Qi Jia Sanlang took the exam faster than last time, and the exam was two times less than that in the county, but the place of the exam was far away from home. Qi Ming did not wait for the list to be released this time, but replied to the letter, saying that he was going home and so on.

It was business as usual at home, probably because they didn't come back after the list was released this time, and they were at peace of mind, without the excitement and panic after getting the head of the case last time.

It's just that Liu, as a parent, will still be worried.

Others worry about whether Qi Ming can win, but what Liu is worried about is whether Qi Ming is in good health and whether he is in a good mood.

Maybe even Qi Ming himself forgot that he had come back with his arm hanging before the Spring Festival. Last time, he was trying to cheat the people who hurt him. When he knew it was Cai Yilang, coupled with the defeat of the Cai family, he naturally left the matter behind.

However, Liu will not easily forget that even if she knows it is false, she will unconsciously worry about whether her son will get hurt outside. From time to time, she will go to the Little Buddha Hall to recite the sutra, and her loving mother's heart is always particularly hot.

Ye Jiao did not disturb Liu these days, but only stayed in her own yard.

The belly that has been four months old begins to show, and people's physique is different. Some people can see the bulge of the lower abdomen in two months, while others will see the pregnancy very late.

Ye Jiao was born slim, but she showed her bosom later than others.

At this time, it was just a slight bulge in the lower abdomen, which could not be seen with a slightly larger robe.

It's just that Ye Jiao always unconsciously puts her hand on her belly and touches it from time to time, as if it were very fresh.

When the weather is fine today, Ye Jiao goes out for a walk with stone sprouts in her arms. By the way, she can also weed the herbs in the yard.

However, the weeding was done by squatting down. In the past, Ye Jiao only thought it was interesting, she was very happy, and she didn't feel tired, but now she is a little clumsy. Xiao Su dared not let her squat and ran over to help Ye Jiao: "second wife, just rest. I'll do it."

Ye Jiao looked at her and said, "I'll be fine."

Xiao Su did not listen to her this time: "Li Langzhong said before that you can't be tired this month, and the second young master also said …". Listen to Li Lang. "

Moreover, Qi Yun also told Xiao Su that if he could not take good care of Ye Jiao, he would pull out Xiao Hei's hair and stew it.

Xiao Su sighed in his heart and felt that it was a miracle that the black-feathered rooster he raised had not turned into chicken stew or fried diced chicken.

Ye Jiao did not insist and gave the small hoe to Xiao Su, while she sat down at the stone table and looked at the sprouts on the table.

Originally, there was no stone table in the yard, but Qi Yun saw that Ye Jiao always liked to walk around with a flowerpot in her arms, fearing that she would fall, so he asked people to move the stone table and stone stool in and put it in a sunny place so that Ye Jiao could sit and bask in the sun while watching the stone sprouts.

The stone stool was specially covered with a thick cushion, separated from the cold, and sat soft and comfortable.

On the other hand, Ye Jiao stared intently at the sprout grass on the table, reaching out her hand and touching it from time to time.

The three red flowers on the stone sprouts have fallen, and now that spring is coming, it is time to bear fruit.

However, the fruit of sprout grass is not as easy as ordinary fruit, because Baihongguo can save lives and cure all kinds of diseases, so it can naturally attract a lot of creatures to covet.

In order to avoid being eaten by birds and insects before they grow up, Baihongguo will wrap itself carefully with leaves in the process of fruit.

You can't see anything different from the outside. You have to look carefully in order to see the three small balls wrapped in layers of leaves, rickety.

Little ginseng has been accompanied by this kind of fruit for thousands of years, and in memory, the usual appearance is about to bear fruit.

As a result, it will float out a strange fragrance, which is particularly attractive.

At that time, it must be taken off immediately, or it will soon decay.

But all this will not go well until she is still a ginseng.

But now that she is a human being, she only has the essence of ginseng, and it is uncertain how big Ye Jiao can raise this fruit in the end.

