"Don't wade into the troubled waters of the Li family, the water of the Li family is deep, and I suspect that Master Li is not dead at all!" After Li Jian calmed down a little, he immediately sent a message to Zhang Yi and warned him not to wade into the Li family's water.

"And Master Li and you, the fat lady, are ghostly and ghostly, and their IQ is extremely high."

"Ah, haha, Brother Li, do you remember?" Zhang Yi laughed and said.

"It turned out to be you, when did you marry Miss Xu, congratulations, Miss Xu, this is a friend I met a few years ago." Li Jian didn't dare to say what Zhang Yi was called, because he was afraid that it would be different from what Zhang Yi said.

"Mr. Li, until now, I don't know my husband's name, may I ask Mr. Li, my husband's surname?" Fat said suddenly.

"His name is ...... Called...... Si Bian Tai. Without waiting for Zhang Yi to speak, Li Jian directly gave Zhang Yi a name.

Zhang Yileng, surnamed Si? Flat table? Why is this name so strange?

He didn't react for a moment.

"Brother Biantai, Miss Xu, there's nothing to do here, let's go back to the counter, and please rest assured that Miss Xu will be conscientious on the counter and in each village." Li Jian couldn't help but smile, bowed down, and strode away.

"Flat platform? Li Jian, you are scolding me! Zhang Yi reacted at this time, his surname is Si, and his name is Si Biantai, isn't that a pervert? This bastard scolded him for being perverted to death.

But I'm really a bit perverted, and even married a pig, isn't it a pervert?

"Husband, help me to my father's study, let's see their faces." Fei Fei said in a deep voice at this time.

"Oh." Zhang Yi hugged her and walked towards Master Li's study step by step.

At the same time, the study was now in tatters. The six women almost demolished the study, all looking for the will.

It's just that it seems that they haven't found it yet.

Zhang Yisuan saw it. These six aunts and wives don't want to be good, they don't want to live. As soon as Master Li died, no one could stop them.

When Zhang Yi followed Miss Fat to the study, he had already loosened Miss Fat and was supported by her two personal maids.

Miss Fat didn't enter the study, but just stood outside the door of the study and looked coldly at the six little mothers who were rummaging through the cabinets, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Shui, did Daddy say before that no one, including you, me and my aunts, is allowed to enter his study?" Didn't I sue you too? Who entered his study without permission, and you did it, and abolished his cultivation, about the dungeon? ”

"Yes......" There are still a bunch of people guarding outside the study, including the most powerful Shui Bo, and a few managers and the like, all of whom are masters.

"Didn't you see your aunt enter?" Miss Fat asked suddenly.

Shui Bo was silent.

And several of the little mothers inside obviously heard Fatty Fat's words, and one of them sneered: "Isn't the master dead?" What is there in the study of a dead man that cannot be entered? ”

"Oh, what do you say?" The fat lady looked sideways at the fat pig's head and looked at the strongest Shui Bodao.

"This ...... How dare the old slave rule a few slaves. Shui Bo said embarrassedly.

"What if I let you rule over them?" The fat lady suddenly put her hand into the belly pocket of the meaty man. Then he took out a yellow scroll, threw it to Shui Bo and sneered: "Shui Bo, this is Daddy's will, you can read it in public now!" ”

"What?"

"What's wrong with you?"

"You've been in the master's study before?"

"How bold are you?"

"Give me a will!"

"Whoosh~" The six little mothers all rushed to Shui Bo. To snatch the scroll in the hands of the water bo.

"Uncle Shui, if the will is damaged or lost, then Miss Ben will punish you. Also, don't rob it. There are two copies of this scroll, and the other one is in the City Lord's Mansion! ”

"Uh......"

The six little mothers stopped instantly. Na Shui Bo was also shocked all over, then took a deep breath and slowly opened the scroll.

There is a lot of handwriting on the scroll, and Shui Bo confirms that it is the master's handwriting.

Shui Bo calmed down, and then read slowly: "Today, after being reminded by Mr. Li, I suddenly feel that the family business is big, in case I leave or soar in the next day or unfortunately have an accident, what should I do with this family business?" ”

"The old man has no children under his knees, only one daughter, and the daughter is riddled with strange diseases, although there are six rooms from the wife, but it is just a hen that does not lay eggs, after I die, they are afraid that they will also return to their respective families, only Xu'er is left."

"Fortunately, although Xu Er has a strange disease, she is talented and intelligent, and she has a great talent for business, so yesterday I ordered Xu Er to be in charge of the income and expenses of the family and the cabinet, and every account is managed by Xu Er."

"I also want to write this will here today, that is, after my death, the position of the head of the family will be taken over by Xu'er, and others shall not interfere and obstruct it.

"If they leave voluntarily, it is also human nature, and Xu'er will also give them a fee for dividing the family, as for how much, it is up to Xu'er to decide."

"Everyone in the family must obey Xu'er's orders, and if they are violated, Xu'er can use the house rules."

"Li Dafu stays in the New Year of the Tianyuan Calendar!"

Tianyuan New Year, that is the suicide note written three years ago!

After Shui Bo finished reading, the audience fell silent.

"Husband, I'm tired, Uncle Shui, my father set up a spirit for seven days, and he will be buried in seven days!" After speaking, Fatty turned around with difficulty and was helped away by the maid.

Zhang Yi laughed and turned to leave in the opposite direction.

The temporary turmoil seems to have set the tone, and a suicide note has set the chaos at home.

But whether Fei Fei can control it all, and whether the six Cong Ladies will be willing, this is two things.

If Fei Fei didn't have a master who was secretly guarding, then Zhang Yi even suspected that Fei Fei might not be able to survive for three days.

People die for money, birds die for food, although this is the fairy world, but the fairy spirit stone is wealth, and it is also a necessary resource for cultivation, Master Li has nothing, just a lot of money, so how can the six Cong ladies be willing?

There are more than a dozen miscellaneous servants in the courtyard where Zhang Yi lives, and there is an old slave, who looks like he is fifty or sixty years old, and he is specially serving him.

After Zhang Yi returned to the courtyard, he called more than a dozen miscellaneous servants and old slaves to the courtyard with great interest and lined them up.

"What's your name?" Zhang Yi looked at the old slave and said.

"Back to my uncle's words, the old slave is born, the old slave has a high rank in the Li family, and Miss Xu also wants to call the old slave uncle, so my uncle can also call me uncle!"

"Okay, Uncle Sheng, you go to Miss's side now, inform Miss, come to my room tonight, Aunt Ben and Miss are going to talk at night, and husband and wife talk at night."

"Yes, the old slave will go and inform." Sheng Bo immediately turned around and ran.

Zhang Yi looked at the other miscellaneous servants again, then sat down swaggeringly, and said, "I don't want to know what your names are, and I don't care what you think of me, whether you are scolding me in your heart, or despising me or envying me, I don't care about these!" ”

"But you should remember one thing, now, you are subordinates, and I am my uncle, so you will move for me, I will ask for a hundred horses of silk of various colors, a hundred stones of rice grain of various colors, and wine, and a thousand jars of good wine, and thirty sets of clothes tailored for me, and that's it, go and do it."

"Yes, yes......" The miscellaneous servants immediately ran away.

Zhang Yi laughed, this is a good time to fight local tyrants and divide the land, the Li family is so rich, how can they be worthy of themselves if they don't make a fortune and leave? (To be continued.) )