Outside the house, Qingnu's happy laughter came.

The eagle cries, the dog barking, and the horse neighing gather together, making this quiet house that has been quiet for many days suddenly become lively.

Song Ping was outside, playing with Yang Rui, Qingnu, Yang Moli and Song Sanlang.

Jeddah has to take care of the four Dayu and Goku because they are still very strange to each other and often conflicts.

Yang held Yan Yue with a kind smile on his face.

After all, it was not as good as Yang Shouwen. Yang once raised Yang Shouwen and Young Lady, so he naturally knew how to coax the child. January was very obedient in Yang's arms and went to bed early. While coaxing her, Yang talked and laughed with Song and Song Sanlang's wife, which also made the courtyard laugh constantly, making it seem so warm and comfortable.

Song Sanlang took Song An and squatted outside the stable and pointed, commenting on gold and axe.

Yang Chenglie took a bite of sobering soup and looked at Yang Shouwen and said, "So, are you going to adopt it for one month?"

"Um!"

Yang Shouwen didn't eat wine, just had a bowl of white water.

He sat there lazyly and whispered: "Young mother has not been found. Although my aunt didn't say anything, I know she felt bad. Letting Yiyue accompany her can also help her find a place to support her. Besides, I can't abandon Yiyue again. Her parents are gone, and she has been abandoned once. If she abandons her again, it would be too pitiful."

"Yes, it's really pitiful."

Yang Chenglie nodded and said softly: "Since you have made a decision, let's use what you said.

However, is there any clues about the young lady? I came here to inquire, but few people know about the three kings of Laoshizi Suihan. Your uncle will also exert his strength in Luoyang, but judging from the current situation, the three kings of Suihan are very mysterious."

"Is there no news at all?"

Yang Chenglie smiled bitterly and nodded, "It's really not!"

He changed his position so that he could sit more comfortably.

"Your uncle is a captain in Henan and has a wide connection.

But when I asked him, he looked confused... Wei Zi, the Three Juns of Sui Han are definitely not simple tourists. I also asked Luang to inquire about their whereabouts. But so far, I have not received his reply. Murong Xuanjun said that the Zhuangjun among the Three Juns of Sui Han is in Bazhou? This is a clue, and I can try to ask someone to inquire."

"Is Chen Zi'ang?"

Yang Chenglie glanced at Yang Shouwen and nodded.

"I know you don't like Bo Yu, but... if you can accept Guan Hu's origins from Xiaoluantai, why can't Bo Yu be accepted?"

Yang Shouwen whispered: “That’s different.

Although Uncle Guan works in Xiaoluantai, he is open-minded. He concealed you, but he did not do it on purpose. He was just a mission to the emperor. In fact, if you think about it carefully, Uncle Guan has not done anything that is not good for you and me over the years, right?"

Yang Chenglie always had a knot in his heart about Guan Hu.

But he had to admit that Yang Shouwen was right.

But that little Luantai... A person appeared in Yang Chenglie's mind.

At that time, he had just become Fengchenwei and met her by chance in the Yeting Temple. At that time, she was only twelve years old. She was scolded by the eunuch in the palace and felt pitiful, like a little raccoon cat who was scared to death.

Yang Chenglie was young and energetic at that time, so he came forward to plead with mercy.

What's the name of that eunuch? By the way, Gao Yanfu...

When she saw the little girl again, she transformed into a talented person.

As time passed, Yang Chenglie's memory was even a little blurry. I only vaguely remember that on the night he married Zheng Xiwen, she appeared. At that time, she had already left graceful, glorious, and was valued by the saints. She said she was here to congratulate him, and at the same time thanked him for his righteous actions and pleading for her.

After that, the two never contacted each other again.

Yang Chenglie took his wife to Junzhou, and she...

It is said that she is now called Neisan, a close minister around the saint, and even controls Xiaoluantai.

"Father?"

"ah?"

"I'll talk to you again."

When Yang Chenglie heard this, he immediately showed an awkward smile.

Zhiniang, how come I suddenly remembered her when I talked to Eizi? I have been thinking of her for so many years, and I think she can't remember that I am like me.

Thinking of this, he rubbed his face.

"I ate too much wine at night, so I don't know much about my mind. What did you just say?"

"I'll ask you, how is the family now?"

Yang Shouwen did not ask him why he was distracted, but restarted the topic.

Yang Chenglie smiled bitterly and said, "This Xingyang is not comparable to Changping after all, and the daily consumption is extremely high, so the family is not in good condition."

"oh?"

"Before I came, I sold all the horses in Changping, which was a small savings.

But when your mother wanted to make wine, she first created that set of utensils. You also know that although your mother was not very clear about other things, she was quite talented in business. She said that your set of utensils could not be built in one place, so I had to find someone to make them separately in Xingyang, Xingze, Chenggao, Guancheng and Gongxian, and then take them back to assemble them.

Afterwards, your mother bought a large amount of Sishuichun and made more than 2,000 jars of wine.

As a result, the expenses are very large... The money we brought was almost exhausted, and now there are only about 200 stags left in the house. In addition to the daily expenses, these 200 stags also include some additional expenses and the rent of the house.

Although your uncle refused to ask for it, he had to give it... The key is that those wines will not be released from the cellar until at least September. Before you come back, I will also think about how to get some money, otherwise I will worry that I will not last September."

Yang Shouwen nodded, pondered for a moment, then got up and went out.

After a moment, he walked in with a leather bag and placed it on the ground.

"I have gained a lot from this trip to the north of the city.

Haha, my dad must have thought that I had been away from Jeddah for two months and snatched a lot of gold from the Turks. There were about 200 gold-sucking cakes here, which was enough for us. Two thousand jars were not enough. By September, we would have to take out at least 10,000 jars of wine. Moreover, all the jars were returned and we would re-customize them. I already had a clear idea."

One stolen ten taels, two hundred taels are... two thousand taels?

Even though Yang Chenglie had been through the storm for a long time, he was shocked when he heard this number.

Unlike Changping, the gold price in Xingyang is much higher than that in Changping. Almost one tael of gold is eight jin of Kaiyuan Tongbao.

Two thousand taels, ten thousand taels?

In ancient times, there was often a saying that a family was rich and wealthy, which described a family as wealthy.

I was still worried about money just now, but in the blink of an eye, I had a fortune from a wealth of thousands of dollars?

Yang Chenglie shook his head, and his face showed shock.

"If it's not enough, my father will ask me for it. I still have about 200 more than 200, and my elder brother has about 300 more. I think this money is enough for us to last until September."

"Slow down, I feel a little dizzy."

Yang Chenglie swallowed and said softly: "What do you mean is that besides these two hundred gold slays, are there five hundred slays?"
Chapter completed!