Looking at it, Ye Jiao felt bored.

She said to Xiao Su, "bring a plate of melon seeds. I want to eat them."

Xiao Su answered, went to wash his hands, and then took out the dishes in the wing.

Eating melon seeds is the latest skill that little ginseng has learned. Melon seeds are fried with sunflower seeds, which seem to let go of sugar, the taste of stir-frying is burnt sweet, and the seeds of melon seeds also show fragrance.

It's just that it's easy to get angry. Ye Jiao only eats less than a hundred tablets a day and won't eat more.

However, ordinary people like to enjoy the process of eating melon seeds, but little ginseng just likes the taste.

On the contrary, she found it very troublesome to open the melon seeds.

Looking at the melon seeds in front of her, Ye Jiao could not help but put out her fingers and stirred them, as if she wanted to find a melon seed that popped out of her coat.

Just then, Qi Yun sat next to her.

Ye Jiao looked at him with some surprise: "Xianggong, why are you back so early today?"

Qi Yun smiled and said, "Saburo is going home tonight. My parents said they would get together for dinner in the evening, so my eldest brother and I came back a little early."

Ye Jiao stuffed her soft hand into the man's palm: "you seem to have been going out with your eldest brother recently."

Qi Yun took Ye Jiao's hand in his backhand and nodded: "if you want to use the grain from Big Brother Zhuangzi this year, you must take a look at it more."

"are you going to Zhuangzi?" Ye Jiao is a little worried.

The Chuang Tzu of the Qi family was not small, and the tenants were honest, but there were inevitably potholes along the way. Ye Jiao did not like the bumps of the carriage, so she was not willing to let her husband suffer.

Qi Yun said, "it doesn't matter, just let people show the grain. I don't have to go by myself."

Ye Jiao responded, and her eyes looked again at the melon seeds on the plate.

Qi Yun could see that she wanted to eat, and knew that Ye Jiao was impatient to peel melon seeds, so she pulled the plate in front of her and asked Xiao Su to take an empty small plate aside, picked up a melon seed, gently knocked it open, and then shelled it. Put the melon seeds on the small plate.

Ye Jiao looked longingly and heard Qi Yun's voice in her ear: "are you sleepy?"

"sleepy." Ye Jiao's eyes were still fixed on the melon seeds in Qi Yun's hands, following his movements.

Qi Yun put another melon seed on the plate: "if you are sleepy, go to sleep later. I will call you before dinner."

Ye Jiao could not hear what he said now, and almost instinctively replied, "I want to eat ice cream."

Of course, Qi Yun would not refuse her request: "Yes, there will be."

At this time, there are about 20 melon seeds on the plate, neatly placed in it.

Then Qi Yun quietly peeled off about forty of them, all of which were well placed in it.

The tips of melon seeds are all facing in the same direction, arranged in four rows, and look square.

Then Qi Yun picked up the plate, but his eyes kept looking at Ye Jiao.

This is what he peeled off for his wife to eat, but Qi Erlang wanted to tease her, pretending not to give it, and see how Ye Jiao reacted.

But as soon as he picked up the plate, Qi Yun saw Ye Jiao's mouth open.

There was no lipstick on her mouth, only the original pink color. When she opened slightly, her clear eyes stared at Qi Huan, looking particularly sincere.

This made Qi Yun reluctant to tease her, and naturally handed the plate to Ye Jiao: "for you."

Ye Jiao took it, poured the melon seeds directly into her mouth, ate and drank a mouthful of white water, and narrowed her eyes and smiled contentedly.

Qi Yun took the opportunity to lick her lips, but the little ginseng did not dodge, but also leaned over to Qi Yun and licked his lower lip.

For a moment, Qi Yun was a little confused about who was teasing whom.

Little ginseng didn't think there was anything wrong with it. When Qi Yun held her hand again, Ye Jiao rubbed her eyes and hit Yawn.

