Chapter 2023: Going to drink northwest wind

"Also..." Shen Qingci clenched his fingers tightly. "There should still be some grain in Yipinxiang. When the grain was delivered, they all kept some of them."
"You will ask people along the way. If there are any, let them have some left. The others will be distributed to the surrounding people first, and the fields will be planted first."
Shen Qingci sat up straight.
"Daddy, I gave most of the food, and it should be able to be evened out. You ask him to get some more, although it is not much, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still a piece of meat."
"It's all, you can plant some land, or it's all, you can feed some people."
"it is good."
Brando Hengsi agreed to Shen Qingci, and he squeezed her face. He really liked this face that hadn't changed for decades, and he couldn't let it go.
"You remember to take the white eagle with you."
Shen Qingci pulled his arm, and then put it on his arm.
"Remember to communicate with me often."
He didn't know how far he would go, saying it was a few months, but Shen Qingci felt it all. Maybe she would have to wait a year or so for this one time.
So it's better to bring the white eagle. She can't see him, so she can only ask the white eagle to send her some letters.
it is good.
Brando Hengli smiled and said, I will naturally take it with me.
"Let Yi'er lend Fuyan to you."
Shen Qingci muttered to himself, it seemed that he was about to fall asleep, "Fu Yan's martial arts is good, he has Dong Bai in his hands, one person can be worth a hundred people, right..."
She stood up quickly again, she was still drowsy just now, but now she has lost even a little sleepiness.
"I'm going to make some fragrant beads."
Sometimes, a few fragrant beads are better than a bunch of people.
She hurriedly went to the front and back, and didn't even care about branding.
I was worried that I had to set off early in the morning of the second day. As a result, Shen Qingci always felt that something was not ready, so he was delayed until the third day.
"Tsk..."
Evergreen tut for a long time.
"Madam domineering!"
Chang Yi also nodded, quite domineering.
These are all things that have been pulled for them, and they have everything to eat and wear. Of course, Shen Qingci is overbearing. It is not these things. These things are worth a few silver.
But Shen Qingci directly took out a million taels of silver bills to Brand Hengsi.
It's not how they can eat and use.
Instead, prepare more silver, which will last a day. If these flowers are gone, you can also go to the nearest Yipinxiang for withdrawal.
His wife's hands that turned stones into gold, she is the only one in this world.
Fortunately, it was his son who married her. If he were replaced by someone else, he would not become the domineering master of someone else's house.
And for such a woman who would earn money and give birth to children, all the people in the capital were blinded, and they didn't even look at her.
It was also cheaper for his son, and it was also for their guards to follow along.
Changqing stretched out his hand and patted Fu Yan's shoulder.
"It will take you so hard this way."
"En," Fu Yan opened his eyes, "I spared no effort."
He clenched the Dongbai sword in his hand.
But if you say it is hard, you don't have to.
He would rather have encountered a few enemies outside, so that his Dongbai sword can be tough, and he would not stay in Beijing with Luo Yuyi and comb that lion every day.
He suddenly squeezed his hand.
His magical skill is considered a great achievement, and it just so happens that he wants to find someone to practice his fist.
He was also afraid that the road would be calm and there would be no chance for him to use it.
Therefore, he is not afraid of those who have bad intentions coming. What he is afraid of is that they dare not come.
At this time, a white eagle hovered down from the air, and then also stood on the top of their carriage, with a pair of paws clutching the carriage tightly, and standing there, closing his eyes and rejoicing.
"Let's go."
Branding played with the purse in his hand.
What's in it are the magic beads made by Shen Qingci.
It is indeed a rare and useful thing when going out.
"I see, son."
Changqing also got into the carriage, then took out the riding whip and flicked the horse, but when the horse hurt, he also ran forward.
Some dust was also splashed, and then quickly flooded.
"Are they gone?"
Shen Qingci asked Baimei, holding a wooden comb in his hand and combing her body every year. It was about to be moulting season, so she had to comb it a few times.
It is covered with white hair everywhere.
I stretched my waist year after year, but also allowed Shen Qingci to lick his own hair.
"The son should be out of town now.
Baimei stood aside, replying to Shen Qingci. "
Shen Qingci lowered his head and continued to comb his hair every year. It seemed that at this moment, the whole house seemed to be deserted.
"Where is the little boy?"
Shen Qingci just remembered that she didn't seem to have seen her little son this morning, what? Is this stupid reading or something?
"Little son went to Xiangjue Temple."
Bai Mei replied, "Since the night has passed, I have not returned until now, saying that he would send the Buddhist scriptures brought back from Lou's house to Master Jingkong."
Those Buddhist scriptures in their mansion were actually not of much use.
It is the most appropriate place to send it to Xiangjue Temple.
"It's cheaper for that old monk."
Shen Qingci really hated the old monk.
Those books, but the ancestors of the Lou family tried their best to retrieve them.
Let’s not mention the value of money. Now even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it. This counts as Dazhou and other four countries, how many temples there are, and you are interested in these.
At that time, she will not offer the silver that pleases her with both hands.
The result was now given to the old monk for nothing.
Baimei stood on the side, covering her mouth and smiling.
It's also dark. Madam has an old monk on the left and an old monk on the right. But sometimes, she is the most generous to the old monk, and she doesn't mention the silver first. If there is something good in this palace, how can it be? Without the old monk's share, even the pear in the mansion has never been less than one every year.
"What are you laughing at?"
Shen Qing gave Baimei a blank look, "I'm not going to make spices yet, don't you know that our family is going to be hollowed out now? If you don't make good money, you will have to drink Northwest Wind."
"What about the lady?"
Bai Mei worked hard for a long time before she stopped laughing, and of course she was a straight face. She didn't have the courage to laugh at Shen Qingci.
"Wait for me to comb it."
Shen Qingci lowered his head and continued to comb the fox.
OK then.
Bai Mei understood, she rolled up her sleeves and went back to make spices.
The people in their house really don't have rice to cook, and they really drink northwest wind as the wife said.