The sedan chair carried Xiu Niang into the villa and left. Lao Lin, who had just taken office, developed the sedan chair money. The sedan chair owners scattered, and while walking, they were still talking about today's affairs.

The prince, Xiuniang, drunk husband, gambling father, these topics have been enough for these sedan chairmen to talk about for a while.

Xiuniang got out of the sedan chair outside the second door. She didn't care about the sedan chair servants, but just looked at the house in front of her.

The two doors in front of me are six wall doors, wood as bones, bamboo is woven vertically, white pine trees are planted on both sides of the front door, stones are used, double eaves and alleys inside the wall door, middle hall in the backyard, and south and north on the left and right sides are south and north. There are pavilions, terraces, pavilions, pavilions, and large gardens, with deep halls. Not to mention village houses, it seems that the big business shops in the town and the rich and deep houses cannot be compared with the Hou Mansion.

But after a long time, wooden buildings are prone to paint loss and dilapidation. In addition, there are insufficient staff and weeds everywhere, which adds a bit of desolation.

Xiuniang didn't know when the prince would marry a eldest wife, but the prince had no intention of taking care of the house and her younger sister was young. She was full of gratitude and thought to take care of the mansion.

Bypassing Beitang from the west side and passing through the North Tower, the rocks and ponds in the back garden are revealed, and several slightly dilapidated Xuan Pavilions are arranged between the rocks and the pool.

Xiuniang stood by the pool, and the pool water reflected her face. She subconsciously touched it, used some strength, and then withdrew her hand after feeling the pain.

Today's emotions are really ups and downs. What happened just now was the most exciting moment in her life in less than 20 years, and it still seems like she is in a dream. Until now, she still dares not fully believe that her past fantasies and dreams she had at night have come true... she got rid of that dirty home and stood here.

But she felt a little sad. After all, she was not the real hostess. Fortunately, she was a concubine with a contract, and she was stronger than those concubines bought from the tramp, but that was it.

Xiuniang had no thoughts about her father, and she had no sympathy or pity. On the contrary, her father's bad gambling appearance disliked her.

But when she stood by the pond, she couldn't help but think of her parents, especially her mother. Her mother's wrinkled face, slightly bent back, and rough hands. Her mother was once a famous beauty. Otherwise, her father, who was a scholar, would not have married her. In thirty years, she tortured a girl into an old woman. Xiuniang felt very sad.

If it is possible, she wants to bring her parents to the town, and it doesn't matter to her father, but it doesn't work for her mother to lack her father.

At this time, Xu Zi passed by the pond first. He saw a woman with a slightly sad look on her face. Xiuniang was not tall, had a very well-proportioned body, and had a black and beautiful hair. She stood by the pond and frowned slightly on her face, looking a little sad.

Xu Zixian said: "How do you feel? Are you tired?"

Xiuniang shook her head and said, "I'm not tired, I'm used to working..."

Xu Zixian felt a sense of pity and love in his heart. He looked down and saw that Xiuniang's hands were indeed a bit rough. Fortunately, the girl's skin would be recovered quickly if she had to take a little care of her skin.

Xiuniang took the initiative to put her hands into Xu Zixian's hands and said, "Starting today, I am the prince's person, so I just hope for one sentence. If the prince doesn't like me one day and gets tired of me, please tell me and ask me to go and break it myself."

Xiuniang said firmly: "I don't want to be sold again. It's the third time, I can't bear it."

The woman in front of her exuded a faint fragrance and her hands were held by her. Xu Zixian felt an impulse in his heart, of course he wanted to carry the woman in front of her to the bed immediately... and then there was a sense of love and care.

...

During dinner in the evening, Xiuniang, Xu Zixian and her younger sister were at the same table. She temporarily drew a servant and a girl of fifteen or sixteen from the nearby Guanzhuang. The former was a wife under the stove and was responsible for Xiuniang's previous work, while the latter served Xiuniang and changed another one in forty days.

This is the first time that the family has eaten in the west wing with this identity. The younger sister is in a very good mood when she smiles. The eldest brother has not married a eldest wife, so there is no need to worry about this, because to find a eldest brother who is of equal status depends on how far the eldest brother develops.

He inherits a title, organizes the family business, enriches the inventory, and has the confidence only when you have money, and only when you have a title can you find a suitable marriage partner.

Xu Zixian mentioned this matter a few months ago. At that time, the younger sister thought that the eldest brother was perfunctory and was so angry. Seeing Xu Zixian's style of conduct has changed greatly in the past few months, the younger sister has already believed in her brother's words.

This is true. The Marquis's family is so poor. If you want to turn around, it is best to marry the daughter of a rich businessman. The dowry must start with a hundred thousand yuan. It will be endless and it will be squandered for many years.

If you can successfully inherit the title and revitalize your family, it is best to marry a daughter of a marquis or local civil servant family, which is both affordable and can be successfully converted into a family of officials and gentry among the people when the royal family is removed in the future.

When the younger sister said this to Xu Zi first, she was quite serious. Xu Zi first laughed at her for being worried...