Qi Yun took her in for a nap, but while sitting by the bed, Qi Yun took the opportunity to give Ye Jiao the silver tickets he had got in the past two months: "keep it, our private house."

Ye Jiao took a look at it. 120 a card, a total of five, that is 520.

This is definitely a large number. I am afraid that ordinary people will not be able to save up this silver for the rest of their lives.

But Ye Jiao gave Qi Yun the habit of managing money, and the shop was doing brisk business and making a lot of money. In her opinion, the money was just a number, and there was nothing to be surprised about.

When Ye Jiao opened her money box and locked it, Ye Jiao turned her head and reached Qi Yun's mouth Peck: "the husband is really amazing."

Qi Yun smiled and hugged her, rubbed her forehead with his face, then pulled the brocade quilt over her and coaxed her into Rest.

Originally, Ye Jiao did not need to take a nap. She lay down and slept on her own.

But after the belly was a little bigger, the little ginseng was a little afraid to turn over for fear of pressing down on his stomach, but the more careful he was, the less likely he was to fall asleep. When Qi Yun knew about it, he often came back to coax her.

There is no need to do much, just lean against the bedside and pat her until she falls asleep.

Today, Qi Yun took a pharmacopoeia in his hand, ready to read it to her and coaxed her to sleep, when he happened to turn to the ginseng page.

A man's voice has always been low and sweet, as quiet as a bamboo forest after the wind and rain: "Ginseng, also known as yellow ginseng and divine grass, tastes sweet, slightly cold, non-toxic, treats the five internal organs, calms the spirit, calms the soul, stops the palpitations, removes evil, treats all deficiency in men and women, and is bright and happy.". "

This happiness originally meant to enlighten her mind, but Ye Jiao was half asleep and half awake, listening vaguely. She seemed to hear ginseng and seemed to hear happiness, so she murmured: "well, I am very happy."

Hearing the speech, Qi Yun thought she was talking in her sleep, so he smiled and patted her gently, his voice kept on.

She didn't stop until she felt that Ye Jiao was breathing smoothly.

Qi Yun looked at Ye Jiao carefully and made sure that the man was really asleep, so he gently put the Pharmacopoeia on the low table to one side, got out of bed carefully, dropped the curtain of the bed, and saw that it was still early, so he went out the door.

Now Qi Jia Erlang still looks a little whiter than ordinary people, but his body is getting better day by day.

In the past, he could only stay at home and listen to the managers come to the door to talk about the shop, but now Qi Jia Erlang can go to the street and walk around the shop by himself.

Today, he went to the liquor store to find the manager of Song, and was going to talk to him about the caravan.

When he entered the wine shop, as soon as Qi Yun sat down, the manager of Song began to complain.

Among them, the business of the caravan made it most difficult for Song to manage.

Shopkeeper Sun gave Qi Yun a lot of help. he is not young enough to see that Qi Yun is a man with seven tricks in his heart, and what is more rare is that this man is much more decisive than others.

As a matter of fact, there are many people with abilities, but not many people with abilities and ideas.

The Suns really hated the Cai family before, but they never thought that the Cai family could really fall apart and even have nothing left to uproot.

Qi Yun did it, and did it neatly, and the shopkeeper Sun knew that this was not a thing in the pool.

Originally, he only wanted to invite Qi Yun to join the caravan, but now he advised Qi Yun to set up his own team.

The formation of a caravan is not just a matter of talking about it. In addition to having experienced leaders and having enough coveted goods, it is more important to have enough money.

Once the caravan goes out, it will not be able to come back for a year and a half. If you go to sea, it is not unusual to come back once every three or four years.

It takes a lot of money to invest, and it is also unknown whether it will be able to get back to the capital.

Ordinary people think that one thousand eight hundred taels can not be spent in a lifetime, but for the caravan, these thousand eight hundred taels cannot be silver, but must be replaced with gold to ensure their composition.

Qi Yun was somewhat moved by this suggestion. After all, it was safer for the caravan to be held in its own hands, and it was better to borrow other people's than to have the freedom to have one of its own.

