Ninefold Purple

Knowing that Song Mo was making her happy, Dou Zhao couldn't help but burst out laughing, and told Su Xin: "Remember what the son said, and you will remember every word that Princess Ningde said to the son. Count it clearly, let's see how many words Princess Ningde said to the son, so that the son will not deceive people about the history of the war of resistance here!" But she was sighing in her heart, no wonder Mrs. Xuan Ninghou, her old friend in the previous life, said this. The daughter-in-law doesn't have any tricks, it's just an early warning and a late report. She took the role of a daughter-in-law to make friends with Princess Ningde, but she didn't expect to get such a heart-to-heart from her. This can be regarded as an unexpected gain!

Su Xin just laughed.

The lady also knows that the son is coaxing her, so the two of them will not be far away from the days of Qin Se and Ming!

She came in with Ganlu and helped Dou Zhao prepare the clothes for entering the palace tomorrow.

Song Mo originally wanted to ask Dou Zhao about the loan sharks, but seeing a few women rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the inner room, he swallowed his words and went to the study to practice calligraphy by himself. [

When he returned to the house, Dou Zhao was already ready.

A bright red shirt with sleeves hung on the hanger, a set of jeweled headgear inlaid with pearls the size of lotus seed rice was placed on the mirror stand, a pair of brand new dark green velvet embroidered shoes were placed on the embroidered pier, and on the side screen was a pair of Wearing a few coats of various colors, Dou Zhaozheng is sitting cross-legged on a nanmu bed wrapped in Fenghong. The room looks a bit messy, but there is an atmosphere that makes him feel peaceful, as if he has lived with Dou Zhao for many years No matter how shrewd and capable and organized Dou Zhao is, he can still see her confused and lazy side that is never known to others.

This kind of Dou Zhao made Song Mo feel real and... close.

He groomed hastily, and got on the kang contentedly.

Dou Zhao asked him: "A red seal of five taels of silver, is it much less?"

Song Mo saw a pile of Fenghong piled up in her hand, and asked in surprise, "Why do you have so many small bank notes?"

Dou Zhao glanced at him with a smile, and said, "Can't I have private money?"

Song Mo smiled awkwardly.Said: "How much money did you pack? I will ask Chen He to replenish it for you tomorrow."

"That's not necessary." Dou Zhao lowered his head and continued to wrap the bank note, "If you can't fill your own pockets, who is willing to host Zhongyi and do such a thankless thing?"

Song Mo couldn't help laughing.

He just handed over the inner courtyard of Yizhitang to Dou Zhao for management.

I didn't expect Dou Zhao to speak so interestingly.

He leaned on the kang and talked to Dou Zhao: "The annual expenditure is only a few thousand taels of silver, how can you fill your own pocket?"

"You don't understand." The man in front of him has such exquisite and beautiful eyebrows and eyes that even talking has become something pleasing to the eye, and Dou Zhao continued to talk nonsense with him, "This money has always been accumulated. The same is hawthorn candy. The taste from Nanjing is better than the one from Kyoto, but it is also eight yuan more expensive; the same is the blessing cake, but the one from Fujian is bigger than the one from Shandong. Although the taste is similar, it is more than [-] yuan more expensive. Money... isn't this silver?"

Song Mo was shocked: "You won't even withhold these few pennies, will you?"

"Am I such a disrespectful person?" Dou Zhao gave Song Mo an angry look. "How many people have saved tens of millions of wealth by saving money? What's more, this kind of thing of saving money from their own mouths - isn't it self-deducting themselves? Shads are on the market in April, and they are sold online in March. The price is more than double that of April; Liaodong rice is soft and glutinous, costing nine hundred pennies a stone, and Jiangnan indica rice is hard, seven hundred pennies a stone. When making porridge, use two bowls of Liaodong rice and one bowl of indica rice. When cooking, use Two bowls of indica rice and one bowl of Liaodong rice make porridge and rice delicious... After a year, there is also an income of 600 taels, and I take half of it to the bank to deposit. There is also an interest of 2000 cents a year I took the other half of the money and gave it to the cotton and tea dealers, but it was a [-]-cent profit. After two years, there was still one or two thousand taels of silver...how is it not money?" She said .His expression was a little dazed, and he remembered the scene when he first married in Jining Houfu.

Song Mo felt sad when he heard it.

Dou Zhao is a rich lady raised in a deep boudoir.To eat porridge and rice, you need to mix two kinds of rice. What kind of day is it that you can force such a way...

He decided not to ask about the usury anymore. [

If this can reassure Dou Zhao and make Dou Zhao happy, why not do it?

In the honorable family in Kyoto, who doesn't do this or that to subsidize the family?His wife is just lending usury, what's the big deal?

He kicked off his shoes and got off the kang, half squatting on the footsteps of the nanmu bed.

"Shougu," Song Mo said seriously, "I'll give you another 5000 taels of silver every year, and you can use it however you want, okay?"

He tilted his head slightly, staring at Dou Zhao, his dark jade-like eyes seemed to be soaked in water, like the surface of a clear lake, reflecting her shadow.

Dou Zhao was stunned, and immediately understood what he meant.

Her eyes suddenly became moist.

She has never been afraid of giving, but sometimes, when you give, others take it for granted. No matter how open-minded she is, she will be hard-pressed, let alone she is not an open-minded person.

She also has the vanity of wanting to be admired, to be appreciated.

Dou Zhao was a little excited, and there was still a shyness in his heart that he didn't know where he had gone for a long time, and he became a little embarrassed, half concealing, half caring: "You have raised so many people, and it is time when you are short of money. 5000 taels of silver can be used to support ten highly skilled guards, you should keep it for yourself, if I am short of silver, I will ask you for it.”