My younger sister also likes Xiu Niang very much. Although she has married twice, it is a flaw, but Xiu Niang is sensible and obedient, not like the kind of tricky and mean woman who likes to cause trouble in the back house. My younger sister has always been worried that her brother is confused and afraid that Xu Zi will bring back those charming goods that are easy to cause trouble first. Now she can be considered a little relieved.

Xiuniang also kept her duty. Although she ate at a table, she stood up and took the dishes for her younger sister and Xu Zi first, and then sat down to eat by herself. Xu Zi first realized in a daze that under this kind of etiquette, she recognized the identity and abides by the rules of being a concubine.

After dinner, Xiuniang left first. People's congratulations seemed to be heard outside the house. The little girl whispered: "I still feel a little wronged. I can't wear red and green, enter the mansion in a sedan chair, or set off fireworks and firecrackers to have a big banquet for guests..."

"There is no way to do this." Xu Zixian said helplessly: "I want to dare to do this. The memorial to impeach me by the Fujian Road Inspector Censor tomorrow morning."

The little girl nodded slightly, her eyes rolled, and she smiled and said, "Brother, are you short of money?"

"Of course I'm missing." Xu Zixian said angrily: "The income is right in front of me, but I still have to invest a lot of money... I plan to borrow some from Wei Yanke. He always has a few hundred stakes of money. If he can't do it, there will be Xu Zizhang. These two guys have 500 stakes for me, which is almost enough."

"It's better to ask for someone than to ask for it." The younger sister said, "Why do you need to ask someone to borrow money? Our Marquis' Mansion always borrows money, but later relatives and friends were afraid of us. My father said before his death that he would not be allowed to borrow money no matter what."

Xu Yingbin really said this. At that time, Xu Zixian was a playboy, and Xu Yingbin felt quite helpless...

"It's time and momentum." Xu Zixian said in a deep voice: "No matter what, I always have to open up a path, for me, for you, and for you, my sister, and the reputation of our Nan'an Marquis Mansion."

"I understand." The little girl smiled sweetly, but got up, walked to the cabinet in the wing room, opened the cabinet with her own key, and took out a gorgeous box with mother-of-pearl inlaid.

Xu Zixian knew that this was a jewelry box for my younger sister. Maybe girls were the same. Even young girls like me who like me like to play with those shiny things.

He looked at his sister thoughtfully. He was not satisfied with the age of thirteen, but in the ancients, he could get married within two or three years. However, Xu Zi first planned to delay her younger sister until she was about eighteen or nineteen years old. At that time, getting married and having children would not cause any harm to her body.

I felt a little sad when I thought of this Xu Zixian, just like my father, and watched other pigs huddle away the cabbage in my own field. It was impossible not to be sad.

The little sister is his only relative in this world, a kind of sentiment and bloodline.

"Brother, please open it and take a look."

The little girl put the box on the table, but she didn't open it, but smiled with her lips.

Xu Zixian said: "What else can you hide? It's just something from the little girl's house... Oh, do you want to give Xiu Niang a gift? I'll thank you little sister for her."

The younger sister said weakly: "Brother, you didn't even notice the necklace on Xiu Niang's neck?"

Xu Zixian felt a little embarrassed. It seemed that his observation ability needed to be strengthened. He lifted the lid of the box and then his eyes immediately stopped.

Since the little sister was sitting opposite her, Xu Zi suppressed her urge to swear and stared at the contents in the box.

"Don't your elder brother think that my father really has nothing left? Apart from this box, there are four boxes under it." The younger sister said with a smile: "How many years have my father been an official, and the minister's money is over 1,000 yuan a year. This is the biggest income. My father is not greedy, but for the sake of my brother and sister, I have no mercy on what I should take."

Xu Zixian glared and said, "But I'm really not ruthless..."

The box was filled with neatly stacked golden cakes, in the shape of horseshoe, which was the general form of the Dawei golden cakes, and Xu Zixian didn't know why.

In addition to horse hoof gold, there are also really pancake shapes and willow leaves. Xu Zixian saw it when he was a child. He also watched King Zhao carry a plate to his trusted retainers at the party of the Zhao palace. In addition to envy, he was still envious.

He really didn't expect that there was so much gold hidden beside his home.

The younger sister smiled and said, "A hundred yuan of horse hoof gold is worth less than two thousand coins. Now I will borrow it from you, my elder brother."

"Why?" Xu Zixian said with his eyes straight: "Why is Dad hiding it from me?"

"One," said the younger sister with a slightly red face: "My father said that Guanzhuang, Hou Mansion, and other courtyards are all for the eldest brother. If the eldest brother does not change his habits, these hard-core crops can help the eldest brother to starve. The eldest brother should be willing to cheer up, and these foundations will be enough. Most of the heroes start from scratch."

"My father is really a big heart." Xu Zixian smiled bitterly, but in his mind he remembered the image of Xu Yingbin when he was alive.

With her chest and belly exposed, she was shaking her fan under the shade of the tree to cool off, drink and play chess, which seemed to be the initial impression.

But after thinking about it carefully, my father, who was still studying military books in the study after dark, looked at maps in the room, studied hydrology and geography, and discussed military affairs with those well-known military strategists and miscellaneous families.

