Guangling City, rich in the east and rich in the west, can be said to be full of rich Jiawang people.

As the largest salt merchant in the south of the Yangtze River, the Xu family can be described as a wealthy family, surrounded by the Xu family, there are six major salt merchants, who are in charge of the world's salt affairs.

Even the imperial court had to give the salt merchant three points of thin noodles.

Qunfang Pavilion is a good place for merchants and officials in Guangling City to drink tea and taste tea, and there are more Qing people to accompany them.

At this time, in a delicate pavilion on the third floor of Qunfang Pavilion, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe gently plucked the strings on the piano table in front of him with his right hand.

With a "bang", the strings broke in response.

There was a deep strangulation mark on the white fingers.

"Mr. Wen, do you have something on your mind?"

A pair of delicate jade hands with weak and boneless bones, holding a cup of fragrant tea, handed it to the scribe, and his voice was clear.

The woman's name is Li Manqi, twenty-eight years old, wearing an emerald lotus-colored embroidered skirt, with a graceful posture, and a pair of autumn eyes with a touch of melancholy.

As a Qingqi person of Qunfang Pavilion, she loves the scribe in front of her alone.

"Manqi,"

The scribe took the fragrant tea handed over by the woman's hands, took a sip, and looked up at the main entrance of the Xu Mansion outside the attic, which was still closed.

Sitting back in front of the window, the scribe's right hand gently rubbed the beauty's soft hair, "The Xu family has such a big event, and the prefect of the Wang Mansion is also panicked, and the representatives of the six major salt merchants in the city are probably all gathered in the Qunfang Pavilion at this time." ”

Following the scribe's gaze, Li Manqi's apricot eyes fell in the direction of Xu's mansion, and his heart was also empty.

Qunfang Pavilion was originally a green building, and now it has become a teahouse for wealthy officials in the city to drink tea.

The twists and turns are only known to them, the Qingqi people in the building.

Three years ago, the Oiran of Qunfangyuan was carried into Xu's Mansion and became Xu's aunt.

The thirteen-year-old Xu family disciple bought the entire Qunfang Garden in one go and renamed it Qunfang Pavilion.

It didn't take long for the little young master of the Xu Mansion to be driven to Xujiazhuang outside the city.

And this Qunfang Pavilion, no one dares to be a green building anymore.

At the moment when Li Manqi lost his mind, there were several knocks at the door of the Accord.

"Master Wen, the six stewards of Qi, Lu, Bai, Zhang, Yuan, and Yang, please come over and talk about it."

"Got it."

The scribe let go of Li Manqi's softness and chuckled. "It's not in vain that I sat here all afternoon."

"Do you want the slave family to accompany you?"

With a touch of reluctance and tenderness in her eyes, Li Manqixing walked out of the Accord with the scribe and asked softly.

The scribe shook his head slightly.

Qunfang Pavilion, in the elegant room of Tianzihao, the stewards of the six families of Qi, Lu, Bai, Zhang, Yuan, and Yang in Guangling City sat around a round table, and there were only six teas on the table.

In the luxurious Accord, the furnishings are extravagant, but the six people only need six cups of tea.

After a while, the door creaked.

A middle-aged scribe in a light blue robe walked slowly into the Accord and gestured to the six people in the room.

"I've met Master Wen, Mr. Wen, please take a seat."

The people rose up and welcomed the scribe into the throne.

......

"Bang~"

Wang Wenhua kicked the government clerk to the ground, with an angry face, "Tell the point!" ”

The scribe finally panted and struggled to get up, his face flushed.

"Give him water."

Wang Wenhua saw that the other party had not yet taken a breath, and ordered the servant in the back hall to bring a cup of tea.

"Gollum~"

The scribe drank all the warm tea in the teacup, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Prefect. Mr. Wen is now in Qunfang Pavilion. The stewards of the six families of Qi, Lu, Bai, Zhang, Yuan, and Yang came. ”

"What about the Xu family?"

Wang Wenhua, who was in charge of the six salt merchants at this time, glared at the scribe angrily and asked.

"The Xu family? The Xu family still closed the house and locked the door. ”

"There is no news from the Xu family, what are you doing when you come back!"

For fear of being kicked again, the scribe hurriedly took a few steps back, not daring to look at Wang Wenhua's angry look, and said in a trembling voice.

