The old lady Song Xianyu stood up with a face as heavy as water. Her cold eyes made Song Yuluo shudder. She couldn't help but take a step back and quickly bowed, "Auntie, the livelihood of hundreds of people in our village depends on selling gold caves.
What's more, there are hundreds of girls and handymen working in the Jinjin Cave now, and there are more than a thousand people. How will they support them if the Jinjin Cave is closed?"
Song Xianyu shook his head with a sullen face, but turned to Song Xuan and asked: "Song Xuan, I sent someone to ask you to bring the account books of the past two years from Jinjin Cave. Have you brought them?" Song Xuan lowered his head, "
As for my aunt, the general ledger is in the hands of the eldest brother, but all the account books in my hand have been placed in the concierge." Song Xianyu said "hmm" with satisfaction, and then asked: "Song Xuan, let me not talk about the accounts, but let me ask you, how do you sell them?
What is Jin Cave’s income in the past three years?”
"This..." Song Xuan looked at Chen Su and others, but hesitated, "Auntie, Song Xuan doesn't dare to hide it, but..." Song Xianyu looked back at Chen Su, "It doesn't matter if you say it, Su'er is not
outsider."
"Yes!" Song Xianyu spoke, and even the three elders did not dare to say anything. Song Xuan could only say: "Auntie, although the past three years have been much worse than before, the Golden Grotto is still a cornucopia. I have roughly collected it.
Look, in the past year alone, the number on the books has been nearly 10 million. After taking out the expenses, there are probably 4 million left, so I hope my aunt will think twice about closing the Gold Cave."
"It's only four million..." Song Xianyu smiled bitterly, and then changed his tone and said: "There are actually four million. No wonder there are so many people thinking about it, such as the Qin, Meng and other families in the city. Four million is enough for ten of them.
The annual expenses have been spent. I am afraid that even the current city lord Shen Zongyuan has to work hard to earn this amount in a year. No wonder they regard me, the Song family, as a thorn in their side." Song Yuluo and others did not understand what Song Xianyu was talking about.
But because of his status, he did not dare to ask casually, and the courtyard gradually became quiet. After a long time, Song Xianyu suddenly spoke again, "Yuluo, the three of you will discuss the specific matters of closing the gold-selling cave. This matter is imperative.
I am not negotiating with you, but ordering. As for those girls, the handymen will send them back to their hometowns. If there are any who are unwilling to leave, I will find a way to resettle them. In addition, it is mainly the old customers who have accumulated money from Songzhuang over the years.
You have to comfort your connections, and even if you spend all your income in the past ten years, you must not offend them, do you understand?"
"Auntie, is there really no room for negotiation in this matter?" Song Yuluo was still a little unwilling, "After all, this is the ancestral inheritance left by ancestor Zheyuan. Now we will make the decision without repaying the ancestors' knowledge..." Song Xianyu suddenly looked at her.
Li, Song Yuluo didn't dare to say any more, and only heard the old lady snort coldly, "I don't need to explain some things clearly to you. It's just that ancestor Zheyuan has passed away. If anything happens to our Song family in the future, we will have to rely on ourselves.
"
"Ah?" Song Yuluo and others were all shocked when they heard that a master of the fighting realm had died. The Song family's only support, the only backer that allowed them to stand firm among the major forces.
He actually fell down... "Auntie, what... what can we do?" Song Xianyu didn't mean to scare them, but even if they knew the truth, it wouldn't help. Instead, they would try to prevent the closure of the Gold Sale Cave, "What else can be done?
, Ancestor Zheyuan is no longer here, and we are guarding a treasure house as big as the Jinjin Cave, sooner or later someone will plot against us."
Song Yuluo did not dare to say anything at this time that made Song Xianyu think twice. The three clan elders looked at each other, each seeing panic and fear in each other's eyes. Song Yuluo thought for a long time and then saluted Song Xianyu: "Aunt, it seems that the closure of the sale of gold is
The cave is inevitable, Yu Kun, Yu Ming, I will discuss it carefully, and as for how to implement it, I will ask my aunt to take a look before executing it."
"Yes." Song Xianyu nodded, and then asked: "You must keep the news of the ancestor's death secret, understand? This is a serious matter, so I don't need to say more."
"Please rest assured, aunt." The three clan elders saluted, and Song Xianyu said with satisfaction, "You should step aside first. Song Xuan will stay. I still have something to tell him."
"Yes." The four of them each followed their orders. Song Yuluo and the other three turned around, while Song Xuan waited respectfully in front of Song Xianyu, "Xuan'er, sit down." Song Xianyu suddenly became friendly, and Song Xuan was stunned, "Auntie.
, if you have anything to do, just ask."
"Hmm." Song Xianyu sighed softly, "I know that you have been working hard on the Golden Grotto during this period, but when this happened, when you should have shown your talents, the Golden Grotto was forced to
Closed."
Song Xuan lowered his head and said sadly: "Auntie, I have nothing to do with my grandson. I only want to do my best for the village. However, the death of ancestor Zheyuan is God's will. I can understand that my aunt puts the overall situation first. I don't care about this matter."
I will also give my father good advice and he will definitely deal with it properly."
"Okay! Like me, the son of the Song family!" Song Xianyu slapped her thigh, "But my aunt wants to arrange for you to do another thing when she leaves you here."
