In the steward's courtyard to the west of the Yan Mansion, Qi Xiong was anxiously pacing back and forth, but if he looked closely, he would find that his hands were shaking involuntarily.

Even if it is sealed to the outside world, the cleaning in the main mansion of "Tiangong Kaiwu" is really going on. Hu Donglai and his family were wiped out, and the old people who had formed an alliance with them in the past and worked against the lord of the mansion could not help but be panicked, and Qi Xiong was of course one of them.

He thinks that his hard work is high, and his ancestors have been working hard since the beginning of Tiangong, and if Hu Donglai has the ambition to replace him, he should not fall into the same fate.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, Qi Xiong, who was already nervous, was startled, turned around and was about to scold, seeing the person who came, he couldn't help but shudder, put on a smiling face, and said, "The lord of the mansion is busy, how can he have time to come here?"

Yan Kaiting said with a smile: "Isn't this afraid that Qi will run away?"

Qi Xiong waved his hand again and again and said: "My lord, I was born and raised in Yujing, and together with my ancestors, I have been on errands in the mansion for hundreds of years, and I do my best in everything, how can I do such a thing?"

Yan Kaiting sneered, Qi Xiong's scalp tingled when he heard it, and his heart was worried.

"Do your best, for whom do your best?" Yan Kaiting didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and said: "Actually, it's not enough dedication, not enough effort, it's nothing, there are more people who are not worthy of virtue, and there are not one or two behind." It's just that wealth is easy to give up, and life is not good to pay back, you are greedy for the money of the craftsman's house, it is not a big deal, there is a life in your hand, so settle it today. ”

Qi Xiong was taken aback and said, "Mansion Master, human life is at stake, this can't be a joke casually! I have nothing to do with Li Liang!"

Yan Kaiting smiled, but his eyes were full of frost, "Who told you Li Liang, do you remember Steward Tang's family?"

Qi Xiong's complexion changed sharply, and in an instant, he seemed to see the white bones of the thirty-six mouths of the Tang family on the wasteland.

Yan Kaiting closed his eyes and threw a punch.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Steward Qi's mouth, and then he fell heavily to the ground, no longer breathing.

Yan Kaiting let out a long sigh, without looking back, stepped out of the door, raised his head, and looked at the bright moon that seemed to be bright and flawless but impliedly mottled.

Before today, he never thought that the day of settling grievances would come so soon, nor did he expect that he would be so uneasy when he made a move. It's just that maybe the relationship between China is too complicated, or maybe this day has been waiting too long, and there is no joy of revenge, but rather a loss of something.

Under the cold moonlight, Yan Kaiting stood alone for a long time, he only felt that something in his heart was gradually cracking, like a crack on the ice extending rapidly, and then with a soft bang, it completely split, smaller and smaller, until it was gone.

At the same time, something is gradually being built, like the firing of a fine piece of porcelain, from the very beginning of the yellow clay is gradually shaped by a pair of gentle and powerful hands, and then sent to the furnace to be carefully calcined.

I don't know when, Fu Mingxuan appeared behind him and looked at him wordlessly.

"It's all over...... Yan Kaiting muttered, "After so many years, a stone in my heart has finally landed." ”

Fu Mingxuan's expression was complicated, and he didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only say: "It's okay like this, you finally broke through the 'leaving' position." ”

Yan Kaiting still looked at the sky and said, "Master Xia once said that the world is afraid of cause and effect, but they can't afford the price, so whether it is shade or maintenance, there is a limit. The so-called stronger the higher the ceiling, but who can single-handedly deliver the avenue?"

Speaking of this, Yan Kaiting smiled.

"When a man is in the world, he should stand up to the sky and hold up a sky for the people around him, how can he hope to protect his relatives?

Yan Kaiting clenched his fists and looked at the bright moon in the sky with a more resolute gaze. Under the night, the upright figure of the young man is like a hanging pine in the mountains that is not afraid of wind and rain.

The next day, Yujing City was still prosperous, and it was necessary to seize the last excitement of the trade fair. Yanfu is as orderly as usual, but like under deep water, the undercurrent cannot calm down so quickly.

Early in the morning, when Yan Kaiting got up to freshen up, Dieyi walked in with a tray with paperwork on it, and walked in with puzzled eyes.

"Master, the front yard said that this letter of appointment can't be sent......"

Yan Kaiting picked up the hot tea in one hand and was about to hand it to his mouth, "Huh?"

After the changes in the past two days, Dieyi has become a little less courageous, thinking that he should not come to the front yard to fool the head of the family now, and he settled down before telling the legend in front of him, "This Meng steward doesn't seem to be on the personnel book......

Yan Kaiting was slightly stunned, then remembered something, and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, this oolong was still caused by himself.

After the Yan Mansion was cleaned up, especially the two chief steward-level figures were poured down in one go, it would inevitably involve a lot of personnel adjustments, and this was still the case that Yan Kaiting did not continue to move others.

With a stroke of his pen last night, he also signed a letter of appointment for Meng Erya, but he forgot for a moment that Meng Erya had already left the Yan Mansion in person.

Yan Kaiting touched his chin, reported an address, and said, "Let them send this place, well, just give it to his little lady." ”

Dieyi was a little strange, but she didn't ask much, carefully wrote down the address and withdrew.

And not long after, Meng Erya, who received not a word more, claiming to be a letter of appointment for her family Langjun, stared at the document for a while, and smiled helplessly.

Although she didn't know what was going on, she could imagine that there must be something wrong in the Yan Mansion, and some of the original plans of the Yan court had changed. For Meng Erya, being trapped in the backyard is not what she wants, and the position of the chief steward of the Yan Mansion is not easy to sit, but there are challenges to opportunities.

