"The Yuki family is here..."
"Her parents won't help her, but what about her brother? Besides, we are already in the wrong, so we can't guarantee whether the Ji family will agree to it."
Mrs. Qi said: "Don't talk about this matter, just take care of it. Brother Xing, from now on, you should go to your mother to get close to her more often. Don't let Brother Yuan take advantage of you. Your mother is a Confucian from the cabinet." Student, it’s only good for you!”
"I, I know..."
In that compartment, Ji Qianyuan and Ji Shu were some distance away from Fushou Hall, and Ji Qianyuan asked quietly: "Isn't Brother Xing my mother's biological son?"
"No, he has a biological mother and is my adopted son just like you. So you don't have to worry."
Ji Shu rubbed Ji Qianyuan's head and said, "Study hard in the future and don't think nonsense. When the time comes, I will take you to meet your grandfather, grandmother, and your uncle."
"Um!"
Early the next morning, Ji Shu and Qi Chengxu went to the Hubu Yamen to register Ji Qianyuan's household registration. The matter was considered over when the household registration certificate was obtained.
When the three of them returned to the Hou Mansion, it happened that the father-in-law who had been demoted in the palace had just left, leaving a few guards in royal robes to execute Jiang Fu in the front yard.
When Ji Shu and Qi Chengxu rushed over, Jiang Fu was being pushed on a bench and being beaten. Every time the chestnut board in Jin Yiwei's hand was waved, there was a gust of wind.
Jiang Fu fell unconscious after less than twenty blows. Her lower body was bloody and bloody, and the cloth from the beating was embedded in the rotten flesh.
Qi Chengxu saw that Jiang Fu didn't move. He frowned and asked the mother-in-law beside him: "How many beatings did the emperor order?"
"Thirty big boards, I'm counting thirteen more."
"Tell the doctor to come over quickly with medicine!"
Ji Shu glanced at him, and Qi Chengxu looked over and said in a covert manner: "If something happens to my aunt, my grandmother will definitely be sad..."
"Yes, second master, just stay here and watch your aunt."
Ji Shu returned to Changleyuan and asked someone carefully. He learned that the emperor did not pursue the Hou Mansion, but only punished Jiang Fu. The censor who had accepted the bribe was also dismissed from his post and investigated.
Ruifuxuan has been temporarily delisted, all the cotton fabrics have been burned, and compensation has been paid. The anger of the people has subsided, but the Hou Mansion has lost a lot of money. Mrs. Qi and the Li family reconciled the accounts overnight. I heard that I was so angry that my breakfast was useless.
In the Fushou Hall, Mrs. Qi was flipping through her account books and felt like her head was pounding. But at this moment, someone was coming to cause trouble.
"Old madam, there are many people outside the courtyard. They say that the third aunt and grandma left some things behind when she took charge of the house and they want to see you and tell them."
"Don't you see I'm busy here! Tell them to find Ji!"
"But they said they had to meet you."
Mrs. Qi closed the account book, twirled her rosary and raised her hand impatiently, "Forget it, let them come in."
Not long after, Song's mother led five or six women into the main room. Several people knelt behind the curtain, knelt down and cried:
"Old madam, please give us a way to survive. The third aunt and grandma are in charge of the business and have owed us four or five months of monthly payment. The family has no money to pay Shuxiu to buy rice for cooking. My old mother is about to starve to death!"
"My daughter will get married next month, and this month's money is the dowry! We have been working for the Hou Mansion for more than ten years, please make the decision, old lady!"
"ah??"
Mrs. Qi almost broke the Buddhist string in her hand and raised her forehead in anger, "That guy who killed a thousand swords... made me so angry..."
"How many people in the house have not received their monthly payment?"
"There are dozens of people on the other side of the kitchen, including people doing shopping and gardening... As far as we know, there are dozens or hundreds of people."
"You go back first. After I check the account carefully, I will ask the accountant to distribute it to you one by one."
"Thank you, old lady!"
The ladies left happily. Mrs. Qi smashed a set of fine official kiln celadon and cursed Jiang Fu in anger.
