The night rain was pattering down, and the Yejiazhuang was filled with joy and lanterns were decorated. From time to time, children would come to the eaves and look forward to it, but they would be pulled back by the woman, but there was no trace of the adult man.
Zhuangzi is quiet, with thick and solemn bluestone cement exterior walls. The whole Zhuangzi is no longer a landlord's fort, but more like a new small town. The city walls are lit with lights, and patrols are still going on in the rain. From time to time, people look out of the city alertly.
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The bullock cart drove past and gradually approached. Ye Zifan sat in the cart, looking into the distance into the night. He put his hand on his forehead and just thought. After an unknown amount of time, the cart stopped. The cart driver said carefully: "Third Master...now
We have arrived at the entrance of the village, Mr. Qing has already got off the car."
"Hmm" Ye Zifan responded, and when he went out, he saw brightly lit lights, clan soldiers in two rows, and a large number of clansmen and family members, all of whom were silent.
As Ye Qing went down, thousands of people knelt down and said, "Greetings to Mr. Second Place."
"Everyone, get up, we are all our own people, no need to be polite," Ye Qing waved his hand and said.
"The patriarch is waiting for you inside. Come in quickly, we will handle the rest." A deacon said with a sideways smile while leading the way.
Ye Qing went forward and saw the peach trees in the area. He smiled and said, "I've been away for half a year. When I come back, I don't want all the peach blossoms to fall."
After saying that, he smiled and told Jiang Zinan to carry a box and follow her, and then walked upstairs.
Arriving at the high stairs upstairs, he stepped in and saw a furnace of cigarettes lit inside. Ye Mengqiu was deep in thought. When he saw Ye Qing come in, he stood up.
Ye Qing stepped forward and saluted: "Grandpa, I'm back."
Ye Mengqiu suppressed his emotions: "You are finally back, just come back, just come back."
Ye Qing waved his hand, and Jiang Zinan presented the wooden box to him and then retreated obediently.
Ye Mengqiu's hands were trembling a little. When he opened it, he saw a golden scroll. One was the imperial edict, canonizing Ye Qing as the Eighth Grade Hanlin Editor and Nan Lianzi, and the other was the Jinshi Tribute, confirming that Ye Qing was the second best.
, there are also temporary assignments from the state and official team training appointment documents from the county.
Each of these four official documents exuded a charming light in Ye Mengqiu's eyes.
Next, there is the pressed crown uniform.
After a long time, Ye Mengqiu said: "These four scrolls can protect our Ye clan for hundreds of years."
After a pause, he continued: "Since you are a Jinshi and honor your ancestors, the rules have to be changed. Tomorrow morning, you will sacrifice the Jinshi memorial arch and ancestral hall. Do you have any objections to this?"
Ye Qing smiled: "I have no objection to that. According to the rules, sacrifices should be made to the Jinshi Memorial Archway first and then to the family ancestral hall."
Ye Mengqiu nodded: "We will offer sacrifices tomorrow. We will offer sacrifices at the Jinshi Archway in the early morning. Then we will offer sacrifices at the ancestral hall in the morning. At noon, we will go to the original ancestral hall. I will pass the throne to you."
These words were so simple that Ye Qing couldn't help but lean back and said in shock: "How dare you, grandson? Grandpa is still very healthy. Besides, there are elders like my third uncle here..."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Mengqiu waved his hand to stop: "You don't need to say these things. There is no one in the building now. If you make a fuss about the ceremony, you won't be able to do anything."
"Not to mention you, anyone who can become a Jinshi will be treated like this." Ye Mengqiu smiled when he said this and said: "To put it more harshly, even if I don't delegate power, if you are a Jinshi, who else in the clan will be there?"
Dare I not listen to you? Rather than causing trouble and draining the clan’s vitality, it’s better to be generous and generous.”
Ye Qing was startled after hearing this. He stared at Ye Mengqiu for a long time, then straightened his face and bowed deeply: "Yes, then my grandson will be ashamed of himself."
"This is my good grandson." Ye Mengqiu leaned on the chair and muttered: "But if you want to take over, there must be a charter, what do you think?"
"I have no objection." Ye Qing smiled after hearing this and felt clear in his heart. He knew that this was the condition. In fact, the essence was like this. Who in the clan would dare not listen to Ye Qing if he won the Jinshi?
Even if Ye Mengqiu doesn't retreat, it won't have much impact.
Even if we take a step back, Ye Qing has won the Jinshi this time and has thousands of acres of land to his name. Recently, more than 300 people have taken refuge. In just five years, he can create a new Ye Clan capital that surpasses Yejiazhuang.
It's not difficult.
However, Ye Mengqiu passed the throne automatically, which saved a lot of trouble and gained a good reputation. He immediately mused: "I originally bought ten thousand acres of bad land. I heard that the land has improved recently, although it will not turn into fertile land immediately.
, it’s only a few years.”
"I have allocated 3,000 acres to the clan. How to allocate it will be decided by my grandfather and third uncle."
As soon as he said this, Ye Mengqiu put his hands on his hands and laughed: "Da Shan, if you have this intention, I will have nothing to worry about."
After a pause, he continued: "Tomorrow I will hand over the clan's internal account book to you. Let me give you some information first. The actual amount of silver in the clan is 170,000 taels."
He glanced at Ye Qing's face and said: "From last year to this year, our family earned 270,000 taels of bamboo leaf green wine, but the clan paid out dividends and built roads and canals, and we spent more than half of it at once.
