The sky in Yanyang City is blue in patches. It is almost May and Yanyang City is starting to get a little hot.
Even though it's Shenshi time now, my God, it's still as hot as ever.
At this time, Master Ding Liu, who was staying in the Ding Mansion, was sweating all over as he thought about ways to solve the locust plague.
Sweat dropped from his forehead drop by drop, moistening his entire yellow face.
While sweating, I wiped it with my sleeve, but I couldn't stop the sweat at all.
At this time, Mrs. Ding Liuzheng was sitting under the pavilion in the courtyard enjoying the cool air. The maid next to her was holding a fan tightly in her hand to help her fan herself.
Compared with the master Ding Liu who stayed in the study, the wife's life was much better than him.
There is nothing to do in the house all day long. Whatever you want to do, there is someone to take care of you. As long as you take good care of this master, that's enough.
Just as Madam Li Shulan was enjoying the cool breeze blowing from the fan, Li Shulan asked out of curiosity: "Xiaoyue, where are those sisters now?"
Listening to Madam's question, Xiaoyue, the maid who was fanning Madam at the side, answered: "Madam, have you forgotten? They went to the street to buy something."
After hearing this, Li Shulan thought about it. After a while, looking at the silence in the courtyard, she said again: "I should be back at this time. I have been shopping for so long."
"Madam, they have always been like this. They have to choose this good item a thousand times and only come back when it suits their liking." said the maid Xiaoyue.
Listening to the words of the maid, and thinking about the master staying in the study, the main lady Li Shulan said to herself: "This master is really, look at how many concubines he has in this mansion. It's so lively, But these are all things that cost money.”
Seeing that Mrs. Zheng was a little angry, Xiaoyue said: "Madam, don't think about these things, let's just live well. It's normal for the master to have some hobbies. There are dozens of concubines in this capital. There are many wealthy families."
Now, after hearing what the maid said, Madam Li Shulan became even more angry. She looked at the maid Xiaoyue angrily and said, "Talk too much."
Although what Xiaoyue said was not wrong, in this mansion, there are many people with mixed ears. What if any of the servants heard it and couldn't keep their mouths shut and told the concubines? Master Ding Liu said that one day his relationship with the master was getting worse and worse. How could this be dealt with?
Seeing the madam's angry face, the maid Xiaoyue hurriedly closed her mouth and blamed herself: "This slave is too talkative, too talkative."
Seeing that this maid has been with him for many years, he has been scolding her for who knows how many years, and he no longer wants to scold her anymore.
At this time, Li Shulan's two small eyes saw her unsatisfactory son coming back and passing through the corridor in front of him.
"Shan'er!" Li Shulan shouted with a smile on her face.
After hearing the sound, Li Shulan's unfulfilled son walked towards his biological mother, Li Shulan.
Speaking of this son, his surname is Ding, he belongs to the Ding family, and his name is Wenshan, but his behavior seems to be inconsistent with the name.
"Mom, what do you want to call me for?" the eldest young master Ding Wenshan asked with a smile.
This smile can really be said to be extremely vulgar.
After all, he is his son, how can a mother neglect him?
Madam Li Shulan smiled: "Where have you been fooling around again today?"
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Hearing his mother's question, the eldest young master Ding Wenshan took off the purse from his waist, opened it, put it in front of Madam Li Shulan, and said: "Mom, look, this is the silver coin I won today." , is it awesome?"
Seeing the few taels of silver in this purse, thinking about what Ding Wenshan had done over the years, he said, "What's so great about it?"
Just when Ding Wenshan was about to say something, his wife Li Shulan continued. As a son, he naturally had to wait for his mother to finish speaking.
"Winning these few taels of silver is great, isn't it? Think about it, how much money have you lost and how much have you won over the years? The money you won is not enough to make up for the money you lost. I don't want you to You went to the casino to gamble, why are you so disobedient?" Li Shulan said.
Listening to his mother's words, Ding Wenshan suddenly didn't know what to say. When he was about to leave, his mother stopped him.
"Shan'er, do you want to leave? Mother said a few words and then you don't want to talk to her anymore?" Li Shulan's words became gentler.
After hearing this, Ding Wenshan turned around. Listening to these sudden gentle words, Ding Wenshan seemed not to be bored anymore.
"Mom said this for your own good. You are the eldest child in our Ding family, and you have to provide good leadership for those younger brothers and sisters. Your father has Chang'er, so he didn't say much about you."
"Mom, I understand. I'll stop going to those casinos from now on, okay?" the eldest young master Ding Wenshan said.
Although this is true, it seems that I have said this sentence more than a few times, but I have never done it once.
She is considered too old, so the main wife Li Shulan just wants to turn a blind eye: "Okay, I will do what I say."
"Mom, where is dad?" Ding Wenshan asked.
