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Chapter 74 Golden Lock

Tongzhi didn't want to let the Yan family make a fuss in the yamen anymore. He lowered his voice and discussed with his master: "It's better for us to go there yourself and go to the Yan family to collect the fines. This family is too vulgar. I am worried that the yamen runners will return empty-handed."

The master understood the meaning of Tongzhi, "we", but in fact he was asked to go to the Yan family. I was embarrassed to say that he had to look good with two brothers, hypocritical!

"Let the students go. Lord Tongzhi is in charge of the mansion. How can you see?"

If there is a prefect in the mansion, it is not the turn of a Tongzhi to take charge.

However, Tongzhi was quite happy when he said this.

The master is a good master. Thinking about becoming the governor of the government in the future... I can't think or think, I feel panic as long as I think about it.

Da He also wanted to go with him, but there was no reason. Luoguxiang was not under the jurisdiction of Zhongcheng. If he went there and was seen by a boy like Dongcheng, he would have to ask him for a hush money. When he was in the old capital, he asked them for a hush money, but he didn't want to change his feng shui.

Of course, Li Qiniang and Yan Xuehuai did not go with her. The government office was very big, and the mother and daughter did not dare to go everywhere. There was a stone bench under the shade of the tree outside the back hall. Li Qiniang touched the stone bench and refused to let Yan Xuehuai sit down. Yan Xuehuai did not resist and simply stood and said to Li Qiniang.

"I heard from the Yan family that the house is coming, and they probably want to pay the house to us. Mom, don't be fooled. I asked Manager Hu, that the house that has been burned can be sold at most 1,000 taels."

Li Qiniang chuckled, patted her daughter's hand, and said, "That house was bought by my mother for 500 taels back then, but it's not worth 500 taels after burning now."

Yan Xuehuai was stunned. She was indeed too childish.

When the Yan family was asked to lose money, the house was worth 3,000 taels. Now if you use the house to pay for the money, it is not worth 500 taels.

Yan Xuehuai felt that Li Qiniang was really a good businessman, and the mother and mother were just around the corner.

The Yan family is not as relaxed as this.

Seeing the three brothers coming back with the people from the yamen, Zeng was shocked and hurried into the house to tell Old Lady Guo.

The back room burned, and two main halls where Mrs. Guo lived were burned. Although it was not burned to flat ground, the walls of the other rooms were broken and the walls of several other rooms were blackened. Mrs. Guo moved to the west wing room and lived with the third family. Gao and Mrs. Di were not in the mansion, and Yan Zhaoshi lived in Acai and Awang's house alone.

When the master entered the yard, he couldn't help but frown when he saw the Yan family's miserable appearance. Can they take out ten thousand taels?

When she heard that the yamen was here to get the money, Mrs. Guo immediately became anxious. Her mind became hot and she lay on the box. The two camphor wooden boxes were moved from the main hall. Mrs. Guo wanted to sleep inside.

Now the master is relieved, he must have money.

"Yan Guo, if you don't hand over the money, follow us back to serve your sentence immediately!"

A yamen runner shook the chains in his hand, and the chains made a clanging sound. Old Mrs. Guo subconsciously looked at her hand.

Her hand was punished, and although she fainted, she was punished, which means she had no fracture.

No, she can no longer be arrested and went to the yamen. Her old bones can't stand it.

Seeing that my mother was lying on the box and stopped moving, Yan Zhaoshi had no choice but to say, "My mother, the yamen said that if we don't pay the fine, we will hit you a hundred boards and send you to serve your sentence."

"What? What did you say? You still have to be beaten?" Old Mrs. Guo's eyes turned around on her three sons, and finally turned to her second son Yan Zhaoshi.

The third brother is her treasure, so he can't beat him. The eldest brother is the eldest son and her support. He only has the second brother. He spent a lot of money on studying since childhood, so of course he had to let him get beaten.

Seeing my mother looking at her, Yan Zhaoshi felt uncomfortable because he was studying and could not go to the fields to farm, so I didn't like him anymore.

"My grandma, not only do you have to beat a board, but you also have to pay a fine for five cities. Our family will be fined 5,000 taels."

"Five thousand taels?" Old Mrs. Guo's voice shook the sky!

"Why don't they rob? If they don't give it, they just don't give it. If they don't want money, they'll kill one, but they won't give it. What can they do if they do?" Old Mrs. Guo stopped lying down and simply sat on the box, slapped the box and slapped the thighs, crying.

The master's brows were locked tighter, and the old woman was the same in the court that day. Her broken gong-like cry made him have nightmares for two consecutive nights.

"Come here, lock Yan Guo's family and take it back to the yamen to the phone to let her scream enough!"

Before Mrs. Guo could react, Yan Zhaoshi was shocked. He was now allergic to the word "knuckle".

He knelt in front of Mrs. Guo with a thud: "My grandma, give them the money. If you go to serve your sentence, A Xiu's book will be in vain. You will not be able to become an official in the future."

Old Mrs. Guo's crying came to an abrupt end. She looked at Yan Zhaoshan and wanted Yan Zhaoshan to say "No", but Yan Zhaoshan nodded: "The disaster lasted for three generations, and Asu can't be an examiner."

Old Mrs. Guo rolled her eyes, leaned back, her legs were weak, and she slipped out along the box.

With a thud of his body, the key hanging on his waist was exposed.

The master looked at the key and asked, "Are you going to open the key by yourself, or should we carry the box back to the yamen and find a locksmith to open it?"

If you can pick and pick and pick it up by yourself, if you open it for the yamen, you will beat the dog by meat buns and never return.

"I'll do it!" Yan Zhaoshi knew that the eldest brother and the third brother would definitely not let go, so he would do it.

Sure enough, Yan Zhaolin glared at Yan Zhaoshi fiercely. The two boxes were all his money, all of them!

Yan Zhaoshan wasn't staring at Yan Zhaoshi, he clenched his fists tightly, he wanted to hit someone.

All the things in this box are his. He is the eldest son. If these things are not his, who else can they belong to?

When the box was opened, there were whole silver and silver coins inside, as well as silver notes and a lot of gold and silver jewelry.

The master took a look and found that the jewelry did not look like it was worn by the old lady. If he read it correctly, it was from a young woman, and even the long-lived golden lock for children!

The master picked up the golden lock. The golden lock was heavy and inlaid with three rubies, but it was a bit old. He turned the golden lock over and saw the word "Qi" engraved on the back.

The master laughed. The reason why he wanted to pick up the golden lock at first was that he thought it was Yan Xuehuai, but now it seems that this is not Yan Xuehuai's thing, but it looks like Li Qiniang's!

This should not be a dowry. I haven't heard of any company that would write the longevity lock on the dowry list. This should be Li Qiniang's belonging.
Chapter completed!
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