The rainwater merged into a trickle along the ridge of the roof, flowing to the last tile on the periphery, and then poured down.
Yin Hui woke up to the familiar sound of rain, felt the tide spreading into the room, and couldn’t help letting out a soft sigh.
“What’s wrong?” Wei Luo also woke up and looked over after hearing the sound.
Yin Hui sat upright on the bed, looked out of the curtain, and said, “It’s still raining, it’s been raining for almost a month, and it never stops.”
The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River was indeed beautiful, but she really couldn’t stand the continuous rain. She would rather have a few rainstorms to have a good time than not see the sun for a whole month.
Wei Luo, who had to go out every day, looked forward to the sun more than she did.
Yin Hui gently pushed his arm, saying, “I heard that the Emperor intends to move the capital.”
In her previous life, she didn’t dare to ask him about these things, but she dared to ask him a long time ago in the new life.
Ji Xianxian and the Eldest Princess often come to look for her, and Wei Luo was not surprised by her source.
“Well, the minister of the Ministry of Industry has been ordered to go to Pingcheng to draw a map.”
His father wanted to move the capital, and there were several obvious reasons.
For example, the First Emperor had the idea of moving the capital, and Pingcheng was one of the candidates at that time. Pingcheng was an important city in the north, and if it was designated as the capital of the country, the Imperial Court could attack and defend. Naturally, his father also had selfish intentions. The foundation of his father was in Pingcheng, and the people in Yandi supported him. Unlike Jinling, where some people came out from time to time to slander him. He was angry when he heard it, let alone his father.
The transfer of the capital was already a certainty. Some ministers advised against it, but the Emperor refused to listen, so the ministers had no choice.
Yin Hui fully supported her father-in-law’s decision and said happily, “That’s great, I still prefer Pingcheng.”
Wei Luo looked at her smiling face and said, “Don’t be too happy; the reconstruction of Pingcheng will take time and effort, at least we have to wait seven or eight years.”
Yin Hui was only twenty-four that year. Even if she had to wait another ten years, she would only be in her thirties, and she could live in her hometown for the rest of her life. As long as she could go back, ten years of waiting was nothing.
She was in a good mood and didn’t mind the unexpected and continuous rain, so she got out of bed to wash up.
After breakfast, the father and sons set off with umbrellas.
Standing under the eaves of the corridor, Xiao Ning watched her father and brothers gradually walk away, enviously.
Because of the rain, Xiao Ning had been locked up at home for almost a month.
“Mom, I want to go out to play.” After playing in the corridor for a while, Xiao Ning ran back to her mother and said coquettishly.
Yin Hui touched her daughter’s head and suggested, “Let’s go see your great-grandfather, shall we?”
Speaking of which, she hadn’t returned to her natal home for a while.
Xiao Ning immediately agreed. She would be happy as long as she could go out.
Yin Hui asked her servants to prepare the carriage, and the mother and daughter went to visit her natal family.
Yin Lang followed his master to study hard, and after sitting for a while, he went back. Although he was talented, other students had studied hard for ten years. If he didn’t work hard, how would he be able to compete with those batches of scholars?
After Yin Yong came to Jinling, he became obsessed with raising birds and even built a bird garden.
Yin Hui was not interested in the bunch of chirping birds, but Xiao Ning liked it, so Yin Yong took his great-grandchildren Yin Mingli and Xiao Ning to play with the birds. Yin Mingli was born only two months earlier than Xiao Ning, so the two little cousins were the most suitable playmates together.
The children all left, and Yin Hui and her sister-in-law, Xie Zhuyi, sat in the garden hall, chatting quietly about family affairs.
Yin Hui teased Xie Zhuyi, “Second Brother is working hard on his studies, did he neglect you?”
Xie Zhuyi smiled and said, “No matter how hard he studies, he is still at home. We have to see each other for three meals. We are together at night, how can he neglect me? It’s almost enough to be tired of seeing each other.”
Yin Hui only saw the sweetness of a loving couple on the faces of her siblings.
As far as she knew, Yin Lang had no one beside Xie Zhuyi before and after marriage, and his relationship with her was good.
Maybe Yin Lang was a concubine born himself and had experienced being rejected by his biological father and was almost murdered by his half-brother. Yin Lang had no interest in giving birth to a concubine’s child.
Xie Zhuyi was pregnant again, and she had been pregnant for six months.
“Last month, my Eldest Sister-in-law came back to visit my grandfather and joked with me, saying that if the baby is a daughter, she will arrange for her to marry Xiao Zhi.”
After chatting for a while, Xie Zhuyi mentioned Yin Rong.
The son of Yin Rong and Jiang Weijia, Jiang Zhi, was four years old that year. If Xie Zhuyi really gave birth to a daughter, the age of the baby was very suitable.
Yin Hui could hear the disapproval in Xie Zhuyi’s words, and she also thought it was funny. “Sister, you think too far. Even if you give birth to a daughter this time, it depends on whether the two children are compatible in the future. How could they get engaged so early?”
Xie Zhuyi humphed, “It’s not that I speak badly. When we were in Pingcheng before, our two families were still relatives. She never treated me like a cousin, and she was even colder towards Mingli’s father. Seeing that our family has a relationship with you and a title, she suddenly is acting close. She really dared to speak it out. Even if Mingli’s father agreed, I would not agree.”
Yin Hui said with a smile, “You can rest assured. Ah Lang is not that confused. Besides, in the Eldest Sister’s family, the brother-in-law has the final say, and he may not necessarily want that.”
Jiang Weijia framed his actions very well, and he never tried to get close to Wei Luo in the officialdom.
Moreover, the Yin family had no titles, and Jiang Weijia had become a fifth-rank official. When the children grow up, maybe Jiang Weijia could find himself a more powerful relative than the Yin family.
Yin Rong behaved well and honestly in front of her, as if she had completely changed her temperament, unexpectedly she was still a fool.
After having lunch at the house, when Yin Hui left, Xiao Ning had a birdcage in her hand. Inside was a parrot with snow-white feathers and bright yellow feathers around its neck. It was a gift from Yin Yong to the little girl.