Compared with the Anling Du clan, which was moved into Guanzhong by Emperor Hui, the Chang'an Tian clan, or the 'Changling Tian clan', is undoubtedly the "predecessor" of the business world.

As early as the beginning of the establishment of the Han Dynasty, Liu Bang adopted the suggestion of his younger brother Lou Jing to implement the Lingyi system for the first time, and when the wealthy families of the world were moved to Guanzhong, the Tian family had already been moved into Guanzhong.

It was only when the Anling Du clan came from behind, relying on the grain business to become bigger, and hugging the thick thighs of Qu Rebellion and Chen Ping, that the Tian family began to keep a low profile.

Before the Anling Du clan was moved into Changguanzhong, the Chang'an Tian clan was the leader of the wealthy clan in Guanzhong!

It is true that in the grain market in Guanzhong, Tian's share is no more than 10 percent, and it cannot be compared with the nearly 70 percent market share of Du's monopoly level.

However, Anling Du was a simple grain merchant, only engaged in the business of buying and selling grain; For Tian, grain is at most a side business.

If you put aside the connections, in terms of financial resources alone, even if the Tian family is not as good as the Anling Du family, it will not be too bad.

But this time, Tian is in an unprecedented crisis...

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Shallot on the dew, and Yixi, Luxi Ming Dynasty is more falling, when will people return when they die?

In the newly built mourning hall in Tian's front yard, a low elegy reverberates—薤 (xiè) dew.

In the mourning hall, a cold and swollen corpse lay peacefully in the wooden coffin, completely ignoring the old woman who was crying on the side of the coffin, almost fainting.

Dozens of men dressed in vegetarian clothes knelt in front of the wooden coffin in two rows, their faces full of grief.

It's just that some people are sad because of the middle of the family, and some are worried about not being able to share the inheritance.

Only the young man on the left side was the most forward, his resolute gaze locked on the wooden coffin in front of him, his teeth clenched, and he held back the tears from flowing.

"Mother!"

"Sister-in-law!"

The hall was in a brief chaos, and when the young man looked around, he saw that his grandmother was already in grief and fainted from crying.

The young man retracted his gaze to the wooden coffin, completely ignoring the uncle who 'whispered' behind him and accused him of not being filial.

When the old woman was helped down, several middle-aged men with fat heads and big ears and thin eyebrows came to the young man and surrounded him.

Sensing that the sockets of the young people around him were biting tighter, he slowly closed his eyes, and tears finally came out of his sockets.

Seeing this, one of the middle-aged people walked out, sighed and said, "The eldest brother has passed away, and we are also very sad, Alain, the festival is changing." ”

The rest of the people immediately echoed: "It's extreme, it's extreme, don't break your body..."

Tian Lan was unmoved, her eyes were still closed, she knelt in front of the wooden coffin, and said coldly: "The second uncle doesn't have to beat around the bush, just say it bluntly." ”

Straightforwardly, everyone in the hall looked at each other, and the middle-aged man's face was stunned and embarrassed.

Looking left and right, the middle-aged man finally gritted his teeth, and his face turned cold: "In this case, I will say it directly." ”

"Now that the eldest brother has died, it is reasonable to divide the property of the Tian family to establish another household!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man glanced at the Tianfu Mansion with greed in his eyes, put his hand on Tian Lan's shoulder, and said softly: "Mother faints, Alan is the eldest brother and sister-in-law, I don't know about the separation, what are your plans?" ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the hall raised their heads and looked at Tian Lan with a little expectation.

Tian Lan suddenly smiled, shook her head and stood up, her face full of sarcasm: "The second uncle really deserves to be the son of my Tian family..."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Tian Lan's complexion change, and his eyes were already full of anger.

"My father's bones are not cold, and you are waiting for the eagle (liè) to plot the property of the Wutian clan here?"

"Humph!"

"When my grandfather died, the Tian family had already split up, and the side branches deserved it, and they had already been handed over to the others!"