"Where's the study? Do you have anything to do with him?" Madam Li Shulan asked.
The eldest young master Ding Wenshan shook his head: "No, just ask. Dad has been in the study for so many days. He doesn't eat or drink, and his body can't bear it."
Listening to her son's words, Madam Li Shulan smiled slightly: "You kid, you still have some conscience. It just so happens that it's so hot today, your dad must be too hot in the study, so I took a fan to help your dad. Fan.”
"Hey, okay." The eldest young master Ding Wenshan readily agreed without any complaints.
Seeing that Wenshan also agreed, Madam Ding Shulan looked at the fan held in the hand of the maid Xiaoyue: "Give this fan to Wenshan."
"Madam." The maid Xiaoyue seemed a little reluctant.
"Give it to him." Ding Shulan said firmly.
After listening, the maid Xiaoyue handed the fan in her hand to the eldest young master Ding Wenshan.
"Go on, your father loves you so much, you should do something that makes him happy." Mrs. Ding looked at Ding Wenshan.
"Okay, let's go there."
"Go ahead."
Seeing the eldest young master Ding Wenshan walking away, the maid Xiaoyue said: "Madam, there are not many fans left, so I gave this to him..."
Looking at the appearance of the maid, Ding Shulan said: "It's just a fan, what can he do?"
It seemed to make sense, so the maid Xiaoyue said nothing more. After getting another fan, she continued to fan the lady.
Speaking of Ding Mansion, it makes sense to say that Mr. Ding’s life is not easy. There are many wives and concubines in this manor, and most of the children are not living up to expectations. Almost all the expenses in the manor are earned by themselves.
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Yes; Mr. Ding is living a good life. There are still many wives and concubines in this house.
There are many children in this house, and the eldest one is Ding Wenshan. Now in his thirties, he is still idle and gambling all day long. He doesn’t even have a wife. He doesn’t look stupid, but his behavior There seems to be no difference between the above and the fool.
The Chang'er mentioned by Madam Zheng just now is Ding Yongchang, the second young master of the Ding family. In the whole family, he is the only one who can satisfy the master Ding Liu.
The second young master, Ding Yongchang, is now a junior official of several ranks in the imperial court. He also has a wife and children, so he can support himself.
Fortunately, Ding Wenshan didn't do anything. He took the fan given by his mother and walked towards Master Ding Liu's room.
Maybe you did this because you won some money today?
If it were in the past, it would probably have been a superficial agreement, then he turned around and threw the fan somewhere unknown.
After pushing open the study door, Ding Wenshan said: "Dad" and walked over with the fan in his hand.
After hearing the sound, Ding Liu, who was sweating profusely, raised his head and saw his unsatisfactory son approaching. He did not mean to beat or scold him, but asked in a normal tone: "What's wrong?" ?”
Ding Wenshan didn't respond. He walked over with a fan in hand, pulled up a chair and sat next to his father Ding Liu.
Seeing his son's actions, Master Ding Liu became a little anxious: "You kid, what are you going to do? Don't you see that dad is busy?"
He just said something, but when he saw his eldest son Ding Yongchang coming with a fan, a stream of cool wind blew in, which actually made Ding Liu's temper lower a bit.
Watching his son Ding Wenshan fan himself, after thinking about it, Ding Liu said, "Is this what your mother asked you to do?"
Ding Wenshan nodded without saying a word.
As long as Ding Wenshan doesn't cause trouble for him, Ding Liu can rest assured.
"If you get tired of fanning, go out and don't disturb dad." Master Ding Liu warned.
Ding Wenshan nodded and continued to fan the wind.
With the wind from his son's fan, Master Ding Liu's forehead stopped sweating.
Only then could Ding Liu think better about how to solve the locust plague.
But these days have passed, and today is the last day. Ding Liu, the Minister of Rites, who still can't think of a way, is even more anxious.
My heart is anxious, and my mind is naturally anxious as well. In such a state, I can't think of any good ideas.
Seeing his father's sad face, Ding Wenshan, who was fanning his father at the side, asked curiously: "Dad, what have you been thinking about these days?"
After listening to his son's question, his father Ding Liu turned his attention towards Ding Wenshan.
Knowing that no good solution could be obtained by telling him, Ding Liu, the Minister of Rites, insisted on telling him.
"The imperial court asked me to think of a solution to the locust plague in South Vietnam. At present, the imperial court does not have money or food to provide relief. I have been thinking about it for two days, but I still can't think of a way." Ding Liu said.
After listening to his father's words, Ding Wenshan looked like he suddenly understood, but what could he do?
I did know some of the characters, but this... When Ding Wenshan was still studying, the teacher who taught him was unable to do anything.
As the saying goes: The owner of the wood shop - Mu Mu Nao.
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