He was free and composed, and his words were calm, but he unknowingly made people feel like spring breeze. When he arrived at the Qizhou military camp, he quickly supported his father by the three armies.

Well, there is also a father who has emptied his minister’s money...

Xu Zixian looked at the younger sister and asked, "What's the second one?"

"Well..." the little sister was quite sarcastic, but she still said aloud: "Dad said that in addition to some gold and silver jewelry, the money was a dowry for me."

"Ah, that's it."

Xu Zixian suddenly realized.

At this time, the world was different from later generations. In addition to the exchange of interests of a few senior executives, the marriages in later generations generally used the man to buy a house and the man to car, and also had to give money to the bride. This is because there were obvious men and few women in later generations, and the unbalanced supply and demand in the future. In the current Wei Dynasty, men still had to give brides gifts when they got married, but because a woman went to her husband's house, she basically cut off her ties with her parents' house. It was not that she could not go back to her parents' house, but that she was an outsider when she returned to her parents' house. All things about her parents' retirement and endings had nothing to do with her married daughter, and the most important thing was that the woman's status in her husband's house depends on the amount of her dowry.

If there are too many dowry, the woman has a high status and the in-laws will not offend easily. If there are too few dowry, he may have to endure ridicule while taking care of his husband and children.

Sister-in-law compares dowry, mother-in-law rolls her eyes, and husband is dissatisfied. This may be normal. In ancient times, women had a very low status and could not be compared with modern times.

Xu Zixian felt moved. No wonder his father, who had always been very ethical, actually took away all the ministerial money. This thing is a gray income. The prime minister's annual ministerial money is more than 10,000 yuan, which is much higher than the apparent salary. If the ethical person is used, he will use it, but he will not take it home.

If you really want to get it home, others won’t say anything, but the reputation is definitely not good and the official can’t be long.

For the sake of my younger sister's dowry, my father must have been quite worried at the beginning. If I didn't save enough dowry, my younger sister would definitely be treated coldly and harshly when she arrived at her husband's house.

Especially when my father died, my husband's family had no relatives and elders, and my brother was an unsuccessful peripheral nobleman, my younger sister's situation in her husband's family must be very unsatisfactory.

The younger sister eventually married Chen Jingzhong, the prince of the Marquis of Jingyuan, and died of depression within a few years. At that time, Xu Zixian lamented that her younger sister had a bad life. Now it seems that it is probably because her younger sister's dowry is not rich enough, and a few thousand guan is a money that the people cannot make in their lifetime. For a Marquis' mansion, this dowry is a bit disappointing.

The most important thing is Xu Zixian's incompetence. He was always excluded in the royal circle and the aristocratic circle. He was suppressed by Xu Gongda and Chen Jingfu, and became a clown-like character. It would be strange if the younger sister was not angry at the Marquis' Mansion of Jingyuan.

Xu Zixian's eyes were moved and there was also a faint murderous aura. Buying oranges was just a harmless little joke. Sooner or later, he would ask the two clowns to pay enough price...

"Little sister," Xu Zi first covered the lid and said in a deep voice: "Since it is your dowry, I can't take this gold."

The price of the younger sister is about the same. At that time, the price of gold and silver ratio is 1 to 15, and the silver and money ratio is 1 to 1,000. The gold in front of her should be about 2,000 guan.

Xu Zixian looked at the little girl, as if it was the first time she had seen her own girl.

At a young age, he is really bold and careful. So much gold is locked in the cabinet in the wing room.

But then I thought about it, the servants who could enter the other yard were basically servants and maids, all of whom were innocent and well-known people who came to serve in the official village. There were gates and patriarchs in the front yard and the outer yard, and even idle people could not enter, so they could just lock them up.

But the younger sister really has the heroic and generous personality of a man. She doesn’t act arrogantly when talking about dowry. Well, it seems that she has always underestimated her younger sister.

"I said it was a loan." The younger sister showed the look of mentally retarded eyes again, and she said, "I believe that you will make money back by brother. You can't ask me to marry Chen Jingzhong with nothing?"

"Chen Jingzhong is almost twenty today, more than six years older than you." Xu Zixian said: "My sister, do you like the family background of your future husband, or his character, personality, and whether you are loving and getting along with you?"

"Of course, character is the most important thing." The little girl blushed, but the answer was quite certain.

"That's fine, I'll take the gold first. I will arrange your marriage. Chen Jingzhong is not a good match!" Xu Zixian was not pretentious. He didn't need several of his original backup plans, but he also knew that this was the last wealth in the family. If he asked him to squander, it would be difficult for his younger sister to get married.

He gently patted the head of the little girl in front of him. This was his own sister, who was extremely dependent on him. He must do everything well, live up to the little sister, Xiuniang, and not let down the subordinates such as Li Yi and Qin Dongyang, as well as friends such as Wei Yi and Xu Xingwei...

There are more and more involvement in this world. Xu Zixian also started with at a loss, often having a split headache, becoming full of confidence and fighting spirit. Maybe this is how people are. The more responsibilities, the stronger their sense of responsibility, and vice versa.

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My family is not good at love for my children, but I don’t want to start this book too seriously, so I try to add some.
Chapter completed!