Gu Residence —
My grandson, who had been away from home for two months, has finally returned home.
Old Mrs. Xu instructed the cook to prepare a large table of dishes that her grandson loved.
Something's not right.
Something's not right.
"Old woman, something terrible has happened!"
While his grandson went back to the room to take a bath, Grandpa Gu approached his wife with a look of great unease, muttering to himself. Something seemed very wrong.
"Go away, I think you're the one who's acting strange."
Old Mrs. Xu looked disgusted and gestured for the old man to stay away from her.
Grandpa Gu looked aggrieved; he was serious, his grandson was really not normal.
He originally wanted to go over and check if his grandson was injured, but even through the door, he could hear the brat humming a tune.
As soon as he heard that, he realized something was wrong.
No one knows Sun better than his grandfather. The last time his sixth son acted this way, it was because the Gu family business had been recovered, and he was happily humming a tune. What is he doing this time?
It has to be said that the old man was right, and Mrs. Xu took it to heart. Her grandson was indeed a bit strange.
As the saying goes, those closest to you are the first to notice changes in you.
The change in Gu Liulang could not be hidden.
After he bathed and changed his clothes, the servants invited him to dine in the flower hall, where he inevitably received special attention from the two elders.
Some things just can't be hidden.
The same applies to the Commandant's Office.
Both sets of parents were delighted and, without prior arrangement, decided to hold the wedding at the end of the year.
The two lovers, in their respective rooms, tossed and turned, unable to sleep for a long, long time...
With the addition of silver, Qingyao's letters were delivered by fast horse in about five days to the residences of Wu Qingsong and Wu Qingyun.
The contents of the letters were largely the same, with only slight differences in the salutations and other details.
For example, Qingyao knew her second brother was rich, so at the end of the letter she played the victim, pitifully saying that she had run out of pocket money.
I hope my second brother and sister-in-law will have the mercy to help their younger sister.
Knowing that her third brother was an official with a limited salary, she didn't ask him for pocket money, but instead asked her third sister-in-law for embroidery patterns from Nanjing.
Fangfang and Miaoyun, the two sisters-in-law, naturally agreed to their sister-in-law's request.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Qingsong is now extremely wealthy, if not incredibly rich.
He gave his younger sister some pocket money. After discussing it with his wife, he counted out a few large-denomination banknotes, some small-denomination banknotes, and a box of loose silver.
Fangfang had no complaints. She even made a special appointment with her third brother and sister-in-law to go to the Treasure Pavilion and pick out some clothes and jewelry, which she included in her reply.
The镖局 (escort agency) that delivers the message has many familiar镖师 (bodyguards/escorts), so they are not afraid of losing the goods.
As the hot summer draws to a close, the cool autumn breeze blows gently, and the fields stretch as far as the eye can see with golden waves of wheat.
The grains grown by every household have reached harvest season, and the persimmon trees planted by every household in Yunshui County are laden with fruit.
Almost every household would split one end of a long bamboo pole to make a net, and then use the pole to easily pick the ripe persimmons.
"Your Highness, please try some. Our persimmon tree is a hundred-year-old tree, planted by my great-great-grandfather..."
"Thank you very much, fellow villager. I'll accept your thanks."
Jiang Yue was dressed casually and kept a low profile, so it was quite unexpected that she was recognized.
However, these bright yellow persimmons feel soft to the touch, and when you break them open, a sweet aroma wafts out.
"These persimmons look delicious; they must taste wonderful."
As he spoke, he squeezed open the persimmon flesh, took a bite, and mmm, sweet!
"This person should try some too; there's plenty more on the tree that's delicious."
The old man who owned the house was delighted to hear this. He squinted his eyes and used a pole to pick a few more persimmons from the tree.
"Thank you, fellow villager."
Just as Aunt Ge handed the clean handkerchief to her master, a thought struck her, and after thanking him, she accepted the persimmon.
Indeed, the persimmons from the villager's persimmon tree were much redder than those from the princess's mansion.
Jiang Yue ate a persimmon and felt full. While washing her fingers with water, she casually asked:
"Fellow villager, are you home alone? Where are your children?"
"Your Highness, I only have one son. Under the previous governor's rule, my family has been dirt poor all these years. What girl would be willing to marry my son?"
My wife, she fell ill from overwork in her younger years and passed away long ago.
Now that you've come to Yunshui County, we common folk are living a good life. Look, my son's gone to work in the fields. This year, our two mu of land will yield about a hundred jin of wheat. My son and I will have a good New Year..."
The old man brought out a long bench from the house, and sat on a small stool, replying to the old man while expressing his deepest gratitude.
Jiang Yue nodded. She exempted Yunshui County from taxes for three years, and any family that was diligent enough would not starve.
Looking around this villager's yard, the old man had made room for planting vegetables everywhere.
Besides the thriving vegetables, she also saw two chickens wandering around.
Following the princess's gaze, Aunt Ge asked at just the right moment:
"Grandpa, what do you usually feed these chickens?"
"The anonymous bookstore has so many books on agriculture. Although I can't understand them, the owner is really kind. He takes time every month to educate us ordinary folks about this kind of knowledge..."
At this point, the old man became visibly emotional, praising the anonymous bookstore incessantly.
Aunt Ge covered her mouth and chuckled. If the old lady knew that the owner behind this bookstore was also a princess, she probably wouldn't be able to leave today and would be dragged down for a meal by the enthusiastic old lady!
After the old man finished speaking with lingering enthusiasm, Jiang Yue took her leave at the opportune moment.
As they were leaving, the old man, unable to refuse their hospitality, picked a basket of persimmons and handed them to the two of them.
"It's just a small token of my appreciation, I hope you won't refuse."
"Thank you, sir."
Aunt Ge accepted the persimmons, waved her hand, and continued to visit the next village with the princess.
"Persimmons are delicious, but one shouldn't overindulge. Everything in the world has its counterpart. When we get back, have Yao Yao and her uncle draft a notice and post it out..."
“Master is right.”
Aunt Ge will always trust and support her master...
Not long after, the old man returned home and started cooking.
Just as the food was almost ready, my son finally came home.
"father--"
"I'm back~"
"Hey, Qiangzi's back. He seems a bit early today. The food's just started cooking. Let it simmer a little longer; it'll taste better when it's crispy at the bottom."
"Hmm, Dad, do we have guests?"
"Here it is! Guess who it is?"
"Could they be government officials?"
"Pretty much, it's the Princess."
"Oh, Father, why don't you invite the Princess to have dinner at home?"
"Who is the Princess? It's already a miracle that she's willing to talk to Father patiently for a while. Her time is so precious!"
"That's true."
......
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com