The manager of the Chang family said: "As soon as Manager Wei came to court, he was beaten with twenty sticks. He couldn't even say anything about the pain. The lawyer was silenced by the Daxing County Magistrate before he could say a few words..." In this way, the Chang family was like a chopping block.
The flesh is left to be slaughtered.
Mrs. Chang suddenly coughed twice and felt a splitting headache. She opened her eyes after a while and said, "How did you calculate more than one million taels? How can there be so much money? Even if you discount the Yang family's villagers and belongings, you can't change them."
How did the court calculate this amount?"
The manager of the Chang family said: "The lawyer said the same thing. He went to check the accounts and said that even the income from the village in the past three years was included, as well as the harvest of the Yang family's fields in the past three years, all of which were converted into cash. These
Things really shouldn’t be discounted. Whose village and fields can be sold at a good price every year, especially when compared with the official grain prices back then. In fact, there are not so many. The government grain prices are all scary...
…”
Mrs. Chang listened to the steward's words and opened her eyes wide in surprise, "The income from Zhuangzi...why does the government know so clearly..."
"The government said that Zaoli went to investigate, and there was also an account brought by the village head, which stated how many things were given to our house."
Mr. Chang couldn't help but get angry, "How can the leader of the village count what he said?"
Tears flowed from the Chang family manager's mouth, "Zhuangtou has records of when he entered Beijing and passed through the city gate. It is clear how many carts he pulled every year and how much game he brought. These include the filial piety to the emperor at the end of the year.
It belongs to the gentlemen at the city gate, but what should we say? There will be no mistakes if we verify these things."
Master Chang slapped his palm on the low table, "Will the money taken away by the court also be counted on us? Will the annual tax money also be counted on us again?"
"No, the tax deductions here are only what the court has collected openly in the past few years. In fact, the court has many private projects..." The steward of the Chang family did not dare to continue talking at this point.
Who knows these things better than Mr. Chang?
This was a name set up by Feng Dang in order to make money. The Chang family was considered half Feng Dang. How could they reach out and slap themselves in the face? Mr. Chang felt as if he had knocked out his teeth and swallowed it in his stomach.
"There are also paintings, calligraphy and antiques... plus Mrs. Yang's sacrificial fields and family property... In addition to the lists we gave, the imperial court also listed a lot more."
Mrs. Chang felt that the world was spinning before her eyes. This time she invited the old man of the Yang family to divide the Yang family's property. In the future, the Yang family would have nothing to say. Who knew that Yang Pan had made a mistake at this time, and now there is
All the money was counted on her head, money after money was added up...
"There are also... our four Zhuangzi in Tongzhou and Shandong..."
These words were like thunder exploding in the sky, hitting the Chang family's heads firmly.
The lingering sound lingered for three days.
Mrs. Chang wanted to open her mouth to speak, but she couldn't help but vomited on the ground. The filth immediately filled the room with a sour smell. The servants rushed forward to clean it up. Mrs. Chang also got some water and a spittoon to help the old lady rinse her mouth.
Looking at the chaotic scene in front of him, Mr. Chang was also dumbfounded. He ignored his mother and said with a blackened face: "That was sold to us by the Yang family. The money sold was all the property of the Yang family except for the funeral of Mrs. Yang."
On the list, why should we count it again? Why don’t we organize a funeral for Mrs. Yang, add a dowry to that bitch of the Yang family, and compensate Zhuangzi to the Yang family... In addition to these, our family also has to report to the court
Pay a fine?"
"The four villagers have been counted three times inside and out. They think our family is a fool..." Mr. Chang said with a vibrato at the end and his eyes widened. "Let me see who dares to come and ask for money from me. I want it."
His life."
The manager of the Chang family also felt cold all over, "The government asked us to get documents to make a selection. If we don't have documents about the transaction with the Yang family, it won't count."
Documents, now we have to talk about documents. Back then, we bought them directly from Mrs. Yang and did not let anyone go to the fish scale book. To put it bluntly, Mrs. Yang was about to die, leaving behind a little girl from the Yang family, the Chang family
No one from top to bottom took this girl seriously. Not to mention these Zhuangzi, all the property entrusted to the Yang family will not belong to the Chang family in the future.
Mrs. Chang and her servants were busy carrying Mrs. Chang onto the bed.
Mr. Chang's eyebrows also stood up, "Why can't it be counted as a fart? Mrs. Yang is very sick and is about to die. How can she have time to make paper? Is it possible that we have to dig her out of the grave to prove it?"
The manager lowered his head and didn't know what to say. Now that he thought about it, the Yang family was able to sell Zhuangzi at a low price because he was afraid that Miss Yang would be wronged by the Chang family, so he put all the property of the Yang family on it. Mrs. Yang was also desperate.
, only then did I believe the Chang family. What was originally a good thing that fell out of the sky for the Chang family has now become a disaster.
Mrs. Chang looked at Mr. Chang, "When it gets dark, go to Qiao's house and ask Mr. Qiao to say a few words in front of Mr. Feng Ge, so that we can take less money, and then talk about those Zhuangzi things. This
There is a misunderstanding inside. It is impossible not to take a penny, but if we take millions of taels, our family will not be able to pay it."
"The Yang family is so cruel that they want to ruin our family? We are still somewhat related to the Yang family. My mother is the Yang family's great-aunt." Mr. Chang said as his teeth clenched together at the back, making a squeaking sound.
