Chapter 208

"Ling's family doesn't seem to welcome me?" Cheng Jia sat down on the stone chair in the yard and laughed.

"Lord Cheng, why don't you welcome such a distinguished guest? Su mu, go and make our best tea." Ling Qingyu turned around to go back to the room and said to Su mu.

"Now spring is just right. Isn't Ling in charge sitting outside?" Cheng Jia laughed.

"No, whether men or women give or receive, we'd better have a little distance." Ling Qingyu half ran into the room and closed the door.

Cheng Jia laughed first, and then his eyes darkened again.

Wang Xiang and Dong Xiang's position in Xicheng was very consistent. Even if Qingliu tried to persuade him, the emperor could take back tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land as soon as he heard it, and agreed without saying a word. The Ling family calculated that if they had money, they would buy it back, and the rest were more small households, who were directly destroyed.

Taxes have soared. Businessmen and pedestrians have to pay more money to cross the road, and turn the tax payment area into two places to pay taxes. In addition, the name of Xicheng restoration is actually encroaching on civilian land. These two months, these policies issued by the government affairs hall have caused public resentment everywhere. There is Ling family in Huai'an, and those tenants can still have a way to live, which once again makes Cheng Jia realize what the Ling family is, and why the servants and tenants of the Ling family are all determined to be the head of the Ling family.

It's just that I seem to be completely hated! Cheng Jia smiled bitterly.

Su Mu took the tea cake out, and Cheng Jia picked it up and cooked the tea himself. The fragrance of the tea floated, and it floated into the room.

Ling Qingyu went out of the room again and sat beside the stone table. Without hesitation, she picked up the tea bowl and drank it. Seeing Cheng Jia smiling and looking over, she said, "this tea is so expensive. Why do you want to drink it all?"

"It's Jia's fault. It's an apology to the head." Cheng Jia raised the tea bowl and said.

Ling Qingyu didn't accept this for a moment. It was obviously that his family owed him a great favor, but he didn't accept it and was unwilling. He had to turn around and say, "Lord Cheng said wrong. I should thank you."

Cheng Jia smiled, poured her another cup of tea, and said, "Jia went to see the polder fields of the Ling family and the grange of Taiyuan this time. I heard that the Ling family didn't add any rent this time, and all the losses were borne by the head."

"Yes, it is estimated that in another year, I will be bankrupt." Ling Qingyu said sideways.

"Jia is also a Jinshi, with an official position, and the tax can be exempted." Cheng Jia laughed.

"How much do I have to pay you?" Ling Qingyu looked back at him and said, generally, this kind of attachment requires paying money to the owner, which depends on the meaning of the owner.

"Ling is joking, but Jia has an ungrateful request. I heard that the leader is going to the land of two lakes. Can Jia go with him?" Cheng Jia smiled and said.

"Aren't you an official? Can you run outside like this?" Ling Qingyu was surprised.

"Jia has been transferred to the farming department and was ordered to check the land conditions of the former king of Chu." Cheng Jia rolled up her sleeve, and her slender fingers were like playing the piano. She cooked a new tea, then filled it with lingqingyu, and said, "it's just the same way. It's safer for everyone to go together."

Ling Qingyu silently looked at him for a while and said, "what if I don't agree?"

"Ling is in charge of the family, and a year's dependent tax is also a lot of money." Cheng Jia seemed to have a smile in her eyes and said.

"Cut, am I the kind of person who looks into the eyes of money?" Ling Qingyu twisted her head and said.

"But if you want to buy land in Lianghu, I'm going to check it. Isn't it best to buy it with me?" Cheng Jia's eyes curved.

Ling Qingyu looked at Han Liang and saw Han Liang, who had been making a background wall beside him, nodded slightly and said, "well, since you are so kind to invite."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several boys carrying boxes and other things into the yard, and then went straight to the East Wing room. Ling Qingyu unconsciously pointed to them and said, "what is this?"

"Since you are traveling together, don't be polite. How close we are when we live together." Cheng Jia laughed, and then asked the boy to move the piano over, clean the stone table, light incense and clean his hands, and then said to Su mu, "brother, can you sing the song just now again?"

"This!" Pointing at him, Ling Qingyu looked at Han Liang sadly and angrily.

"The land of two lakes," Han Liang came to her side and whispered, "you can use the names of their Cheng family and Fan family."

"Then you sell me?" Ling Qingyu also whispered. How frustrating it is to make an outsider live in a yard! Just say what happened that night. I'm embarrassed to be heard!

"The main reason is that there is no empty yard in this inn, just one night!" Han Liang whispered.

"Brother?" The Cheng family tuned up and looked up at Su mu.

"I only sing to my master." Sum took a step back and said.

Cheng Jia smiled and looked at Ling Qingyu.

"Cough." Han Liang also whispered in Ling Qingyu's ear and said, "if people outside want to listen to his piano, they should give a gift of at least 1000 liang of silver."

