Volume 1 Chapter 110: Brilliant Ancestral Business (2) +1800 words added

  Chapter 110: Brilliant Ancestral Business (Part 2) +180 more

  Although Mozi sighed, after sighing, she said, "Therefore, we women must strive to make a difference. Hua Mulan took her father's place in the army, but wasn't that also born from the determination to surpass men? I don't think your marriage is like brewing wine."

  "What's that?" Jiang Sanniang became interested and stopped flipping through the account book, smiling as she looked at Mozi.

  "...I was trying to find a suitable word, and finally said, "Hanging sheep's head selling dog meat?"

  Qiu San Niang was both angry and amused upon hearing this, "What?" It didn't make any sense at all.

  "I think it's just nonsense, so let me explain. We're using the name of the Third Young Mistress of Jing Wang Fu to reach the heavens and make a lot of money, while Jing Wang Fu wants to use your identity as the legitimate wife to suppress the younger one, or perhaps help Xiao Sanlang in some way. It's a mutually beneficial relationship. As for brewing wine, even if you're willing, Bai He Lü Ju won't agree."

  Xiao Yi coughed outside and poked her head in, "I don't want to either."

  Qiu Sanniang scolded in a loud voice, "What kind of ears does this girl have? She can hear the noise outside but remains calm inside, and still doesn't miss a single word."

  "If the girl has nothing to do on ordinary days, she can make wine and play with it. That's okay." Mozi made a face at Xiaoyi, "Right, Xiaoyi?"

  Xiao Yi's eyes rolled around in a circle, "Brewing fruit wine, I can be responsible for picking."

  This guy was born as a monkey in his previous life. From dawn till dusk, he doesn't want to be a hero or do good deeds, his only struggle is climbing up and down, challenging different heights.

  Qiu San Niang was amused and laughed for a long time until her stomach hurt from laughing.

  "Miss, where are we going?"

  Qiu Sanniang didn't speak up immediately either. She pulled out a long wooden box from the bag beside her and handed it to Mozi, "Take a look yourself."

  Deep purple full of doubts, opened to see, inside a rolled-up paper, written on a certain day, dry land branch year, certain season month, certain time, in the suburbs of a certain place, a piece of land called Hong Yu Valley belongs to Qiu Moumou's land deed.

  "What's with this land deed, the paper has turned yellow?" Fortunately, it was well-preserved, backed with thick paper and stored in a dry wooden box, the characters are still legible. As for the heavenly stems and earthly branches, she wasn't quite clear which year was which.

  "About a hundred years ago. Which specific Zhou Emperor, don't ask me." Qiu San Niang didn't care about politics either.

  "A hundred years ago?" Antique Ink Purple blurted out without thinking, "Is it Emperor Zhenyuan?"

  "It's either her or Yuan Di." Qiu Sanniang couldn't be certain.

  Emperor Zhongzong of Tang was the first member of the Wu clan to ascend to the throne after the death of Empress Wu Zetian. According to historical records, Emperor Zhongzong was a late bloomer, being the slowest among his brothers in reading and martial arts before the age of 10. However, after turning 10, he suddenly became intelligent and excelled in both literature and military strategy. After Empress Wu's death, the Li and Wu clans fell into chaos, largely due to Emperor Zhongzong. He eventually employed clever strategies and tactics to unify the country, changing the national title back to Tang. Unfortunately, his reign lasted only 11 years, and he died at just 35 years old. His policies for pacifying the nation, employing people, and diplomacy are still praised today. Many people lamented that if he had not died young, he could have cultivated a good successor, and the subsequent incompetent rulers would not have appeared, and the Tang Dynasty would not have been divided into four countries.

  For this emperor, Mozi was once very curious, thinking he was a traverser. Otherwise, before the age of 10, he was like a weak-minded person, and after the age of 10, how did he become a genius? However, after searching through historical books, the military tactics and weapons used by the emperor were completely uninnovative. There were no big inventions, nor small ones. She carefully observed everyday objects, not even a hint of innovation. In the end, she could only believe that the emperor might have bumped his head and really opened up his mind. Otherwise, at least he should have invented one thing - toilet paper. As a maid, she didn't have the capital to create this, so although she thought about it, she didn't actually take action.

  "That this Qiu so-and-so is——" Mozi still hadn't figured it out.

  "My father said that at that time, my great-great-great... " Several 'greats' later, Qiu San Niang didn't bother to count anymore. "Anyway, it was the ancestor of my Qiu family who became rich a hundred years ago."

  Her purple eyes lit up, and when ordinary people talk about things left behind by their ancestors, that's a family heirloom. Although it wasn't her ancestor, she might be able to get some of the treasure aura. Moreover, Jinling, the treasure that made the family rich, had an Aggregating Treasure Basin, what was on top of it?

  Qiao San Niang saw the look of determination in Mo Zi's eyes and smiled, saying: "I knew you'd think the same way as me. This time I'm getting married, Zhang Shi wouldn't even give me a piece of land, let alone a shop or a house. My dad pitied me and secretly gave me this deed that has been passed down in the Qiao family for generations, saying it's an absolute treasure that can never be sold. I reckon this Hong Yu Valley is at least a thousand mu of good land, bigger than all the estates Zhang Shi took away. Besides, it's our ancestral property, how could we let it go to waste?"

  Indeed, Hong Yu Valley, the name sounds very grand. Mo Zi nodded in agreement with Qiu San Niang's words.

