"Good emperor, good nephew! Didn't the emperor say that the 800 acres of land under the Nanshan Mountain that my uncle mentioned to you earlier would not be sold? Why did it only take a few months for the land to change hands? ”

King An nagged and read a bunch of what he didn't have, and after singing praises and virtues and climbing family affection, he finally understood his intentions, and there was still a trace of complaint and grievance on his neatly repaired white skin.

Gao Shenghan was confused. She glanced at Grandpa Deng.

Father-in-law Deng immediately leaned into her ear and whispered to explain the lawsuit over the 800 acres of land.

It turned out that he had confiscated the land from the house of a certain courtier.

"Who's in charge of the fields? Who bought it? Gao Shenghan asked, his voice a little displeased. Since he opened his mouth to refuse King An's request to buy land, for the sake of the emperor's uncle's face and his own golden words, there is no reason to change his mind after a few months. She believed that the deity of this body would not care about these miscellaneous things before, and she had never heard of such a thing, so someone was deceived and secretly manipulated. Even the confiscated fields dared to be resold in private, what else would those people not dare!

Thinking that he came here inexplicably because of an assassination, Gao Shenghan's face became even more gloomy.

It seems that he is too kind to the people below.

Wang An saw that this nephew really didn't know about this, so he quickly shrank his head and replied in a small voice: "I heard that it was bought by a steward of the Wang family surnamed Liao." I don't know whose path he took. ”

Gonggong Deng's face was also very bad, and he comforted King An with kind words and sent off the guests.

"Which royal family? You're fat! Even my real estate dares to move! Gao Shenghan looked at Gonggong Deng, who was walking back with heavy footsteps, and said with a smile.

Gonggong Deng paused and bowed solemnly.

"Slave, go down and ask?" In my heart, I secretly scolded my mother.

There are many people surnamed Wang in the capital, but they are so bold that they dare to privately move the idea of those temporarily confiscated official fields, and they can be counted in one slap.

The first to bear the brunt should be suspicious of the family of the prince of Fuguo, the maiden family of the former empress.

Fu Guogong is the emperor's eldest uncle, now in his fifties, and Li Ge Lao, Dong Ge Lao jointly control the government and assist the emperor, and has a certain right to speak in the recommendation and appointment of officials, and no one in the capital does not know the royal family.

Gonggong Deng is not worried that the hand of this former uncle will reach into the emperor's pocket, after all, he gives a lot of rewards to the Wang family every year, almost the first share in the whole capital and even the whole Zhou, and the Wang family is not short of money. I am afraid that the people under the Wang family will not be honest, and they will use the name of the Guogong Mansion to make a lot of money to enrich their personal small treasury.

Gao Shenghan also knew that the mother's surname of this body was Wang, so the first thing she suspected was his family.

"Go, ask me clearly. There are other confiscated fields, which ones have they sold to in recent years? I'll know the details tomorrow! ”

Gonggong Deng went down with a bitter face.

Not long after, the word spread to the Ministry of Household and the Ministry of Rites, the face of the two Shangshu is more bitter than the bitter gourd, have rummaged through the new emperor since the enthronement of the confiscated official field information, if it has not been sold, it should still be in the Ministry of Rites for the record, if it has been sold, the silver money should be into the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Household has the details of the silver money into the account, the Ministry of Rites also has the record of the handler, in short, it is a burst of chickens and dogs jumping people on their backs, and the officials of the two ministries scolded and scolded, Greetings to the eighteen generations of the ancestors of those damn lords who oppressed people and didn't let them have a good year. After working all afternoon, all other work was put down, and finally all the materials for the past three or four years were collected and handed in.

The two Shangshu adults got together and compared each other to confirm that there was no mistake, and then they were half relieved.

The other half of the heart has to be carried, waiting for the one above to ask!

I thought that it would take two or three days to pass them into the palace, and no matter how bad it was, the emperor would have to wait until the next day to ask about it, but I didn't think that the two Shangshu washed and slept in the middle of the night, or they flirted with the beautiful concubine with a warm fragrance, or the old husband and wife shrunk into a quilt to exchange their favors, and suddenly they were aroused by the eager knock on the door of the family.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Ting, the head of the household, held back the fire and asked unhappily. The lady on the side put on a dress and got up to reassure, "Maybe there is something wrong with the children." "It's freezing cold, and it's common for children to suddenly have headaches and brain fevers, so she has to go and see it for herself. After a while, he came back with a panicked face.

Yao Wenyuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, was even more angry, and directly called: "What's the matter with making a loud noise in the middle of the night!" Hit it out! Xinna's beautiful concubine, Aunt Seven, playfully came up, scratched the itchy flesh on his stomach, and said angrily: "Why is the master so angry, it can't be that the lady is in a hurry!" ”

What he said added to Yao Shangshu's dissatisfaction with his wife. Just wanted to hug the concubine and coax a few words, but a sharp voice outside scared him into no reverie!

"The emperor has summoned you. Master Yao, let's go with our family. ”

Entering the palace in the middle of the night is a precursor to death!

The two Shangshu trembled and knelt on the ground, and did not dare to raise their heads after the three shouts, so they knelt humbly to listen to the training.

A bunch of objects flew down from above, almost smashing them into a temporary coma, and they had experienced a lot of things, but they held on to it in two breaths.

Working with such a moody tyrant, you don't have the guts to get along. I just hate that there is no intimate daughter/son who can enter the eyes of the emperor, blow the pillow wind, and make the emperor happy.

"Yao Aiqing, tell me, how much silver does an acre of land cost in the suburbs of Beijing?" The emperor's cold voice sounded above.

"Shangtian is eighteen taels and one acres, and the price is higher near the water source, and it is sold for twenty-four or five taels at the highest time." Yao Shangshu replied truthfully. The Ministry of Rites is only busy with holidays throughout the year, and then there is the canonization ceremony of the Birthday Festival or something, but unfortunately there have been no other canonization activities since the new emperor ascended the throne, and the Ministry of Rites is completely idle. But his brain is not stupid, and the things he should know have not been left behind.

"Eighteen taels. Is this this year's price or previous years? Gao Shenghan looked at the details of the Gyeonggi land sale that he had re-copied in his hand, and his heart, liver and lungs were throbbing!

Yao Shangshu replied almost without thinking: "Eighteen taels is this year's price." Last year, it was about 16 taels and 1 acres, and the first two years should be about 12 taels. ”

Okay! The price of this land has risen no less than the increase in housing prices in Beijing in that life!

He asked Nakata and Shimoda again - there were almost none in Shimoda, and then there were mountains and slopes, as well as the price of some sandy land, and Gao Shenghan knew it.

"There is a lot of sand on the outskirts of Beijing?" She asked nonchalantly.

"Not much. There are only 100 acres in Shihezi and the vicinity of Daying in the western suburbs. Zhang Ting, the head of the household, replied.

"Are you sure?"

"Wechen is sure."

"Then why is the price of the sand when the money is put into storage after the fields change hands?"

Yao Wenyuan and Zhang Ting breathed a sigh......