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Fu Minghua has always been gentle and restrained, and calm when things happen. No matter what happens, he has never seen her panic. One moment she was chatting, but the next moment she showed the coquettishness of a little daughter and begged him to be more cautious. Yan Zhui stretched out his hand to hug her, gently stroked her temples, and said seriously:
"Yuan Niang, I promise you, I will discuss it carefully with Yao Shi later."
In fact, her suggestion was a good way to manage the family. Yan Zhui took drastic measures and disrupted the situation of the Xie family in Jiangzhou. Fu Minghua's plan happened to be implemented under such circumstances. There was no need to use force or massacre the people of the Xie family in Jiangzhou. In the past five years, with the migration of the people in Jiangzhou who highly respected the Xie family, the Xie family had less land to cultivate, and its strength naturally declined day by day.
??And this move solves the problem of too few people in Xingyuan Prefecture, Jiannan Road, which can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.
Jiangzhou was flooded, and Yan Zhui ordered the opening of warehouses to release grain.
In view of the fact that the people of Jiangzhou often suffered from waterlogging, Yan Zhui ordered the people of Jiangzhou to be relocated to fill Xingyuan Mansion and Fengxiang Mansion in Jiannan Road.
In order to appease the people who have left their hometowns, Jiangzhou people who have newly moved to Jiannan Road are exempted from taxes and corvee for five years after registering their household registration.
At this time, there was a flood, and the people's harvest for the year was wiped out. The imperial court was willing to allow the people to move and exempt them from taxes. As soon as the news came out, more people were willing to move.
In Luoyang, Xie Lizhen received a letter from Master Xie.
Years of planning by the Xie family have all come to nothing in one day. It is conceivable that as people from Jiangzhou move out in large numbers, the Xie family's manor will fall into a situation where few people are cultivating it.
The destruction of family genealogy and a large collection of books has no obvious consequences in a short period of time, but over time, the harm caused is fatal.
"The letter Mr. Xie wrote home to Xie Lizhen was a handwritten letter from Tao Yuanming, "Letter on Return", urging him to go home.
Fu Minghua met the Yin family, and she couldn't even show a smile on her face. At this point, the Yin and Xie families among the four surnames have been hit one after another. It has been less than half a year since Xie Lizhen was ambitious enough to become an official. Things have changed and people have changed.
"Why don't the third wife stay in Luoyang for a little longer?"
Biyun served tea, but Fu Minghua did not drink it. Instead, he persuaded Mrs. Yin with a smile:
"Now that the imperial court is in the midst of employing people, the third master is full of talent and knowledge, why not serve the imperial court?"
If Xie Lizhen had intended to become an official in the past, the Yin family would naturally take advantage of these words.
But at this time, the Xie family suffered a great disaster, and it was time for the Xie family to really hire people. The Xie family's genealogy was in urgent need of repair, and a large collection of books needed to be maintained. Master Xie urged Xie Lizhen in a hurry. The Xie family's carriages had been prepared and were ready at any time. Going back to Jiangzhou.
Mrs. Yin felt bitter in her heart as she listened to Fu Minghua's consolation.
There has always been an incompatibility between the aristocratic family and the imperial court. Now the Xie family has been framed by the imperial power, and Yan Zhui has tried every means to split Jiangzhou. Now Fu Minghua pretends to know nothing and persuades Xie Lizhen to stay.
No matter how well-trained the Yin family is, she can't help but feel the qi and blood surging in her chest at this moment.
"No need." Yin Shi suppressed her anger and reluctantly twitched the corner of her mouth:
"You also know the situation of the Xie family now. The family is in trouble, and it is time for the master to go back and work together to make the family stay together through thick and thin."
After saying this, Mrs. Yin thought of Xie Lizhen¡¯s discomfort when she learned about the situation in Jiangzhou, and then thought of the current situation of the Xie family. She endured it again and again, but finally she couldn¡¯t hold it back:
"A few days ago, I received a letter from Jiangzhou. It was from the second sister of the family. The letter mentioned my mother-in-law."
She paused after saying this, but Fu Minghua did not continue to ask as she wished. Instead, he held the cup, as if he had not heard Yin's words.
Yin couldn¡¯t help but continued:
"The second sister said that when the empress was young, she had a lot of foresight, and she was very far-sighted when it came to divination and proverbs. I am afraid that Guo Zhengfeng is a close friend of you. The joke you said at the beginning has actually come true."