But where the money came from, Qi Yun hesitated.

Manager Song sighed: "shopkeeper Sun said he could lend it to us, but the money he wanted was not low, and it was unknown whether the caravan could make money or lose money. if he lost all his money, he would have to accompany him to pay it back."

Qi Yun shook his head. "if we ask shopkeeper Sun to borrow money, he will certainly agree, and even if he doesn't give it back, he won't say anything, but we can't say that."

The manager of Song did not quite understand: "Why?"

If he asks him to borrow it, he will borrow it, and whether he has to pay it back or not, why not borrow it?

Qi Yun said calmly: "in this world, the best thing to pay back is money, and the hardest thing to pay back is human favor." His voice paused and told the manager Song a thorough account of the matter. "We asked shopkeeper Sun for the caravan we asked for, and we helped them bring down the Cai family for mutual benefit, but now Boss Sun wants us to owe him a favor."

After thinking about it, the manager of Song turned the corner.

Shopkeeper Sun is not short of money. He runs a bank. Money is never difficult for him.

But it can't be a sudden burst of kindness when he takes the initiative to help the Qi family.

If Qi Yun really opens his mouth and borrows this money now, I am afraid that after the human debt is owed, no matter whether the money can be repaid in the future or not, the favor will not be returned.

Just then, Qi Yun saw someone enter the wine shop.

After the examination of Qi Sanlang, he came back with Chu Chengyun.

In fact, Chu Chengyun said that going the same way with him was just an excuse. Duanwang Ye was now very idle and had nothing to do. It was not easy to hand in a good brother to take a look with him. In particular, Qi Ming happened to coincide with Chu Chengyun in many political views, and the two men had a lot to say.

When went there, said all the way, and when came back, said all the way. Just talking about the restructuring of agriculture and commerce was a lot of talk, and was very unhappy.

With the rise of chat, Qi Ming suggested going to the liquor store.

He was still young and could not drink, and Chu Chengyun seldom drank. Because Meng's body was weak and could not smell the wine, Chu Chengyun seldom drank alcohol.

The two people went to sit down only because they were talking about political affairs, and the people were taboo about politics. Qijia Wine Store is the Qi family's own industry, which can always be more secret.

Who knew that as soon as he entered the door, he saw Qi Yun, who was talking to the manager of Song.

Originally Chu Cheng promised to see someone and wanted to leave.

Who knew that the golden fan bag tied to his waist suddenly fell off, containing exactly what Ye Jiao had given him the chance to get, and the Duan Wang hung it, that is, he warned himself every day not to ignore the way of luck.

Watching it fall, Chu Chengyun went to pick it up.

But when Chu Chengyun bent down to pick it up, Qi Yun stood up and walked towards the door. When Chu Chengyun saw others coming, he couldn't turn around and walk away. It was rude, so he stood there.

Qi Yun had heard Ye Jiao talk about them before, and now when he saw Ye Pingrong, he knew that this was the third Childe in front of him. When he looked at it carefully, he could see that Chu Chengyun was well dressed.

Before, because Qi Yun was full of Ye Jiao at night, he did not look at Chu Chengyun carefully.

Now it seems that although the third Childe looks nothing special in a long gown, this material is not cheap, and there are dark grain embroidery, which is not the craftsmanship of ordinary embroidery Niang.

Sure enough, this man should be surnamed Chu.

National surname.

When his mind was strengthened, Qi Yun stood up and said to Qi Ming, "if you don't hurry home, what are you doing here?"

What Qi Ming feared most at home was Qi Yun, who was lively just now, but now seeing Qi Yun immediately silenced, he obediently stood up and replied, "Brother Yi and I are going the same way and want to find a place to have a rest."

It was only then that Qi Yun looked at the other two, got up and said, "third Childe, under Qi Yun." Then he looked at Ye Pingrong, "Big Brother."

