Chapter 1444 The Money I Saved Is Gone

Xuemei stood up and said, "Great, great! She actually abandoned my daughter and ran away. It's just one family that did this. Several families just ran away. She still wants to hide in the capital. No way."

Xuemei was so angry that she wanted to settle the score with her husband.

Old Mrs. Jiang watched her daughter-in-law walk away in anger. She was illiterate, but she knew what happened from the few words she heard. She slapped her thigh hard and said, "What a sin."

She asked her sons to write letters back, but the eldest sons actually left Jiang Miao and ran away. How could they be so stupid? If they really called Miao Miao, she would definitely return to Beijing. The family was in a dilemma, and the youngest son was heartbroken.

Jiang Sheng was squeezed by his wife and gasped, "Okay, okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have left the painting. I shouldn't have let them think I was easy to talk to. It's all my fault."

He was also very angry that he had lost his daughter. He already had some distance from his eldest brother's children, and when he thought of the hardships he had experienced in the past, his heart towards them became completely cold.

Xuemei said, "No one from Zhoujia Village has fled to Beijing. There are no New Year gifts this year. What is there to send?"

"We listen to you. Everyone in the family listens to you."

Xuemei finally calmed down a little.

At the Zhou family, Zhulan and Zhao were chatting, and Zhao said, "No one from the Dong family went to Beijing either."

She thought she would meet the Dong family.

Zhu Lan was not surprised, "Mr. Dong is still alive, the Zhou family has not moved, the Dong family will not leave first."

In recent years, the relationship with the Dong family has not been close. After the Dong family split up, the eldest branch was very good at dealing with people. Now that Chang Lian and Dong are not in the capital, they dare not visit them rashly.

Zhao said, "Yushuang wrote back and asked me to help find a medicine dealer."

"Are the medicinal herbs grown from the Drifting Maple available for sale?"

"Not yet. They want to find a good drug dealer in advance to avoid delays."

Zhulan, "Drug dealer, are you preparing for a variety of medicinal materials for the future?"

"It should be. It looks like growing medicinal herbs will be profitable this year."

Zhulan asked, "Do you know any drug dealers?"

Zhao nodded, "Someone I know."

Zhulan nodded. The quantity planted now is small. If the quantity is large in the future, she can go to the royal merchant. But it is too early to think about it now. At present, Liufeng is just an experiment and there is no scale yet.

Zhao was very happy that her son-in-law had found a way out for the people. Her husband said that as long as the business was developed and did not affect the local arable land, her son-in-law's contribution would be considerable.

In the Ministry of Rites, Lord Liu drank tea happily, "The tea here is still delicious."

"I haven't seen you bring tea since my child got engaged. Not only did you not bring tea, but you also used my two meals. Don't you think you've gone too far?"

Lord Liu poured himself another cup, "We are relatives."

Chang Yi chuckled twice. He had tried to please him a lot in the past, and now he was trying hard to get it back. "Do you know what I envy most about my father?"

Lord Liu was still quite curious, "What are you jealous of?"

Chang Yi, "I envy my father's taste in choosing a son-in-law. My eldest brother-in-law's paintings are worth a lot of money now. My father doesn't even need to ask, my eldest brother-in-law will give him a painting from time to time."

After a pause, he continued, "My younger brother-in-law is even more so. Antiques and calligraphy and paintings are not presented to him every year or festival. Of all the gifts given to my brother-in-law by the palace, half will definitely be presented to my father. Do you think I should be jealous?"

Lord Liu, "I am very optimistic about your eldest son-in-law. Don't worry, your eldest son-in-law will respect you."

Chang Yi smiled with a fake smile, "I hope my son-in-law will respect me more. Do you think this wish can be realized?"

Lord Liu felt that the tea was no longer fragrant. His younger son wanted to honor his father-in-law, so where could good things come from? It could only be from the Liu family’s warehouse.

Chang Yi continued, "Why don't you drink anymore? Keep drinking. It's okay. I'll have a son-in-law to honor me in the future."

Lord Liu, "Today's tea is a bit bitter."

Chang Yi took it and took a sip, "No, it's very sweet."

Lord Liu couldn't drink his tea anymore. "I have something else to do first."

Why did he feel so uneasy? Why was he forced by his wife to honor his mother-in-law? How could his younger son also honor his father-in-law? Thinking about how his younger son was trying to please his future brother-in-law, he felt so heartbroken.

Changyi was not joking, he would remember to wait for the future.

Time passed quickly, and the grassland tribes were confused. The northwest assembled troops too quickly, and they thought they could kill the enemy by surprise, but in the end they were killed and had to flee in panic.

There was a large army chasing us from behind and an ambush in front of us.

The border defenses in the northwest were not breached. Instead, people in the alliance defected one after another, poisoning, burning food and grass, and ambushes appeared one after another.

The good news from the northwest kept coming into the capital, but the emperor showed no joy, because everything was as expected.

The Emperor looked at the map of the coastline and asked, "General Hou said that the ships of several nearby countries have already left?"

Li Zhao replied, "Yes, the ships that have frequently invaded our waters recently have left."

Your Majesty, "This is to get a piece of the pie."

Zhou Shuren breathed a sigh of relief. The imperial court really couldn't afford to fight on three fronts. The war wasn't over yet, and the money spent every day was enormous. This didn't even include the post-war relief money. All the money he had worked so hard to save for so many years was gone.

Moreover, most of the navy is guarding the shipping lanes in the south, and Pinggang’s navy really cannot withstand the combined efforts of several countries.

The emperor did not relax. "Pass the order down. Patrols in the sea area must not be relaxed."

The emperor is now unable to continue the naval battle, otherwise, however, the emperor is not in a hurry, he will fight steadily, and he has remembered the current test.

In the mountain village, Rongchuan has completely relaxed. Two days ago, his father's personal soldiers contacted the leader of the death squad. There are 2,500 personal soldiers, which is half of his father's 5,000 personal soldiers.

When my father abdicated, most of his personal soldiers were handed over to my elder brother. Only 5,000 men were left, and my father sent out half of them. You can see how anxious he was.

The leader of the death squad also relaxed. The emperor's personal soldiers had arrived, so he didn't have to think of ways to continue to transfer manpower.

Xue Han looked at the soldiers stationed there and felt relieved. The fetal position became more stable. "When do we set off?"

"We will set off tomorrow. We are now protected by our father's personal guards. As long as we are careful of assassinations, we will be able to reach the capital safely."

According to the news brought by his personal soldiers, the grassland tribes were defeated step by step. The Northeast had already driven the invading tribes out of the country and was pursuing them. There should be no assassins continuing to target him, but he had to be very careful, as the final counterattack would be even more crazy, so it is better to be safe than sorry.

Qizhou City, the flood in Qizhou has receded, and refugees are leaving the city one after another. Shizhou was the first to return to normal, followed by Qizhou.

Chang Lian watched the people clear the mud from the fields, "This year's food."

The flood has passed, but the impact of the disaster has not ended. The granaries in Qizhou were burned, and the food for disaster relief had to be borrowed. Now there is a severe food shortage.

The prefect, wearing a cloak, said, "The court doesn't have any extra food for us now."

Chang Lian sighed, "Yes, the war is not over yet and food is tight."

The prefect frowned. He thought about asking Chang Lian to write a letter to inquire the Minister of Revenue, but he gave up the idea after a moment's thought.