Before noon, the entire Chen family knew that He Xianjin was going to Jing County with Mr. Chen Sanye.
Sun gritted her back teeth, screamed and threw several things in the room with a "crackling" sound. After venting her anger, she stretched out her legs, leaned her back straight on the chair, tilted her head back, and took a few deep breaths.
It took a while to calm down.
What is she angry about?
The annoying husband is gone, the hated concubine is dead, and even the burden brought by the concubine is no longer around her. This backyard is her world!
The sister-in-law of the first wife has always looked up to the sky because her father was a juren, and she never competes with others for anything; the sister-in-law of the second wife comes from a poor family, and is just the daughter of a paper-making master in Jing County. Even if the second uncle is in charge, she can't say anything, not to mention that she doesn't have a son; the old woman of Bimatang is old, how many years can she live?
Once the old woman dies and the second uncle has no son, he will be equivalent to her son's farmhand!
In the end, the Chen family still belongs to her son!
Sun kicked her legs and rubbed herself upward happily, calling Zhu Zhu in red to come in, "...Send some money to Erlang and Silang from my uncle's family!"
Zhu Zhu asked, "Can you give something to my cousin from my uncle's family?"
Sun sneered, "What's the point of giving it as a gift? She's just a little girl, she's not worth much!"
Then she thought of He Xianjin, who was also a little girl, and went to work as an accountant, and finally she figured out why she was unhappy.
That little bitch should have married the old widower with no hair on his head and no flesh on his cheeks, who could not sleep at night because of worrying about money, and whose waist became thicker, hair fell out, and got freckles because of giving birth to a child. After she raised the child with her own hands, she was over 30 and saw that her husband took the family's few savings and squandered them in brothels, and then beat people when he was drunk!
Why should she go out and wander around like a man?
Sun was so angry that she threw the teacup on the table to the ground!
On this side, the weather at Sun's was cloudy, then sunny, then cloudy again. On the other side, He Xianjin went back to Yiyuan to pack up his things. Not long after, Qu Erniang came over with two strong maids. "The old lady has assigned you two maids. One is called Ersi and the other is called Wuniu. You can use them as you see fit."
He Xianjin didn't even look at it and shook his head, "Second Aunt, this is inappropriate."
He Xianjin leaned forward to grab the ink block on the chest of drawers. "I just signed a contract with the old lady. The Chen family will pay me two strings of cash a month to work as an accountant. If I do a good job, the Chen family can give me a salary increase or share the profits. Then I can use my salary to hire servants."
Instead of getting the reward from the Chen family.
Madam Qu could reward her youngest son and her concubine's daughter, but she could not reward her hired accountant.
Qu Erniang looked at He Xianjin with admiration, "...You are really not like your mother."
Well, if being a concubine is a job, He Ainiang is doing a pretty good job. Except for not meeting the KPI of bearing offspring, she has exceeded all other goals.
He Xianjin smiled and said nothing.
Around noon, three horse-drawn carriages and two donkey-drawn carts finally set out from the Chen family's gate. Old Madam Qu was still very angry with Chen Fu and did not come to see them off. The eldest wife of the Chen family was a new widow and did not go out, and the third wife wanted to set off firecrackers at the door to send off the god of plague. If she came to see them off, she might have laughed out loud.
Therefore, the only ones who attended the farewell at the long pavilion were the honest-looking Second Master of the Chen family and the tall, big-faced Second Wife of the Chen family.
Chen Fu had an injury on his hip and was lying dejectedly. Mrs. Chen considerately placed his head on a soft and delicate brocade cushion.
"Are you not happy that I came?"
He Xianjin spoke softly, thinking of the hot meal the night before, with a smile, "The accountant of the mulberry paper workshop in the east of the city is quite powerful. I spent a lot of effort to beat him to become the accountant! Please don't send me back."
"Your mother asked me to take care of you, not to teach you to be an accountant!" Chen Fu buried his head in the cushion and said in a muffled voice, "Jing County is very far away! It takes a whole day to ride in a carriage, and your bones will fall apart! I went crazy and was exiled to the frontier, why are you making trouble with me? How dare the family deprive you of food and clothing?"
Well, your wife only feeds me greens.
This is certainly not the main reason.
He Xianjin didn't know how to explain to the ancients things like values, ideals, and pursuits.
After she died, she started a new life and always wanted to make a difference.
She didn't dare lie down.
In this era, the price of lying down is to go with the flow, letting your mind from a thousand years ago gradually sink, become numb and indifferent. She doesn't want to be assimilated here, so she can only struggle desperately.
In front of Chen Fu, this pure loser, He Xianjin also didn't know how to express his refusal to accept his fate.
Fortunately, Xianyu turned over a new leaf and figured it out. "Forget it, just do what you want. Your mother told me before that she wanted to open a teahouse, where she could both order and sell tea, make two or three hundred yuan a year, and be her own waiter and boss..."
Chen Fu sighed twice, "What's so good about earning a few taels of silver? Don't you feel tired?"
He Xianjin pursed his lips.
This rich second generation kid really deserves a beating.
Chen Fu stretched his neck as far as he could, looked towards the Chen residence that was getting farther and farther away, muttered twice, and turned his head to lean against the car wall.
In theory, merchants were not allowed to ride horses, let alone sedan chairs or cars. This was the famous "carriage and load responsibility". Since the Han Dynasty, there have been many restrictions on merchants. There was a saying that "heavy rent and taxes are used to humiliate them". Merchants and their descendants were not allowed to be officials, own farmland, wear silk, ride cars or horses. It was not until the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties that the "humiliation of merchants" trend gradually improved. Land was still not allowed to be purchased, but shops and houses could be purchased. Descendants could also study and take the imperial examinations.
Although riding in a sedan chair or on a horse is not allowed, in this small place, the government needs the taxes from the merchants, and the merchants need the support of the government, so they turn a blind eye to it. As long as people do not ride horses at high speed in the market or travel after curfew with lights on, they can tolerate it.
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