Six: Kill monkeys and make an example of chickens

Every time Xu Fan pronounced a name, the hearts of Xu Ji and Xu Xiang would sink a little, and they would always think of the tragic death of the Yinyangmen thief in the Yimen and the Lingtang in their minds.

After reciting the names of more than ten children of the Xu family, all of them are collateral children, and there are even grandchildren of Xu Ji and Xu Xiang.

Xu Fan shook his head helplessly, crumpled the confession list in his hand into a paper ball, and drove it in his hand several times.

Xu Ji and Xu Xiang's eyes moved back and forth with the paper ball, and they were also inexplicably nervous in their hearts, for fear that Xu Fan would directly order to kill these clansmen like he did with the thieves and house slaves of the Yin Yang Gate.

In the main hall, it was unusually quiet, only the sound of Zi'er pouring tea back and forth.

After being silent for a long time, Xu Fan let out a long sigh and casually threw the paper ball in his hand onto the candle flame on the crane-shaped candlestick on the side.

"Puff~"

The fire flickered, and the paper ball burned completely, turning into ashes in the eyes of Xu Ji and Xu Xiang.

"After all, they are our Xu family, although they have done wrong things, they are still of the same origin."

Just when the two of them breathed a long sigh of relief, Xu Fan's next sentence completely shocked their hearts.

"Let's get rid of the clan."

Xu Ji and Xu Xiang were stunned, looking at the young man sitting opposite, less than a day after returning to the mansion, more than ten people were about to be exterminated.

"Two grandfathers, do you have any other ideas?"

Xu Fan picked up a pot of pear blossoms on the round table with his right hand, and untied the worn gourd on his waist with his left hand.

"Whoa, whoa..."

More than ten pots of pears in a row are white, and they fall into the worn-out gourd mouth in the left hand along the right hand.

"No, no, how could it be!"

Xu Ji and Xu Xiang hurriedly denied it.

"They have done something that humiliates the Xu family, and it is a great gift not to kill them. Now that Brother Fan has decided, we agree with it. I just don't know..."

Xu Ji said as he squeezed his eyes at Xu Xiang.

Xu Fan continued to pour wine into the dilapidated gourd, and out of the corner of his eye, he still caught a glimpse of the small movements of the two of them, and smiled knowingly.

"As for our Xu family's Qingxiang, we still have to check it first."

Xu Qingxiang is the largest salt number in Jiangnan Province, there are twenty-three branches in Jiangnan alone, and all other provinces have semicolons.

Qingxiang not only sells official salt, but even cloth and silk tea, and goods from all over the north and south.

"Check it out?"

The two of them, who were still squeezing each other's eyes, heard the check, and no longer pretended not to know.

The purpose of their coming this time was not only to let Xu Fan deal with these thieves who ate inside and outside the Xu Mansion. There is also the Qingxiang number in various places, which is the bulk of the Xu family's financial power.

"Brother Fan, there are twenty-three Qingxiang in the south of the Guangjiang River, and there are thirty-six semicolons in other parts of the country."

The two suppressed the throbbing in their hearts, their faces wrinkled a little deeper, and they looked at the young man in front of them with obvious excitement.

The Xu family has always been in charge, but now Xu Fan is the only one left in the Xu family. With a huge family business and a huge Qingxiang, how to support and manage it is a big problem.

"Well, it's set for the 15th of next month. The managers or shopkeepers of all the industries outside the Xu family asked them to go to the Jinling General Account, and this year's report was advanced. ”

"Report ahead?"

It's only August, and there are still four months to go before the end of the year.

"Yes, since you want to investigate, you have to check in front of these treasurers and stewards. Our Xu family must be convinced. ”

Xu Fan poured the last pot of pear blossoms, shook the worn-out gourd in his hand, nodded with satisfaction, and said casually.

"However, the twenty-three Qingxiang numbers in Jiangnan Province can be checked first. As for who to send to investigate, the two grandfathers have to draw up a list. ”

The Xu family is a Jiangnan wang family, and their ancestral home is Guangling. Most of the shopkeepers of the 23 Qingxiang in Jiangnan Province are the Xu family.

This thorough investigation, once it is found that it will be an alternation of rights within the Xu family.

Xu Ji and Xu Xiang glanced at each other, and began to calculate the list of dispatches for this investigation.

