In this huge military supervisor's palace, who is the richest, it is the old lady, which is the wealth accumulated by the Chen family over generations.

Not to mention Mrs. Chen, she also has a lot of money for her own money. Just a dowry, it is nearly ten thousand taels, not to mention other valuables.

Even the cousin who was staying at me had a considerable amount of private money.

In this Du Mansion, except for the servants, the poorest one is the master, who only has thirty taels of salary a month. If other supplements from the court are added, the total salary will be only 60 taels of silver, which is barely enough to cover the expenses.

Sometimes, I even need to take out the money from my family to pay the salary of the master's servants.

It can be said that the master personally lives in the army very difficult.

All officials of the Ming Dynasty, who were a little more honest, lived a very poor life, and all kinds of expenses required subsidies from their families.

Of course, although life is poor, it is only in the first few years.

After all, although the salary given by the court is low, the treatment of officials is extremely high and there is no need to pay taxes. Any land that belongs to officials does not have to pay taxes to the court every year. This alone can allow officials to earn more gray income and make money out of thin air at home.

After all, there is a kind of trick. Ordinary people hang their fertile land in the name of gentry to evade taxes. The benefits of the two parties redistribute the fields can be said to be a win-win situation, and the only one who suffers the damage is the court.

Such little things are no longer a secret, and almost everyone knows it. Even a little scholar like him, who knows what to do.

Gradually, I don’t know when it started, but there was only the smug laughter in the room, and the unsatisfactory feeling like I was guiding the country. My face was flushed, and my mouth was almost tied to my ears when I smiled.

"Mother, what are you playing?"

At this moment, Du Yinxi walked in from outside with a smile, listening to the rustling sound, especially when he saw the mahjong on the table, he obviously had some resistance, but in just a moment, he returned to normal.

"The Lord is back."

The old lady Wang, who was very interested, looked up at Du Yinxi, then lowered her head and continued to draw cards, and said, "Muyou, why did you come back so early today? Have you finished your business?"

"Yes, mother, the business has been completed." Du Yinxi agreed, then his eyes fell on the table and said, "Muyou pays homage to his mother."

Seeing that Wang ignored him this time, but focused on mahjong, Du Yinxi asked without saying a word: "Mother, what are you playing? The child looked at it, why is it a bit like the 'cards' that just emerged in Suzhou and Hangzhou, but it is very different."

"Husband, this game is called mahjong."

Chen answered the question for Du Yinxi, but his reaction was somewhat similar to Wang's. She was very interested and kept staring at her cards, constantly fiddling with her, and said with a little smugness: "This is a game invented by our Wei Er. It's very interesting. It tests a person's intelligence and talent. Ordinary people can't play it."

Du Yinxi's eyes were ignoring the mahjong on the table. When he heard Chen's last words, he immediately became interested. His eyes finally fixed on the small pile of silver in front of Du Weidao. His eyes lit up and his heart became itchy, but he still pretended to be calm.

"You guys are playing this mahjong, and they are still the best~"

"Well, yes, husband." Chen nodded, and while drawing cards, he said: "There is no lottery, playing cards is boring. In the end, no matter who loses and who wins, the money is still in our family."

"Mrs.

Du Yinxi swallowed his saliva, looked at the pile of silver in front of Du Weidao, and a ray of greed flashed. He laughed dryly and asked again: "How big are you playing? How can you play mahjong? It seems that you are having fun."

In the end, Du Yinxi was quite ready to go, not that mahjong was so attractive, but because the temptation of silver was too strong, he had some urge to stop.

"Uncle, come and play~"

At this time, Chu Rushui gave up his seat very sensible and looked at Du Yinxi with a smile.

"Haha... Rushui, you play, you play, and my uncle can't play mahjong."

Du Yinxi's tone was so unnatural, and Chu Rushui couldn't help laughing. He wanted to laugh but was embarrassed. He just said modestly and politely: "Uncle, you have been busy all day, so you should play, just to relieve your fatigue and rest."

"But--" Du Yinxi hesitated, but he couldn't hide his joy.

"Uncle, this mahjong is very simple, you can learn it once." As if seeing through Du Yinxi's thoughts, Chu Rushui first encouraged him, and then said, "Why don't you do this, uncle, let's play together, win and lose half the point. When you learn it, you will play by yourself."

"Haha...so good, so good,"

Du Yinxi smiled and then sat up, and just now he felt that mahjong was not liked, but at this moment he felt that it was so novel everywhere, and kept whirling the mahjong in front of him. Under the guidance of Chu Rushui, he was also familiar with the rules of playing mahjong.

Obviously, Chu Rushui did not lie, and it was easy to learn to play mahjong.

Just after playing for a few games, I was already very skilled.

Proficient in driving.

No wonder this is true. Not to mention Du Yinxi, many scholars in the Ming Dynasty have very good brains, good memory, and no words to say about their learning ability. After playing a few more games, Du Yinxi's card skills are catching up with Du Weidao.

Gradually, I mastered some tips for playing mahjong, which I could be said to be self-taught without a teacher.

As a father and son, how similar is Du Yinxi's performance after winning money is to Du Weidao?

There is no longer the calmness of a middle-aged man, and he is full of happiness.

At this time, Wang and Chen both woke up from the obsession with being a beginner in mahjong. Looking at the father and son who were having fun, they both smiled slightly, looked at each other, and showed a knowing smile.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was extremely harmonious, and even the servants who were serving aside could rarely see such a scene. The master and his family played cards and chatted and laughed, and they usually looked serious and serious.

"Haha...self-touching-it's all!"

Although there was a lot of silver in front of him, when he saw the silver in front of Du Weidao and various gold and silver jewelry, he estimated that there were about a few hundred taels of silver. Du Yinxi was envious, and his eyes were meow, and he wanted to snatch them all over.

"Father, we don't bring such a person."

Du Weidao, with a blushing face, keenly caught Du Yinxi's greedy gaze, protected the silver in front of him with both hands, and said excitedly: "Father, these are mine."
Chapter completed!