Song Mo is a smart man, and he is good at observing facial expressions. He puts all his heart on Dou Zhao, and he can't see Dou Zhao's emotions.He thought of the agitation when they first met, of her decisiveness when saving him, and of her calmness and rationality when she agreed to his marriage proposal... He suddenly realized that Dou Zhao is a person who is strong when he meets the strong, but if What about being weak... He couldn't help but feel like a drum beating.

"Now that I'm married and have my own small family, the affairs of the inner court will naturally have to be separated from the outer court." He looked at Dou Zhao with a smile, although his expression was a little casual, but somehow Dou Zhao felt Seeing that he seemed to be examining himself, he was still a little nervous, "You are good at housekeeping, I will give you more money, and treat it as our private money." He laughed, "I always want Henan Master Ou, a famous iron smelter, helped me make a lance imitating the famous generals of the Sui and Tang Dynasties. Unfortunately, my mother thought it was too dangerous and refused to agree, and I never had the opportunity to do this. I will give you the money, and you will keep it for me. When the time comes I've got the handle ready."

Boys seem to love these things.

Such as famous swords, such as good horses.

Dou Zhao always thought this was a good thing.

Compared with being an opera singer in Liyuan or spending a lot of money in Bada Hutong, this kind of hobby is very different, and it can also strengthen your body.Longevity.

She agreed without hesitation, but after agreeing, she realized that since Mrs. Jiang disagreed, it can be seen that the matter of beating a gun cannot be accomplished overnight, and there may be some embarrassing things.

Dou Zhao couldn't help asking: "What are the conditions for fighting a lance?"

"It just takes a lot of time. It costs a lot of money." The moment Dou Zhao agreed to him, he knew that he had found the right method. , only genuine concern.Song Mo suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said with a smile, "For example, a lance is three feet long, and a high-quality Populus euphratica is needed. But this Populus euphratica grows in the borderlands, and it grows slowly. Straight. It’s not so easy to find... It’s all secondary. I’ve been fond of wielding knives and guns since I was a child. But my uncle thinks it’s easy to leave calluses on my hands. He became wary, so he asked me to practice inner martial arts," he said, showing his palm to Dou Zhao, it was really crystal clear, like a jade carving, not to mention cocoons, even a scar, Dou Zhao thought Even more delicate and soft than my own hands, "My mother was afraid that if I got a lance, I would practice lance instead and waste my internal strength, so she didn't agree to give me a lance."

Since Dou Zhao agreed to Song Mo, he would naturally help him do it. Whether this is the case or not, she will know as soon as she inquires.

She didn't want Song Mo to be in danger in Azeroth.

He was the one she had worked so hard to keep. [

Looking at his thin clothes, she couldn't help asking: "Is the mattress on the kang soft? Do you want to sleep on the bed?"

"Okay!" Song Mo jumped up with an unconcealable joy on his face.

Dou Zhao was embarrassed.

She just cared about him, and didn't have... other meanings... But explaining it at this time, not only seems to be trying to cover up, but also seems a bit hypocritical.

Dou Zhao's face was burning hot, and he was about to make room for Song Mo, when Su Xin's voice came from outside the door: "My lord, madam, the Duke is back, and sent someone to send a message for you two to come over. "

Song Mo and Dou Zhao were both stunned, and Song Mo's brow flashed with displeasure, and he said "Got it", and ordered Su Xin to come in and help Dou Zhao change his clothes.

Dou Zhao was secretly relieved.

As she got out of bed and changed her clothes, she asked Song Mo, "Do you know what's going on?"

Song Mo thought for a while, and said, "Maybe I heard the news that the emperor asked me to take you into the palace tomorrow. Tao Qizhong didn't come back so soon."

Dou Zhao nodded.

If the emperor turned his anger on Song Mo, he could punish Song Mo a bit. Since Song Mo took her into the palace, it was probably a gift.

Once she gained the approval of the Empress Dowager or the Empress Dowager, unless she corrupted her family and was caught on the spot, the British Duke would never be able to force Song Mo to divorce his wife. Song Yichun should understand this very well and should be very worried.

Dou Zhao and Song Mo went to Xixiangyuan.

In the Osmanthus Fragrance Courtyard in September, although the fragrance of the courtyard is no longer full, the sweet-scented osmanthus trees are still full of greenery.

Song Yichun didn't know where he drank and came back. Although he had washed and washed, he still couldn't hide the drunkenness on his body.

After Song Mo and Dou Zhao saluted him, his eyes flickered, his expression looked a little strange, and he said slowly: "I have already decided to marry the eldest daughter of Huatang, the commander of Weizhou Weidu, as my successor, and I will marry you in a few days." I will make up my mind that if you are fine, I will help you take care of things at home." The last sentence was addressed to Song Mo.

Both Song Mo and Dou Zhao were very shocked, but they didn't show any strange expressions. Qi Qi respectfully responded, asking Song Yichun if he had anything to say, and if there was nothing wrong, they would leave first.

Song Yichun was a little disappointed.

My own son, at any time, always looks like the mountain collapses in front of him without changing his face, and he doesn't know what can surprise him.

He was a little embarrassed.

But the calmness of his daughter-in-law Dou surprised him very much.

Looking at her like that, she should be a smart person. Doesn't she know her intention to continue marrying Fahrenheit?

Thinking of these, some hope rose in his heart.

If his daughter-in-law dared to intervene in his affairs, he would be able to take away her wife's position on the grounds of unfilial piety.

What can a wife of a son who does not have the position of wife have no confidence in the first place?

Song Yichun smiled complacently again.

Sisters and brothers, add more to send, it’s the end of the month, please ask for a pink ticket!

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