It turned out that the two dead men had stepped on it beforehand and couldn't get into Dongzhou's house, so they found a few people in Nanbeixi Village and asked round and round.

There is a wall here, and most people in the west of the village don't know what's going on inside.

When he was worried about returning in vain, he saw a man sitting at the door and sunbathing, so he approached him and gave him a piece of silver to get the location of the house where Rong Qian was recovering from his injuries.

Dongming Ziyu's eyes were cold and he asked: "Who is that man? What are his characteristics?"

The dead man told the man's general appearance and the location of his home, and finally said: "Oh, by the way, when he walked home, I saw that his walking posture was very awkward, as if his balls hurt."

Dongming Ziyu knows who it is, Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi had worked in the mines and knew that they had built a hospital, so he guessed that Rong Qian must be recuperating in the hospital. Moreover, as the village chief, Jiang Haoguang had visited Rong Qian, and it was possible that he would tell his family when he went back.

After Shangguan Ruoli heard this, he gritted his teeth and said, "That scumbag, living is a waste of air!"

If she hadn't been thick-skinned, ahem, if it hadn't been for her strong psychological endurance, she would have died at the hands of that scumbag to prove her innocence.

However, she has no intention of killing Jiang Yi. She is not a privileged class now, so she should not get into trouble.

The two families had a feud, and when something happened to Jiang Yi, they were the first to be suspected. Even if there was no evidence, Jiang Haoguang could anger them based on suspicion alone, and he could do anything to avenge his son.

Two days later, after receiving the news, King Chen sent a group of experts to protect Rong Qian and Rong Chuan. They also brought several carts of grain and medicinal materials as well as rewards for Chu Xing, Qin Boxuan and Dongming Ziyu.

Chu Xing and Tan Boxuan were very happy, which showed that King Chen saw their efforts and credited them with merit.

Dongming Ziyu received five hundred taels of silver, ten bolts of silk and satin, a handful of pearls and some jewelry named for Shangguan Ruoli, as a reward for saving Rong Qian and for her suturing skills.

Shangguan Ruoli left all the silver and silk to Mrs. Qian's disposal, and also gave her a carved gold bracelet, which was substantial.

Mrs. Qian was so happy that she couldn't see her teeth. "Hey, the prince gave you this gift. You can keep it and wear it yourself."

Shangguan Ruoli put the gold bracelet on her wrist, "This is my tribute to you, old man. Look at how beautiful it is and how heavy it is!"

She understood that the old lady did not recognize jade gems, but gold and silver.

Mrs. Qian raised her rough, black and thin hands, narrowed her eyes with a smile, and couldn't put it down and said: "Hey, look, my hands are like chicken claws, how can they be worthy of such a good thing."

Mrs. Sun's eyes turned green, "Mom, if you don't like it, why not give it to your daughter-in-law?"

Mrs. Qian quickly retracted her wrist, covered the gold bracelet with her hand vigilantly, and spat: "Bah! You are short-sighted! You are usually the most cunning, lazy and greedy, and you still want to miss my things. What a beautiful thought!"

Seeing Da Ya, Er Ya and San Ya's eyes glued to the exquisite silks and satins, Mrs. Liu couldn't help but said: "Mother, why don't you divide the silks? Girls love to be pretty. Besides, Da Ya is fourteen." Now, it’s time to dress up so that you can have a good marriage."

Da Ya blushed with embarrassment and stamped her feet: "Mother!"

Mrs. Qian laughed and scolded: "Is it because girls are so cute, or are you short-sighted?"

As soon as Ms. Liu saw that Mrs. Qian was smiling, she knew there was something wrong and said with a smile: "My wife has short eyes. She has never seen such good silk before and wants to touch it. She is very rare."

Mrs. Li also smiled and said, "Yes, my wife is also very tight. This pink one is just right for Sanya to wear."

When Mrs. Sun heard this, she was afraid that she would be disadvantaged if she did not have a daughter, so she hurriedly held her slightly protruding belly and said, "The baby in my belly has tender flesh and skin, and this satin can be used to make close-fitting clothes for him."

