Fight the Giants

  After the shopkeeper Bai left, the Li family was amazed at the big package.

   "I received Ning's annual gift a few years ago, why is there still a package? Could it be that the auspicious medicine store missed delivery?"

  When the family opened the package, they saw a package of furs and a thick letter.

  Before the letter was opened, a few banknotes fell out, and after counting, there were a thousand taels. Look at the signature at the end of the letter, Zhang Fu.

   Li Shimian froze there.

   It has been seven or eight years before I received a letter from Zhang Fu.

  The man who followed him every day in the Imperial College, served tea and water, flattered him every day, and tried to marry Rou'er to him. Everyone said he was a good son-in-law, but he hadn't heard from him for so many years. It made him feel emotional when the tea was cold, but he wrote a letter.

   Also sent so many silver notes.

   "What is this assistant for?" There was a bit of resentment in Ma Shi's voice.

  When she thinks of the unfair treatment her grandchildren have received all these years, she feels like a knife is twisted in her heart. When she thinks of her daughter who lost her life at a young age, she can't help but hate.

   After reading the letter, Li Shimian was silent for a long time.

   "Sir?"

   "He said that he would send us letters and things during the holidays, but he didn't get a reply. This time, he sent a letter from Saibei himself."

   "Master, do you believe it?"

  Li Shimian thought of the young man who walked up to him many years ago and asked him how he was. He didn't speak.

   Ma Shi didn't want to believe it. As soon as she thought of the tragic death of her only daughter, she wished to tear up the surname Zhang. If he hadn't softened his heart back then and just married his daughter to an ordinary family, the daughter would still be alive.

  Zhang Fu didn't sleep well for several nights.

  He personally sent someone back to Beijing to inquire about the letter sent to Shangyong. Jingzhong replied to him, sending it to Shangyong every year, but never received a reply.

  Everyone in the mansion said that the Li family must have seen Mrs. Li dying of dystocia, and Sister Ning followed. The Li family was angry with Lord Hou, so they didn't plan to contact her.

   After all, Mrs. Li is gone, even Sister Ning is gone, and the last ties between the Li family and the Zhang family are gone, so it's normal not to want to contact each other. Only forgetting can soothe some pain.

   Maybe the Li family is thinking about their old friendship and doesn't want to hurt Lord Hou.

is that so?

  Father-in-law's face was cold and soft-hearted. Even though he wanted to marry Rou'er to a civil servant's family at first, he finally agreed.

  He moved his father-in-law with a sincere heart.

  In those years, his father-in-law and mother-in-law really treated him like his son-in-law. As long as he went to Li's house to accompany them for dinner, his father-in-law would secretly smile.

  After Ning's son could speak, he sent Ning's son to Li's mansion in person, and his father-in-law also taught Ning's daughter carefully.

  Is it because the father-in-law didn't want to involve him, so he didn't contact him?

  The genius is bright, and the vanguard pulls out the battalion. Zhang Fu, as the vanguard general, led the army.

  Mu Yan watched from a distance in the camp.

   "Master, the Li family should have received a letter from the Marquis of Xincheng by now, right?" Li Yi stood behind him, and also looked in the direction where the army was marching.

"Um."

   "Master, why did you do this? If the Zhang family finds out the existence of Mrs. Huo's sister and brother, isn't it putting them in danger?"

   "The little liar is fourteen years old. As the Huo family, what can I say to her about being close? Do you want to see her marrying worse than the daughter of the concubine family next to Zhang's house?"

  Li shook his head. Mrs. Huo has been homeless for so many years, running around for her family's livelihood, which shouldn't be her life in the first place. She deserves a better home.

  Mu Yan's eyes flickered as he watched Zhang Fu leading the troops go further and further away. The little liar looks forward and backward when doing things, so he will give her a push.

  Li Yi turned his head and glanced at the young master, the young master is nineteen years old, and the words of restraining his wife will not last long, if the emperor grants a marriage, it will be very bad. It's time for him to remind Mrs.

  As soon as the new year was over, Mrs. Yang began to get busy with Yang Fu's marriage.

  Yang Fu is the only remaining root of the Yang family, and she was raised as a son again, and she doesn't want to wrong him. I found a matchmaker with a good reputation in the city, and asked about the rules for marrying girls in the city.

   Knowing that there are six rituals, Na Cai, name asking, and so on, there are six major procedures to get married, and you should be careful, but thinking about the status of the Qin family, you dare not neglect, and entrust a matchmaker to go to the Qin family to Na Cai.