"Is he an entertainer?" Ling Qingyu just asked, and then heard Han Liang say, "even if it's sent, he won't play."

"Su mu," Ling Qingyu sat down on the chair Yan San moved out and said, "sing again for the head." Then he turned around and asked Yan San, "how did you move this out?"

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Yan San smiled and just put on her cloak.

Su Mu began to sing a few words, and Cheng Jia's piano followed. The sound of the piano was long. With Su Mu's song, it brought some additional meaning, a touch of sadness and a touch of thoughts, which made Ling Qingyu unconsciously drift away.

It is already mid April, and the roadside spring is infinitely good. After peaches and plums compete, pomegranate flowers bloom again.

Cheng Jia went in private, only with two carriages, a few boys and four guards. Ling Qingyu's teeth itched. Who followed who rubbed safety! You go to the king of Chu's fief to check the hidden fields. I don't know how many people are bothering you!

For the silver! I can bear it! Ling Qingyu clenched his fist again and said to the outside, "thirteen, walk slowly!" See who can endure!

However, no matter how slow she was, she had to count the time. She really couldn't endure the leisurely pace of Jia Na. Walking slowly on the road, he would play the flute, sleep in the wild at night, and he would burn incense and play the piano. If she entered the inn, she would come to find Ling Qingyu to talk about the mountains, which was an outing.

On this day, it was the wrong time to enter the city, and the team camped on the hills beside the official road.

Ying shisan goes hunting. Su Mu and Xie Sanlang light a bonfire. Cheng Jia's guard automatically looks for water.

Han Liang went to Ling Qingyu and sat down, laughing, "we can't afford time to be in charge."

Ling Qingyu looked up at the sky and said gloomily, "I know that tomorrow will accelerate. I have to finish going to sea as soon as possible. Ah Zhao is waiting for me to get married."

"Well, it's not a problem for you to always procrastinate." Han Liang nodded.

"Who did you marry?" Cheng Jia suddenly appeared behind her with Qin in her arms, startled Ling Qingyu, and hurried to look around for Yan San.

"Your guard seems to have gone hunting," Cheng Jia smiled and asked, "are you going to marry Yang Zhao?"

"What's your business?" Ling Qingyu looked at him warily and said.

"Yes," Cheng Jia looked up at the starry sky and said, "the stars are good tonight."

Sitting on the ground, Cheng Jiaxiang stopped burning, put the piano on her lap, gently plucked the strings, and then asked, "what does the head want to hear?"

"High mountains and flowing water." As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Qingyu burst into tears. Cheng Jia's piano skill is unparalleled. Listening to it is addictive. Although she knows that this must be Cheng Jia's trick, as soon as Cheng Jia puts on this posture, Ling Qingyu can't help being hooked. In this era when entertainment can't be carried away, listening to his piano is really a wonderful enjoyment.

"OK." Cheng Jia bowed his head, and with a flick of his finger, a song of mountains and flowing water came.

Hearing the piano sound again in the forest, Yan San frowned slightly, and then said to the shadow, "you continue to follow, but don't get close, you're not their opponent."

"We don't care?" Shadow ten asked.

"No, it's Honglou's own business." Yan San lowered his eyes and said.

"But if you go back, you must be the owner of the Red Mansion." There was a little urgency in shadow ten's voice.

"Hum." Yan San sneered and said, "shadow ten, you need to know who we are now. The place in Red Mansion is better than the place in charge?"

Ying Shishen murmured, "I know, I will not let the red chamber affect the master."

"Yingshi, you'd better stop following them and go back to Hangzhou." Yan San Dao.

"Why?" Ying Shi was puzzled and asked.

"The fight between them is not for a while and a half. You call Ying Er back and go to sea together this time." Yan San turned and left.

After a long silence, Ying said in a low voice, "yes."

Hidden in the woods, Yan San looked at Ling Qingyu, who had sat beside Cheng Jia, and his mouth slightly smiled. Gu Sui wanted the world and Yang Zhao wanted responsibility, but I, Yan San, only had her.

After playing the third song, Cheng Jia shook her fingers in front of Ling Qingyu's addicted eyes, and then said, "a song of onethousand Liang, now three songs."

"Ah?"

"Isn't Jia an entertainer? Jia is now relatively poor, but she can't afford it." Cheng Jia laughed.

"You, you, you!" Lingqingyu grits his teeth, profiteer! Absolute profiteer! Then he took out three silver tickets from his pocket and patted them in his hand, saying, "hum! I'll never listen to them again!"

Ling Qingyu angrily left. Seeing Cheng Jia holding the silver ticket in his hand, Han Liang shook his head and said, "what is brother Cheng doing?"

"Well, in fact, performing arts are also good!" Cheng Jia laughed.

Before his laughter fell, the big rain fell.