, only 60,000 taels of silver are left, and these 110,000 taels are accumulated in the past."
Ye Qing didn't care after hearing this and smiled: "You can still make money from Zhuye Qingjiu for two years, at least five hundred thousand taels of silver. Even if this big item is removed from the future and it is dedicated to the court, the court will definitely reward you."
If I can keep some shares, I'm sure I'll get a bonus of fifty thousand taels a year."
"Besides, at that time, all the land and houses had been developed, and there were about 200 hectares of farmland. Are you worried that there would be no income?"
Ye Mengqiu didn't say anything, and remained silent for a long time before asking: "Is this bamboo leaf green wine really only good for three years?"
Ye Qing glanced at his grandfather in surprise: "Didn't I already analyze the pros and cons here to you and the elders of the clan? You can only hold them in your hands for three years, and any more will cause disaster. You all didn't know these at the time.
I agree."
"But you are now a second-ranked Jinshi..." Ye Mengqiu hesitated.
"Two rankings of Jinshi can't be compared." When Ye Qing heard his grandfather and the clan were making an idea, he suddenly lost his smile and said firmly: "When you see making money, you are so greedy that you even risk your life?"
"Grandpa, if you have this intention, don't pass the throne to me. I will start my own business immediately."
The words were so harsh that Ye Mengqiu couldn't bear it. He said angrily: "Is this how you talk to your grandfather? Is this how you repay your clan?"
The original harmonious atmosphere was swept away. Ye Qing didn't even say a word. He waved his sleeves, turned around and left. Ye Mengqiu's whole body trembled with anger. He pointed at his back and shouted: "Okay... I have full wings, haven't I..."
Ye Qing ignored him and walked towards the steps.
When I was reborn, I fought for almost all my luck and resources. I made Bamboo Leaf Green Wine by myself, and most of the profits were given to the clan.
To buy 10,000 acres of wasteland, I sold my shares and redeemed it myself. When I came back after being awarded a Jinshi title, I immediately donated another 3,000 acres to the clan.
I feel that I have fulfilled all my kinship obligations.
But everyone in the clan is obsessed with the hundreds of thousands of taels of money this year, and they all make it clear. They all know that the disaster is unfathomable, and they still want to ask themselves to take the blame?
What is the essence of this?
It’s because you have the idea of making money at the expense of yourself. It’s completely crazy.
For real relatives, maybe even this is difficult to do across the board, but who is Ye Qing? He is a time traveler, and he is not even in the mood to play with them at this time.
Look up to the sky and laugh loudly and go out. How can we be the people of Penghao?
Seeing that this grandson ignored him and stepped on the first step, Ye Mengqiu suddenly had a realization that made him angry and sad - if he stepped out, there would really be no such person in the clan.
"Slowly, come back," Ye Mengqiu said.
Seeing Ye Qing stop and turn around, Ye Mengqiu couldn't help panting and coughing fiercely. After a long time, he stopped and looked at Ye Qing with a sad look: "Even if there is something sorry for you in the clan,
You can also refute and discuss, wave your sleeves and walk away if you disagree. Do you hate the clan like this? So crisp and clear, so without hesitation? "
Seeing Ye Qing without speaking, for a long time, Ye Mengqiu finally showed a disappointed look, took a heavy breath, and suddenly became ten years older: "That's it, you will be the clan leader tomorrow, you can do whatever you want."
Ye Qing bowed again with a calm expression: "Yes, Grandpa, it's getting late. Please rest early. I'm going back to deal with some things."
"Okay, you go." Seeing Ye Qing's smiling and friendly expression, Ye Mengqiu said blankly. After saying that, he stood up and walked slowly for a few steps, arrived at the entrance of the building, and looked down.
I saw the misty rainy night, but the tribesmen below were not affected at all, cheering and jumping, looking festive.
Looking further into the distance, one could see lush greenery and ten thousand acres of fertile farmland. Ye Qing, who had gone out, was greeting people in the courtyard. He was calm and graceful with a smile. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and his voice became a little hoarse: "Oh,
My heart is as dangerous as the mountains and rivers, and my chest is as deep as the city. It is really terrifying to think that this child has such deep thoughts."
Ye Qing actually didn't have this intention. The scale in his mind was very simple.
Put them together and treat them with a sincere heart
If you don’t agree, laugh up at the sky and go out
It's just that this is a measure that only a superior person can have. There is a great secret here. At this time, seeing everyone greeting them happily, he had a cold face, and he immediately became harmonious with the atmosphere.
"Young Master Qing, I heard that people from heaven live in the imperial capital, so it must be much better than here."
Ye Qing shook his head slightly and smiled: "In terms of the large number of people and houses, it must be the imperial capital, but the gold and silver nests are not as good as doghouses. There is nothing better than home - let's talk about you, Mrs. Li, you are so stupid.
Chicken, no one in the imperial capital can make it with this taste."
Sister-in-law Li's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she said: "It's rare that Mr. Qing still remembers the braised chicken I made - I will make braised chicken tonight, and I will definitely choose a big rooster, fat and tender. I will send you a few tomorrow morning."
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Ye Qing couldn't help but clapped and laughed, and said, "Sister-in-law Li's words made my mouth water. I'll give you three. Qianqian and I both like it."
After saying that, he waved his hand and walked towards his mansion, but Qianqian's figure appeared in his heart, and his eyes suddenly sank, with a bit of tenderness.