Suddenly I couldn't catch my breath and fainted.
When she woke up, Ji Shu was by her side. She also heard the news. Things in the house were getting bigger and bigger. Now the servants were all resentful. If they didn't deal with it, it would be a disaster.
As a young lady, she should show up no matter what.
Mrs. Qi grabbed her hand and said tremblingly: "Shu'er, look at how this ends!"
"Grandma, don't worry. My granddaughter-in-law has just calculated the accounts. The total amount of money owed by the family is two thousand three hundred taels."
"How come there are so many!"
Mrs. Qi sat up and stood up. There were indeed many people in the Hou Mansion, and the monthly money was also high, but it was not more than two thousand taels.
Ji Shu sighed: "My granddaughter-in-law specially sent people to the shop and the village to inquire. There are also many servants who have not received the monthly silver. However, in the past few months, the miscellaneous silver paid by the tenants in the village, added up, can cover the amount of money." Five hundred taels each, just the rest..."
Mrs. Qi lay down and pretended to be dead. Ji Shu said, "I really can't do it. I can only continue to sell shops and farm property..."
"No, no!"
Mrs. Qi opened her mouth to object. This was because a small gain was a big loss. The green hills were left without worrying about having no firewood, and the remaining shops might be able to make money with money!
After Ji Shu left, Mrs. Qi called Mother Song.
"Hurry up and write a letter to the family for me and send it to Jiangzhou Mansion, and call back the An family from the second family."
This Mrs. An is the second daughter-in-law of Mrs. Qi. She has a third master, Qi, who is only a few months younger than Qi Chengxu. This An is restless and always wants third master Qi to inherit the title.
Mrs. Qi thought that she was quarreling with Mr. Li all day long and was annoying people, so she asked the second master to take away all the people in the second house when he went to Jiangzhou Mansion to take up a post.
But now that something happened in the house and there was no one to take care of it, Mrs. Qi immediately thought of An.
Although this guy is stupid, he is also easy to fool. Mr. Qi Er's salt patrol censor is a bad job, and he has eaten a lot of oil and water in his stomach in the past few years.
Let Mrs. An take charge of the house and leave this mess to her!
After Song's mother sent the letter, she turned around and told Ji Shu about it.
Ji Shu couldn't help but nod his head and said frankly that it was easy to find him. With three women in one drama, there will be days like this in the Marquis Mansion.
Late at night, Xitao brought hot water to wash Ji Shu's feet.
Ji Shu pushed Xitao away, "I'll do it myself, you sit down."
Ji Shu led her to his side and stroked the broken hair beside her ears, "Tao'er, did the third master come back during the Chinese New Year?"
"Originally, I said I wanted to return it, but I didn't believe it for some reason. Miss, what are you doing to the third master?"
"It's nothing. I just think you have thin arms and legs, so it's not easy to get out of danger."
After saying that, Ji Shu called outside: "Qingtan."
"The slave is here!" Qingtan raised the curtain and ran in.
"From tomorrow onwards, you can teach Tao'er some boxing and kicking skills, as long as you can get away."
"okay!"
"Miss! How can this slave know this? I can't even stand stable!"
"There's no need to discuss it. You have to learn a few moves. You don't need many, as long as you can defeat Qing Tan."
Xitao was crying and fooling around with Qingtan, while Ji Shu was sitting on the edge of the bed. Although he was smiling, there was sadness in his eyes, and he was grabbing the knuckles beside the bed so hard that they turned white.
At the same time, Yan'an Mansion
Qi Ye submitted hundreds of folding papers within a month and a half, and finally got the emperor's edict, allowing him to lead troops back to Beijing to receive the title.
The Guanyin buckle on the wrist was tied with red thread, and the original square edges had been rounded by him.
Under the moonlight, Qi Ye was sitting in front of the tent, looking at things and thinking about people. A shadow jumped from behind, half-kneeling on the ground and said in shame:
"General, my subordinates are not doing well. I asked Xie Shangshan to flee to the capital."
