Chapter 351: Just Make a Living with Your Face
Late at night, the rain outside the window was dripping, hitting the window frame, making a crisp sound.
Jiang Yuzhu nestled in Xie Zhao's arms, too lazy to move at all.
As she followed Xie Zhao out of the village, she vaguely sensed that Xie Zhao was going to play some tricks on her, and it turned out to be all planned.
Xie Zhao used those strange postures skillfully. I'm afraid he had secretly studied some erotic scripts behind the scenes.
Who would have thought that Mr. Xie, who is dedicated to serving the people, is so hypocritical and introverted!
“Tick…”
Something cold fell on Jiang Yuzhu's face.
She wiped it with her hand, turned her head and stared at Xie Zhao. Was she too cooperative and Xie Zhao was moved to tears?
"Yuzhu, it's leaking."
Feeling the cold raindrops, Xie Zhao hurriedly sat up from the bamboo bed.
When renovating the bamboo house, Xie Zhao thought that the couple would only stay there for one or two nights and it might not rain, so he was a little careless when laying the thatch on the roof to save time.
The rain outside the window was getting heavier, but fortunately there was only one leak in the room.
Jiang Yuzhu was forced to get up and move to sit by the window downstairs.
"Yuzhu, it's a little chilly on this rainy night, be careful not to catch a cold."
Xie Zhao put on the straw raincoat in the corner, put on a bamboo hat, and poured a cup of hot tea for Jiang Yuzhu before going out.
It was a cold and lonely night and the sky was dark.
Thick fog and dark clouds were rolling in the distance, and raindrops fell silently on the propped-up window frames, forming curtains of rain.
Jiang Yuzhu held the teacup to warm her hands and looked out the window. Countless flying insects were flying around the lantern hanging on the eaves.
The small house deep in the bamboo forest has a special charm on rainy nights.
About a quarter of an hour later, Xie Zhao returned with a lunch box.
When I opened the lunch box, I saw a few side dishes inside, including fried peanuts, braised beef, jelly, and sour and spicy pickles, all of which were good side dishes for drinking.
"Is beef for sale in Sioux City?"
The beef shank contains a small amount of beef tendon and is braised to be quite flavorful.
Jiang Yuzhu picked up a piece, which tasted slightly salty and was perfect for drinking.
"Sucheng still follows the laws of Daqi. All cattle must be kept in the upper grades."
Xie Zhao lit a small red clay stove, heated a pot of wine, and when the wine was warm, poured two cups.
The couple sat opposite each other, clinking glasses and chatting as the rain sounded.
"Sishui City is now under the control of Great Qi, and the court has not yet issued any new laws. It is assumed that the people of Sishui City will follow the original rules."
The people of Sishui City mostly raise beef cattle, which have firm meat and are favored by the wealthy. Merchants have already sensed the potential.
If we hadn't taken action before, we would not have been able to grasp the trends in the court. Someone took the lead in selling cattle to gain the upper hand, and the others followed suit.
"Yuan He, when did you start to think about benefiting the people?"
Jiang Yuzhu had never discussed similar issues with Xie Zhao before, so she couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
Is it because he is the top scholar and a member of the Xie family?
There are many top scorers, and Feng Qing is one of them. His talent and knowledge are indeed outstanding, but his character is worrying.
Xie Zhao stood up and used a wire to light the wick. He looked a little more lonely and replied, "Six years old."
"So small?"
Jiang Yuzhu was a little surprised. She thought back to her previous life. When she was six years old, she was still ignorant, but Xie Zhao already had such lofty ambitions.
"When I was six years old, I went with my mother to a farm in the countryside to escape the summer heat."
There is a secret that Xie Zhao never mentioned.
He started to learn when he was less than three years old, and had already become famous for his talent when he was five or six.
In order to protect him, the clan rarely let Xie Zhao go out. Because he was too smart, he was ostracized by his brothers.
Without playmates, Xie Zhao spent most of his time reading.
