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Chapter 80 Treasury

As Zhou Xing said every sentence, the whole story of the matter was gradually pieced together.

The cause of the incident was just wealth.

Gongsun Yan looked straight at Gongsun Yan.

He sat upright behind the desk table, put his hands on his knees, his waist and back were straight, and his face was somewhat similar to Gongsun Zan, looking quite handsome.

Nothing that is said or done does not conform to the manners of aristocratic families.

Even the action of raising the sleeves and covering the face at this moment did not seem stingy and stingy.

"Ayan, if you want to believe in your uncle, you really don't know! You and Acheng are both like my parents and children, how could I kill you?"

"It's really what this guy did."

As he said that, Gongsun Ying vented, he overturned the paint box on the desk to the ground again.

The head of the Gongsun family's child servant just now was knocked over to the ground and fell on the ground and rolled around for two rounds.

The purple blood stains condensed on the messy hair made a mark on the shiny camphor wood floor.

Gongsun Yan took a look and suddenly felt uninterested.

She once tossed and turned around at night, not knowing what kind of big conspiracy she was about to get involved in.

Unexpectedly, the truth was so simple and cheap.

ridiculous.

The moment he really found the answer, Gongsun Yan calmed down.

Release your tight shoulders.

She let go of her hands under her sleeves, lifted up the tea soup delivered by the child servant, and sipped a small sip.

The hot tea soup enters the mouth with the spicy smell of onion and ginger, rolls over the tongue and slides all the way into the stomach, first bitter and then sweet.

For her, the taste of clear tea and milk tea is what she adapts to. The tea soup in the late Han Dynasty is not so much tea as a vegetarian soup with green onion and ginger.

Usually she didn't touch this kind of tea soup, but she tasted it when she drank it.

Seeing everyone's eyes gathered at her, Gongsun Yan calmly raised his face and smiled at Gongsun Yan: "I believe my uncle would not be such a silkworm thief. Don't worry, uncle."

Gongsun Yan is indeed not good at home fighting, but it is still possible to curse people from later generations.

The word "Moth" is a thief, and the word "shameless" appears in advance.

The four common pests in the fields, such as moths, silkworms, lis and thieves, are endless and are everywhere, and are the most disgusting.

When the most ruthless swear words in modern times are still the same level as your mother and maid, these four words are piled up with shamelessness, which is extremely insulting.

Perhaps everyone is still in a subtle era and has never seen a straight boxer like Gongsun Yan who directly scolds him. Everyone in the hall was stunned for a moment.

Gongsun Ying never expected that the niece who looked at her delicate niece opposite him would ignore the clan etiquette and girl's reserved face that the younger generation should follow. She opened her mouth and cursed in person.

He seemed to be punched in the face, shook his head, and his neck veins swelled up, and his face turned red.

His chest was rising and falling rapidly, and he felt that everyone present was laughing at him. For a person who was accustomed to pretending to be the best, the younger niece's scolding was really painful than stabbing him.

It can only be defaulted.

"Puff." But Tian Kai was so funny when he saw him laughing like this.

Zhang Ze, who stood behind Tian Kai, didn't like to read, but he also knew what the thief of the Mingli was, and laughed out loud in the hall.

Zhao Yun, who was sitting next to Gongsun Yan, unexpectedly, Gongsun Yan suddenly burst out like this. He couldn't help but look at her and saw that her face was calm, she opened her mouth, and didn't say anything.

"Ayan!" Gongsun Jingli shouted, "You must be ruthless."

This is true for the aristocratic families. Even if everyone knows what's going on, they just pretend to be like and push everything to the dead head on the ground.

This is wherever it goes, even the opening remarks of the quarrels in later generations are a bit implicit.

This is the most gentle word she can pick out from her dirty words.

I also suffered a loss of being uneducated. I couldn’t remember a few swear words without swearing words.

After hearing Gongsun Jing's scolding, Gongsun Yan did not talk back to him and bowed his head obediently.

A hint of pleasure flashed across Zhou Xing, a bald middle-aged man standing in the middle. Since the news of the defeat of Jihou Gongsun Zan, he has not been anxious for a day.

The prefect Gongcao clerk Du Gong stood behind Gongsun Yan, and he was domineering and arrogant, and forced the treasury like a thief. He also suffered a lot of cowardly.

Seeing that the scene was quiet again, Zhou Xingcai waved to the person standing next to the wooden box again.

With the help of Zhang Ze, several people dressed in literati, worked hard to carry a few boxes containing documents to the center.

Zhou Xing carefully identified the boxes, stood in front of one of them, took out a roll of papers, bowed to Gongsun Yan, and said, "When Marquis Ji set up a manor across several townships in the east of Lingzhi City. There were thousands of hectares of fertile land and thousands of households. Please read it, my wife, this is a list."

Zhou Xing, the manager of the figure, did not say it, and there were outsiders present in such an occasion, so he should not report such confidential matters.

Gongsun Yan took the category bamboo slips he handed over and jumped directly to the category, and couldn't help but brow.

More than 2,000 hectares of fertile land.

There are also two large manors in Lianmianshu Township, one in the east of Lingzhi and the other in Guzhu Kingdom, and it is extremely large in scale.

At this time, the aristocratic manor was the product of the combination of politics and economy, and the powerful families directly blocked mountains and snatched lakes.

These two large manors are hundreds of buildings and are covered with fields.

The manor is mainly agriculture, but the animal husbandry, fruits, vegetables, mulberry and hemp, salt and wine making and other techniques are fully managed.

And for many years, he has absorbed bankrupt refugees in northern Youzhou, and has been a group of laborers and a defensive force.

There is also a fortress built, and you can become a local emperor with no worries about food and clothing and good luck.

Because of Gongsun Zan's personal preferences and needs, there is a horse farm and a forage farm.

It’s a pity that all of them were abandoned because of a horse plague a few years ago.

There is also a garden for hunting and entertainment, just climbing to relax, next to the manor in Guzhu City.

I think it was the dowry prepared by Gongsun Zan for his youngest daughter Gongsun Yan.

Seeing this, Gongsun Yan paused for a moment. She recalled the middle-aged man who softly comforted the sword in the fire. For a moment, her heart seemed to be pressed on a stone.

I guess he couldn't figure out why the youngest daughter would take advantage of him and take advantage of his unpreparedness to face him with a sharp weapon.

After a brief loss of consciousness, Gongsun Yan continued to check the bamboo slips under Zhou Xing's introduction.

I will record how much she, the thief, took out from her deceased brother's pocket.

Except for the grain, salt and wine produced in the above farms, the fresh and fine wine are paid to our family for four floors every year, and some of the fresh and good ones are transported to Jicheng for the owner to taste, and the rest are stored in the two treasurys of Lingzhi and Guzhu.

Among them, the first one to be clawed by the devil is the food and goods of the Lingzhi Treasury.

Gongsun Yan carefully read the names of the escorts in the mansion, and couldn't help but be shocked.

"You are really storming, and you are always gathering." Looking at the head on the ground, Gongsun Yan said with a smile.

(You can't slap your face in the face for the time being, let your daughter curse a few more while he can't retaliate)
Chapter completed!
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