Chapter 1162 Suicide

In Ronghou's mansion, Rong Enqing helped his wife up, he was so happy, he became a father again, he thought he could only have one son in his life, and said carefully: "Whether it's a boy or a girl, it's all given by God." Our baby."

Yao Yao has been wandering, but now she still doesn't believe it, "I really have it?"

"Yes, it's been more than two months, and this time you've got fetal gas, you're going to rest on the bed."

Yao Yao grabbed her husband's hand, "I still want to investigate the cause of my mother's death. My younger brother married for me. I said I would take good care of him."

Rong Enqing sighed, if he was a monk for a lifetime, he would still have a chance to survive. Don't think about his heirs. If he didn't become a monk, he might have no chance of survival at all. This was the only thing he could do for his wife.

Fortunately, the child was transparent and became a monk cleanly.

In the imperial palace, the emperor knew what Rong Enqing did, and asked the people below, "Master Yao's body is really ruined? Did you take the medicine?"

"Yes, the foundation has been destroyed. Even if you don't continue to administer the medicine for weakness, you will not live long. The medicine for extinction is also taken while you are not paying attention."

The emperor said: "Leave someone in the temple to watch, since you have become a monk, you don't have to come out."

The emperor and others went out, twirling the bracelet, "I'd like to see what step this Yao Yao can make. After a few days, I will hand over the cause of Bai's death and the evidence to Mrs. Ronghou."

Eunuch Liu lowered his head, "Yes."

In the Zhou family, Zhulan is holding the blueprint of the house given to the Zhou family by the emperor in her hand. This is the final drawing, and the Rong family's address has been divided these days.

Zhulan can clearly see the place allocated to the Zhou family, and there is a big artificial lake. The designed buildings are based on the style of Jiangnan.

Xuemei stood beside her mother, "Mother, this house is too big."

Zhulan happily said, "Yeah, it's too big. Now I can only look at the blueprints. I have to wait a few months to see it."

Xuemei felt that there were too many scattered corridors on the blueprint, and she would really get lost without someone to take her with her. "It costs hundreds of thousands of taels to build such a house."

Zhulan said happily: "Well, these materials only cost the cost price. If the emperor did not bear all the expenses, our family would not be able to repair them."

The emperor took too many things from the Rong family, and the emperor didn't pick up the money, so the emperor still has face.

Xuemei helped Mother to roll up the blueprint, and waited until the blueprint was put away before she said: "Mother, have you heard that the price of glass has come down, and I'm thinking about replacing all the windows at home with glass."

Zhulan naturally heard about it. Economic prosperity promotes development. Foreign glass technology is already advanced, and this dynasty has also improved its technology. After continuous experiments, the technology has matured, the production volume has increased, and the price of glass has naturally dropped.

Zhulan thought of the new house, and Zhou Shuren said that the windows would also be replaced with glass, and she was looking forward to the new house.

At Zhang Jinghong's home, Yao Xin finally got in touch with her mother, but she didn't want to come out. Seeing the letter written by her mother, her tears kept falling, and her mother didn't want to be her burden.

Yao Xin hiccupped from crying, and wrote a reply quickly, she was not afraid of the burden.

When Zhang Jinghong came back, he saw the letter and his heart skipped a beat. Not only did the mother-in-law not want to be a burden to the lady, she also didn't want the lady to have any connection with the Yaohou Mansion.

Squeezing the letter, she finally opened her mouth and said: "Your mother has a will to die. She is here, and you are still in contact with the Hou Mansion. Only when she is gone can it be completely broken."

Yao Xin panicked completely, "What to do, what to do?"

Zhang Jinghong looked at the sky, "I'll take the servant to guard Yaohou's mansion."

Yao Xin fell to the ground. It had been several hours since the letter came, but she didn't notice it, and she fell on the ground and cried bitterly.

Time passed little by little, and the boy came back soon, bringing back the news of his aunt's death.

Yao Xin, "I just want to take my mother out, I don't want to force my mother to die, I want her to live well."

Zhang Jinghong hugged his wife, but his mother didn't think so. The ship in Yaohou's mansion was already broken. My aunt didn't want to implicate my wife when the ship sank. My aunt's suicide is also a kind motherly heart to her. "Mother hopes that you can be safe and sound." .”

Yao Xin didn't understand it before, so she murmured, "I was very ignorant when I was a child. I didn't like the identity of my aunt. I'm not good. I don't deserve her to die for me. I'm not good. I'm not good."

Zhang Jinghong locked his wife tightly, "You are fine. You have been taking care of your mother for the past two years. She knows in her heart that you are fine."

Yao Xin was wrapped in endless guilt. She was not a good daughter, and she became the cause of her mother's death in the end.

The Zhou family, Zhou Shuren said: "Today, a Western envoy sent the emperor's chime bell, which was made according to the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River."

Zhulan asked in a low voice, "This is used by the emperor. It's the best publicity. Let's see, the shops of foreign merchants will be robbed tomorrow when the bell rings."

Zhou Shuren, "It's too expensive. I asked. The cheap ones cost thousands of taels, and the expensive ones cost thousands of taels. Speaking of which, the Chinese were the first to invent clocks and watches. I remember the first mechanical timepiece created by Su Song in the Northern Song Dynasty." The machine was used more than 300 years earlier than foreigners, and there is another name that I forgot, and the manufacture of mechanical clocks was more than 80 years earlier than foreign countries.”

Zhulan, "Although the former dynasty and the present are superficial, and history has turned a corner, there is a history of the Northern Song Dynasty. You can ask the Ministry of Industry to find information and make it yourself. Now I am not going to buy foreigners. It is too expensive. , Buy and buy domestically produced products.”

Zhou Shuren burst into laughter, "It's been a long time since I heard that I bought domestic ones, and I miss them a lot. You're right, let's buy domestic ones. I'll talk to Mr. Fang tomorrow. It's really not good cough cough, model Yep, bought some and dismantled them."

Zhulan was happy, "Yes."

The next day, Zhulan still couldn't hold back her curiosity, she didn't buy it, she just went to a foreigner's shop to have a look, and brought her youngest son with her, as a holiday for the youngest son, of course there was a private letter, hoping that his son would know more, Can better accept some foreign things.

When the carriage arrives, there are really many foreigners in the shop. The shopkeepers are all from the capital, and the shopkeepers can speak foreign languages.

Changzhong's eyes widened, because he was shocked by the price, and touched his purse. The money he had saved could not afford a whole leg.

Zhulan didn't even admit it, they were all works of art. Finally, after hearing the quotation from the shopkeeper, the sinful hands who wanted to spend the money shrank back. It was too expensive, so they didn't buy anything and dragged their son away.

The mother and son turned to the glass shop and bought glass cups before returning to the carriage.

Zhulan asked her son, "What do you think?"

Changzhong thought too much, "Mother, my son thinks that if we control the technology, foreigners will stop asking for prices. Rare things are more expensive. If they are not rare, the price will come down."

Zhulan patted her son's head, "You're right, what else do you think?"

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