"Third sister, this is the land deed that my father asked me to steal!" As she said that, Xiao Shurou handed Xiao Wenjun the land deed of the Xiao Mansion.
"Third uncle is so bold that he actually asked fourth sister to steal the land deed!" Xiao Wenjun also took out a land deed and said, "Just give this to him."
Xiao Shuyue took the fake land deed from Xiao Wenjun's hand and cursed in her heart, Xiao Wenjun, you are more courageous, you even dare to forge the land deed, and you don't show any mercy to trick people. But she continued with a calm face.
"Not only that, Xiao Wenhe seems to be dissatisfied with his father's focus on money recently, so he decided to deal with you, Third Sister, in private."
"Thank you, fourth sister, for reminding me!" Xiao Wenjun took a deep look at Xiao Shurou and said with a smile.
"Third Sister and I have a cooperative relationship, so thank you very much." Xiao Shuyue accepted it generously.
"The weather is going to change. Fourth sister, please pay attention to your health and be careful about getting cold." Xiao Wenjun took a sip of tea.
Xiao Shuyue raised her head and glanced at the sky. There were thick black clouds, as if it was really going to rain.
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Since the day before yesterday, Mr. Xiao had been working hard to mediate between Mr. Chen and Shopkeeper Qian several times, so he decided to collect the four million by himself!
Mr. Xiao mortgaged all his assets in exchange for cash, but he was still short of one hundred thousand taels. So, he set his sights on the Xiao family's ancestral home, which was just enough for four million taels!
Just change hands and redeem these things, and you can make a guaranteed profit of 900,000 taels!
"Shurou, thank you for your hard work. You must not tell anyone about this! When father makes money, he will buy you the set of pearls and noodles you like!" Mr. Xiao took the land deed handed over by Xiao Shurou with tears in his hands.
Trembling slightly!
"It is Shurou's duty to share her father's worries!" Xiao Shurou smiled as bright as a flower, but in her heart she had already regarded her father as dead!
Mr. Xiao has already negotiated with the largest pawnshop in Lanling City about mortgaging the Xiao Mansion, and is just waiting for the handover.
The boss behind this pawn shop has a rich background and is the eldest prince of the current dynasty. He has huge power and abundant funds. There is nothing in Lanling City that they dare not accept!
When the third master took the one hundred thousand taels obtained from the mortgage, he finally collected the four million taels of silver!
These past few days, Mr. Xiao has been in a state of torture. He receives urgings from He Hong every day. When he met He Hong this afternoon, Mr. Chen increased the price by another two hundred thousand taels!
In order to avoid a long night and many dreams, Mr. Xiao took the four million taels of silver notes he raised and made a deal with shopkeeper Qian that night! Just wait until dawn tomorrow, go to the villa, and you can make a lot of money!
Mr. Xiao's yard was lit with lights all night long, as if he had returned to the time when the Xiao family was in its heyday and the lights were bright. He was so excited that he didn't know how tired he was, and it wasn't until Yin hour that he hugged the wooden box and fell asleep.
"Master! Master! Something bad has happened!" The attendant patted Mr. Xiao's door and shouted loudly.
"Why are you so nervous?" Mr. Xiao suddenly thought, he has something big to do today, and this guy is full of bad luck!
But I looked at today's almanac suspiciously: Everything is not appropriate!
"Master Wenhe and the princess are fighting in the mansion!" the attendant panted.
"Bad luck! Wen He is no match for that bitch! What time is it now?" Mr. Xiao had a headache. His son was very good at picking the time, but he chose today to cause trouble!
"Master, it's not the right time now!"
"Wei Shi? Hurry! Prepare the carriage quickly!" It's already past lunch time? Mr. Xiao slapped his forehead, it seems that he slept too late yesterday!
"Take me to see Wen He first!" Mr. Xiao hurriedly put on his clothes and got up!
We must quickly deal with the matter between Xiao Wen and that silly son, and then quickly go to Wenyuan Villa!
In the Xiao Mansion Garden, Xiao Wenhe fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment. His clothes were torn into strips by sharp tools. There were bloodstains of varying depths on the exposed skin, his hair was messy, and there was blood hanging from the corners of his mouth.
Until now, Xiao Wenhe was confused. Today, he just glared at Xiao Wenjun as before. The other person was unwilling to let him go and started to make moves inexplicably. Although he also knew some basic kung fu, Xiao Wenjun was nowhere to be found.
opponent?
When Mr. Xiao rushed to the garden, he saw his son who looked like a beggar and Xiao Wenjun who looked like a normal person next to him.
"Xiao Wenjun, why did you beat your brother like this?" Mr. Xiao's pupils shrank, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and just wanted to end it all as soon as possible.
"So what if I beat him? This princess can't stand him!" Xiao Wenjun rolled up his sleeves and returned to his Qinglan Courtyard: "Humph! If you can't beat him, you'll just call me me!"
"Dad, what do you think she said?" Xiao Wenhe covered his swollen face and looked at Xiao Wenjun's back with murderous intent in his eyes.
"That's all, you go back first, I still have big things to do today!" Mr. Xiao said these words and left without any explanation.