Ye Pingrong nodded and knew that he was following Ye Jiao to call his eldest brother, so he replied.

As soon as Chu Chengyun saw Qi Yun, he had some feelings.

In fact, Qi Ming mentioned to Chu Chengyun more than once that his two brothers in the family, especially Qi Yun, were blown by Qi Ming that there was nothing in the sky and nothing on earth.

There are many geniuses in this world, but often geniuses are ill-fated. Qi Yun naturally shows some sadness in Chu Chengyun's eyes.

Born frail and sickly, he has a seven-skillful mind, knowledgeable and omniscient, but he is always hovering on the brink of life and death.

It would be distressing for such a character to be placed in any generation.

Now, Chu Chengyun looked at the Zhilan Yushu-like man in front of him, and sighed more and more, with a smile on his face: "this must be Qi Jia Erlang. Saburo often talks about you."

Qi Yun nodded to Chu Chengyun and looked as simple as ever. He didn't seem to think much of Chu Chengyun because of his speculation about his identity. His voice was calm: "my Saburo is grateful to me for the care of the third Childe." With that, he said to Song, "send some tea."

Since Qi Yun said so, Chu Chengyun and Qi Ming sat down at another table, ready to talk again.

Ye Pingrong stood at the door, her face quiet.

But not waiting for Chu Chengyun and Qi Ming to open their mouth, Qi Yun's voice sounded faintly at another table: "with regard to the caravan, I only sighed that the time was bad. I was enthusiastic, but I couldn't do anything."

Originally, the manager of Song thought that if a stranger came, he would take a rest and stop for a while, and there was no hurry to talk about it.

But seeing that Qi Yun had no intention of stopping, the manager of Song also sat back and said, "the second young master doesn't have to worry too much, there is always a solution."

Qi Yun did not mention the money, but only spoke in a quiet voice: "I thought that the caravan could take my calligraphy and painting to educate the barbarians and communicate with the business road. I also hired a painter to outline the terrain along the way. If the court needed it, I was willing to provide free money. It was more than one move, but it happened to be …."

At this point, Qi Yun suddenly stopped and sighed gently, only a short sound, but he could hear the helplessness inside.

On the contrary, it was Song who was in charge of the matter with a confused face.

Since when did you talk about calligraphy and painting? Aren't you selling wine?

Since when did you talk about drawing? They didn't hire a master?

Why, I can't understand what the second young master said.

But just when the manager of Song didn't know how to deal with it, Chu Chengyun stood up.

He listened to what Qi Yun said in his ears, and Chu Cheng obviously thought much more than Song.

Nowadays, there are many caravans, but most of them are tools for the common people to strive for profits, and they have no other use.

On the contrary, many caravans come and go secretly and never pay taxes, which has become a worry of the imperial court.

But now Chu Chengyun listened to Qi Yun's words and suddenly had some other ideas.

If we can really act in this way, it will be good for the court, spread culture, benefit the people, and prepare in advance for war, wouldn't it be a great good thing?

As soon as this idea came out, Chu Chengyun said to Qi Yun, "Erlang, can you tell me about the caravan?"

Qi Yun turned around and looked at him, as if hesitating.

But at last he stood up and sat down on the chair opposite Chu Chengyun.

Qi Yun's manners have always been excellent, with the air of a gentleman in his every move, but looking at Qi Ming, today's second elder brother seems to be more than usual. A little more elegant?

Before he could figure it out, he heard Qi Yun talk about the caravan.

Originally, Qi Yun had made some plans for the caravan, and all kinds of preparations were comprehensive. Coupled with Qi Yun's sickness since childhood, Qi Yun had no other entertainment except reading books at home. He had read more books, and the words quoted from the classics became more and more obedient to the ears of this bookish nerd.

After listening to Qi Yun, Chu Chengyun unconsciously stroked his hand and smiled, "well, Jiro, that's a great idea."

But what Qi Yun gave him back was a smile.