  After getting the Qin family's permission to marry, they began to prepare for Yang Fu's dowry.

  Huo Xi gave Yang 10,000 taels of silver notes to ask her mother to prepare for her uncle's wedding.

   "It's not that much." Yang declined.

"Mother and your father have money in their hands. You didn't take the rent you collected all these years, and it was all in the hands of your parents. Your father also raised your uncle as a son. He confessed to mother and gave the money to your uncle. To marry a wife."

  Huo Xi couldn't help but rejoice that her uncle was lucky enough to meet such a good brother-in-law.

"Mother, take it. Tell Dad to see if there is a Zhuangzi near the capital, and buy one for uncle. If there is no one near the capital, we will look for it in the surrounding cities. Then buy a house for uncle in the inner city, and the rest will be bought by mother." Dowry gift. After the wedding date is agreed upon, I'll get some more for my mother."

   "Enough is enough, don't take it, don't take it." Fearing that Huo Xi would have to take it again, he took the bank note.

   "In the countryside, even the betrothal gift, the wedding banquet and various purchases cost less than ten taels of silver. Now that your uncle is married, it costs so much money." Yang said a few words in pain.

   "Your uncle also gave mother 10,000 taels, and asked mother to buy it."

   "Uncle gave mother ten thousand taels?"

   "Yeah, I don't know when I saved so much. Don't you just steal the money from the shop?" Suddenly I became nervous, the things in the shop belonged to Xi'er and Nian'er.

"No. Mother sees that you think about uncle. Uncle has saved it himself over the years, and shared with the store. In the past two years, he also brought some goods to Dongyang, and he made a lot of money every time he came back. But take If you pay 10,000 taels, I'm afraid he doesn't have much money left."

  Mr. Yang breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm doing business for my own family, so why are you bringing private goods?"

Huo Xi smiled: "From the boss of the ship to the sailors and buddies, everyone brought them together. All the ship owners knew and acquiesced. It doesn't matter if it's my uncle who brings some goods. It's good for him to save some money. He will live a good life in the future. Okay, mom, you and dad should worry less."

   "That's right. When he's married, Huaiyu will take care of her. Mother doesn't care about her anymore. Just keep an eye on your siblings."

Speaking of this, Yang said to Huo Xi: "Xi'er, you are not young anymore, you haven't run around in the past two years, just stay at home, learn more about women's work, don't get married in the future, everything No. Mother heard that your elder sister Qin has already made wedding tents at home and was convinced, and you will have to do these yourself in the future. "

   Regardless of Huo Xi's protests, he pulled Huo Xi and asked her to learn how to cut and sew.

  Huo Xi still knows how to sew and mend. She knew simple needlework in her previous life.

The buttons of the newly bought clothes are trembling slightly. She is always obsessive-compulsive. She has to strengthen them before she dares to wear them. Some of the newly bought clothes don’t even have buttonholes. .

  When the clothes were torn, I sewed a few stitches myself, and I didn’t bother to look around for a repair shop. However, few of the clothes in her previous life were worn out before being thrown away. They are worn for a season, and thrown away when they don't want to wear them. The quality is outstanding.

   There is also little chance to fill holes.

  She doesn't want to learn embroidery, it's a waste of time. It can still be done by drawing lines against the fabric and sewing the pieces together. So he patiently studied with Yang for a few days.

  Yang Fu spent the new year there, and he didn't have time to deal with his marriage. He was busy selling the goods he brought back from Dongyang. Although Zou Sheng was refused to go to sea, but he wanted to learn, so he also ran beside Yang Fu.

  This year, Huo Xi plans to let shopkeeper Shen go out to visit the shop, and go to the north more often to see the renovation of the Tianjin Wharf and the abandoned streets in Beiping. The capital and the south side decided to let Yang Fu and Zou Sheng take the lead.

  At the end of February, news came out from the court that Emperor Yongkang personally conquered Saibei and won a big victory.

  There was joy in Beijing.

  Although the Han people regained power, the grassland peoples in the north have been harassing and always thinking about restoration. No one wanted the people of the grasslands to lead them again. Hearing of the victory, there was joy everywhere in the capital.

  The literati and poets in Beijing and the common people were extremely happy to report, and celebrated with their foreheads and hands.

  Not long after this news came out, it was followed by news that Emperor Yongkang recruited 200,000 civilian husbands to build a mausoleum in Changping County, Shuntian Prefecture.

  Beijing was as silent as a chicken again.