"What did you say?"

Still in the lobby of the deep house in the west of Yangzhou City, Jiang Chun, Huang Juntai and others asked with extremely ugly faces.

Wang Decheng's face was not good-looking, and he said to everyone: "It's not wrong, Jin Sanjin has already returned to Jinjin Garden." However, his daughter Jin Feng still stayed in the Yanzheng Yamen. According to reliable sources, Jin Sanjin made a will, and after he returned to heaven, half of the family wealth would go to Jia Huan, and the other half would go to his daughter.

Oh, and as long as Jia Huan Kenna Jinfeng is his concubine, his future wealth will be Jia Huan's. ”

"Bang!"

Huang Juntai slapped the solid wood table next to him, making a heavy muffled sound, and he screamed, "What does he want to do?" After a pause, he screamed again, "What the hell does he want to do?" ”

The two of them have completely different meanings.

The former one he refers to Jin Sanjin, and the latter one he is talking about Jia Huan.

Jiang Chun's old face was as ugly as eating maggots, and he spit out two words from his clenched teeth: "I'm in a hurry." ”

Huang Juntai snorted, pointed at Wang Decheng and said, "It's not you, a Jin merchant, you have to rush to kill the descendants of the Zhou family and the Jin family." If you wait until Jia Huan leaves before you do it, how can there be today's disaster? You just wait for Jin Sanjin to settle accounts with you. The fat man has a pig-like face, but he is shrewd in his heart, and he is ruthless, and he has no less blood on his hands than anyone else over the years, hum! ”

Wang Decheng was still dressed as a scholar, he smiled and said: "Huang Ye's words are interesting, Jin Sanjin has five sons, three concubines and two concubines, but three of them died under Huang Ye's hands, you can talk about it." Who the hell will he be looking for? ”

"You...... Are you looking for death? ”

Huang Juntai was furious when he heard this, and a pair of white and tender hands soaked in fresh milk every day. However, the handle of the Taishi chair made of yellow solid wood was scratched alive.

Although Wang Decheng is dressed as a scribe, he has the spirit of daring and adventurous Jin merchants. was not afraid of him, only smiled faintly and said: "If we have infighting now, Jin Sanjin and Jia Huan are afraid that they will die laughing if they laugh." Moreover, Wang really doesn't understand, what are you afraid of? He's just a family, what can we do? ”

Ma Riguan, the eldest brother of the Ma family, snorted and said, "I'm not afraid of him being arrogant, it's just ...... He is extremely proficient in the salt industry, and he is afraid that he will poke out the secrets inside. Or tell that bastard kid......"

"Confidential? What secrets? What are the secrets of the salt industry? Brother Ma wouldn't think that the imperial court really didn't know what was going on under us, right? ”

Wang Decheng has a bit of the demeanor of a lupine scarf, with a wave of his white sleeves, he said in his chest: "Although Brother Ma can rest assured, not to mention that the salt industry resells illegal salt is a louse on the bald head, the court knows the things, just say whether Jin Sanjin will say these things, I think, are all negative." Because. After he came out, he still had to work in the salt industry, how could he ......"

"Oh no, no. Master, the people in the salt field said that the salt dogs of the salt administration yamen have sealed up our salt farm. It is said that it is to inspect the illegal salt! ”

Before Wang Decheng finished speaking, the housekeeper who was in charge outside the second gate of Yijiang Mansion suddenly ran in outside the hall. Shouted urgently.

"Gah!"

Wang Decheng Zhizhu's image in his hand really can't be maintained, especially under the disdainful eyes of Huang Juntai and the Ma family brothers. "Zhuge Kongming"'s face was blue and red......

……

"The villain Jin An, the housekeeper of the Jin Mansion, has seen the lord. In order to express the lord's help, my lord specially instructed the villain to send it to the lord. My lord said that he should have come in person to thank the lord for his help, but tonight the lord wanted to guard against the counterattack of those old thieves, so he sent the little one here, and hoped that the lord would not blame. ”

A middle-aged man dressed in wealth, with a shrewd face, knelt on the ground, and said to Jia Huan with a smile on his face.

Jia Huan sat expressionlessly at the top of the main hall, glanced at Jin An after hearing the words, and then gave Suo Lanyu a look.

Suo Lanyu stepped forward to take the rosewood box in Jin An's hand and handed it to Jia Huan.

After Jia Huan opened the wooden box, the corners of his eyes moved slightly.

It is a silver ticket with a face value of 1,000 taels of Dalong Qianzhuang, and Jia Huan visually measured the thickness, and there are about 100 pieces, that is, 100,000 taels of silver.

Hehe.

After seeing the contents of the wooden box, except for Jia Huan who smiled faintly, everyone else frowned, including Suo Lanyu.

"What does this fat blonde mean? What about hiring thugs for money? ”

Han San stared at Jin Andao with an unkind face.

Don't look at Han San is now just Jia Huan's general, it sounds like he is first-class.

But Jia Huan has never regarded them as slaves, but has always respected them as brothers.

When they get along with Niu Ben, Wen Bo and others, they are the same.

Han San followed Jia Huan and the others, and fought with the prince and the prince, and the people who came and went on weekdays were all the children of the top powerful, how could there be no arrogance?

In particular, Han San and his gang are still from the Divine Kyoto.

The land of Yangzhou is rich and windy. The flow is also wind. Flow, in the final analysis, compared with the feet of the Son of Heaven, is it not the border of the countryside?

A hillbilly who was born as a salt seller and a rich man in the countryside dares to come to this set with our grandfathers?

Han Rang's brows were also furrowed, but the reasons for his anger were different from those of Han San.

He was angry that this "old Taishan" had no eyesight.