Mrs. Qian knew that if the three daughters-in-law couldn't get anything, they would definitely feel uncomfortable, and the Sun family would definitely make a fuss, so she gave each of the four daughters-in-law a piece of silk, saying, "Just one piece of silk for each family is rare. This is so delicate, so do it."

We can't wear them anymore. The remaining six horses will be used as betrothal gifts for Da Lang and Da Ya."

Dalang blushed and said, "Mistress, my wife is still here. I don't want her. You and I can make clothes for her!"

Erlang also said: "Yes, grandma and grandma have not worn silk clothes. You wear them yourself, and we earn the betrothal gift ourselves."

Dong Youtian looked at his two sensible sons and laughed and scolded: "You brats, don't just think about making money to marry a wife, you also have to make money to buy cloth and make clothes for your grandparents."

Both Dalang and Erlang blushed, "I understand."

Sun curled her lips and muttered in a low voice: "Boss and his family are all fools and traitors, they are really good at flattering!"

Dong Youyin glared at her and pushed his son Shiro.

Shiro was stunned for a moment and said loudly: "Grandpa, when Shiro earns money, he will also buy you clothes."

When Wulang heard this, he also said: "I will buy delicious food for grandma!"

Dong Youliang pushed his son Sanlang, who scratched his head and thought hard, his face flushed with anxiety, "You have bought food and clothing, what should I buy!"

Mrs. Qian laughed loudly, hugged Sanlang and rubbed his head, and said with a smile: "You brats, just don't make us angry!"

Everyone laughed. With an income of 500 taels, the family is now the richest man in the Dongzhou family, and the children's marriages can be more honorable.

Mrs. Qian is very talkative. Although she favors boys over girls and favors the fourth house, she can treat the other three houses equally, so the three houses are very happy. As for the fourth house, Mrs. Qian has always been partial to them.

Already used to it.

They each carried the cloth back and discussed what clothes to give the child.

Their family lives in a large yard, but the house is built according to the future. In the future, if a wall is built in the middle or a side room is built, the house can be divided into four households.

The old couple lived in the west end of the big house, with six main rooms and four west wing rooms; the second, third, and fourth rooms went to the east in sequence, with four main rooms for each family; and there were also four east wing rooms for kitchens and woodsheds.

, granaries and stables.

Dongming Ziyu and Shangguan Ruoli lived in the same room. Wulang was still young and lived in the same room with Ling Yue. There was also an empty room with some sundries in it.

Shangguan Ruoli hugged the cloth and returned to his room, sighing: "I thought the sisters-in-law would have to persuade my mother to confiscate everything I left behind."

Dongming Ziyu smiled and said: "King Chen pointed it out to you, but they dare not. In their hearts, King Chen is second only to the emperor."

Wulang leaned on Shangguan Ruoli's legs, touching the smooth satin with his small hands, "This cloth is so smooth and cool."

Shangguan Ruoli hugged him and sat him down on the kang, saying: "But this cloth is too delicate, and even rough hands will scratch it. I will use this cloth to make two pairs of shorts and short jackets for you and your sister to wear at home in the summer. The remaining

I will make undergarments for you and wear them next to yours."

Wulang's eyes were bright, "I do it for my mother, and I do it for my father too."

Shangguan Ruoli smiled and said, "This color is not suitable for my parents to wear."

The one she picked was moon white with blue flowers. It was small enough for Wu Lang to wear it.

"Mom! Make it for Wulang first, and I'll help you!" Ling Yue found a wooden ruler and helped Shangguan Ruoli measure the cloth.

Shangguan Ruoli measured Wulang's body with his hands. The little guy used to wear mostly small clothes worn by Shilang. They were also passed down from Dalang, Erlang, and Sanlang. Not to mention the patches, they were all worn away.

Just tear it apart.

Fortunately, when Dongming Ziyu first came here, he brought a lot of cloth from the cellar of the cloth shop. Shangguan Ruoli made him some decent clothes, and also found Ling Yue's childhood clothes from the space for him to wear.

,otherwise how pitiful this child would be?

Dongming Ziyu sat at the Eight Immortals table near the north wall, drank a cup of tea, and said seriously: "We are inseparable from King Chen. Do you think we should help him defend his fiefdom, or even go further?"

Shangguan Ruoli raised his eyebrows, "How can I help?"
Chapter completed!