After sitting for a while, seeing that Xu Fan had nothing else to say, the two got up and retreated

Xu Fan sent the two grandfathers out of the main hall and smiled at the four cousins who had been waiting outside.

"Those house slaves will be killed in front of my father's spirit, and let everyone in the house see it."

Hearing this, the six of them trembled, and they didn't dare to look back at Xu Fan's expression.

"Young Master, why are you doing this?"

After Xu Ji and Xu Xiang left the Wave Court with their respective grandsons, Zi'er asked with a puzzled face.

"Zi'er, you still don't understand this?"

Xu Fan looked at the dilapidated gourd in his hand, very satisfied with this collection, and in one day, he got all the pear blossoms in Xu's mansion to the Wave Garden.

"True Solution" did not disappoint him, it was indeed a bottomless pit.

Hundreds of pots of pear blossoms are white, poured into palm-sized dilapidated gourds, but they still haven't reached the top.

Compared with gaining control of the Xu family's wealth, Xu Fan is more concerned about when the "True Solution Gourd" can be restored.

In the past ten days, he could only search for fine wine in Xujiazhuang, and the cracks on the dilapidated gourds had hardly changed.

Several shots in a row, new cracks appeared on the dilapidated gourd.

However, under the nourishment of hundreds of pots of pear blossoms, Xu Fan clearly saw that a crack on the dilapidated gourd had faded a lot.

It proves that the spirit of the "true solution gourd" is not dead, but still alive.

Seeing that her young master handed over the power of supervising and inspecting the Qingxiang to others, Zi'er looked worried.

But the young master looked happy.

Xu Fan saw the inexplicable look on Zi'er's pretty face.

"Zi'er, don't worry, it'll be fine. You have to believe in your young master. Don't forget, I'm a solo player, and even if I want to find someone, I can only go to them. Is there still a reason to go to outsiders? ”

"Disposing of so many people this time is a serious warning to those in the Xu family who want to reach out."

"And handing over the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect to the Guangling Mansion is also a warning to those who covet the Xu family's property. Our Xu family's industry is not so easy to win. ”

Zi'er understood this time that the young master had no way now, who could he use without those people from the Xu family.

The Xu family is now in the midst of internal and external troubles. What the young master can use is the clansman surnamed Xu.

At least, what can be used in front of you is the Xu family.

"It's good to understand. We can only take one step at a time. “

......

"What happened to the Xu family? Is there any news coming? ”

In the back hall of Guangling Mansion, the prefect Wang Wenhua had already pulled off several beards, and looked up in the direction of Xu Mansion from time to time.

Today, when he learned that the Xu family had returned to the city, he sent someone there.

As a result, I learned that the Xu Mansion was closed to the guests.

Wang Wenhua is valued by today's weapon, and he is also a hand-picked tanhua.

In order to master the taxation of Jiangnan, the Son of Heaven spared no effort to disagree with the public, and let Wang Wenhua, a Tanhua from a poor family, go south to Guangling and take charge of the land of Yifu.

The ancestral house of the Xu family, which is important to grasp the lifeblood of salt affairs, is in Guangling.

It's good now, not long after he took office, the current head of the Xu family died mysteriously.

The small servants under the verandah outside the hall are also like ants on a hot pot, running back and forth between the front and back halls.

"Bang!"

Another teacup smashed out, splashing a cloud of broken porcelain.

The little guys didn't dare to look up at the anxious prefect in the back hall, so they could only continue to urge the front office.

"It's coming, it's coming..."

A yamen scribe hurriedly ran past the instrument gate and shouted towards the back hall.

"Coming?"

Wang Wenhua waited anxiously, hurriedly climbed into his boots, ignored the appearance of the official, and walked towards the outside of the hall, his eyes were full of longing.

Up to now, the Xu family can't fall, at least when he hasn't straightened out the Jiangnan salt affairs.

Seeing that the person who came was just a yamen scribe, Wang Wenhua snorted coldly, and reached out to grab the tea cup to smash it.

I stretched it several times, but I caught it empty, and then I realized that I was not in front of the bookcase, so I had to exhale heavily and say sharply, "Say!" ”

"Return... Magistrate... My lord. ”

The yamen scribe was panting, out of breath.