"It was the master who asked the little one to come back and report that the steward of the six families was here, so let the prefect relax a little first. As long as these six families are appeased, there will be no big chaos in the salt affairs in Jiangnan. ”

"What kind of news is this! Go ahead and ask again! ”

Wang Wenhua flicked his sleeve robe and turned back to the back hall.

...…

Qunfang Pavilion, inside the Tianzi Accord.

Qi Junneng, who was dressed in a fancy suit, looked at Master Wen, who was speechless, and then glanced at the other five stewards who kept giving him a look.

After a moment of silence, he had to squeeze out a hint of an embarrassed smile and cough dryly.

"Mr. Wen, you have been coming to Guangling for a while, and you also know something about the situation of the Xu family. If there is no Xu family to speak, our six families will not dare..."

Qi Junneng didn't say it explicitly, although the six of them were the stewards of the six families in Guangling, what they did was to welcome them.

"Yes, now, although the head of the Xu family died of a sudden illness, the Xu family is a Jiangnan family after all. Maybe tomorrow there will be a new head of the family. What Mr. Wen said, it's not that we don't want to do it, it's that we don't dare. ”

Lu Wensheng, who was sitting on the left hand side of Master Wen, also looked strange.

The head of the Xu family in Jiangnan is newly mourned, and according to common sense, he wants to seize the Xu family's share of the salt affairs in Jiangnan, and he wants to get involved.

Behind the six families of Qi, Lu, Bai, Zhang, Yuan, and Yang, who did not have "friends" who were officials in the court.

But at this juncture, let them try to seize the salt of the Xu family and be the rafters of this early stage.

No one is stupid, and no one wants to do it.

Without waiting for the stewards of the other four families to refuse, Master Wen coughed lightly, put down the tea cup in his hand, and gently held it in his right hand, and tapped it on the round table.

"We know that you and the people behind you have difficulties. But don't forget the king of Nan'an, who sits in the south of the Yangtze River, even if you have the support of big people in the court, there is also a far water that can't quench your thirst. ”

There are five kings and ten princes of the Great Qianguo, and the largest vassal king with a different surname in the south of the Yangtze River is Li Muzhi, the king of Nan'an.

"This..."

For a while, the six people in the Accord were speechless.

They all thought that Mr. Wen was the master of the Wang Prefect's Mansion, and he was the representative of Wang Wenhua, the Guangling Prefect. Unexpectedly, Mr. Wen turned out to be the representative of the king of Nan'an.

He came from Shenjing with Wang Wenhua to Guangling, when did he hook up with Nan'an Palace?

Inside the Accord, there was silence. The six didn't dare to think about it, let alone think about it.

Only the seven cups of tea on the round table were bubbling with the fragrance of tea.

The six of them looked at each other, not knowing how to decide.

"I believe that the news that the Xu family has no owner is already known to all the big people in Jinling. Where should the six of you go, and who should you cooperate with, you will definitely not make the wrong choice. ”

Master Wen picked up the teacup in front of him, took another big sip, swept the six people with a smile on his face, and said lightly.

"I believe that serving the imperial court and sharing the worries of the king of Nan'an, the six families of Qi, Lu, Bai, Zhang, Yuan, and Yang will all make a wise choice."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the six people to stay, Master Wen got up and left the table.

"It's... How can this be good. ”

The six of them looked at each other, not knowing what to do, only to look at the back of the scribe who had disappeared outside the door.

"Let's go, this kind of big thing is not something that we stewards can decide. We are just here to mourn the head of the Xu family, and other matters still have to be discussed by the head of the family. ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

"It's just that the Xu family's closed door this afternoon is indeed a little abnormal." Bai Changkong frowned, looked sideways at the Xu family's ancestral house outside the window, fell into deep contemplation, and muttered to himself in a low voice.

"Weird, weird indeed. Close the door, close the door, there will always be a moment when the door opens. We'll leave some of the little guys here to guard for the first time. Now it is imperative to pass Mr. Wen's words back. ”

"Mr. Wen? Are you sure that's not what King Nan'an meant? ”

"The Xu family~hey~ I don't know whose family it is next." Lu Wensheng looked secretive, gently pushed away the wooden chair, and got up to leave.