As he spoke, Tian Lan's sharp eyes swept over the people in the hall: "Today's division of the door should also be a matter of our lineage!" ”

Everyone in the hall hurriedly lowered their heads, but their ears were pricked up, listening to the movement in the hall.

The middle-aged man sneered, and said sarcastically: "Alain, having said that, but in the future, if there is no one of us to take care of it, can the Tian family's lineage be completely existent?" ”

"Let's see!"

"It's too late!"

"Has anyone ever come to the house to hang up?"

Tian Lan turned a deaf ear, turned around, and squatted down in front of the young man behind her: "Ah Qiang, the lineage of the Imada family, only you and my brothers." ”

"You say, do you want to divide the property and keep it at home?"

When the young man who was sobbing in a low voice heard this, he wiped his stubborn face, glared at the elders of the side branch standing in the hall viciously, and said categorically: "Ah Qiang is young, I would like to stay at home and revive the lintel with my eldest brother." ”

Tian Lan nodded with a light smile, touched the young man's head, and when he stood up, his face was already cold.

"In this case, the matter of the Wutian clan has nothing to do with you."

"Sending off!"

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Only Tian Lan and Tian Qiang were left in the waiting hall, and Steward Tian, who was waiting outside the hall, walked in lightly: "Shaojun." ”

Tian Lan didn't stand up, still kneeling in front of the coffin with a blank face: "How did Tingwei explain his father's matter?" ”

Hearing this, the housekeeper's face suddenly became bitter, and he explained in a low voice: "When the servant arrives at the Tingwei Mansion, he has to go out to treat each other, and the lord of the words..."

After a pause, he finally gritted his teeth: "Ting Weiyan said that the lord fell into the river drunk and drowned..."

"The entourage of the house is a fugitive slave, and the court lieutenant has also ordered a wanted arrest..."

Following the housekeeper's words, Tian Lan slowly stood up and came to the wooden coffin, her fists clenched, her eyes locked tightly on the wooden coffin, the black-purple strangulation mark on the neck of the corpse.

"Drowning... Fugitive slaves..."

With her hand caressing her father's cold face, Tian Lan's heart was like a knife, but she was full of powerlessness.

"Is this the situation for tenants who are persecuted by my family on weekdays?"

muttered to himself, but received no response; Tian Lan turned around and saw that the old housekeeper's face was full of confusion.

Sneering, walking up to the housekeeper, Tian Lan asked softly, "What else did Tingwei say?" ”

Hearing this, the old housekeeper had already left tears, and suddenly knelt down beside Tian Lan, choking and said: "Ting Weiyan: It is hot and dry in the middle of the pass today, and the body of the lord should be buried as soon as possible..."

"Hehehehehehehe..."

"Hahahahahaha!!ha

Listening to the housekeeper's words, and then looking at the almost three-inch-thick snow in the courtyard, Tian Lan suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled.

It's just that the scarlet eyes, I can't tell that Tian Lan is happy at all...

"The ministers avoid the way, and the courtesy is not a hundred bureaucrats..."

"Du's so majestic!"

The butler who knelt on the ground hurriedly stood up and came behind Tian Lan: "Shaojun is cautious, cautious..."

Tian Lan couldn't hold back a smile, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and turned around, with a hint of madness on her face.

"Since Ting Wei said that Chang'an is hot, it is convenient to bury my father tomorrow."

Looking at Tian Lan's distorted face, the old housekeeper wanted to speak several times, and finally shook his head and bowed down with a sigh: "Oh..."

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PS: At the beginning of the Han Dynasty, Guanzhong wealthy merchants, Tian's side branches were everywhere, and the descendants were led by Tian Lan and Tian Qiang brothers, and the grain merchants first took Anling Du as a giant, and then declined, and Du moved to Du County; Since then, Guanzhong Grain Shop has been produced by Tian's family··· The above information is quoted from the "Historical Records: The Biography of the Goods and Colonies" and the "Book of Han".

The remaining three are likely to be released in the middle of the night tonight, and please Haihan.