In the first year of Jiaqing, the thirtieth day of the first month, in a room in Yang's mansion.

Yang Lin is trying on the dress of the day of the coming-of-age ceremony, wearing a vest on the outside and a long gown on the inside, his head is smooth as a mirror, his braid is around his neck, he is dressed like a wealthy businessman, everything is preparing for tomorrow's coming-of-age ceremony.

At this time, the people up and down of the Yang Mansion were all smiling, and they were really happy for their young master; The house is full of lanterns, as if it is a festival, festive and festive, and red lanterns are hung in front of the cloister door.

Behind this bustling and bustling, there is an undercurrent slowly surging. All the forces in the Yang clan are eyeing each other, and they are not as kind and amiable as they appear to be, and they are constantly making small moves behind their backs, and big moves are secretly carried out, and there is a situation where the mountains and rains are coming and the wind is full of buildings.

At this time, just when Yang Lin was enjoying the servant maid's service and tidying up his dress, a figure suddenly appeared, coming from outside the door, walking hurriedly, with a look of eagerness on his face, as soon as he stood still, he hurriedly said out of breath: "Little master, I have something important to report to you!" ”

Yang Lin not only saw himself through the image of the mirror, but also saw the person who came, who was Mr. Bookkeeper.

Yang Lin didn't make any extra moves, still turned his back to Mr. Bookkeeper, carried out his own things, did what he should do, and asked slowly: "Uncle Bookkeeper, is there anything that makes you so flustered?" There was not the slightest wave in his tone, he looked calm and composed, indifferently admiring himself in the mirror.

The bookkeeper did not answer, but looked at the servant maids serving in the house with a sad and eager look, and then looked at Yang Lin, who was silent and muttered, as if waiting for something.

Although he looked through the mirror, Mr. Bookkeeper's expression and demeanor, every subtle movement, did not escape Yang Lin's eyes in the slightest.

The emotions expressed by the bookkeeper are worried, anxious, and restless. Yang Lin knew that the bookkeeper must have something important to find him, and it was inconvenient to talk in front of everyone. Moreover, the matter is still very urgent and secretive, and the two of them need to talk alone.

Suddenly, Yang Lin understood his deep meaning in his chest, so he waved his hand and instructed the maidservant: "You all go down, I have something to discuss with Uncle Accounting, and then, when I need you, I will call you~~"

The servant girl walked slowly back, and after that, Yang Lin said again: "Yang Yao, you also go out, guard outside the door, don't let people approach!" No one is allowed to come in without my permission. ”

"Okay~~ Young master" Yang Lin replied, immediately bowed and retreated, took the door, and stood guard not far from the door.

The room was instantly quiet. At the same time, Yang Lin slowly turned around, looked at Mr. Bookkeeper, and asked with a serious expression, "Uncle Bookkeeper, what happened?" If you're in such a hurry, you can't let anyone else listen. ”

Hearing that the footsteps of those people had disappeared, through the window screen, and seeing Yang Yao far away, Mr. Bookkeeper said with confidence: "Young master, it's like this, there is a message from the thirteen guards, saying that the clansmen have begun to move frequently, and they are not honest~!" ”

Before Mr. Bookkeeper spoke, Yang Lin knew that if it wasn't something important, the guards wouldn't take the initiative to contact him.

Thinking of this, and hearing the next words of Mr. Bookkeeper, Yang Lin couldn't help but shake his body suddenly, and immediately asked with a serious expression: "What~?" News from the Thirteen Guardians about those guys? Let's talk about Uncle Accounting, what is the specific matter? Is something serious going on? ”

"Young Master, according to the news from the thirteen guards, the feedback from the personnel who were placed in those stores controlled by the clansmen, the henchmen of those clansmen began to be dishonest, and privately transferred money and goods from the shops. Although their actions are very small, and the money and goods transferred are not much, they are very small, but the signs have the potential to burn the prairie ~! ”

"Young Master, if you really do what you planned before, on the day of the coming-of-age ceremony, you will clean up those clansmen and go out from the family's business. Then, they will definitely try to obstruct and delay time, and then start a series of small actions to transfer all the silver and stock in the store, leaving you with an empty shell and nothing in the store. The bookkeeper was not without worry, and said quietly.

