"This is Zhuohua, my younger sister. She's coming to Dongzhou for a month to help Father manage the southern route of the eastward journey."
"Oh, Zhuohua, I remember you." Xu Shike suddenly realized.
The young marshal's wife, the daughter who married the best in the entire Xu family, saved the Xu family and the southern front of the Eastern Expedition. How could he not know that?
He just couldn't imagine how Xu Zhuohua, a daughter who was already married, could possibly be assigned to headquarters.
In other words, a married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl...
How could she possibly have gotten her hands on her mother's family property?
Xu Zhuohua nodded slightly and sweetly greeted, "Hello, Fourth Uncle."
Xu Shike was so stunned by Xu Zhuohua's beautiful face that she couldn't speak, "Um... umm."
Xu Jixin nudged him, "Fourth Uncle, Zhuohua lives in the house next door. Arrange for some skilled people to watch over the house."
Xu Shike came to her senses and said, "Okay, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of my niece."
As expected, she was a quick-witted and eloquent person who managed to bring Xu Zhuohua into her camp with just a few words.
Xu Jixin gave some more instructions, and then left near dusk.
In winter, apart from the trucks that transport goods, everyone else eats at sunset so they can hurry home afterward.
Hsu Shih-ke said that people's ear bones are brittle in winter and are prone to accidents. In addition, people tend to be lazy in the cold weather, so he simply doesn't take on so many urgent orders, and it doesn't matter how much he earns.
Xu Zhuohua nodded in agreement. After all, these workers are the basic means of production in the transportation industry, and since ancient times, those who win the hearts of the people win the world.
"Yes, Fourth Uncle has thought of everything very thoroughly."
Xu Shike scratched his head awkwardly, "These are all rules set by the boss. I'm just doing what he says."
Xu Zhuohua smiled and followed Xu Shike into the dining hall.
“My dad said that it’s most reassuring to hand over the headquarters to our own people. Fourth Uncle is the most shrewd and capable person in this generation. He often praises you in front of us siblings.”
Xu Shike was a shrewd person; how could he not tell whether Xu Zhuohua's words were true or false?
However, since Xu Zhuohua is now wearing the jade pendant, he has to listen to her. As long as she is not a capricious person, Xu Shike is happy to get along with her.
"Oh, that's just polite talk."
Xu Zhuohua spent about five or six days wandering around the headquarters and basically figured out the situation there.
Dongzhou produces a lot of grain, so most of the goods transported are grains such as wheat and millet. Moving and carrying them is very tiring, so a lot of workers are needed.
The wages offered by the Xu family were more reasonable than those for odd jobs outside, so many people liked to work for the Xu family.
This can be considered as solving the employment problem for local workers.
Besides grain, there were also porcelain, tea, cloth and other goods, making it virtually an Eastern Silk Road.
And it has already developed into a certain scale.
However, the transportation of munitions is very special, with a separate route. Each time munitions are transported, one of Liang Shaozun, Xu Jixin, and Cheng Muyun needs to be present to count them.
Moreover, the entire process needed to be kept secret, with a separate team providing escort. Of course, these people were not ordinary individuals; they were either Liang Shaozun's men or Cheng Muyun's personal guards.
Xu Zhuohua always felt that this was a huge bombshell, and that if it were discovered and exposed later, it would become the straw that broke Cheng Muyun's back.
Xu Zhuohua decided to change the strategy for transporting weapons.
However, before Xu Zhuohua could come up with a good solution, Cheng Muyun's letter arrived first.
She wrote a letter to Cheng Muyun as soon as she arrived in Dongzhou, and it should be delivered to Xinhai City soon.
Upon receiving Cheng Muyun's letter, Xu Zhuohua couldn't hide her joy. She carefully opened the envelope and took out the letter paper, still smelling of ink.
"Dear Sir Zhuohua, may I meet you?"
Only three days have passed since we parted, and I am already utterly heartbroken.
The word 'darling' is a foreign word. Do you know what it means?
Everything is fine at home. My mother has just recovered from a serious illness and has returned to her hometown to recuperate. My father is busy with official duties and is getting thinner.
This is due to missing one's mother.
I miss you dearly, like red beans symbolizing my longing, and I often sit by the window in a daze.
I deeply regret it. I am so busy with my affairs that I cannot leave immediately. I am like a newlywed wife waiting for her husband to join the army, longing for him with bated breath.
Alas.
Is the temperature in Dongzhou warm enough? Is the food suitable? Is the clothing appropriate? Spring is for covering up and autumn is for freezing, you must not be carefree and do whatever you want for a moment. You are delicate and weak, and your illness is my pain.
..."
Xu Zhuohua looked at the three densely packed sheets of paper. Apart from explaining the situation at home, Madam Cheng had returned to her hometown.
There were hardly any useful words in the entire passage; it was all Cheng Muyun's concern that Xu Zhuohua wasn't eating or dressing warmly enough, and he told her not to overwork herself and get sick.
Xu Zhuohua was both angry and amused, her fingers gently stroking the words "darling".
Darling, my dear.
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