bayedsolid Chapter 658: The Duke’s Thoughts
Chapter 658: The Duke’s Thoughts
I remember that the year Mu Yang left, the princess seemed to have aged a dozen years in an instant, and her hair turned white overnight.
She was a miserable woman. Her youngest daughter died within a hundred days of age, her eldest daughter went to the battlefield and never returned again, and her husband died before her.
None of this knocked her down.
Ye Mufei always felt that she was like a tenacious little grass. No matter what, as long as the roots were there, she could grow tenaciously in all kinds of environments.
When his mother left, she held his hand and said:
"What mother can't let go of the most is the princess. She has suffered so much. You must take good care of her in the future. It has not been easy for her. This family would have collapsed long ago without her. You are not allowed to let her down.
Mother is gone, and this family is handed over to you and the princess. She is a woman, so you should bear more responsibilities. However, given your status and relationship, you need to avoid it. It would be a sin. If... "
The old lady didn't finish her words and left with regret.
But he understands.
He knew that his mother had seen through his thoughts long ago.
He himself didn't know when he had this thought.
But he was a coward, and that was not only the princess, but also his younger siblings.
She and her second brother were so loving, even though he was no longer around, I'm afraid she had never let him go in her heart.
In terms of ethics, secularity, and his second brother, it was all beyond his reach.
Well, he is already content to be a family, to support each other, and to live together in the Northwest for so many years.
Ye Mufei opened his eyes, his eyes were red and wet.
After taking a deep breath, he took out a pen and paper and wrote the document of division of the property.
Most of the Duke of Zhenguo's property was given to the second princess's mansion.
........
Shen Yuan also received news that the Eighth Prince Yun Xian was missing.
It was delivered by Feng Gang himself.
"Because we couldn't alert the enemy, our people didn't show up. We only saw a few men in black taking King Xian away. The martial arts of those men in black were better than ours, and their whereabouts were also very strange. Our people lost them."
Feng Gang also felt very guilty.
They sent three people to follow King Xian, but the other side had only two men in black, and they were able to lose him. This shows the strength of the other side.
Shen Yuan's eyes darkened, but soon became clear again.
He had not been sure before, but now he was certain.
"Is there any news from Pingnan County?"
Naturally, he was asking about the Ten Kings. Calculating the time, His Royal Highness King Cheng had already arrived in Pingnan County a long time ago.
"Prince Cheng has been looking for the whereabouts of a nanny. According to the tip-off, that nanny should be the last person the eldest grandson saw before he died, and that nanny collected and buried the body of the eldest grandson. Prince Cheng wanted to find out the whereabouts of the child through her, but strangely, the nanny disappeared.
However, what is certain is that His Royal Highness Prince Cheng is still safe for the time being, but if he wants to leave Pingnan County, it may not be that easy."
Feng Gang answered while helping to pick up the corn kernels in his hand.
The weather is good today, and there is not much cornmeal at home, so Su Wanwan took out some corn and picked it up, preparing to go to her uncle's house to grind some cornmeal.
"Could the person who arrested the Eighth Prince be Marquis Wu'an?"
Su Wanwan was suspicious.
They had just guessed that the Eighth Prince was the son of Marquis Wu'an, and were almost certain that Marquis Wu'an would not be so angry and take him away after seeing his son trying to persuade him to stop.
"There's also news from the army that Marquis Wu'an has recently handed over all his power to Pang Qingping. He seems to be retiring and rarely manages public affairs anymore."
Feng Gang continued.
Shen Yuan raised his eyes, as if thinking about something.
"Could it be that he really listened to the advice and decided to stop and live in retirement?"
Su Wanwan was also shocked when she heard this.
Judging from the current state of Marquis Wu'an, he has listened to the advice and will no longer interfere in military affairs. He wants to lie down and take it easy.
Now that Marquis Wu'an is lying dead, who will catch the Eighth King?
"Get the hair of Marquis Wu'an as soon as possible. If the prediction is correct, the Eighth Prince will definitely be captured and taken to Pingnan County. Send troops by land and sea to observe along the way and make sure to find the whereabouts of the Eighth Prince."
Shen Yuan had a guess and gave Feng Gang instructions.
Feng Gang stopped what he was doing, stood up, responded, and left in a hurry.
Su Wanwan continued to bask in the sun and picked out the rotten corn and some stones.
"It seems that Marquis Wu'an is really the father of the Eighth Prince, because he really stopped with just one letter."
Seeing Feng Gang leave, Su Wanwan sighed.
"He wants to stop, but his people may not agree."
Shen Yuan walked over, sat next to Su Wanwan, and started picking up corn kernels.
"Do you suspect that Marquis Wu'an may be under house arrest?"
Su Wanwan thought of his guess and became suspicious.
Marquis Wu'an is the local emperor of Pingnan County. Who dares to put him under house arrest?
“It may not happen now, but it doesn’t mean it won’t happen in the future.”
Shen Yuan chuckled, looked at the corn kernels, then stood up and found a sack.
"These are almost done. Pack them up and I'll send them to my uncle."
The couple packed up the corn kernels and Shen Yuan carried them directly on his back.
"Then go ahead, I'll make you something delicious tonight."
Su Wanwan didn't go with them either.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, my wife."
Shen Yuan didn't think about those messy things. He just had to deal with them step by step. It was not something he could push forward.
......
In Tongxu County, Liu Qian solved the problem of Zhao Yuanyuan and was in a good mood.
Even without Zhao Yuanyuan, there are still many beauties.
He has now begun to think about the problem of food supply, and today he invited several merchants from other places to have a drink at Mingyue Tower.
He planned to sell some sweet potatoes first. He heard that they were not durable and needed to be stored in a cellar, or he could make them into vermicelli.
As a grain merchant, he never thought of processing and selling these things.
Moreover, he owed money to the bank. If he didn't pay it back quickly, he would have to pay high interest every month.
First, pay off a part of the loan, and then consider other options.
These merchants were all his former major clients. When they heard that he had obtained sweet potatoes and corn, they came from afar just to get a piece of the pie.
Everyone knows that these two things can not only be sold to farmers as seeds, but also sold to restaurants, and can be made into agricultural products such as vermicelli for sale. Moreover, while they are still scarce, this is a lucrative business.
But Liu Qian did not mention the price, only the quantity, obviously telling them that the one with the highest bid would win.
This allowed them to bid themselves, which was a bit like an auction, and several merchants were unhappy about this.
No matter how rare the items are, they are just food, not collectibles. If they compete to bid for them, buy them at a high price but cannot sell them at a high price, wouldn't that be a waste of money?
So at a banquet, several merchants looked at each other, just complimenting each other, and no one made an offer.
But someone couldn't help it:
"Mr. Liu, look, I don't want much. How about buying both kinds of grain at the price of refined rice?"
Liu Qian had a full belly and was drinking with a beautiful woman. He frowned when he heard what he said.