"But this time, regarding the matter at Yanguan Pass, you have left your father quite surprised and a little disappointed!"

Tuoba Yu spoke, his imposing gaze fixed on Tuoba Ling.

Tuoba Ling lowered his eyes, "The son is ashamed."

Tuoba Yu waved his hand and continued, "As for the reason, I won't dwell on it. I just want to tell you that people without ambition are destined for an ordinary life."

“This vast territory of the Liao dynasty belongs to our Tubo clan. The young emperor is incompetent, and the throne will sooner or later be occupied by someone virtuous and capable!”

"Today, you've done your best to help your father build this prosperous empire. One day, everything your father has will be yours!"

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After hearing Tuoba Yu's impassioned words, if it were in the past, Tuo Ba Ling would have probably been moved to tears and thanked him profusely.

But at this moment, his mind involuntarily recalled the sealed letter with the princess's mark. Every word in it concealed a buried story of blood...

"Father, why are you so kind to me? To be frank, I am not your biological son. My brothers are."

Tuoba Ling probed cautiously.

Tuoba Yu waved his hand, "Though you are not my biological son, I treat you like my own."

"Back then, I went to a lot of trouble and pulled some strings to get you into Shaolin Temple. The effort and care I put into cultivating you was no less than what your royal brothers received."

Moreover, and most importantly, you are a true strong one. I admire the strong.

"So Ling'er, this time your sudden retreat and the blame, father will not pursue it in the slightest."

"But as a father, I hope you can redeem yourself by aiding me in conquering the state of Qi and unifying the world. When that happens, we, father and son, will be the undisputed masters of all lands!"

Changping Village.

Just when everyone thought Yang Yongxian this time was definitely not going to win back Li Xiu's heart, unexpectedly Yang Yongxian hadn't even started trying.

On the first day of the first lunar month, Li Xiu's heart was sent back to Lao Yang's house by her mother early in the morning.

I don't know how Mrs. Li negotiated with Old Yang and Ms. Tan, but anyway, Mrs. Li didn't eat lunch at Old Yang's house. She sent the person off and went straight back to Li Jia Village.

Nobody knows how Yang Yongxian and Li Xiu Xin communicated, but after Li Xiu Xin came back, she lived peacefully at Lao Yang's house.

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"What else could change? It's still the same as before!" Cao Bamei said when she came to Yang Huazhong's house to visit, speaking to Sun and Yang Ruqing.

“My sister-in-law still spends her days hiding inside the house. The first day she came back, she went down to the kitchen in the back courtyard to cook.”

"I told Liu'er and her, to let her go back to the house and rest, that she didn't need to help. She turned around and left."

"After that, he only came to eat with the older brother. She washed her own clothes and cleaned the house and took out the trash when she met us, just smiling."

"I've been back for a few days now, and I haven't spoken to you more than five sentences." Cao Baimei said.

Mrs. Sun sighed, "How come Li is like this? With a personality like that, I'm telling you, she wouldn't have an easy life in our village."

Cao Baimei said, "It's not just those wealthy peasant families. Even the big families in the town and county are the same."

No matter where you are, you need to be good at human relations. Our big brother is that kind of personality, a bookworm.

“If there's no capable woman running the household, then it's going to fall apart.” she said.

Sun sighed again, "It's not a family that doesn't enter the same door. Since they are willing to come back, we shouldn't say anything to them. They live their own lives."

Caobaimei nodded.

"Qing'er, why have you been just listening without saying anything?" Cao Bamei suddenly turned her head to ask Yang Ruqing beside her.

Yang Ruqing smiled and glanced at Cao Baimei, saying, "Who said I only listen and don't speak? My hands and mouth have been busy the whole time. Look, the melon seed shells are almost piled into a small mountain."

Following her gaze, Cao Baimei saw a large pile of melon seedshells in front of Yang Ruohong.

Then watch her pair of bare hands deftly peeling, "crack" "crack".

With each soft and crisp sound, the melon flesh separated perfectly from its shell.

“You’re really good at shelling these melon seeds!” Cao Baimei couldn’t help but praise.

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While popping sunflower seeds into his mouth, he continued, "Speaking of what we were just talking about, I've been thinking that Li Xiu Xin must have found out that my older brother has a new love interest."

"So now that she's willing to come back, my brother hasn't driven her away either. The two of them still live under the same roof."

“Who conceded?”

"It was Li Xiu Xin who compromised, willing to accept my brother's new love, and from then on the two women served one husband,"

“Or was it my older brother who made the compromise, promising Li Xiuxin and agreeing to sever ties with his new love?”

"There's a whole hill of melon shells, and I still haven't figured out what's going on." She said.

Cao Baimei shook her head, "I don't know what Big Brother and Sister-in-law said, but I'm more worried about the latter possibility."

Yang Ruqing pursed her lips. She had already told Yang Yongxian everything she wanted to say.

It's their three people's business how to choose, it has nothing to do with her.

In the first month of the year, visiting relatives and friends consumes more rice, especially when you see the price skyrocket before the New Year. Some people can't resist the temptation of that white pile of silver...

I sold some of the rice we had at home. Now, the rice barrel is almost empty.

So he went to the market with the silver he had earned selling rice, but returned disappointed.

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Why?

There are shops all over the street, both up and down, but I can't find a single one selling grain.

And, other goods related to rice, the prices of those have all gone up several times.

“Now I’m practically broke. The money I made from selling fifty kilograms of rice before is gone, and now I can’t even buy a single kilogram.”

"Oh no, oh no! With the harvest being so poor this year, our whole family might have to eat bark and weeds!"

"Many families, not just yours, were greedy for silver before this. Lots of people took their grain to the town to sell,"

When the crops are scarce, everyone goes to dig for wild vegetables and tree bark. Even those are running out!

That leaves only drinking the north wind, what to do...

"Why doesn't the government do anything about this? Are they just going to watch us, the common people, starve to death even though we have money but can't buy rice?"

"Why hasn't the government done anything about it? When grain prices soared before, the government posted notices forbidding private buying and selling of grain."

"But is that any use? You people, in your greed for those coins, still sneak around and sell them,"

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"There, that's settled then. The grain was sold to those unscrupulous merchants and they've hoarded it all! Now we have fistfuls of hard cold silver, good for nothing but sitting there. Can't eat it, can't drink it, can't even buy a single fart with it! What fools we are!"

These days, while washing clothes in the pond at the village entrance, what I hear most are women complaining and worrying to each other.

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