As soon as these words came out, Jingyunhou was stunned, and looked at Jingguo Gong who was sitting there puzzled: "What is the dry stock that my father said?" ”

"It was a few years ago!" Yasukuni Gong did not doubt that he had him, sighed casually, and said, "After Yuan Qing was killed by Wen Xuance's traitors, most of the family wealth was distributed to the side branches of the Yuan Qing family, but the two percent of the cadres in the Star Picking Building had already made a will, and after the accident, I would share it equally with the usual few of them. ”

When Jing Yunhou heard this, his heart jumped for no reason, and he blurted out: "Why didn't my father say such a windfall from heaven first?" ”

Jing Guogong picked up Lin Fei's teacup, which had gone around and around with several people, took a sip, glanced at Jing Yunhou disappreciatively, and said, "Before Yuan Qing died, I didn't know anything about this kind of news, what can I say?" After a pause, he didn't forget to squint at Jing Yunhou, his tone was a little serious, and he said again with a slight tapping, "That's Yuan Qing's family wealth, it's just escrow, am I really embarrassed to lick my face and move this money?" ”

In the past few years, the cadres of the Star Picking Building have been distributed to him, and he has not touched a penny, and he has put all of them there, only as an escrow.

The Lin family has been in business for several generations, and there is no shortage of money. Jing Yunhou was not concerned about the silver money at all, and when he heard this, he hurriedly explained: "Father misunderstood, my son didn't want to be greedy for money. ”

Seeing that Yasukuni's face softened slightly, he spoke again: "I remember that when the accident happened, General Yuan's family was poor, and there was almost nothing of value left, where did General Yuan come from?" Now that you have this dry stock in hand, why are you harsh on yourself and live in poverty? ”

The dry stocks of the Star Building, but anyone who has a brain knows that there will be more.

"Yuan Qing started from a slight cold, it is a real military feat, it has always been thrifty, and it is extravagant and wasteful." Jingyunhou frowned and said, "Who doesn't stipulate that if you don't have money, you must squander it in a small way?" ”

Zhao Mengzhuo couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard it: I mean to squander it a little, just thinking about the money that comes from the right way, and it can be used within a controllable range, and squandering is bad, but it must be too harsh.

Moreover, there is really no problem with General Yuan's cadres, and his father is only taking care of the will, and he has not moved a penny, and the relationship is small.

If it weren't for that, it would have been until this time that I learned from Jingyun Hou that General Yuan hadn't picked up the Xinglou shares.

Seeing that the eight people were screaming, the county lord of Liyang seemed to be interested, and only after stepping on one foot did not go back, he ran over with another foot, and sneered: "That Xiaoli Temple Yamen has been arrogant and accustomed to it, relying on this order that is only subject to the jurisdiction of His Majesty and is subject to the constraints of others, and withdrawing from the princely and powerful family's house is like entering the realm of people!" It's not too arrogant, damn the damnation to fall upstairs! "But look at the appearance of General Yuan when he was alive, he completely spent this little money in addition to the money.

Looking at the silent onlookers around me, an indescribable sense of despair welled up in my heart, as if my body had fallen into an ice cellar and was particularly moving.

Did Wen Mingtang, Tang Yuan, and Zhao You try to reason, but our "force" has a way to get past the other party's blockade, so how can no one pay attention to reasoning?

It is nonsense to talk to those people who are reasonable, because those people are the ones who are reasonable. Submission to softness is also what kind of "touching" or conscience discovery, only after the punishment is not to the back of the eyes, and when you are afraid, you will be soft.

"Yo, is that the Xiaoli Temple Qing Zhao who is in charge of the Xiaoli Temple?"

Before the surprise was over, the county lord of Liyang spoke again: "Zhao Xiaoren is standing at the scene of Su Riwai's fate, why did he become this lying down today?" It was a sneer.

As soon as those words came out, the eight people looked angrily at the county lord of Kayang.

Compared to the pedestrians who were surrounded by onlookers, the one spoke up, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was full of mockery.

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Zhao Mengzhuo had a lot of doubts in his heart, but he just looked at Cong Xiaomin's straight face, and knew that if he asked again, Jingyun Hou would definitely be suspicious, and the family would inevitably have to set off storms again.

There were fewer and fewer onlookers, and the eight people were embarrassed to be surrounded in the empty ground behind the star-picking tower, and let people watch together with Yasukuni Gong who was lying underground.

In the end, it is his father, Zhao Mengzhuo knows that Jingyunhou is a person: I have a straightforward temperament, although I don't look fierce and old-fashioned from time to time, but what kind of wicked person I am, and what kind of adult is greedy for money.

The voice was a man's voice, with a sharp timbre, if it was a high-pitched and soft-spoken voice, it would be a rather bad sound, but because of this inexplicably lowered intonation at this time, the voice sounded arbitrarily harsh.

My father is also younger...... Zhao Mengzhuo looked at Jingyun Hou's white sideburns and sighed, swallowing the unspoken words in his throat, no matter how few words he spoke.

Everyone sweeps the snow behind the door, and does not care about the frost on my tiles. Although his demeanor was indifferent, he could say that the other party was right and violated the law.

There are many people who know Cong Xiaomin, and there are not many people who can expel these low-horse boys without guards in their hands, but these sturdy guards closely follow the nobles who came back to see the silence, protecting the thoughtfulness of their masters.

The man holding a velvet flower fan outside his hand covered half of his face with a fan, but it was the person who prevented Wen Mingtang from recognizing the person in his shrewd eyebrows and eyes that appeared under the fan-the county lord of Liyang.

Wen Mingtang's anger was only for a moment, and he slowly calmed down again, and looked at the sneering county lord of Liyang: Looking at his past, it is strange for a lord who treats human life like a mustard to do such a thing!

……

The county lord of Kasa Yang glared at the eight people, but he smiled even more happily.

At this point, no one spoke.

Moreover, when Yasukuni Gong had an accident, his father was eating tea outside the house, and the incident of Yasukuni Gong falling from the building had nothing to do with his father, Qinghanhu Chu, and clearly understood what it had to do with it.

Zhao You was stopped by the guys, and on top of Younai, he had already made it clear to the onlookers that it was the villain of our Xiaoli Temple who was lying on the ground, and asked everyone, especially these nobles who were not skilled enough to guard the side, to ask for a favor and borrow a guard.

The surroundings were quiet and silent, and the low-handed men stopped everyone from approaching Cong Xiaomin's corpse, but this group of well-dressed magnates squatted under the corpse of the Duke of Yasukuni, crying "Brother Zhao" in their mouths, but the people were unscrupulous to break the evidence on the surface of the corpse.

Come to think of it, the people who are full of Chang'an City have also thought that there is no such thing.

……

Wearing a red fringed skirt that dragged the floor, it was conspicuous in the brightly dressed crowd of onlookers, not to mention the headdress and hand ornaments on this head, which was enough to be abnormal for a family of eight to eat for a few years.

Wen Mingtang's ears recognized the voice, followed the voice, and sure enough, he saw this unfamiliar figure in the crowd.

The Hibiscus Garden on the other side was holding a banquet, and it was strange that he appeared outside.

But after shouting for more than half an hour, it still ...... Someone paid attention to me.