"Why, Dad, are you so flustered? Could it be that he belongs to a particularly well-connected family?" Cao Bao chuckled and found a stool to sit down.
"Dad, how many times have I told you, don't panic. My uncle is here for everything! Even if my uncle can't handle it, then my aunt in the palace is still here."
Cao Wuliang turned around and pointed at his son, stamping his feet repeatedly: "You, you! Do you know that you are in big trouble this time?"
"Dad, what kind of family is it that makes you panic like this?" Cao Bao crossed his legs nonchalantly and took the tea cup handed by the rich man with one hand.
"That girl entered the gate of the Shangshu's mansion of the Ministry of Punishment." Cao Wuliang stomped his feet and complained repeatedly, "Son, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishments is a third-rank official in the dynasty. You and I, father and son, cannot afford to offend her."
Cao Bao said, "Oh?" and his eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, "He actually belongs to the Minister of Justice's office."
"Dad, why are you panicking? Let's not mention that we didn't know their origins at all in advance. Even if we break up with them now? Could it be that the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment could come to the uncle's house in person for a cheap maid?
Human?"
"What you said is indeed reasonable." Cao Wuliang calmed down and nodded slightly, "But that girl, you plan to..."
"Father, the reason why that ghost house fell into the hands of others is simply because you were deceived and made a huge profit! Even if we want to take it back, there is nothing wrong with it."
"Even if this matter is reported to the imperial court, we will still be justified! Moreover, there are people from the government to testify for us. Even if the other party is the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Justice, so what?"
"We obviously bought that ghost house first!"
"Later, he was tricked by that bitch, and he was so scared that he became seriously ill. He was eager to sell the ghost house, so he sold it at such a low price. Now, dad, you have also seen that the craftsmen who started the construction work on the ghost house for seven or eight days.
, everything is safe and sound!”
"That's right." When Cao Wuliang thought about this, his face showed a little anger, "My father was indeed deceived by those two half-grown girls! At that time, he was eager to sell the ghost house, but he only sold it for nine hundred taels.
, and lost a hundred taels!"
"What kind of ghost house is this? It's all a lie! These days, the area around that house has been peaceful and quiet without incident. So those before were just rumors!" Cao Bao snorted.
"Father, father, rumors stop at the wise. You have been completely deceived."
"That's right!" At this time, Cao Wuliang had completely forgotten that he had bought the haunted house and called the monks and Taoists to perform the ritual, but was beaten to the head and bloody by unknown ghosts.
All he saw at this moment was the peace and tranquility of the ghost house, and he had lost a lot of money and missed such a good house!
"My son is right." Cao Wuliang finally nodded, "Then what should we do next?"
"Oh, of course, that bitch..."
"Master, master, master! It's not good, it's not good, it's not good!" Several boys stumbled in, crying and shouting.
"Why are you so alarmed and noisy?" Cao Wuliang glared angrily.
I saw two young men crawling over, shouting with tears on their faces, "Master, beat, beat! Beat, beat is coming!"
the other side
In front of the uncle's house.
Jiang Xiaosi personally led hundreds of servants to surround him in front of the uncle's house.