The prosperous shops on East Street, the stores in the East and West Markets, the courtyards with five or seven entrances, and the farms covering thousands of acres on the outskirts of the city.
There are also salt fields by the sea and pastures outside the city.
A group of two hundred people, a pile of gold, silver, jade, collectibles, calligraphy and paintings, and rare books.
Gold, silver and the like are actually the least conspicuous.
What really shocked everyone was a horse farm in the northwest.
There are vast grasslands, thousands of horses, and hundreds of retired veterans.
Tsk tsk, if Zhao Qingyun had the means and sent people to the northwest to manage the business properly, he would surely reap great rewards.
Later, news came out that Zhao Qingyun had a younger brother who was serving in the army in the northwest and was promoted to captain at the age of fifteen!
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The only remaining inheritance of the Huo family was not obtained by Duke Cheng'en, and it was completely taken away by the Zhao family.
Now, many powerful families finally realized that—
Han Jiaojiao is not only a sickly person who cannot be beaten or scolded, she is also a wealthy woman with countless assets.
It might be a bit of an exaggeration to say that she was rich enough to rival a country, but her dowry alone was enough for the Zhao family and three generations of their descendants to live a life of luxury.
"Humph! There may not be any descendants."
"That's right, Han Jiaojiao vomits blood all the time. The Zhao family might have to hold a funeral right after a wedding."
"By then, the Queen Mother and the Saint will be furious. Forget about the dowry. I'm afraid even the lives of my entire family will be at stake!"
A group of regretful families were unwilling to admit their past blindness - they failed to recognize Mount Tai and mistook pearls for the eyes of a dead fish, so they couldn't help but say some sour words.
Unfortunately, the facts soon slapped them in the face.
Han Jiaojiao married into the Zhao family with a grand wedding. She did not fall ill and did not vomit blood.
The next day, although she was sick, she looked radiant and went to the palace with her husband to express her gratitude.
In the following days, the Zhao family occasionally summoned the imperial physician, but there was no news that Han Jiaojiao was "seriously ill".
"Impossible! How could she be living so well?"
The stepmother couldn't sit still anymore.
During this period of time, she was eager to see Han Jiaojiao make a fool of herself.
If the wedding day was the first day and someone had to call in the imperial physician, that would be really fun.
As a result, there was no result at all.
I heard that the Queen Mother was very satisfied, and the old widow of the Zhao family was also very kind.
The stepmother was so angry.
He also secretly ordered people to make a little doll, which sat in a small Buddhist temple. Instead of reciting scriptures, it kept cursing.
On the day of returning home on the third day, the stepmother deliberately called Han Mingzhu's fiancé Cheng Wulang as well.
In the eyes of the stepmother, Cheng Wulang is a son of a wealthy family and the most impressive.
Moreover, he admired Han Mingzhu's talent and was very attentive to her.
Comparing with such a well-matched and harmonious future couple, Zhao Qingyun, who came from a farming family and had become rich suddenly from poverty, would definitely be outshined.
However, the fact is——
Cheng Wulang does admire Han Mingzhu, but he also has the pride of being a son of a noble family and the dignity of being a man.
He was polite and respectful to Han Mingzhu, and treated her much better than ordinary men.
But Zhao Qingyun was different. He took great care of Han Jiaojiao and was very careful with her.
He asked about others' well-being, served them more food... He did not perform many details deliberately, but did them very naturally.
He did not dislike Han Jiaojiao's illness and frequent coughing, but his eyes were full of concern and heartache.
Everyone even vaguely felt that Zhao Qingyun seemed to really enjoy taking care of Han Jiaojiao.
"Is he still a man? How can he be so attentive to a woman?"
The men are all angry.
"Is he still a man, so considerate and gentle to his wife?"
Women are all envious.
Of course, there are also women who are hard to stand, such as the stepmother.
She was envious and jealous, and secretly cursed: "What are you proud of? Even if a man is gentle and considerate to you because of your status, your mother-in-law won't tolerate you!"
Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are natural enemies.
Not to mention strangers who are not related by blood, even the stepmother and the duke's wife are aunt and niece.
Before marrying into the Han family, the Duke's wife treated the stepmother as her own daughter and tried her best to match her with Han Chong.
After his step-wife got married, he and Han Chong had a sweet time for a year or two.
At this time, the Duke's wife began to dislike the stepmother.
She wouldn't do it openly, but she would always cause trouble for her stepmother in some unseen ways.
After Han Jiaojiao returned to Beijing, the stepmother was punished twice. The Duke's wife pleaded for mercy on the surface, but still took the opportunity to punish the stepmother.
The stepmother finally understood that as long as there was a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship, even aunt and niece who were as close as mother and daughter could develop hatred.
If this is the case with relatives, let alone strangers.
The stepmother was eagerly waiting for the Zhao family to make a joke about the war between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law.
One day, two days, one month, two months... until the Dragon Boat Festival in May, the Zhao family was very harmonious.
Gu and Han Jiaojiao, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, were even seen going out together to have tea and worship Buddha.
That intimate look didn't look like a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law at all, more like a real mother and daughter...
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