As Shen arrived at the farm, Xie Zhao met Tian Rong, a boy from a nearby village who was a few years older than him.
"The boys in the village despise me. Only Tian Rong is willing to take me to the mountains to hunt birds and to the rivers to fish."
Tian Rong was dark and strong, with great strength. He and Xie Zhao had once encountered a wild boar in the mountains.
At that critical moment, Tian Rong asked Xie Zhao to step on him to climb the tree, and then he climbed up.
"When I returned to the farm later, Tian Rong was gone."
Tian Rong's father was a victim of a bully. The bully came to his house and Tian Rong was beaten to death by the bully in order to protect his father.
After committing the crime, the bully walked away in a swagger.
"My husband has found out that the bully is actually a relative of my uncle's concubine."
Speaking of that fool Mr. Shen, Xie Zhao was speechless.
Although the bully was caught in the end, Xie Zhao was deeply touched.
"If you want to benefit the people, the only way is to be an official. Be a good official and serve the people. And the only way to be an official is to take the imperial examination."
However, there were too many suffering people and countless people who suffered injustice. Xie Zhao's strength alone was ultimately too weak.
After getting married and having children, Xie Zhao had a different understanding.
"Family, country and the world are all important to you. As a husband, you should pay more attention to your family and take good care of them, so that you can have extra energy to work for the benefit of the people."
Just as Xiao She said, Jiang Yuzhu delayed Xie Zhao from devoting himself to the Great Qi.
In the past, Xie Zhao only had official business in his eyes, but that is not the case now.
"Twenty years from now, when Fugui takes over, I can live in seclusion in the mountains with my wife, where we won't be disturbed by anyone."
Xie Zhao took a sip of the wine, the warm and mellow feeling lingered on the tip of his tongue with a long aftertaste. His expression relaxed and he felt extremely comfortable.
"Yuanhe, have you ever thought about what to do if Fugui doesn't like to study?"
Jiang Yuzhu felt it necessary to discuss the issue of raising children with Xie Zhao.
Xie Zhao is a rare genius in a century, but his son may not be the same.
Although parents all hope their children will become successful, they also need to learn to respect each other.
The elders in Da Qi are used to taking advantage of their seniority, and Jiang Yuzhu hates that kind of behavior.
Xie Zhao replied without hesitation: "Given the status of the Xie family, we can't follow the little kid's preferences."
"What if Fugui hates studying? It's hard to force him, right?"
Since Xie Zhao was born, no one in the Xie family has been outstanding except Xie Xuan.
Everyone in the clan said that Xie Zhao had sucked away all the talent bestowed by their ancestors.
"The Xie family has you as their only need. It's hard for your son to surpass you. There's no need for him to rely on your glory."
There are 360 professions, and every profession has its top talent.
Jiang Yuzhu has a large sum of money in her hands, and when the time comes, Fugui and Wanwan will each split it equally.
Xie Zhao did not answer, but fell into deep thought.
After waiting for a while, Jiang Yuzhu thought Xie Zhao would strongly object, but he suddenly smiled with a relaxed look, "Madam is right, even if you don't study and learn calligraphy, and don't have money to inherit, you are still destined to be rich."
"What's the meaning?"
Jiang Yuzhu didn't understand why. Her son was destined to be rich and powerful because his mother was Jiang Yuzhu!
Xie Zhao smiled and said, "Based on his looks, he can make a living by relying on his face, which is enough to ensure that he will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life."
"Are you cursing my son for being a gigolo?"
Jiang Yuzhu stood up suddenly and wanted to argue with Xie Zhao.
When Xie Zhao said this, he was secretly praising his own good looks. After all, it was said that he took his wealth from his father Xie Zhao.
Jiang Yuzhu had already seen through this routine.
Cold and abstinent is just Xie Zhao's disguise. In fact, he is a black-bellied and shameless big-tailed wolf, so hypocritical!
"What's wrong with soft rice? Your husband hasn't had enough."
Xie Zhao's dark eyes were filled with heat.
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