer Tinghou he knew?

He murmured in his heart, but he went out silently.

In a big family, it doesn't matter if he is an outsider.

Looking up at the little crescent moon in the sky, with the evening breeze blowing on his face, he felt a little homesick...

After some pleasantries, Xie Tinghai realized something was wrong. He asked doubtfully: "Where is Mingcheng? Why, he's sick."

Qian rolled her eyes and turned away, not bothering to pay attention to him.

Is there any father like this? It took him a long time to realize that his second son was not there.

"Mingcheng worships General Zhao Zheng of Shenwu Camp and enters the camp today."

Xie Mingli finally solved the math problem and slowly placed the brush on the pen holder.

After a long while, Xie Tinghai's eyes were red and he sighed: "That's fine, I'm a father who doesn't have much ability, so I want you to find your own way out."

Xie Yuheng half leaned in Meng's arms, feeling sleepy.

What the uncle said is actually correct. Even in future generations, all roads will lead to Rome, and some people were born in Rome.

The height of children in most families depends on the conditions of their parents.

It's ridiculous that some parents are mediocre and still blame their children for not being able to take them across social classes.

There are very few people who are as sober as Xie Tinghai, and there is smoke coming out of the ancestral graves.

.....

Several carriages slowly drove out of Linyuan City. The college examination will not be taken until August.

A group of students are more or less homesick.

Si Yuandao also misses the dishes cooked by Li Xunhuan, the master of the kitchen at Xie Academy!

Xie Zhiyi rubbed his temples and put away the medical books.

I feel dizzy, and I don’t know how Brother Mingli can do it. He can read anywhere.

She came with Aunt Meng, but she went to a free clinic outside the city for people suffering from diarrhea after the disaster.

His eyes fell on the dark and thin Jiang Zhiyu, and he said: "As I told you before, have you thought about what you want to learn?"

"I...I want to learn martial arts, is that okay?"

Jiang Zhiyu's fingers unconsciously curled up the corners of her clothes. With her aunt's strength, she could beat even a man.

If she learns martial arts, no one will beat her?

Xie Zhiyi threw a piece of pine nut candy into his mouth and said vaguely: "How generous."

I didn't expect that a guy with such small arms and legs would actually want to learn martial arts. Is this what they say, people should not be judged by their appearance...

On a mountain in the distance, Xie Mingcheng and Zhao Wumian were looking at the convoy.

Yesterday, after taking a break, he met with his family. See you again in August at least...

In the red lacquered wooden carriage, Xie Yuheng seemed to have something in his heart. He opened the curtain and looked at the mountain peaks in the distance.

The mountain was covered with dense trees and nothing could be seen.

I just found out yesterday that Shenwu Camp is stationed with the Jingzhou Administrative Office.

The Xie family's ancestral tomb is in Jiangling, so it cannot be moved to Linyuan for development.

So, let’s give Jiangling a promotion.

......

When I left, green buds were just on the branches, and when I returned, Jiangling was already full of green.

In the distant fields, the waterwheel rotates tirelessly, and the fields are full of life.

As the saying goes, a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse. It was three o'clock in the morning, and Xie Yuheng was woken up by a knock on the door.

As soon as she opened the door, Fugui was wagging his tail enthusiastically, humming and circling around her feet.

"Master Chen is here." The legs of Rong Shi's trousers were stained with plum blossom mud footprints, and it was obvious that it was done by the little bad guy Fu Gui.

Xie Yuheng touched the rich dog's head and asked doubtfully: "Chen Qiu? Master Chen? What is he doing here?"

Whose good man, the bodyguard commander, runs outside the palace every day?

"Hey, Xiao Yuheng doesn't even miss me. Uncle Chen is very sad." Chen Qiu held a plate of freshly baked cakes and leaned against the courtyard door.

After saying that, he let out a loud burp, which was heard by Xie Yuheng even from a distance.

Chen Qiu rubbed his nose awkwardly and took out a few banknotes from his arms. He said: "Your Majesty asked me to bring you the dividends from the sugar."

Xie Yuheng, with his long hair hanging loose, took the banknote and counted fifty thousand taels.

Twenty-eight divided accounts, Chu Heng 200,000.

Chen Qiu sighed and said in frustration: "It's hard to get some money from those rich households, but after a flood, I took out the capital and profits."

Xie Yuheng handed the banknote to Rong Shi and put it away, then pondered: "Apart from the Linyuan area, are there floods elsewhere?"

Chen Qiu slid along the wall and sat on the ground, his voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "Yangzhou, the prefect of Wu County wanted to promote the conversion of rice to mulberry. He dug rivers and flooded two counties."

Wujun, Yangzhou is located along the coast and has developed water transportation, so it has always been a densely populated place.

The average county town in the interior only has a population of less than 10,000 people, but Wu County can have a population of over 10,000 people...

Changing rice to mulberry, Xie Yuheng savored these four words carefully. Mulberry leaves, silk.

"But it's related to the Chi family?"

Chen Qiu stretched out his claws and pinched the child's serious face, "What did you grow up on, little guy? You have such a bright mind."

"He's just a bitch trying to curry favor with the Chi family."

There is only so much that can be said. As for the governor going south to Yangzhou to investigate, these little details cannot be exposed.

Xie Yuheng lowered his eyes. In this way, the power of the Chi family was deeper than she thought.

"I estimate that the sweet potato harvest will be available after the autumn harvest. If you can take the Xiaosanyuan test..." Chen Qiu looked at the boy in red, you know what I mean.

Xie Yuheng nodded seriously, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Uncle Chen, for the tip."

Although she doesn't care about rewards, the goodwill shown by the first valet and the guard commander cannot be extrapolated.

Chen Qiu looked up at the sky. This time he went south with the disaster relief money. He had other important matters and could not delay for too long.

He stood up and rubbed the messy hair of the little guy in red, "Uncle is gone."

Watching Chen Qiu's back disappear around the corner, Xie Yuheng turned around and ordered:

"Rong Shi, please go to the academy and tell me that I will give a lecture on stargazing tonight."

Then go back to the room, close the door, lie down on the bed, and continue to sleep.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been growing recently, but I always feel sleepy easily.

......

"The so-called menstruation is windy when it is in the Ji, and it is rainy when it is not in the Bi." As Xie Yuheng spoke, the moon in the shadow play also moved slowly.

Standing behind the students, Zhen Youqian tried his best to stand on tiptoes, but he couldn't see anything.

That day, Mei Xingyun, a young man in blue, was sitting on the roof, looking at Zhen Youqian who was scratching his head below.

He changed his position quite proudly and put his hands on his knees.

It was better that he was in a good position and could see clearly.

Suddenly a fallen leaf fell from the tree and landed on the back of Mei Xingyun's hand.

I didn’t take it seriously at first, until the ‘fallen leaves’ started to move...