But this smile is a wry smile, with helplessness: "it's just that I don't know how much money I have to spend."

As soon as these words came out, Chu Chengyun said, "if you want money, I have it."

Chu Chengyun has no shortage of money. as a royal family, he has much more money than he has.

Since he became a king and had his own fief, this money is like running water. This is what Chu Chengyun needs most.

But the idea was other people's, not his own. Chu Chengyun hesitated for a moment. He couldn't steal Qi Erlang's idea with his own money, could he?

He is a magnificent king, how can he compete with the people for profit?

Qi Yun looked at him and said faintly, "this is just one of my ideas. It's normal for my son to hesitate. After all, I'm just a sick person, and I'm a little too naive to think about it, and there are always omissions."

Qi Ming:.

Qi Ming, who was picked up by Qi Yun from an early age, can more or less guess what his brother wants to do.

This is clearly the use of words to deceive the third Childe!

Qi Ming could not have been clearer about his brother's character. He was extremely frank and enthusiastic, and the last thing he could not hear was the sufferings of others.

Qi Ming said a lot of good things about Qi Yun in front of Chu Chengyun, mostly the truth, but it didn't include that his second brother Yun was a good hand.

It's just that Qi Ming is a little uncertain, and it's true that the third Childe is his brother, but Qi Yun is his own brother, so it's clear at a glance which is more or less important.

But seeing that the brother he had just recognized was going to be surrounded by Qi Yun, Qi Ming was still a little hesitant.

Just when he hesitated, Chu Chengyun already said, "Sir misunderstood me. This is a good plan and should be put into practice."

Chu Chengyun preconceived that Qi Yun was the most elegant and intelligent person. When he heard Qi Ming talk about it before, he might still be a little hard to believe. After all, no one could have thought of how capable a man who was always sick could be, but he really saw it, especially what Qi Yun did just now. Anyone who looked at it would think that this man was trustworthy, or the kind of strange man who was very sincere.

In the face of Qi Yun, no one could have imagined that he had other thoughts.

In addition, every word Qi Yun said hit his heart, but Chu Chengyun did not care about money, so he naturally hit it off.

As soon as Chu Chengyun changed his name, Qi Yun knew that it was more than half done.

When Qi Yun looked at Chu Chengyun, he already had the intention of appeasing: "Alas, the plan is a good plan, but after all, Qi has no money in his pocket and can not support this idea. It is true that heaven does not obey the wishes of the people, and he can only say what to do. Sir, just listen, don't worry about it. "

Sure enough, as soon as this remark came out, Chu Chengyun agreed: "since my husband has such ambitions, I will naturally help you. Let's discuss it again. If it is really feasible, I will give the money, and if I get a profit, fifty-five."

Qi Yun sighed lightly, neither light nor heavy, and looked a little bleak with that slightly pale face.

Chu Chengyun's words turned: "three or seven minutes is it, I am three, you are seven."

Thinking that he is a royal family, he should not have competed with the people for profits, and now it is still a helpless act to be afraid of revealing his identity.

Qi Yun showed a look of surprise, and then gradually turned into a smile.

He got up and respectfully promised to hand it over to Chu: "the third Childe, who works for the country and the people and does not compete with the people for profit, is really rare in the world, and it is really a blessing of the imperial court."

Chu Chengyun didn't care about the money, and no matter how much he wanted to be an idle king, the court's surname was Chu, which belonged to his family. Chu Chengyun was naturally happy to do something for his family.

Hearing the words, Chu Chengyun also stood up and supported Qi Yun: "Erlang is a great talent. He is in the middle of business, but he does not have the treacherous habits of a businessman. On the contrary, he is so considerate of the country. A businessman like you is the blessing of the imperial court."

"be polite."

"how dare you?"

Qi Ming looked left and right, and felt that the corners of his mouth could not stop twitching.

How on earth did my second brother practice the skill of a white wolf with empty gloves? How come they are all raised by a mother and a father, but this skill has not been passed on to me at all?