  "As you said, I'll be married into the family in two days. The situation inside is unclear, and I estimate that I won't be able to leave the house for ten or half a month, so I took advantage of today to take a look around. Let's see how big it is, what's being grown now, how many people are living in the estate, who's in charge of things. They also need to know that I'm the new owner of this land now, and how to keep accounts, how much profit there is, and how to hand over the silver - all these things need to be clear and transparent, unlike my father who was easily fooled."

  "How did the girl know they were fooling around with Old Master?" Mu Zi was puzzled.

  "I helped my father manage the account book, and I'm very clear about his private property. However, there's never been an account for this Red Swallow Valley, no record of losses or gains. Most likely it was left behind by our ancestors, and later generations thought that since time had passed, the land belonged to them."

  Purple furrowed his brow, "This kind of thing is also possible. However, since Master gave you the deed, he shouldn't have given you such a big trouble, right?"

  "I don't know. Maybe my father can't give me anything else either. Trouble may be trouble, but with the land deed in my hands, winning the lawsuit is a sure thing. I'm not afraid of trouble, what I'm afraid of is losing income." The two estates in Qiu San Niang's hands were both located outside the capital, but not too far away, about 7 or 8 days' journey by cart.

  A swift horse galloped out of the East City Gate, deviating from the official road, and the scenery in front changed. Distant mountains and nearby water, newly green rice fields, golden yellow rape flowers. Just after noon, every household's smoke rose straight up. A few swallows, with a clip and a pat, sometimes skimming the water, sometimes entering the clouds. Everything was fresh and clean, like a landscape painting.

  Half an hour later, after entering the village, the horse carriage stopped.

  Xiao Yi stuck her head in again and said, "The driver doesn't know the way, go ask someone."

  Qiu San Niang knew and her eyes didn't leave the account book.

  Looking out, she saw a peasant woman carrying a lunch basket on the ridge, calling out to her husband and children. The whole family sat in the field, with their backs to the sky and their faces to the earth, eating big steamed buns, rice, scallions, an egg, and some sauce whose name she couldn't recall. They ate with such relish. She was certain that this peasant woman's wine wouldn't be bitter. Even if it were truly bitter, her husband and children would be there to drink it with her, so the bitterness would become sweetness.

  She was so absorbed in thought that she didn't notice until the carriage started moving again, and the ripples on the water completely obscured the figures of the three people.

  "How did it get more and more deserted?" Qiu Sanniang finally finished looking through all the small account books she had brought, rubbed her eyes, let down her legs, and discovered the unusual situation outside.

  Deep purple, a burst of sound. Really, the green fields, fish ponds and village houses all retreated from the clear picture, tall grass as high as people, solitary standing gray stones, so wild, so reckless, reaching for the sky, densely inked.

  There was a humid smell of water in the air, which suddenly entered her sense of smell. It was the small molecules that jumped out from the river.

  "There's a river nearby," she said.

  "Jiang?" thought Jiǎo Sān Niáng, "Outside the East City Gate, it should be Ya Jiang."

  Qiu San Niang had just finished speaking when the carriage turned around a malnourished little mound and stopped.

  "Are we lost again?" Jiǔ Sān Niáng frowned this time, "The weeds are dense on both sides, where can we find someone to ask? It's true, it's probably just that we asked the wrong person and took the wrong road." Just about to call out to Xiǎo Yī.

  Xiao Yi had already lifted the car door curtain and said softly, "Miss, we've arrived."

  "What? Arrived?" Qiu Sanniang was shocked and didn't dare to believe it, sitting upright there, looking out of the windows on both sides. Her gaze passed through the small square grid, but couldn't see very far, as everything was blocked by weeds and short trees.

  "Girl, get off and take a look." Although he couldn't conjure up the scene of Qiu San Niang's previous mention of good fields and thousands of acres, Mozi still believed in seeing is believing.

  She got up first, bent down and went out, jumped off the horse cart. Raised her eyes to look around, finally had an impression, six words are the most classic ——

  Withered wisteria, old tree, and dark crows.

  In a large area of lush green grass, there is a withered and dry big willow tree. Two glossy black crows, seeing someone coming, flapped their wings and made a loud noise, but they were not very afraid.

  Qiu San Niang's beautiful distant mountain eyebrows were all raised like caterpillars, standing beside the driver's seat, her eyes full of incredulity. Xiao Yi brought over a footstool for her, but she didn't even have the intention of putting her feet on it.

  "Purple ink." The ancestral business of the Qiu family, it turned out that someone didn't embezzle it, but rather it was abandoned, possibly for nearly a hundred years. When her father took out the deed to give to her, he hesitated repeatedly. No wonder she thought it was because her old father didn't want to give it up, but actually he was too embarrassed to give it.

  "Yes, Master." Mu Zi didn't have the same disappointment as Qiu San Niang. Her adaptability to her environment was amazingly fast. As soon as they got out of the carriage, in front of the coachman, she changed how she addressed Qiu San Niang.

  "Go ahead and see if there's anyone at the front, if there is, ask them if they've made a mistake with the place." Qiu San Niang had already lost confidence in that dull-looking cart driver, so she wanted to send someone capable instead.

  "I didn't get it wrong. The person I asked earlier said that after crossing a small hill, you can see a bay of the river...". The driver was very unconvinced, "Right, and there's also that dead tree, the person said it was struck by lightning and charred. The stone tablet is just -" shaking his head and looking around, then pointing to a place three zhang away in front.

  The purple ink was recent, and she walked over to turn over the fallen stone tablet, pulled out a handful of grass, and wiped off the mud on it. The original crimson color of the three characters had faded in all directions, but they were carved very clearly, and she read them aloud so that Qiu San Niang could hear them clearly -

  Hongyugou

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