Brother Huan'er only thought of helping you because of his second brother's face.

What do you mean by sending a butler to send a box of silver tickets?

When we draw silver?

What a ......

"Less."

Just when Han Rang was about to use the identity of "quasi-uncle" to dismiss Jin An and take these pickled things away, Jia Huan spoke lightly.

"Huh?"

Everyone looked at Jia Huan in surprise, puzzled.

Jia Huan closed the wooden box, looked at Jin An with his mouth wide open, and said in an indifferent tone: "Go back and tell Jin Sanjin, and send another 400,000 taels." Originally, I just wanted to help him before leaving, but since he was willing to make a trade, I would make a deal with him. ”

"Brother Huan'er ......"

Not to mention the cold sweat on Jin An's forehead, even Han Rang couldn't sit still.

Although he and Jin Feng were nothing, they didn't say a word.

But actually. Since he has taken a fancy to her, the matter between the two has actually been decided.

As long as he's okay. There will be no more twists and turns.

So seeing Jia Huan oppressing him so much, he had to speak up. Otherwise, it will be difficult to explain in front of Jin Feng in the future......

Rao is Jia Huan was in a very bad mood at the moment, but when he saw Han Rang's appearance, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

But......

He waved his hand to stop Han Rang's plea, and said to Jin An: "Originally, I was not going to meddle in the fight between the Jin family and other salt merchants, because Ben Jue was about to leave Yangzhou Mansion.

But since Jin Sanjin is so knowledgeable, so much so, Ben Jue will help him again.

Benjue has three generals and six generals, all of whom are from the military and are decisive in killing.

Let's stay this time. Give him life.

The price is 500,000 taels of silver. ”

"Lord ...... Sir, this is too big, too small...... I'm afraid that the little one can't be the master, so I have to go back and ask my master......"

Jin An stumbled back with an ugly smile on his face.

Jia Huan glanced at him lightly, Jin An's unfinished words were glared back into his stomach by this look, and he only heard Jia Huan write lightly: "You don't have to call the shots in this matter, and you don't need your master to call the shots." Ben Jue is in charge, you can go. ”

……

"Brother Huan, you are ......"

After Jin An rolled and kowtowed and left, Han Rang asked a little puzzled.

Jia Huan looked at Han Rang. chuckled: "Second brother, do you really like Jin Feng so much?" ”

Han Rang's face turned red when he heard this, and he glared at Han San, who was snickering on the side. Then he said: "Not really, I just think it'...... Not quite right, right? Uncle Cheng, Uncle Zhao and Uncle Sui, are they willing to stay? ”

Jia Huan laughed and said, "Nothing inappropriate. Last night's battle, Uncle Sui and they didn't participate in it. I was already very upset.

Find them a job to do, they can't wait for it. Otherwise, I will go to Yangzhou empty, just to watch the excitement, and I will have no face after I go back.

As for the five hundred thousand taels of silver......

Draw out 100,000 taels and let Brother Suo take it to Yangzhou Haifang to order a lucky ship.

The remaining 400,000 taels, 100,000 taels for each of our four brothers, should be regarded as the harvest of this trip to Yangzhou.

In the future, the days of practicing martial arts will be long, and the cost will be a lot.

What's more, the brothers are also about to get married, and they don't have much silver in their hands. ”

The three brothers of the Han family, although only eighteen. Nine years old, but because of martial arts, he looks about the same as a twenty-four or five-year-old person.

For a warrior, it is not a strange thing not to get married at this age.

However, it's time to start preparing.

Hearing Jia Huan say this, the faces of the three junior brothers turned a little red.

There are also some yearnings......

……

The Lin family in Suzhou has arrived.

One old, one middle school and one young, three generations of a family.

The old one is dazed, but the middle-aged is shrewd enough, and he opens his mouth and closes his mouth.

He is talking about the young one, who is also his only son.

Whether it is an heir or a two-bedroom family, the picture is nothing more than the family business of Lin Ruhai's vein.

The middle-aged man also patted his chest and promised that his son would definitely take good care of Lin Daiyu and give a big dowry in the future......

Jia Huan was in no mood to pay attention to them, and simply explained to them that he didn't need them to pass on his stepson to inherit the heir, let alone his son to have two houses.

It's just a matter of finding a Lin family to take on the name of a patriarch and keep the ancestral shrine and sacrificial fields in Suzhou's hometown.

For this reply, both the old and the young were very satisfied, and it could be seen that one of them did not want to lose his grandson, and the other did not want to be someone else's son.

Jia Huan's words are exactly what they want.

The middle-aged man was naturally disappointed, but he didn't dare to say anything.

The brand of the Chinese Mansion of God Kyoto is similar to that of a celestial person to him.

Where can he negotiate a price?

Moreover, although he can't get Lin Ruhai's family wealth, in his hometown of Suzhou, thousands of acres of sacrificial land are no longer a small number, worth tens of thousands of gold.

In order to compete for this trip to Yangzhou Mansion, in addition to the "public relations" cost in the clan, there is still a lot of money.

Jia Huan took the three members of the Lin family to look at Lin Ruhai, who was unconscious, and met Lin Daiyu in a hurry, and after saying a few words, he took a boat back to Suzhou that night.

Since there is no need to inherit an heir, and there is no need to have a concurrent, then they naturally have no obligation to be a filial son.

Of course, in their words, it is necessary to rush back overnight and make corresponding preparations there.

Jia Huan and Lin Daiyu didn't bother to pay too much attention to them, so they let them go.

The bell at the end of the seventeenth year of Longzheng rang slowly.

The winter snow is sunny in the evening, and the moon is clear.

Looking up at the moon, Jia Huan's heart was lonely.

Moon......

……

(To be continued.) )