The dinner was called by Xiao Shiyi from the restaurant, and the servants in the mansion also had a table alone.

After dinner, Aunt Qiao said to Youjin with distress, "How much money does it cost to spend so many good things? I have saved a lot of money here, some of which are sold this year, and some of which are sent by Miss, and you can buy a lot of meat and vegetables..."

Youjin only started to give away silver last year. Before, Wang controlled the He Mansion industry, and Qiao Bo and the others lived all by selling plums. It was very difficult. Zhang's mother said that she couldn't afford charcoal in winter, and Zhang's mother even filled their money privately. However, they were not rich in the nunnery and could not help much.

Youjin ate a pickled plum made by Aunt Qiao, praised it with delicious food, and smiled, "Those silver are for you to spend. Don't be reluctant to leave it. You should buy chicken, duck, fish and meat often. The shop in my hand has good returns, and the silver is enough."

Youjin took a full wallet of silver and put it in her hand, "These are for buying meat and vegetables for you. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so you can buy it well."

Aunt Qiao refused, "The old slave and his wife's lives were saved by the master. It is natural to be able to guard the house for the master and the lady in the mansion. The lady had already given the reward just now, so why would she ask for so much money for the lady again!"

Youjin stuffed her purse into her hand, "Just hold it!"

She asked her curiously, "How did my father save you?"

Aunt Qiao took the money and thanked him again. Fang said, "That year, the old slaves and their hometown were famine. They came out to escape. It was raining on the road that day, so we hid under the tree. It happened that the master was sheltering from a nearby tea shed. He ran out in the rain and dragged us to the tea shed, saying that the tree was too high. At that time, it was the time when there was too much lightning, and it would bring lightning. As a result, after a while, the tree was struck by a thunder and rays. If it weren't for the master, we..."

The pickled plums in Youjin's hand fell to the ground. She stood up suddenly and asked sternly, "You mean, my father knows that high things will cause thunder?"

Aunt Qiao was frightened and stammered, "Yes... the master also said that if you see lightning strikes over, you must squat down..."

There was a thunder in Youjin's mind, and it was instantly blank.

She was as pale as paper, standing there blankly.

"So my father knew... my father knew..."

"Jin'er, Jin'er!" Xiao Fushan shook her shoulders, his eyes full of anxiety.

Youjin looked up at him in a daze, bursting with tears in his face, "What my father knows, the high thing causes thunder... The Duke of the Kingdom, what my father knows, you can avoid the thunder by squatting down."

After she came over, she recalled the scene of her father's death, and guessed that because he did not know the knowledge that high objects attracted lightning, he was slashed to death when raising his hand. She was small and several meters away from him, so she escaped a disaster.

But my father actually knew...

She grabbed Xiao Fushan's arm and asked, "Why didn't my father squat down? He even raised his hand high... Why? Why..."

Xiao Fushan was also shocked by the decision He Wenchang made at that moment. In fact, even if he squatted down on the spot, the lightning might not have slashed Youjin. He should not dare to take any luck at that time, and made a decision in an instant.

He held her in his arms, patted her back lightly, and said in a deep voice, "My father-in-law loves his daughter with a heart of heart. At the critical moment, doing anything is an instinctive reaction."

Youjin sobbed, "So, did my father exchange his and stepmother's life for me?"

Xiao Fushan sighed, "He is a good father."

Youjin went to his father's yard again and sat on the futon in front of the spirit card for half a night, crying so hard that he couldn't help himself.

On a lonely winter night, the world is silent.

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At dawn, a sedan chair was stopped at the entrance of Hefu Alley, and a man with a big belly in a shallow official uniform got out of the sedan chair.

He looked around and pulled out a man in dark blue official uniform from the pile of followers, "Zheng Chuan, do you remember what this official said?"

Chen Zhubu was in his fifties, thin and shriveled, gray hair, rough hair, and low eyebrows. He said bitterly, "Master, the subordinate official is really not an elder of Duke Rong's wife. The daughter in the family has passed away for many years, and our two palaces have long been broken. It is really inappropriate to come to the door like this... Why don't you still hand over your own famous post? Duke Rong will definitely give you some face."

The prefect Lu snorted secretly that Duke Rong's guards did not give him face!

Yesterday, as soon as Duke Rong arrived at He's mansion, he got the news and went to visit him. As a result, the guards guarding at the door of the mansion were all fierce and threw out the post directly. What did you say? The Duke came here to talk about human relations, not about official duties, and did not see officials.

Naturally, he could not say this to the foolish man Chen Zhubu. He put on an airs and said in a tone, "Duke Rong came to Lin'an this time to visit relatives, so I naturally cannot meet him as an official. You are different. It was Mrs. Rong who called her grandfather. The He family also placed your daughter's tablet. It is legitimate for you to visit him!"

This old guy is so old that he is still in the position of the eighth rank chief clerk. He doesn't know how to use his good relationship! At that time, Duke Rong was married and he should have attended the wedding banquet, which is legitimate. When he met, he was in love. Isn't this relationship reunited?

Now that Duke Rong has won a great victory, his achievements are shocking. The news he found from the capital is probably going to be the king! Such a powerful backer, if he has a little benefit, it will be enough to be a success.

Duke Rong is the son-in-law of Lin'an Prefecture, and he is the prefect of Lin'an Prefecture. It is very close to him. If he can get along with his relatives this time, he will benefit greatly. Even if Duke Rong doesn't say anything, the officials in the capital can always consider Duke Rong's face when they are promoted and give themselves more opportunities.

Chen Zhubu said, "With that being said,... that's Duke Rong! How dare the Xiaguan catch up with relatives! Otherwise... let's forget it! There are still many official duties in Xiaguan..."

The prefect Lu's face darkened, "Chief Chen, my words are useless, right? Don't look at the inconspicuous position of the chief clerk, there are many people staring at it! Think about it carefully, without this errand, can your family afford to support it!"

Chief Chen hurriedly bowed his head to apologize, "The officials dare not! The officials... I'll send a message to you now!"

The prefect Lu's face calmed down and changed his smile, "That's right, I am also doing your best. I pity your life is difficult, and you can go a little better if you can go up."

Chief Chen lowered his head and thought about it, and then thanked him repeatedly.

The prefect Lu nodded with satisfaction, "Don't forget what I teach you!"

"It's... the official remembered it."

Chief Chen turned sideways and asked the prefect Lu to go first, followed behind with a hunched shoulder.

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