In the next few days, Yujing City was bustling and lively, and the four families were also busy with mundane affairs, Yan Kaiting and the other three sons and brothers began to mingle in some fireworks and willow alleys again, as if nothing had changed.

Although earth-shaking changes have taken place in the Yan Mansion, the remaining remnants of Hu Donglai and Qi Guan have been uprooted one by one, and the old craftsmen who originally relied on Hu Donglai in the Craftsman's Mansion have also been transferred one by one, but on the surface, the Yan Mansion is calm, and there is no way to see that there is such a big movement inside.

Over a period of time, Meng Erya has become more and more handy in handling the things in hand, and the people who were left behind by Qi Guan don't know why, but they didn't make it a little difficult for him, but Meng Erya became more and more energetic to do things, and even Dieyi on the side often said: "Ouch, I can't see that this little brother Meng is young, but he is still a capable person!"

Meng Erya just smiled silently, being a fake aunt, of course, it is better to be a big steward with a clear and righteous path. People like her really don't have much choice, they have to seize the opportunity, and their mother and brother have left Yujing, so she has nothing to worry about.

Fu Mingxuan's relocation was also proceeding in an orderly manner, and every time he watched a courtyard he was familiar with being slowly emptied, Yan Kaiting couldn't help but ask Fu Mingxuan again, "Do you really have to go?"

And Fu Mingxuan always asked rhetorically, "Do you want to go with me?"

A long silence followed. There are thousands of things in the Yan Mansion, and the freezing three feet is not a day's cold, even if Hu Donglai and Qi Xiong go, the pattern left by Xiang Junsheng is not something that can be broken for a while, and cleaning up the mess of the Craftsman's Mansion is the current urgency of Yan Kaiting, and he has no heart to think about anything else.

"Is it okay for Meng Erya to be the chief steward?" or Fu Mingxuan broke the silence first and asked an innocuous question. Yan Kaiting's wedding wine was gone, so he naturally wanted to ask for an understanding, and when he heard that the original aunt had changed back to being in charge, he couldn't help but laugh at him for a long time.

Yan Kaiting nodded and said, "Hmm..... It's good, I also explained to those subordinates in advance, and I don't think so many people will trouble her when she gets things done. ”

Fu Mingxuan nodded.

In Yanfu, in the snowy courtyard, Xia Pingsheng was preparing to rest, wearing a white plain shirt, his silver hair was scattered randomly, and he was flipping through an ancient book in his hand.

Suddenly, I only heard him say softly: "You have the courage to come here, it seems that the lesson I gave you last time was not enough." “

There was a gentle chuckle from outside the Snowy Courtyard, and a soft and charming voice came: "Xia Zhenren is really good at laughing, what kind of lesson, Xiang Yao doesn't remember it." ”

With a bang, the gate of the Snowy Courtyard was opened by a gust of wind, and Xia Pingsheng stood in the middle of the courtyard.

"I've always hated women who stretch out their hands too long, some time ago it was half of Yujing who was not clear with you, and now it's talking about Xiang Ying and your way, your plan is nothing more than to put your hand into Beiyongzhou. ”

Xia Pingsheng said lightly, without the slightest tone, he was stating an ordinary fact.

Xiang Yao chuckled lightly and said, "Sure enough, nothing can escape Xia Zhenren's eyes." ”

"Yan Mansion is just a non-monk craftsman's mansion, it's nothing, can't you let the old man be quiet?" Xia Pingsheng glanced at Xiang Yao, who was floating in the sky and was dressed in a feather coat.

"If the slave family must be this evil guest...... Xiang Yao rolled his eyes and said, "Could it be that Xia Zhenren wants to teach me a lesson again?"

Xia Pingsheng said coldly: "Then I'm afraid it's just a lesson for you." ”

The pressure in the air was steep, Xiang Yao's face turned slightly pale, and then returned to normal, still in a charming tone, as if he was discussing with Xia Pingsheng, and said: "To make it clear, Xia Zhenren is just an outsider for this heavenly creation, it is surnamed Yan, and the relationship is far away, although the head of the Yan family respects you as a teacher, it is just a ......."

"Just what?" Xia Pingsheng asked with interest, he wanted to hear what Xiang Yao could say.

"It's just that this kind of teacher is far from the monk sect officially entering the sect to apprentice. The head of the Yan family is always the Yan family, Master Xia, you are actually the head of Xia. ”

"Huh. Xia Pingsheng has always been very concerned about the source of the suspected method of breaking the contract in the "Flower Temple", and at this moment he thought that Xiang Yao could say something, but he didn't expect it to be such a remark, I don't know if he overestimated her as the number one master of the Flower Temple, or if she underestimated herself.

"Yes, go on. ”

"This kind of relationship without a contract is worse than a piece of paper. If you let us get what we want, the rest will be yours. Xiang Yao seemed to be sincere, but his eyes were slightly cunning.

After speaking, Xiang Yao thought that even if Xia Pingsheng didn't agree immediately, he would at least be moved, and he said a little, but unexpectedly, Xia Pingsheng's expression suddenly showed extreme disgust, and his eyes suddenly became as cold as ice.

"It seems that I overestimate the Flower God Temple, although you have been in Yujing for many years to arrange it is your own business, and you are not greedy enough to pull the Yanyue Sect, probably just to integrate the Yongzhou Craftsman Mansion for Duobao Pavilion, yes, the inheritance and industry of the Yan family have nothing to do with me, but since I am in charge of the day, your hands don't want to reach in, and since you have reached in, don't think about pulling it back." ”