Fight the Giants

  Huo Xi is pregnant, and Aunt Jun always thinks of doing something with it.

  Jun's family is her natal family, everyone is prosperous, everyone is hurt, Huo Xi secretly suppressed Jun's business, Aunt Jun secretly hated her, how could she not come back with revenge.

   He faltered about Qian Guogong's question, as if he couldn't speak.

  Gong Qian was so tired that he wanted to sleep, he had no patience, "Sleep."

  Aunt Jun stared at the back of his head angrily, "If you want to hear it, tell it to you, anyway, it won't hurt my reputation."

   Seeing Duke Qian’s ears froze again, his eyes rolled away, like a strong man breaking his wrist, he said, “It’s said that the blood of the fetus in her womb is impure. You can still sleep.”

   "Nonsense!" Qian Guogong was very angry, turned over and glared at Aunt Jun.

   "You are also a grandmother, how can you say such a thing!"

  Aunt Jun was also angry, "I didn't say it, why are you angry with me!" Turned over and lay down, ignoring others.

  Gong Qian Guo looked at her sideways, and was stunned for a while, pondering Aunt Jun's words, for a long while, "Outside, is it true that such words are spread?"

   "You can find out after listening outside. Why should I lie to you?"

  With the status of Duke Qian, how can he go outside to listen to gossip. Even if there are gossips, no one dares to spread them to his ears. Aunt Jun is quite sure.

  Why did such words spread outside? It was nothing more than that Mrs. Zhang was passed by someone before, and it took a lot of genius to find him back.

  Although the turmoil subsided, she is now pregnant.

   Have the rumors started again? Duke Qian frowned. This child came at the wrong time, whether it was earlier or later, it was better than this one.

  Suddenly lost sleepiness.

   Aunt Jun twitched her lips when she saw him sitting in a daze under the quilt from the corner of her eyes.

  The next day, when he came out of the meeting hall, Duke Qian called Mu Yan to stop him.

  First he praised the efforts he had made this time, and then said a lot. Talking left and right means not being able to say what you want to say.

  As an elder, it would be inappropriate to ask if that is your blood. But the one in front of him is his own biological son, and no one in Dafang cares about whether his husband and wife are good or bad. If he doesn't say it, who will say it?

   There was a lot of talk, but I missed the point.

  Mu Yan heard that he had another purpose. "Does Second Uncle have something to say to Yan?"

  Gong Qian Guogong gritted his teeth. Every time he heard his son call him second uncle, he felt blocked. But what can I do? I also agreed to his adoption back then. Seeing that Erfang doesn't have a single son now, and this adopted son is getting better and better, so good that it's embarrassing.

  I can only sigh deeply in my heart.

  Just as he was about to speak quietly, Mu Ang came over, "Second brother, what are you talking to Yan'er?"

   How can I say this? Duke Qian felt a little regretful, and smiled at Mu Ang, "Talking about his work in the army."

   "It's about the labor of the army. Yan'er is really promising. After hearing the report from the lieutenant general, Yan'er has fought all over the army, and he has no opponent."

   Patted Mu Yan on the chest, "Good job. As expected, your grandfather invited a martial arts master to teach you martial arts since you could walk. No one in the army is invincible in 18 martial arts. You don't lose his face."

   "Third Uncle has a great reputation. It is not without opponents. There are many soldiers with outstanding abilities in the various guards. They are strong and skilled in martial arts, and they are also skilled in the use of military strategies."

   "That's right, you won't be proud of victory and you won't be discouraged when you lose. Commander Fan Yang of Maguandu said a lot of good things about you. He said that you are a young hero, like your grandfather." Mu Ang looked at him with satisfaction.

   "Commander Fan has given too much credit."

  Gong Qian Guogong watched with pride from the side, his face full of pride. Until Mu Yan left, he couldn't speak out what was in his heart.

  Mu Yan returned to the study room, remembering that Qian Guogong’s face was embarrassed, and he had something to say to him but couldn’t say it. He was going to say it, but he stopped talking when the third uncle came.

   What words third uncle can't listen to?

  Called Kan Er, "Have someone keep a close eye on Qian Guogong to see if he has been in contact with any special people these days."

  Kan Er was puzzled: "It's not good for us to get too close to Duke Qian." There are no fewer hidden guards around Duke Qian than the young master. And all of them are masters.

  Mu Yan kicked him: "Did I let you stare closely?"

  Uh...does this have to be watched?

   "Yes, I'll tell my subordinates right now, little one." He looked strange. I thought Mu Yan would be amused, but I didn't expect to see the young master frowning, puzzled: "Young master, what happened?"

  Mu Yan shook her head, "I feel a little uneasy." I don't know why I have such emotions. It was just seeing him hesitate to speak, which made him a little uneasy.

   "Let people watch from a distance. If there is anything suspicious, report it in time."

   Kan Er became serious when he said that, "Yes, this subordinate understands."

  After Mu Yan came back, because Huo Xi was pregnant again, she stopped running out frequently. Usually accompany her in the mansion, or accompany her to the workshop to check the shipment status.

  Mushroom products produced by the workshop, such as dried mushrooms and fresh mushroom sauce, were shipped to the Central Plains in the south of the Yangtze River and other places. Before they could be put on the shelves, they were sold out by the distributors. It is also surprisingly easy to sell when transported to pastoral areas such as Xifan.

  Flower series products, snacks, sauces, essential oils, spices, dried flowers, etc., sell better and have higher profits.

   Originally, Huo Xi wanted to transport the essential oils and spices back to the south of the Yangtze River, and go out to sea with the ship, and they would definitely sell them at a high price. Unexpectedly, the essential oils and spices sent to Xifan, Xiqiang, and the Western Regions outside the Guanyuan after testing the water years ago sold unexpectedly well.

   And the transportation cost is lower than sending it back to Jiangnan. With high profit and low cost, it has become one of the best-selling products sent outside the customs.

  Huo Xi originally didn't plan to make a big splash in the southwest, and the couple didn't know when they would be recalled to Beijing, nor did they plan to make any big moves. Unexpectedly, because of fighting with Jun Mingzhang and the Jun family, he unexpectedly opened up a more profitable business route.

  With more and more orders, dozens of workshops have opened. It not only solves the employment problem of the family members of the garrison in Kunming City, but also has work to do with the redundant labor of the family members of the guards in various places.

  Even though the number of military noon issued by the army last year was still insufficient, every family’s life has become much easier and it is no longer so difficult.

  In the past, due to being located in a border area, or because of homesickness, or because of difficulties in living, almost every guard had deserters every year. Now, the situation has improved a lot in just one winter.

   Still have to eat and dress warmly. If you have decent clothes to cover your body, you are not hungry, and you have spare money in your pocket, how can you not live.

  Looking at the Xiduo that the workshop received last year, with my own efforts, I can earn one or two and a half taels of silver steadily every month.

  Her grandmother rents a loom to work at home, and is busy with housework and taking care of the military field. She takes her little grandson at home and earns hundreds of dollars a month.

  Now the three days of grandparents and grandchildren are much easier, better than the average family in the city.

  Xi Duo stuffed a paper bag for Huo Xi, "Ma'am, this is a snack made by my grandmother. I heard that you like Dingsheng Cake. She learned how to make it at home. I hope Madam won't hold it against you."

"Dingsheng Cake? Then I want to eat it." Picking up a piece and putting it in his mouth, his eyes lit up, not worse than those made by the Zhang clan, "Well, yes, your grandmother's handicraft can be sold on the street. Cake is gone."

  Xiduo pursed her lips happily.

  Huo Xi looked at her: "Do you have something else to tell me?"