"Me?" Song Xuan looked up at this aunt who had never really cared about him. Song Xianyu's face was full of kindness at this time, "Xuan'er, this matter is very dangerous, and it also concerns the future of Songzhuang.
destiny."
"Please give me your instructions!" Song Xuan bowed his head solemnly, while Song Xianyu sighed softly, "As the saying goes, a horse's power is determined by the distance. Xuan'er, I want you to go to Moji City to do something."
"Going to Moji City?"
"That's right, you have to let the news out before the Golden Cave is closed. Firstly, it allows everyone to prepare in advance. Secondly, we can also know who is planning to sell the Golden Cave. In addition, the city lord Shen Zongyuan must not
If you will let this opportunity go, he has been plotting against us for a long time, so you can take this opportunity to put some people under his command. Remember, you must choose the smart one."
"Auntie, I understand." Song Xuan smiled slightly. It turned out that the old lady wanted to scare the snake and then bury some spies. However, Shen Zongyuan had long coveted the benefits of the Gold Sale Cave, and now he has attracted the people in the Gold Sale Cave.
It's natural to go.
"This matter is not only related to your own life and death, but also related to hundreds of our Song family, young and old. We must not be careless."
"Auntie, please don't worry."
"Okay, you go and prepare. Once your father and others have decided on a plan, you have to take action."
"Yes." Song Xuan responded and retreated.
Song Xianyu looked at Song Xuan's back and couldn't help but murmur to herself: "Xuan'er, this matter is very dangerous. I only hope that you will be safe and sound."
"Grandma Guzu." Song Xuan withdrew, and Song Jiatong knelt down in front of the old lady, "Since it is very dangerous, why did you send your third uncle there? Is it just because..." Song Jiatong couldn't say it, but Song Xianyu shook her head,
"Jiatong, you don't know that this matter must be handled by your third uncle. Almost everyone of the older generation in Moji City knows about his life experience. How could the city lord Shen Zongyuan not know about it? So as long as Song Xuan appears to show
Being dissatisfied with your father and your second uncle, he took advantage of the two of them to be in seclusion to plot against the Jinjin Cave. The collapse of the Jinjin Cave would be justified, and by taking this opportunity, he could arrange his spies into Moji City."
"So that's it." Song Jiatong suddenly realized, "Grandma Guzu, you are really scheming." Song Xianyu sighed, "I just hope this is not my wishful thinking. After all, Song Xuan has tolerated your father and your second uncle for many years, and even
It is inevitable that Yuluo will have some complaints. Now that I have revealed the news about ancestor Zheyuan to them, I only hope that they will not forget that they are the son of Songzhuang, otherwise..." Song Xianyu said, a very obscure look flashed in his eyes.
Song Jiatong shuddered at the murderous intention. With her current level of cultivation, it was natural that she could not feel it. "Grandma Guzu, I think they will not betray Songzhuang."
"I hope so." Song Xianyu said and turned to Chen Su, "Su'er, I remember that the art of controlling ghosts came from Mingdu, but now there are demons and ghosts appearing in the Northern Wilderness, so I plan to go and see it myself."
"Grandma Guzu, do you want to go now?" Chen Su asked softly. Song Xianyu thought for a moment, "Is there anything wrong?"
"Going back to Grandma Guzu, first of all, we don't know anything about monsters and ghosts, and I'm afraid they are not that easy to find. Secondly, Songzhuang is in a critical moment now. If Grandma Guzu is not here to take charge, if something happens,
Who calls the shots?"
"But someone must go to the Northern Wilderness to find out who is controlling the demons and ghosts. After all, even if we close the Golden Grotto, Songzhuang is still there. Once the demons and ghosts invade, we will still be in trouble."
"Grandma Guzu, let me go on your behalf." Song Jiatong lay on the old lady's lap, raised her head and whispered softly. Song Xianyu stroked her hair, "The danger of this matter is unpredictable, and with your cultivation level, I can't rest assured.
.”
Chen Su gritted his teeth, but couldn't help but said: "Grandma Guzu, how about you let me go?"
"This..." Song Xianyu seemed to be hesitant, "The Northern Wilderness is close to the Demon Realm, and we know nothing about the Underworld Palace. I am even more reluctant to let you go..."
"But besides me, there is no more suitable candidate..." As he spoke, Chen Su felt Feng Jiejie quietly hold his right hand. Knowing that Feng Jiejie was worried, he also exerted a little force, holding both hands.
Clenching her hands tightly, she said, "Grandma Guzu, Wen Mian is still in Beitong Town. Shen Zongyuan will soon send some experts from the Shen family there. On the surface, they are going to deal with monsters. I can take this opportunity to find out who is behind it."
Making trouble."
"Well, your idea is indeed the best way." Song Xianyu still looked embarrassed, and Song Jiatong couldn't help but said: "Grandma Guzu, Su'er is weak on his own after all. We can't let him take risks alone. I want to go with him.
He will go with us." Song Xianyu glared at Song Jiatong and said nothing. Chen Su added: "Sister Jiatong, please rest assured that I will never take risks easily, and this trip is secretive, so it is convenient for me to be alone." Chen Su
As he said the words, he felt a faint pain in his palm, but Feng Jiejie secretly pinched him.