After hearing this, Fu Minghua couldn't help laughing.
After seeing off the gloomy Yin family, Bilan couldn't help but ask:
"Mother, what do you mean by what the third wife said?"
Biyun on the side bumped into her, stopping Bilan from asking questions.
Fu Minghua said nothing, but his thoughts went back to the night when Mr. Xie tried to hang himself.
She conspired with Nanny An, who was beside Xie, to rescue Xie, and took advantage of the chaos to send Xie out of the city overnight.
Biyun and Nanny Jiang were with her at that time. The scene of that night, many years later, Fu Minghua? Just share the melon with him. Qiong Ju should wait for a more suitable time to repay. "
He was still young and couldn¡¯t quite understand what Fu Minghua said: ¡°Why?¡±
"Thunder, rain, and dew are all your kindness."
Fu Minghua reached out and touched his son's soft hair, and said with a smile: "You don't understand now, just remember these words."
"well said."
Yan Zhui took a volume in his hand and strode in, stopping Fu Minghua from getting up.
Aunt Xue checked her pulse. She was already three months pregnant. It was several years after giving birth to Yan Zhao that the news came from her belly again.
"Ma Dai's carvings have been printed into a book. I want to show it to you."
He sat over, and Fu Minghua leaned over, took the book and turned it over in his hands. Such books are not as precious as hand-written books, but hand-written books are too rare and rare, and they are not as convenient and fast as engraving.
With this model, it is conceivable that books will no longer be rare in the Tang Dynasty in the future.
This means that the period when the aristocratic family controlled books, that is, controlled talents, and controlled the world has passed, and the peak period of imperial power is about to come.
Fu Minghua was flipping through the book, and Yan Zhui kissed her cheek:
"How are you today?"
She was fine when she gave birth to Yan Zhao in her early years, and suffered less torture in the early stage. However, after this pregnancy, she suffered from morning sickness, found it difficult to eat every day, and lost a lot of weight.
Fu Minghua's body moved slightly, and he adjusted his posture to make her lean more comfortably.
Sometimes every move, word and deed between a husband and wife is already in full tacit understanding without the two of them having to say anything.
"It's not bad today."
She leaned against Yan Zhui, flipping through the three-character scripture filled with the fragrance of ink, and said lazily.
"After my daughter is born, I will definitely teach her a lesson." He reached out to hook Fu Minghua's hair and tucked it behind her ears.
"How did Sanlang know she was a daughter?"
Fu Minghua couldn't help laughing: "What if it's his son?"
He was looking forward to having a daughter, and would often put his hand on her belly and mutter.
"Now that he is a son, I will make Ma wait to carve the Four Books and Five Classics. When he is a little older, I will make him copy more to punish him for causing you to suffer."
Yan Zhui looked at her smiling face and deliberately teased her:
"But I think it's a daughter."
He reached out to touch his belly again, with a serious expression:
"When I was a child, I watched water being brought out from the house one after another. Later, I heard from Mr. Xue that it was very dangerous."
So he always hesitated afterwards, not wanting to make her suffer like this again.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? She has taken good care of her body, and still has a baby, and he hopes to have a daughter:
¡°I have everything in my life.¡±
"She has a kingdom, a beautiful woman in her arms, and a son. The only thing missing is a daughter who is similar to her."
¡°But what if my daughter¡¯s temperament is different from mine?¡±
Fu Minghua endured the surge in his chest and asked.
He smiled and said:
"Just take good care of him, and raise him to be pampered, willful, and lawless. In the future, he will be the master of the He family of Duke Wei."
He Yuanshen, Duke of Wei, had a temperament that was not suitable for being an official. He resigned from office a year ago and took the Su family back from his post.
When the Su family returned, she gave birth to the legitimate son of Duke Wei, and Fu Minghua also rewarded her with items.
Fu Minghua couldn¡¯t laugh or cry because he said that he would give birth to a daughter to harm other people¡¯s families if he disliked or had a grudge against them. In her coquettish voice, Yan Zhui laughed loudly.
The whispers and intimate and natural actions between the couple, even though they had seen too much, still made the three-year-old Yan Zhao blush a little. He looked away and pretended to be trying hard. Still thinking about what my mother said before. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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