mtl008 Chapter 589 Finally Waited for Her Letter
Chapter 589 Finally Waited for Her Letter
In the Yangxin Palace, before going to sleep, Mu Yingbao remembered that he would make pork dumplings for Brother Hui the next morning. The dough for the dumplings had not risen yet, so he pushed the door and went to the kitchen.
After taking a few steps, I saw Brother Hui and Old Man Tao coming in from outside.
"Have you been out again?" Mu Yingbao asked casually.
Because she knew that Brother Hui had gone to talk to Fan Puchang about something, and that he had already come back after the discussion. Now that he was back from outside, of course he had gone out again later.
"I asked my great-grandfather to accompany me to the imperial study to draft the imperial edict." Brother Hui came over and told me with a smile.
"Didn't mother say that the matter is urgent and cannot be delayed? Your son will draft an edict to have Feng Jucai come to the palace tomorrow morning." He added as he approached.
"You two can chat, I won't keep you company." When Old Man Tao saw the two's attitude, he muttered to himself and went straight to his room.
Old Man Tao actually thinks that those in the court who receive salaries but do not do their work should be dismissed and sent back to where they came from.
He has the Fan family for civil affairs, his grandson-in-law and the merchants for military affairs, and his extremely smart granddaughter to give him advice. That is enough.
The two of them entered the kitchen, and Hui watched his mother wash her hands and knead the dough.
"Mother, I miss my father." Brother Hui said in a low voice.
Mu Yingbao paused when he heard this. "Oh, I thought about it too."
"Mother, if it weren't for our son, our family would not have been separated." Brother Hui still felt a little uncomfortable.
"Are you stupid? If it weren't for you, there would be no chance for him and I to be together." Mu Yingbao hurriedly coaxed the child.
"It's okay to be apart from time to time. When we miss each other, we will know how important each other is. We will cherish the time we spend together even more in the future." Mu Yingbao tried hard to pretend that she was open-minded.
She really missed him too. When eating, she wondered whether he had eaten, what he had eaten, and whether the food was hot.
When he goes to bed, he wonders if he has enough sleep, whether he is in a tent in the wild or in the military camp.
She forced herself not to think about whether he was hurt, because a friend named Ye Zhan once told her not to worry about bad things, as that was a negative prayer.
She arranged a lot of things for herself to do every day, filling her time so that she had no time to think about him or miss him.
Now she finally knows what the pain of lovesickness is, and she has finally experienced it firsthand.
If she hadn't been worried about the child in front of her, she would have run to find him long ago.
Fortunately, Brother Hui comes back every day with good news and good news, and the same goes for the merchants.
Otherwise, she felt that her life would be even more difficult. "By the way, mother, Feng Jucai will enter the palace tomorrow, but I am not sure what I think of this newly established department.
There was no easy and appropriate name for the sect. My grandfather felt it was not appropriate to add it to the six divisions.
Mother, please help your son think about it. "I think the idea came from the mother, and she should have thought about what to call it.
"There's nothing wrong with adding it to the six ministries. You'll get used to it after a while. You can also set up another department, such as the Commerce Department. Feng Jucai's official position can be called the Imperial Department. You are the emperor anyway, and you set the rules. Just because there was no rule in the previous dynasty doesn't mean there won't be any in your hands. You have supreme power now, so if you think something is inappropriate, just get rid of it.
If you think it is good and feasible, just add it. "Mu Yingbao had indeed thought about it, so when the child asked, he opened his mouth and answered immediately.
If it weren’t for the Ministry of Commerce and the Commerce Bureau being too modern, she would have wanted to suggest using these two.
Calling Feng Jucai a minister or a bureau chief is hilarious!
Brother Hui listened carefully and nodded.
You know, when it comes to mother, there is nothing that cannot be solved.
"Son, I've been thinking about it these past few days. I feel that the palace, the eunuchs and maids who stayed in the palace and refused to leave, are not suitable for embroidery, making handicrafts, etc. Why don't we open a pharmacy ourselves? I have the prescriptions, and you have the manpower. Now that we have added a trade department, the medicine we make can not only be sold in our country, but also exported to other countries.
Medicine is more practical than handicrafts, right?
In this way, we will have more medicinal materials we need, and we can let the people grow the herbs and we will purchase them.
Son, what do you think? "Since he was not sleepy, Mu Yingbao simply talked about the pharmaceutical factory.
"Of course, mother, this way, your son won't have to worry about lack of money."
Brother Hui jumped up and down with excitement.
Mu Yingbao couldn't help but put some flour on Hui Ge's nose. "Son, I may not be able to help you with other things, but I can definitely help you with the money."
"Sniff, son, I'll remember it." Brother Hui responded loudly.
After helping my mother to knead the dough, we went our separate ways outside and returned to our rooms.
Brother Hui didn't dare tell his mother that he actually wanted to sleep in the same room with her so that she would tell him stories.
In the early morning thousands of miles away, Xue Wenyu opened his eyes in the tent and counted the days in his mind. If nothing unexpected happened, Tang Qing would be here in about three days.
Now two of the three cities occupied by the enemy have been recovered. He ordered a two-day rest and recapture the last one on the third day.
He also wanted to win the battle quickly so that he could return to Beijing in triumph earlier and reunite with her and her husband.
However, he also knew that haste makes waste, and the soldiers had not had a good rest until now. He could not selfishly ignore the lives of the soldiers just to return to Beijing as soon as possible to reunite with his wives and children. They also had wives, children, mothers and fathers waiting for them at home.
In the past, whether Xue Wenyu was away on business or quelling rebellion at the border, his two concerns about the capital were the children in the marquis's mansion and his sister in the palace.
There were people in the capital that he cared about, but there was no home that he missed.
Now, he has a home.
This home does not refer to the Hall of Mental Cultivation in the palace, but the place where she is.
Wherever she and her children are, that is home.
"Master, master?" Xue Wenyu was heading towards the capital city, dazed, when he heard the voice of his subordinates behind him.
When Xue Wenyu heard this, he thought something was happening on the enemy side and turned around immediately.
Unexpectedly, what he saw was a subordinate leading a person over.
Because of the cold weather, the man's eyebrows and beard were covered with ice.
"Your subordinate Tang Qing greets the master." Before I could recognize who it was, the person who came came forward to greet me.
"Tang Qing?" "So fast?" Xue Wenyu was very surprised.
"It's me. This is the letter that Madam asked me to write to you." Tang Qing said as he unbuttoned his cotton robe, cut open the cotton robe against his chest with a dagger, and took out a letter.
In order to deliver the lady's letter to his master as soon as possible, Tang Qing took shortcuts to avoid unnecessary troubles. Unexpectedly, he saw a subordinate leading someone over.
Because of the cold weather, the man's eyebrows and beard were covered with ice.
"Your subordinate Tang Qing greets the master." Before I could recognize who it was, the person who came came forward to greet me.
"Tang Qing?" "So fast?" Xue Wenyu was very surprised.
"It's me. This is the letter that Madam asked me to write to you." Tang Qing said as he unbuttoned his cotton robe, cut open the cotton robe against his chest with a dagger, and took out a letter.
In order to deliver his wife's letter to his master as soon as possible, Tang Qing always took shortcuts, which saved him a lot of distance, but was a bit dangerous. He was afraid that he would accidentally drop his wife's letter, so one time when he passed by a hunter's house, he borrowed needle and thread from the family and sewed the letter inside his cotton robe.
Xue Wenyu didn't have time to praise his subordinate. He took the letter and turned around to walk into the tent. Finally, he received her reply...