The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 228 Only She Understands (1)
"Xia Xia, are you wood? My heart for you..."

"Stop, stop!" Su Xiazhi wanted to laugh when he looked at him with a painful expression!

Hearing his gritty words without stuttering, Su Xiazhi hastily made a stop gesture: "First of all, Xia Xia is only called by my family's scholar, you have to call me sister!"

"Furthermore, my sister is married. If you, a kid who loves your sister, can't help but go crazy, please say hello to your own sister! Don't talk nonsense to me, I'm afraid I can't help it!"

"Really?" Jiang Wen didn't move, and his body had already floated in front of Su Xiazhi. He lowered his head and looked into her eyes and asked coquettishly, "You can't help it? Did you finally see that I am more talented than a scholar?" okay?"

"I'm thinking too much, sir!" Su Xiazhi curled her lips, and pushed away the beautiful boy who moved her so much, she felt dizzy and her heart beat...

"I'm afraid you'll be sloppy again, so I can't help but beat you to death!" She said viciously.

"Alas..." After a long sigh of resentment, Jiang Wen said, "What a cruel person!"

"Tell me, what's the matter with you?" This thing always wants to talk to him when he has nothing to do, and even always doubts his identity, so Su Xiazhi is always careful when talking to him.

"It's over here, I really should go back." Jiang Wen looked at her and said lightly.

Su Xiazhi stood face to face with him, listening to him continue without interrupting.

"I like my sister. You are very similar to her, so I like you too." Jiang Wen was not a little embarrassed to say such words to a married woman.

"Sure enough, she's a little kid with a love for her sister!" Su Xiazhi smiled. She had already noticed that the evildoer's feelings for her were strange and inexplicable. Now that he was willing to say that, she felt relieved for a while: " You are fine, but my sister already has a scholar, and he is narrow-minded, so from now on, you are no longer my concubine, you are free! Are you happy?"

"Hmph!" Jiang Wen said with a tense face, holding back a smile, "If you hadn't married him, then I would have dug a bigger hole and buried him in it!"

"..." To this answer, Su Xiazhi was speechless.

"Hold it." After Jiang Wen finished speaking, he touched and touched from his sleeve, and finally took out a bank note and handed it to her.

Su Xiazhi picked it up and saw that it was actually a face value of 1000 taels!
She immediately asked vigilantly, "Why do you give me money if you have nothing to do?"

"What's for you, it's a good idea!" The evildoer raised his head and said with his chin high: "I think you still have some business talents, so I voted for you for the 1000 taels. From now on, Your annual income will be counted as my share, and I will send someone to collect it by the end of the year!"

"..." The evildoer's words are unreliable, but he does things extremely safely. Su Xiazhi knows that he will never covet the income of his own workshop, and he will not just give himself 1000 taels of silver. After thinking about it , She nodded and accepted: "I will write you a note right away, and I will give you a share every year in the future. As for the share, I will figure it out at that time."

Jiang Wen nodded with a chuckle, turned around to leave, and suddenly turned back and asked, "Xia Xia, are you really not the same kind?"

"Go away, go back and ask your sister! She is the immediate boss of us people here!" Seeing that he still mistook himself for a ghost, Su Xiazhi pushed him out.

Early the next morning, when Su Xiazhi and Min Lansheng got up, Jiang Wen had already left Shanxia Village.

At the moment, he is sitting in an unremarkable carriage, with a big burden on his knees, inside there are pots and jars containing some spicy radish strips and spicy cabbage, dozens of pickled eggs and a few handfuls of vermicelli...all of them are Su Xiazhi hand made...

"Take care of your sister. If you really can't get along at home, come back to us. You won't starve to death..."

Thinking of the woman's jokes last night, Jiang Wen couldn't help laughing: "If there is no dead scholar, I will definitely do it..."

Entering the twelfth lunar month, I watched the Spring Festival approaching day by day.Now it is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Sitting at the small dining table in the kitchen, Su Xiazhi and Min Qinglan were peeling garlic and preparing to make laba vinegar, and the two of them were chatting alternately.

Gao Yue pushed the door with snowflakes on his body and broke in: "Sister-in-law, do you know..."

Seeing that Aunt Min's family was still sitting in the room, he immediately shut up.

"Tell me, it's about the Zhou family, right?" Su Xiazhi said lightly.

After hearing this, Min Qinglan didn't stop moving her hands, still peeling the garlic leisurely.

"I heard that Zhou Lizheng's family was ransacked this time, and the crime has already come out. He participated in the rebel's private creation of the almanac. They will all be exiled to northern Xinjiang!" Gao Yue looked at Su Xiazhi and said.

'Bada', the garlic clove in Min Qinglan's hand rolled to the ground, she raised her head in surprise and asked, "Exile?!"

The yellow calendar is also called the imperial calendar.As the name suggests, its content is an almanac of rules and content related to seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck.And it must be calculated and promulgated by Qin Tianjian. This point has been written into Daliang's law code, and no one can change it!

The reason why such strict laws have to be established is also based on the system of taxation and collection in Daliang.

To put it simply: one of the most important ways of collecting taxes in ancient times was to sell almanacs!

Regardless of farmers and merchants, they all have to pay taxes to Daliang.This tax can be paid in grain or silver.

When the family pays the annual taxes according to the head of the head, they will receive a new year's almanac issued by Qin Tianjian to prove that the family's taxes have been paid.

Therefore, the almanac is still an important tax certificate in Daliang.Therefore, the right to print the almanac has been firmly held by the royal family, and it is strictly forbidden for anyone in the private sector to make it privately!
And Zhou Lizheng was charged with 'creating the almanac'!This crime is indeed serious, so big that the Zhou family's family business that has been run for several generations fell apart overnight, and the house, land, and two shops operated in Ping County were all confiscated!

After Gao Yue finished the shocking news, he ran out. When the kitchen door was closing, Su Xiazhi caught a glimpse of the snow outside in the yard.

(End of this chapter)