Xiao Wenhe looked at Mr. Xiao's retreating figure, and the anger in his eyes became even more intense!
"It's really bad luck! Coachman, please hurry up!" Mr. Xiao held the wooden box in his arms and watched the sky getting dark, feeling more and more anxious in his heart.
When they were approaching Wenyuan Villa, the carriage had not stopped yet. Mr. Xiao jumped out of the carriage anxiously, almost missing his waist. The groom hurriedly came up to help him.
The clever entourage has already run to the gate of the villa, ready to knock on the door.
However, the red door, which had not been closed for several days, was now closed tightly, with two new seals affixed to the door. It was quiet all around, with the evening breeze blowing, and only a faint lantern hung on Xiao Mansion's carriage.
Shake gently.
Mr. Xiao shook his body, ignoring the pain in his back. He pushed the groom away and staggered towards the door. He grabbed the attendant's shoulder and asked in a cold voice: "Why don't you knock on the door!"
"My servant knocked on the door, but no one answered..." The attendant also felt that something was wrong, his face turned pale, and his voice became quieter and quieter.
Mr. Xiao suddenly looked at the newly posted seal on the door. He lowered his head and followed the deep and shallow ruts on the door. He felt dizzy, his vision went dark, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed directly on the ground.
The attendant next to him was startled and rushed to help him!
"Third Master! Who are you?" A voice came from not far away. It was a fair-weather friend who often hung out with each other.
"Brother, this Wenyuan Villa..." Mr. Xiao asked with a trembling voice.
"You don't know, Third Master? At last night's banquet, Mr. Chen suddenly informed me that he was preparing to leave this place. I also came to see the excitement, but I didn't expect that they would be gone in just one day!" The man's eyes were puzzled, and he came closer and looked at Xiao.
Third Master.
"Did you say where you're going?" Mr. Xiao almost missed his breath, but he still insisted on asking.
"That's not true." The man thought about it for a moment and continued: "However, Mr. Chen spends money like water. I didn't expect that most of the furnishings in this courtyard were rented from Fengxiang Mansion. It took a long time to move them.
over!"
"It's rented? Then this villa is also rented?" Mr. Xiao's voice suddenly raised an octave and he asked sharply.
"The boss of Fengxiang Mansion came over personally to check and pack the boxes. Of course it is true! You also saw the seal on the door. Isn't it obvious?" The man also felt that these days of revelry were like a dream, shook his head and continued.
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"Brothers have speculated that Mr. Chen must have failed to buy Shopkeeper Qian's pagoda and left in a rage! It's going to rain, Third Master, I'll leave first!"
"Pagoda! Yes, pagoda!" Mr. Xiao seemed to be grasping at straws as he muttered the word repeatedly.
Boom! There was a burst of thunder, and in the boring sky, it started pouring rain!
"Let's go! Hurry to Bafang Jinbao!" Mr. Xiao shouted loudly.
Mr. Xiao kept urging "Hurry up! Hurry up!" along the way. He didn't even feel the rain coming through the curtains and hitting his body.
When the carriage arrived at the entrance of Bafang Jinbao's alley, it was already Choushi, and an ominous premonition came to his mind again!
Mr. Xiao jumped off the carriage again, regardless of the oil-paper umbrella held by his entourage above his head, and kicked open the door of Bafang Jinbao in the rain.
I saw that the house was in a mess, with some worthless boxes scattered on the floor, which had obviously just been emptied!
A bolt of lightning flashed across, making Mr. Xiao's face look as pale and terrifying as a ghost, and the light in his eyes seemed to be extinguished by the heavy rain.
"It's completely over..." Mr. Xiao leaned against the wall, slid down the door frame inch by inch, and fell into a puddle!
"Master, you are soaked all over. Can I help you go to the carriage to rest?" Seeing Mr. Xiao's miserable appearance, the attendant couldn't bear it and asked bravely.
However, Mr. Xiao seemed to be deaf, sitting alone in the puddle. The cold rain could not offset the chill in his heart.
Could it be a trap set up by Bafang Jinbao and Wenyuan Villa?
But now I am completely destitute!
"No! I still have the pagoda!" Mr. Xiao held on to his last glimmer of hope. If the pagoda was real, he could sell it for three million taels!
Mr. Xiao sat up suddenly, stumbled into the carriage, and hurriedly pulled out the exquisite wooden box.
No! This weight is wrong! This is not the weight of pure gold at all!
As soon as Mr. Xiao picked up the pagoda, he immediately made a judgment and there was no need to look at it anymore!
"Hahaha! God is going to kill me..."
In one day, his mood fell from heaven to earth, and then to hell!
The change was so intense that he couldn't bear it. With a pop, he spat out another mouthful of blood!
The house, shop, and village were all mortgaged by him, and he also borrowed some usury loans to collect a total of four million taels!
Overnight, everything was wiped out!
Until now, Mr. Xiao is racking his brains and can't believe who did this? And when did it happen? And why are they all four million taels?
Mr. Xiao suddenly remembered what Xiao Wenjun said that day, "It's time to get my mother's dowry back!"