Zhu Yongnian's eldest son is eighteen years old this year and was originally scheduled to get married at the end of the year.
But he was injured not long ago and could no longer do his previous work, which caused some complaints from his future in-laws.
Zhu Yongnian wanted to give the job in the yamen to his eldest brother, but he was only in his thirties and had to find some work for himself.
The appearance of Han Zeyu was like a timely rain, which not only solved his predicament, but also solved the livelihood problems of his entire family.
Han Zeyu was going to build a medicinal garden outside Beijing, and he planned to take his second cousin and his family with him.
The farm needs someone to manage it. Zhu Yongnian worked in the government office for twenty years. Even after retirement, his experience and connections are still there, so managing the farm is definitely no problem for him.
Change the person in charge every few years to avoid breeding some termites.
Cousin Ze'an has been working diligently over the years, delving into the cultivation and growth of medicinal herbs, and his lilac has performed well.
Han Zeyu can't tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes because it will hurt.
But it doesn’t matter if your fingertips slip, because it doesn’t hurt.
As long as they don't cross the line, Han Zeyu is actually very tolerant of his subordinates.
The farm is managed by Zhu Yongnian, and the medicine garden is looked after by my elder sister.
Su Shinian has been running Huimin Hall for twelve years. He can’t be said to be very experienced, but he is not someone who can be fooled around.
She gets a share of the dividends from the medicinal materials business, and she lives a pretty comfortable life.
The child doesn't have to worry about his future as long as he has his uncle.
After Wang Tong passed the imperial examination and became a scholar, he got a job at Qingshan Academy and finally settled down at the age of thirty.
Su Shien and others arrived in Qingshan County, had a simple rest for one night, and went to the banquet as mascots the next day.
Not only the fifth-rank officials in Beijing, but even the local county magistrates and judges all rushed to curry favor with him and give him gifts.
Among this group of people was Su Yunzhu’s father-in-law, who had been the only son in the family for three generations.
Su Yunzhu pursed her lips. At this age, she was still hovering at the eighth rank. She couldn't even get ahead when giving gifts. She was far behind her brother.
Of course, it’s even worse than Su Shien.
Thinking of this, Su Yunzhu's mood suddenly became subtle.
The good-for-nothing brother who had been inseparable from her by pulling her hair, tugging her collar and fighting because of a portrait, actually had such good fortune.
I have to say, fate is really playing tricks on us!
Life was pretty good after marriage, as she married a good man, but her in-laws' family was too corrupt.
Especially that biased old woman. Whenever Su Yunzhu saw her, she would think of the stillborn child.
After Su Yunzhu recovered, she gave birth to two children in succession. Now she has both a son and a daughter, but she has lost her vitality and looks much more haggard.
Su Shinian is four years older than her. He has sufficient energy and is in good spirits. He looks a lot younger.
Now Su Yunzhu would subconsciously avoid her and didn't want to stand with her, for fear of being compared with her.
Looking at her smiling father and Su Shien who was the center of attention, she had only one hope in her heart, that is, that her husband could pass the imperial examination.
Mrs. Su Wang felt bad when she saw her daughter's lonely expression.
She only hopes that her son-in-law can do better, even if it means he can get a third-class Jinshi degree. She will pay for the future of her child and only hopes that he can stay as far away from the Zhang family as possible.
Han Zeyu sat with Tiezhu and others. The table was full of food, so the dishes were served in soup bowls.
Han Zeyu said he wouldn't ask for favors, so he wouldn't even glance at the gift account.
Han Zeyu wielded his chopsticks very quickly and ate with great gusto.
It was just small change, he didn't care, his family owned a mine, he was a man of high moral character, he treated money like dirt, he...
The housekeeper came over carrying a wooden box, bent down, and asked respectfully, "Madam, Madam, I asked this old servant to bring you the gift money and the gift account. Would you mind taking a look?"
"Oh my! I already said I don't want it. We're family, so we shouldn't have different opinions. Grandma is so reserved. Well, you can put the box here!"
Han Zeyu sighed helplessly. He really declined, but he had never refused. It was hard to refuse such a kind invitation, and he couldn't bear to reject the kindness of his elders.
Tiezhu said straightly, "Master, I think you are a bit pretentious."
Honest advice may be unpleasant to the ears but may be beneficial to one's conduct, and good medicine may be bitter but may be beneficial to one's actions. Han Zeyu seriously reflected on Tiezhu's words.
"Who said it wasn't? It's all my fault. I was originally going to teach you how to get money from the Bo Mansion, but now I think I'll give up. I can't make the same mistake over and over again."
Tiezhu said aggrievedly, "Master, I was wrong. Please don't hold grudges against me."
Han Zeyu pulled off a big chicken leg and stuffed it into Tiezhu's mouth.
"You're not wrong. You just like to tell the truth. You're not wrong at all."
Zhao Xun calmly handed the remaining half bowl of chicken soup to Tiezhu and said, "Drink it. Let the original soup dissolve into the original food."
Woo woo woo, Tiezhu was so moved that he was speechless. His husband was so good to him!
Su Shien thought he would smile until his face became stiff, but until the banquet was over, he didn't find anyone who needed him to smile to please.
This is the benefit brought by power. Everyone only thinks that he is young and promising, but they don’t know that marrying the right husband is the secret to saving him half his life’s struggle.
It is said that marrying a virtuous wife will bring prosperity to three generations.
Maybe because they had no offspring, Yu Ge'er transferred all his skills to him.
Under the candlelight, the couple still sat on the bed as they did before, counting money and looking at the gift account together.
"When do we leave?"
"Any explanation?"
Su Shien pondered and said, "If I go back early, I can catch His Majesty's fortieth birthday. If I go back late, I can avoid it."
Han Zeyu was stunned for a moment. It turns out there is such a saying.
In the future, you will have to make a living under the emperor's feet, so it is not good to deliberately delay time.
Su Shien and others had reasons for being late. They were just ordinary people and could not make it to the emperor's birthday banquet even if they ran their legs off.
But Han Zeyu's speed was so fast that there was only one reason why he couldn't catch up, and that was that he did it on purpose.
The emperor did not mention this matter specifically, nor did he let Ma Zhao hint at it. Did he really not care, or did he want to see how Han Zeyu would perform?
What do you think about an emperor who is in his forties and looks like a young girl? What kind of expectations do you have for him?
"Then I'll go back first. It would be better if you go back later, so you can avoid suspicion."
Su Shien nodded in agreement. After all, he was promoted too quickly, which made him prone to criticism, so it would be better for him to stay out of the spotlight.
The emperor’s birthday is definitely the most anticipated, so let’s leave the opportunity for others to compete with each other!
The main thing is that he doesn't know what to give. How about giving His Majesty the outline of the new storybook so that he can take a look?
"By the way, what gift do you want to give?"
Han Zeyu casually asked, "What does the emperor like?"
Su Shien uttered one word decisively: "Money!"
Han Zeyu was speechless. He was so direct. No wonder he and the emperor had a common language. It turned out that they had the same interests.
"Let me think about it. Is there any decent gift that doesn't cost money?"
Su Shien was speechless. You two really complement each other as king and minister.
He suddenly remembered the emperor's hobby of rewarding his subjects with calligraphy, which was really economical and decent.
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