After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

What do you mean?

She and the Third Prince met in the peach blossom forest and had already developed feelings for each other. She even gave her body to him.

The Third Prince had promised to give her a status, even if it was as a concubine, it would be considered high-class given her status.

But now, the word "self-respect" slapped her in the face.

She admitted that the so-called chance encounter in the peach blossom forest was a deliberate plan of hers.

But hadn't the Third Prince also been attracted to her? How could this be? She didn't believe it, she didn't believe it!

"Go and invite Di Qing back."

Rong Qianqian gritted her teeth. She didn't believe it. She wanted to meet the third prince in person and explain the matter clearly.

The maid ran out cautiously and came back soon.

"Miss, there is no one to be seen."

What's the use even if they can see the person? Di Qing is a martial arts expert. If he doesn't want to come, can they women take him away by force?

Rong Qianqian clenched the letter in her hand, her anger gradually cooled down, and her rationality began to return.

She had figured it out. She regarded the Third Prince as a bargaining chip to turn things around, but the Third Prince regarded her surrender as a fleeting love affair.

When you get tired of playing with it, it's time to throw it away.

Not even qualified to meet.

What could a merchant girl like her do? She probably wouldn't even have the chance to ask the Third Prince for an explanation.

Now, her father has fallen from power, she has lost her virginity and been abandoned, and her third uncle wants to give her to Fang Yin, but she has offended Fang Yin.

Rong Qianqian's face turned pale. She was finished.

She's probably dead.

Rong Qianqian swallowed and looked at the ball of paper in her hand, a strong feeling of unwillingness surging in her heart.

No, she couldn't accept her fate, she had to save herself.

Rong Qianqian's face was extremely gloomy.

In the private room on the third floor, Fang Nanzhi was eating lychees while Qin Yan was peeling them.

It's true that this thing is sweet and refreshing, and it's really delicious, but it's expensive. A plate of lychees at Wanbaolou costs fifteen taels.

"The high cost of lychees lies in their transportation. It takes a month to get there and back, and the manpower, horsepower, and ice used are astronomical. Not everyone is willing to pay this cost."

"In the entire capital, besides the palace which gives lychees as tribute every year, only Wanbaolou can eat them."

Seeing the little girl enjoying the meal, General An couldn't help but say, "Since my niece likes it, take some away later. It's mine."

For some reason, looking at the lively and cheerful little girl, General An also began to look forward to getting married.

After getting married, they also gave birth to a daughter.

"Uncle An, no need. My second uncle is rich." Fang Nanzhi smiled at him.

Just accept the gift when you meet. It is within the scope of etiquette. Asking for more will make you seem greedy.

Fang Yin nodded: "Yes, I'll order a few more plates and bring them back for my younger brothers and sisters to try."

He is now a salaried person!

No, his salary seems to be only twenty taels per month.

Fang Yin was stunned and counted on his fingers. He found that three months' salary was enough to buy four plates of lychees.

No, isn't it said that becoming an official will bring you great wealth and honor? Why is it different for him?

Fortunately, although his salary was not enough, he still had the emperor's reward of one thousand taels of silver, which was enough to last for a while.

Little did they know that at home, Qian Fengping was sitting cross-legged on the kang, with account books in front of her. She was calculating and muttering to herself.

"The emperor rewarded me with 1,000 taels of silver, 300 mu of official farmland, three shops, three pieces of silk and satin, and a house."

"Now there are only 466 taels left? One of the three shops has gone bankrupt? Did you use the silk and satin to exchange for a good horse?"

Qian Fengping was very troubled. She thought her second brother was not good at managing the household, but she didn't expect him to be a squanderer.

She looked through the account books carefully and found that almost all the silver was spent on providing compensation to the injured and dead soldiers.

Regarding this, the imperial court also provides pensions, but it will take at least three or two months for the Ministry of Revenue to approve it.

Soldiers who have died in battle may not be in a hurry, but soldiers who are seriously injured and have to be cleared out of the barracks cannot wait.

I’m afraid that if I wait too long, I’ll run out of money to see a doctor and die.

In fact, there are some rules for this kind of thing. Generally, there are regulations in military camps. Soldiers with serious disabilities or elderly soldiers will be given pensions by the court and allowed to return home for resettlement.

But the problem was that the court’s pension was tight, and too many people in the army reported to return home, so the court could only pay pensions to half of them.

This has resulted in many veterans and disabled soldiers being unable to leave the barracks because they find it difficult to obtain pensions.

If they stay in the military camp and do odd jobs to make a living, they will be used as cannon fodder if there is a war.

Many generals tacitly accepted this, which became an unspoken rule.

Even under General Meng, there are many old and disabled soldiers. Although they will not be used as cannon fodder, they have no hope of returning home in this life.

Only Fang Yin, who had just arrived as a general, did not know about this at first, but later when he learned that the court's pension was insufficient, he paid for it himself.

In fact, he is like his third brother at heart, stingy and reluctant to spend money.

But he was also influenced by his third brother and felt that no matter how important money was, it was not as important as life.

He stubbornly believed that if these soldiers followed him to fight, it would be equivalent to putting their lives in his hands.

Then you have to be responsible for people. You can't say that we are comrades in arms during a war and then disown us after the battle, right?

So he counted the casualties of his soldiers, and those who needed to return home were allowed to do so according to the rules and were given pensions.

Qian Fengping looked at the account book and sighed. She was only worried that if the money was spent like this, her second brother's family property would not be able to withstand it.

As for the three shops, one was a silk shop with mediocre income, one was a small restaurant with good business, and one was a rouge shop with no business for three consecutive months. My second brother arranged for the housekeeper to sell the shop.

Fortunately, the housekeeper had been "delayed".

In fact, for a wealthy family in Beijing, who would sell their property unless the family was ruined? Fang Yin, in other words, felt that he should cut his losses in time.

"Oh." Qian Fengping sighed again.

Fang Tong brought in a copper basin and said, "Wife, come and warm your feet."

Well, they now have servants and maids, but Fang Tong feels that he still has to serve his wife himself.

Otherwise, how can the role of a son-in-law be reflected?

"Let's take a bath together." Qian Fengping didn't like being served by her man. She liked to enjoy herself with a man.

She felt that this was how a couple should live, not one where one had to put the other under pressure.

"Okay, wife, why are you frowning?" Fang Tong looked at the spread-out account book.

"Is it hard to manage? If not, give it to Brother Yan. I think he's quite free lately."

"Come to think of it, when I was supporting Brother Yan in school, I wanted him to learn accounting so he could become a shopkeeper in the future. But there was no chance, so this is a good opportunity to train him."

Qian Fengping was amused.

"Why do we need him? The child has been studying for several years, getting up early and going to bed late. He finally gets a few days off. Let him go out and play and make friends."

"I think that with the way Second Brother spends money, he needs to have his own income. Tomorrow I want to go to the three shops to see if the income of the shops can keep up."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Fang Tong had been sitting on the bench all day. When he was leaving today, the minor official from the Sinong Temple reminded him that he had a day off tomorrow and asked him to come back the day after tomorrow.