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Zhou Chengling walked into the study slowly, and Jiang Ping stopped at the door. After he finished talking in the room and the ministers of the Ministry of Revenue left, he took the opportunity to look into the room. The various official documents on the desk were probably more expensive than the emperor's.
There are even more things on display in the heart palace.
Jiang Ping glanced at Ajiu next to him, "How about I take care of you tonight?"
Going to the Three Treasures Hall without anything to do, Ajiu glanced at Jiang Ping, "What do you want from me?"
"My master's horse has been running very lean these days. You should try to persuade him to stop running back and forth like this all day long. This man can't stand it, and neither can the horse. Just leave it to me to find someone. I'm willing to go."
Do."
"Bah," Ajiu spat on the ground, "I know it's up to me when I'm barking like a cat rubbing its trouser legs. What horse can't stand it? You want me to advise the master not to come and go without a trace, to protect the master."
It's your business, don't involve me in it. Thanks to your family background as a military commander, you can't even keep up with riding a horse, and you've lost all your face."
Jiang Ping's eyes looked over like an eagle.
Ajiu shrunk her shoulders and did not dare to say any more ridiculing words.
Jiang Ping looked at his frayed trousers and felt like crying. Hey, hey, he should follow closer next time and don't disappear in a blink of an eye. The master has been in a bad mood recently. This job is difficult for him.
The two people were competing with each other when someone from outside said: "Princess Jiayi is here."
Everyone felt relieved that the savior had arrived. Ajiu sent Princess Jiayi into the house, then came out and peeked inside through the crack in the door.
Princess Jiayi looked at her nephew. He had such a handsome appearance that it was hard to find such a decent nephew in the entire Zhou Dynasty. He was smart, well behaved, upright in his actions, sitting and lying down, and exuding nobility. Unlike her son who only wanted to give birth to her.
There was a puddle of mud in front of me. The family married a man and had three concubines, and they were raising an extra wife. There was a lot of fighting and fighting in the backyard all day long.
She wondered why the more respectable men there were, the less people wanted them. When she left the capital, she took two followers with her, but when she came back, she still had the same two followers. She didn't ask him to give him a big one and give him a small one. How come she couldn't
There needs to be some eyebrows.
Princess Jiayi's mother used to be a frequent visitor to Prince Kang's Mansion, and she often talked with Princess Kang. The relationship between the two families has always been very good. If Princess Jiayi hadn't helped arrange it, he wouldn't have been able to escape from the capital on his wedding night.
Zhou Chengling personally served tea to Princess Jiayi.
Princess Jiayi took a sip of tea and thought of today's intention, "I heard that the Yang family's property is one million taels?" She looked at Zhou Chengling with a half-smile, "How much have you arranged?
How can we make the number so large?"
Zhou Chengling did not speak, and his eyebrows seemed to be slightly curved in a gentle arc. If he used the shortcomings of the imperial court for personal gain, this was the first time for him.
Princess Jiayi stood up and said, "How about I go to the Yang family to help you propose marriage."
"What do you want my aunt to say? Ask for a side concubine for King Xuan?" Zhou Chengling shook his head, "Don't say side concubine, just say Princess Xuan. She won't agree." She would resist any high-level compound, for fear that she would never be free again if she flew in.
Flying out freely, being bound by status and etiquette, unable to stretch.
Princess Jiayi frowned and said, "What on earth is this girl thinking? Is it possible that the achievement is left like this, and it is worrying to be stuck at the same time?"
Zhou Chengling fumbled for the crystal block in his hand and listened to Princess Jiayi's words. He thought of Yang Molan treating diseases in the Ge family. Everyone in the Ge family said that the young master died at birth. The only one who did not give up was her. When she heard the sound coming from the house
When the child cried, people like Ge Shitong also shed tears. At that time, he felt that she had her own reasons for wanting to grow a pair of wings, and that she should have a broader world.
Seeing the crystal fragments on the table, Princess Jiayi felt familiar. She walked forward and picked up the tassel. She couldn't help but be surprised, "Isn't this the crystal palace lantern passed down by your great-grandfather? It has a crystal flower on it."
The tree was your great-grandmother's favorite object."
Seeing Zhou Chengling's expression of no denial, Princess Jiayi was stunned and asked, "Where did the things go?"
Zhou Chengling said: "I made it into something else and gave it away."
Princess Jiayi couldn't believe her ears, "It's an interior painting made by Lao Fa, and there's your great-grandfather's handwriting on it... where have they gone?"
Zhou Chengling said calmly: "The handwriting was made into a crystal tablet, and the inner painting was smoothed. Only in this way can the result be clear."
"Prodigal son," Princess Jiayi felt distressed for a while, "Let me tell you what you are good at, and let your great-grandfather know about it, and he won't crawl out of the grave to teach you, this unworthy descendant."
Zhou Chengling was wearing a sapphire blue silk robe. He stood there silently listening to the complaints, but his graceful demeanor did not diminish. Princess Jiayi could not open her mouth to complain even more.
"You..." Thinking that Zhou Chengling was tied to the side of the late emperor when he was a child to warn Wang Wang's family, and now he has the same disease as the old prince. His life and death are in the hands of others, but there is not even a caring person around him.
I couldn't help but feel sad and shed tears, "I dreamed of your mother last night. Your mother told me not to let King Kang's lineage be cut off... I don't even know what to say!"
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