Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 608 Shipbuilding (1)
Soaked in warm water, Qingli closed her eyes, thinking about the recent news that Muyang fell and was massacred. When the Great Zhou was in turmoil, it was not a good idea to establish a prince, but the third prince Yelu Churen had ambitions, and he was ambiguous with Yu Wenkun, and Qing Li couldn't figure it out now, what was that pervert thinking, Da Zhou Guan started a battle against him What's the benefit? Is he really planning to cooperate with Yuwen Kun to win Daqin?At the same time, kill two birds with one stone, let Chunyu know the danger, and then replace Da Zhou's army with his own?

Qingli felt that she had slept for a long time, and her irritability was gradually calmed down. When she opened her eyes and went out, she used the inner room to look outside the space. The sky was dark and it was time to light the lamp.

After coming out of the space, Qingli hugged the little white fox Yuyou and chatted for a few words, stroked its smooth and soft hair with her hands, looked at its little eyes with deep worry, and was suddenly a little moved. The two spirits in the space Beast, like her family, stayed with her through many difficult days.

"Miss, are you awake?"

Outside the door, Xiang Cao looked worried. Her young lady came back from the mansion of the General Protecting the Country, and she seemed not energetic, and her complexion suddenly became very bad. She thought it was a quarrel with the major general, and then the young lady locked herself in the room alone. , Said it was a rest, now the sky is dark, and the house is lit with white lanterns, the faint light is also pale and pale, looking penetrating.

"Well, I'm up."

Qingli asked Yuyou to enter the space and put more plasters. Now that the situation in the south is so bad, more medicinal materials need to be planted, and there is no need for those old and precious ones. Generally, they can be grown for a few years. The precious herbs in the medicine garden Harvest them all once, and plant common and scarce medicinal materials for nourishing blood and nourishing vitality.

"Miss, you can wash up and eat dinner. When it's time to go to bed, I have to accompany my wife to cry. How can I have strength when I'm hungry?"

After Vanilla entered the door, Malt also followed, holding a water basin in his hand, and scrubbing Qingli through a veil, with worried eyes, the death of the Empress Dowager had a huge impact on the house, and the banquet would be stopped within a month. Even the opera troupe in Kyoto cannot sing.

"I don't have much appetite, let the kitchen bring me a bowl of Yangchun noodles."

It was too hot, and after kneeling under the wall for an hour, Qingli was dizzy and felt a little better after sleeping, but when she thought of the greasy meat and yolk rice dumplings, she felt that she couldn't eat anymore, so she told Mai Ya to say , "Use clear soup and add some shredded chicken."

Qingli stood by the window and looked out, the sun was setting, and there was a blood-like sunset in the distant sky, painting a thick color on the dark sky. This kind of scenery may be beautiful to some people, but for her He said that what he thought of was his fourth uncle who was far to the south, Muyang City that had already been occupied and the people there.

After traveling through time, Qingli thought that she could be alone and live only for her family. However, over the years, she has helped others and was helped by many kind people. War is what these simple people fear most. It was a cruel thing that fell to the enemy and the people were massacred. It made her feel sad when she came from a peaceful age. She didn't see Mu Yang's tragic situation, but she could think about it.

In Mojia Village, when he treated Chunyu Wen for the first time, he saw that his back was full of scars, one after another, many of which were superimposed, and the original red and swollen color had faded, and gradually turned white. Major generals can do the same. As for ordinary soldiers, they don't get the best medical treatment, and they don't even get pensions when they die.The shopkeeper of the dim sum shop at home once went to the battlefield with his fourth uncle, and finally injured his leg. This is a great loss for the pillar of the whole family. How to live with the pension money?Would working hard for Da Zhou end up in poverty and loneliness for the rest of his life?She really wanted to do something for them.

Once Qingli's thought appeared, it became urgent, and she couldn't even suppress it. She didn't understand why she cared about these things. Perhaps, people in this era gave her too much warmth, and they always wanted to give something back. .

"Miss, the Yangchun noodles are ready, you can eat quickly."

Malt walked into the inner room, asked the red beans to light the oil lamp, and used a heat-insulating bamboo curtain of patterned and mixed colors as a cushion, placed the bowl of Yangchun noodles on it, and placed some side dishes.Almost everyone in the family had dinner, only my young lady still had an empty stomach.

"Sister Li, why don't I accompany my fourth aunt to weep in Zishi? Seeing that your complexion is not good, you should take a good rest."

Shen Bingyu has been taking care of the trivial matters in the mansion, and especially told the servants who guard the coffin shed outside the mansion to take turns every few hours, and the Imperial Forest Army will patrol in the middle of the night, if they see the incense burner or the ever-burning lamp go out, it is a serious crime.

"Sister Xiaoyu, let me go, I can't rest assured."

Qingli shook her head, turned around, and sat down at the table. The Yangchun noodles were still steaming, and she had no appetite to look at the steaming things in summer. She resisted and scooped up the soup with a spoon. The clear soup lacked water, and there was nothing special the taste of.

The oil lamp in the inner room was dim, and there was Shen Bingyu's shadow on the snow-white wall. She was looking down at the printed handkerchief on her hand, which was patterned with dark blue and yellow dots. There was a fluffy little yellow duck in the corner, Shen Bingyu I often look at the accounts at the cloth house. Recently, more and more supplies of the Yun family have been cut off. The Yun family has been suppressed in this way for a century. Is it really going to change in Dazhou? The queen mother must not die like the rumors outside.

"Recently, the business of our cloth shop has just improved. A lot of cloth has been collected and made into red and festive batik. Now the marriage is stopped within three months, and these cloths have to be stockpiled for three months..."

Shen Bingyu rubbed her forehead. After the Yun family ran out of stock, it wasn't that she didn't want to find other purchase channels, but the business here in the capital is not easy to do. Other people's cloth stores only need a very low cost to buy goods, and it's [-]% higher if you go by yourself. She once sent people to pretend to be buddies from other cloth houses, but they were all recognized. There were only a few people in the circle in the capital, and almost all of them knew each other.If the purchase price is high, the cloth shop will not be able to recover the cost at all. Since the owner of the store has printed and dyed, the printed and dyed wedding clothes have sold quite well, because the mandarin ducks made by printing and dyeing are much more realistic than the embroidered ones. There are also wedding tents, bed sheets and quilt covers, etc. Many well-to-do people order.

"It's not just the cloth shop, the flower shop should also be affected."

Banquets will be stopped within a month, and those rich families will rarely go out to avoid trouble, and no one dares to shoot at the muzzle. Those precious peonies are all bought as gifts for people to enjoy, as gifts, birthday gifts, one month There will be no business in the house, not only the two shops, but also the home furnishing shop, dim sum and roast chicken shops will also be affected.

(End of this chapter)