The wife of Earl Jianchang vomited blood and fainted. Earl Jianchang, who was almost sprayed with blood in the face, was both scared and confused. He really didn't know what he had done wrong.
Unlike him, Yu Zizhen, after listening to the live broadcast of the baby voice system, could understand the wife of the Earl of Jianchang very well.
Pawning the ancestral property was an outright waste of money and a sign that the Jianchang Earl's Mansion was heading towards an irreversible decline.
By the way, the two farms that Earl Jianchang put up for sale actually fell into the hands of Yu Zizhen.
She had an overwhelming advantage in acquiring intelligence. Before anyone else heard the news, she had already prepared enough silver and money to satisfy Earl Jianchang.
In addition, Earl Jianchang did not want this matter to become known to everyone. Although he did not mind pawning his ancestral property when times were tight, he did not want the nobles and court officials to know about it.
It's embarrassing on the one hand, and other things are that others will definitely not take their Jianchang Earl's Mansion seriously in the future.
So when the person sent by Yu Zizhen took out a stack of silver notes and said that they could directly exchange money for goods, he immediately sold both farms to the person sent by Yu Zizhen.
By the time the wife of the Earl of Jianchang woke up from her coma, the deeds of the two farms had been replaced and the new deeds were in Yu Zizhen's hands.
The matter was done, and the wife of the Earl of Jianchang could only accept the inevitable outcome with deep regret.
Of course, that’s a story for later.
The wife of the Marquis of Jianchang has no idea that the Marquisate will decline day by day. She is trying to regroup and try to make connections everywhere in order to find a good marriage for the Marquis of Jianchang's son.
As everyone was busy and running around, time quickly came to the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, which was the winter solstice.
This day was the day for the emperor to offer sacrifices to the gods in the suburbs. According to the traditional customs handed down from the Great Qi Dynasty, the emperor or the prince had to choose an auspicious time on this day to go to the Circular Mound to hold a sacrificial ceremony, report the good harvest and thank God.
As the prince of Zhenbei, Yu Zizhen naturally attended this grand event, but these children did not have much to do. They just had to mingle in the team offering sacrifices to the sky and keep paying their respects with everyone else.
She drank a lot of cold air at the Circular Mound in the morning, and had to perform a simple ancestor sacrifice when she returned home in the afternoon. Just when Yu Zizhen couldn't help but start to wonder if she would be frozen into a popsicle, she finally got her freedom and could return to her own yard and lie down in the warm house to rest assured.
In the evening, Madam Zhang prepared dumplings for Yu Zizhen as the staple food. In her words, dumplings must be eaten on the Winter Solstice. There is even a saying in their hometown that goes, "If you don't eat dumplings on the Winter Solstice, your ears will freeze off and no one will care."
Yu Zizhen giggled as she listened. She really enjoyed participating in such interesting customs, which made her feel that life became more colorful.
Time soon came to the eve of the Wanshou Festival. Wen Xiaoman brought the people her grandfather had prepared for her and went south with the Lu family.
The day after the winter solstice, Yu Zizhen went to the palace to go to school as usual.
After the morning class, she gave Xiao Yuanjin a simple, abstract, and distinctively ugly-looking "Nine-Nine Cold-Eliminating Picture".
"I drew this myself. I heard that people in the capital like to give this kind of thing to each other during the winter solstice."
Xiao Yuanjin:.......
Xiao Yuanjin didn't have the heart to complain about what Yu Zizhen's painting was, but before the music theory class started in the afternoon, Xiao Yuanjin also gave Yu Zizhen a "Nine-Nine Cold-Eliminating Picture" that he had painted himself.
Although they were all "painted by himself", unlike Yu Zizhen's ugly but distinctive "Nine-Nine Cold-Eliminating Picture", Xiao Yuanjin's painting was quite spiritual and artistic.
How should I put it? It felt like she was exchanging a piece of rag that should have been thrown away for a precious and rare soft cigarette holder.
Fortunately, Xiao Yuanjin himself didn't mind, and Yu Zizhen didn't feel inferior about his abstract painting skills at all.
The two of them each used the "Nine-Nine Cold-Eliminating Chart" given by the other, silently counting the time when the cold winter would pass.
After the second snow fell in the capital, Mr. Jiang once again visited Yu Zizhen.
The New Year was approaching, and he came to Yu Zizhen to discuss sending the New Year gifts back to the Zhenbei Palace in the northern border.
Yu Zizhen was as careless as ever. She didn't want to go out shopping in this kind of weather, so she left the task of choosing gifts to Mr. Jiang.
"I have so much to do lately. Mr. Jiang, you are more capable and can do more. Why don't you help me choose my share?"
Mr. Jiang was speechless. The money was paid from the official account, and if Yu Zizhen didn't choose the items herself, her perfunctory attitude would be too obvious.
He asked Yu Zizhen, "I wonder what the prince has been busy with recently?"
"That's too much." Yu Zizhen counted on his fingers in a serious manner. "I have to attend classes, learn Confucian classics and the six arts of a gentleman, and practice martial arts in the coldest days of winter. Besides that, I'm also learning medicine, farming, animal husbandry, sculpture, and so on..."
She rattled off a dozen or so things, but Mr. Jiang couldn't see any need for her to learn the things after "besides that."
But when he thought about the gift she had given to Queen Xiao Lu on her birthday, Mr. Jiang really couldn't accuse Yu Zizhen of not doing her job properly.
He had figured out that their prince was least proficient in the Confucian classics and four of the six arts of a gentleman, which were the most highly regarded by the world.
Instead, she has all the necessary skills for a warrior, such as boxing, body movements, spearmanship, archery, and horse riding, as well as miscellaneous knowledge such as medicine, farming, and animal husbandry. No matter what she wants to learn, she can learn it quickly, which puts a lot of pressure on those around her.
If he didn't know that Yu Zizhen was indeed a girl, just looking at Yu Zizhen's behavior, he would not suspect that she was actually a woman disguised as a man and imposter.
"Please help me choose. For my younger brothers and sisters, follow my old routine: books, chess manuals, calligraphy, cookbooks, brushes, inkstones, and various novel embroidery items. The main goal is to broaden their horizons and increase their knowledge. As for my father and his family, feel free to buy whatever you think is good. Don't be stingy with the money."
Mr. Jiang used up all his self-control to not roll his eyes and complain about Yu Zizhen, "I'm not spending your money, so of course you don't need to feel bad about it!"
He nodded in agreement with a rather depressed look, then resigned himself to his fate and went to help Yu Zizhen buy things.
Of course, even if the errand runner was changed from Yu Zizhen to him, the person who paid the money would never be changed from him to Yu Zizhen.
It was not until the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month that Mr. Jiang, who had been busy for about three days, finally sent away the team responsible for delivering the festival gifts to the Zhenbei Palace in the northern border.
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