Yang Lin gently tidied up his neckline, touched his chin, his eyes flashed, and said lightly: "It's really the same as expected." However, it is not surprising that such a thing happened, and it is also in line with the greedy nature of that group of people. It seems that the actions of the thirteen uncles were really wise and prescient. With so many goods stored, it won't be an embarrassing situation that I have no goods to sell as soon as I take over the family business. ”

"But~ Master, that's a lot of money! Although there is the full support of the thirteen guardians, if the shop loses so many silver taels of goods at once, it will be greatly damaged, and it will be devastated for a long time. In a few years, our business will not develop significantly. The bookkeeper said worriedly.

"Uncle Bookkeeper, I don't mean to give up the goods and money in the store, I'm just talking about it with emotion."

"Wait and see, I'm not going to let that happen. Hehe, Uncle Bookkeeper, there will be a great show waiting for them tomorrow, and there will be no time to transfer the assets of the store. On that special day, they will never forget, unforgettable, and pay the price of blood! A sense of pride surged in Yang Lin's chest, and he slowly said the last sentence, the words were sonorous, the sentences were bloody, and they exuded a bit of insidious cunning.

Mr. Bookkeeper's body trembled, stunned, and shocked by the words of his young master. His lips murmured, and he didn't know what to say for a while, as if there was a short circuit in his brain. Mr. Bookkeeper didn't expect that the gentle and humble young master in the past would be so sharp and imposing at this time.

Yang Lin didn't say any more, silently, his eyes were shining, through the window, he looked into the distance, looking at the sky, and the white clouds were fluttering.

In the box of a restaurant, there were fourteen people inside, all of them were brightly dressed and red, and everyone was proud. Among them, there is one person Yang Lin must be very familiar with, that is Yang Jizhi, only he is standing there, and everyone else is sitting, talking to each other from time to time, and there are many discussions.

The person sitting next to Yang Jizhi was his father, Yang Chengzhi, the patriarch of the Yang family, sitting there majestically. Holding the identity of the patriarch, he glanced at everyone and observed everyone's expressions.

At this moment, the two of them are standing and sitting, located at the front of the box, the head of the crowd, and the upper seat. The others are also members of the Yang clan, with prominent identities in the clan, and they all control the business of the Yang Mansion. Before Yang Lin's coming-of-age ceremony, there was such a pattern and such a gathering, no wonder, it is not surprising.

Of course, the rank of everyone corresponds to the status within the clan, and at the same time, it should also deal with the merits and grades of their respective control over the business of the Yang Mansion. At this time, Yang Chengzhi waved his hands and said to everyone: "Brothers, that little thing is about to be bathed in a coming-of-age ceremony and officially take over the business of the Yang Mansion, I don't know what you think?" ”

"What do you think, he held his coming-of-age ceremony, let's live our days! Don't interfere with each other, don't interfere with each other," shouted a man with a full face of flesh pretending to be stunned.

"Seventh brother, having said that, that kid is also our clansman, our junior, as an elder, it's not good for us not to participate, right? Moreover, according to the original promise, the day of the coming-of-age ceremony is the day we hand over his Yang family's business~~"

As soon as these words came out, the box suddenly exploded, and there were discussions.

"Why hand it over? Lao Tzu has worked hard for so many years, and he wants to take away a sentence or a broken ceremony, but there is no door! ”

"That's it, I also paid so much for that shop, why should I hand it over? If you don't pay it, you just don't pay it, see what that hairy boy can do to me?! ”

Yang Chengzhi looked at the group of people who were shouting, some of them were vulgar and fierce, and some of them were tactful, but they were all noisy and shouting, and they would never hand over the fat in their hands! What's more, they have been in business for so many years, and they have tasted the sweetness, and they are no longer able to extricate themselves, and they are not willing to extricate themselves.

If it weren't for being the head of a clan, he should have maintained the demeanor of an elder, and Yang Chengzhi would have joined the heated noise a long time ago. However, although Yang Chengzhi's words are righteous and awe-inspiring, they are full of the meaning of allocation and instigation.

Yang Chengzhi controls the largest business store in Yang Mansion, Splendid Villa. That's a store that is making money every day, how can you say that you can give up if you give up? Is it just because of a hairy boy's coming-of-age ceremony, a promise made a few years ago, that Yang Chengzhi, the head of his family, will give up the chicken that lays golden eggs?