"Confused...... Jing'er is the main concubine of the second prince of Zhennan Hou's mansion, Aunt Shui is a concubine, if Aunt Shui collides with Jing'er, even if Jing'er kills Aunt Shui, although Jie'er is the daughter of a foreign marriage, she is still the concubine of Zhennan Hou. ”

The fourth uncle is preaching according to the law, but except for Luo Bingjing's heart-pleasing agreement, everyone else is looking at the fourth uncle with round eyes, he was invited by them to help him straighten, but now he is belittling them.

"Fourth brother, what do you mean, the old body invited you to give Aunt Shui to Fuzheng and Jie'er as the eldest concubine, how can the fourth brother speak indiscriminately, this is a family matter of the Hou Mansion in Zhennan, not a matter in the clan, the fourth brother is overstepping."

The old lady of Zhennan Hou was pale at the moment, and glanced at the fourth uncle, and her tone was full.

Zhennanhou also glanced at the fourth uncle with dislike, but he was not as straightforward as the old lady showed.

"Fourth uncle, the disciples of the clan should be going to enroll, there is a shortage of this silver pair, and this year, the Zhennan Hou Mansion is afraid that it will no longer be able to donate the clan's silver money as before."

Where the Hou of Zhennan spoke, the patriarch's face turned pale, if there was no support from the Hou Mansion of Zhennan in the clan, I was afraid that those children would not be able to enter the school, and they were filled with regret at the moment, and hurriedly spoke:

"The old lady Hou Ye, all of them are old husbands, the children of the clan are all good, the future will go far and higher, and they will not forget the great kindness of the old lady and the Hou Ye, you two don't have to worry about the old man's temperament and are not good at words, and I hope the two of you will not be strange."

The patriarch blushed, and his whole face was lost after his words, and his eyes flashed with excitement and self-blame.

The old lady of Zhennan Hou and the old lady of Zhennan Hou glanced at each other and did not speak, and the old lady of Zhennan Hou was already unwilling to send silver money to the poor and dilapidated clan every year.

If it weren't for the reputation, she would have let Changping cut off the relationship with the clan, but now this old guy has offended them, if they can cut off the silver money according to this matter, the clan will not blame Zhennan Hou Mansion, after all, this is the patriarch himself.

Zhennanhou also had the same thoughts, although he had a lot of money, he couldn't afford to give it to those broken households.

Aunt Shui and the others all glanced at the patriarch proudly.

A trace of tears flashed in the patriarch's eyes, and he felt ashamed in his heart, ashamed of those children of the clan who studied hard, ashamed of the clan's people who placed hopes on him, if he broke the income of the clan, what face would he have to be the patriarch of the Luo clan.

"Old lady, what do you two need to do to dissipate your anger."

The patriarch has never been so poor in his life, if the clan is not very poor, how can he be so low-voiced, I am afraid that there will be no second patriarch like him in this world.

Zhennanhou's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled loudly:

"The patriarch looked at what you said, Ben Hou has never been angry with the patriarch, but the harvest of the Zhennan Hou Mansion in previous years was not good, and the income from the shop on the Zhuangzi was very small, which can be used to maintain the expenses of the Zhennan Hou Mansion, plus Mu Shi and Li hollowed out the Zhennan Hou Mansion, alas...... The patriarch didn't know, Changping wanted to ask the clan for some shares several times, but thinking of the days passed by the people in the clan, he gritted his teeth and endured the past, and the patriarch Zhennanhou Mansion was no longer glamorous in the past. ”

Luo Changping said this, why didn't the patriarch look at Luo Changping and the others in understanding.

One by one, they were dressed gorgeously and richly, and one of the things they wore was enough for the children of the clan to go to school.

Luo Bingjing's eyes condensed slightly, and she walked to the center of the hall and said in a loud voice:

"Patriarch, Shu Jing'er was young and ignorant in the past, and I didn't know that there were still children in the clan who wanted to enter the hall, since the patriarch Jing'er was a member of the Luo clan, she had the responsibility to offer a copy for the Luo clan, the patriarch Jing'er didn't have much money, I don't know if 10,000 taels of silver is enough?"

Luo Bingjing was a junior gift, and she was so generous to donate 10,000 taels of silver to the clan.

At that moment, the patriarch looked at Luo Bingjing with bright eyes, and hurriedly said happily:

"Good, good, good, Jing'er is really a good person, the old man thanked Jing'er first."

The patriarch sincerely thanked Luo Bingjing, and this 10,000 taels of silver was enough for the clan's expenses for this year.

In the past, Zhennanhou Mansion only donated 3,000 taels of silver a year, but Luo Bingjing was generous this time, which fully replaced the money donated by Zhennanhou Mansion for three years.

The patriarch is also dead set on the Zhennan Hou Mansion, and it seems that the Zhennan Hou Mansion is trying to cut off the supply to the clan.

Since it is so forceful and undemanding, I can only hope that in the next three years, there will be an official person in the clan.

When the children enter the school, they will have the opportunity to gain fame, and he will not believe that there will be no one in the big clan.

The old lady of Zhennan Hou and the Hou of Zhennan were still holding it, but now even the threat to the patriarch was deprived of Luo Bingjing, a dead girl.

At that moment, Zhennanhou was qi and blood were surging, his back was straight, and his eyes were blazing, pointing at Luo Bingjing and saying:

"Rebel girl, you are born to restrain me, why don't you help Zhennanhou Mansion if you are so rich, all the money in the house is dug up by your mother and daughter."

The old lady of Zhennan Hou was also distressed, this dead girl made a big mistake, and when she opened her mouth, she threw out 10,000 taels of silver, which was white silver.

Luo Bingjing completely ignored the eyes of Zhennanhou and others who could eat people.

The patriarch stood up and looked at the sky outside the hall, and said:

"The old man has said goodbye first, and there are still many important things in the clan that cannot be delayed."

The patriarch said that he was about to leave, and at that moment Aunt Shui's mother and son knew that they were in a hurry.

If the patriarch leaves, wouldn't this Aunt Shui's righteousness be unjustified.

Although Zhennanhou can also support Aunt Shui is mother as the main room, if there is no genealogy, what is the difference between it and the side room.

At that moment, Aunt Shui got up and stepped forward to stop her:

"Patriarch, you stay for a long time."

Luo Ci was also anxious, and stepped forward to speak:

"The fourth uncle should not be angry, they are all people of the same clan, but they should not hurt the harmony."

The old lady of Zhennan Hou and the Hou of Zhennan were also embarrassed, and just now they threatened the patriarch, but now they have to pull down their sons and make amends with the patriarch.

"Fourth uncle, the nephew has not finished speaking, although the house is strapped for money, but the enrollment of the children of this clan cannot be delayed, the nephew will definitely say hello to Mr. Academy, so that the children of the clan can be taken care of, the three thousand taels of silver money can really not be taken out of the house, but there are still one thousand taels, the fourth uncle and stay, Shui'er still hopes that the fourth uncle will take care of it."

When Luo Bingjing heard this, she had to sigh that Luo Changping was not a ruthless person, but she was just cold-blooded and cold to her and her mother.

For Aunt Shui, she is willing to whisper and pray for help from others, who can say a word about this affection.

The old lady of Zhennan Hou couldn't pull her face, and looked at the patriarch who wanted to speak and stopped as embarrassed as if she had swallowed a fly.