After a short time, the rest of the housekeepers left Qunfang Pavilion with various emotions.

At night, the bright moon shines on Guangling.

In the courtyard of Xufu, hundreds of torches illuminate the courtyard in front of the mourning hall as bright as day.

The courtyard is usually wide, but at this time it is crowded with people.

Under the porch in front of the mourning hall, there are more than ten children of the Xu family, and in the middle of the courtyard are more than 200 domestic slaves.

Under the corridors around the courtyard, there were people from the Xu Mansion, quietly watching the situation in the courtyard, and everyone showed an unbelievable look of horror on their faces.

Under the corridor of the main hall, Xu Ji and Xu Xiang, the two most senior people, stood in front of the mourning hall, speaking righteously and spitting.

sprinkled hundreds of words, telling the crimes of more than a dozen paralyte disciples kneeling in front of him.

The torches illuminated the Xufu clan and the servants and slaves under the corridor clearly, and the subtle changes in the expressions on each person's face were also unobstructed.

Xu Fan reclined on the roof of the mourning hall, picked up the worn-out gourd with his right hand, took a sip of pear blossom white with a "grunt", and swept the eyes and faces of everyone in the courtyard with an indifferent expression.

"Xu You, Xu Yu, Xu Shu, Xu Jun... Wait for fifteen people to conspire with the thieves of the Yinyang Gate to seize the ancestral property of my Xu family, and exterminate the clan in accordance with the clan rules! ”

The word "exclusive" comes out!

It is like a boulder falling from a height of 100 zhang into a pool of water, splashing a wave.

Under the corridor, there were several Xu family members who looked unharmed and showed despair at this time.

Except for the clan, it means that everything is now will be lost, and even the status and treatment of the Xu family outside will be deprived.

And the more than ten children of the Xu family who knelt in front of Xu Ji and Xu Xiang, kept kowtowing and admitting their mistakes.

"Grandpa, I'm obsessed with money. Please spare me this time. ”

"Bang~Bang~Bang~"

The sound of kowtowing is endless!

"Grandpa, please, please spare your grandson this time. I'm your own grandchild! ”

"Grandpa, there is only Xu Fan's kid left in the Xu family, as long as..."

"Drag it out! Drag it out! ”

Without waiting for the Xu family's next disciple to speak, Xu Xiang immediately ordered the family to block the other party's mouth and drag him out directly.

"Don't cry! You're lucky to be alive, so don't think about it! Removal is not a great disaster for you. At least there is life to live. ”

Without waiting for everyone to cry and beg, Xu Ji shouted loudly.

Immediately, Xu Ji waved his hand and motioned for Jia Ding Hu to take more than a dozen children of the Xu family and their parents, wives and children, and children out of the house together.

After more than a dozen children of the Xu family were taken away from the courtyard, Xu Xiang began to read out the next item.

"Cane to death!"

The two oldest elders of the Xu family didn't say much, just two words.

At this time, no amount of words is better than action.

"Bang~Bang~Bang~...."

The housekeepers who were bound with their hands and feet tied all over the courtyard let out a whimper, and their eyes were full of pleading.

The people standing under the corridor around the courtyard heard the word "cane death", and their hearts trembled.

Before everyone could react, they heard the sound of wooden sticks hitting their bodies.

For a moment, everyone fell into shock, stunned, and afraid.

No one dared to think that Xu Fan had just returned home, and on the first night, Xu Mansion had killed hundreds of slaves and servants with a cane.

This kind of deterrence is not only for the people in the Xu Mansion who are delusional, but also for other forces in Guangling City.

On this day, Xu Fan returned home.

This night, Xu Fu opened the door three times.

One was to drive the children of the Xu family and their families out of the house.

Once, it was dozens of carriages stacked with corpses, and they came out of the afterglow, and they turned out to be the main gate of Xu's mansion.

Another time, Ding Hu of the Xu family went to Guangling Mansion to report the case from dozens of people tied up.

This move shocked the people who were waiting in the Qunfang Pavilion.

Overnight, all kinds of news flew all over the sky, and no one knew what the Xu family wanted to do.

If the Xu family is in chaos, it is bound to be chaotic in the entire Jiangnan.

One night of anxiety, one night of anxiety, the heads of various families in Guangling City, and the spies of various forces that quietly infiltrated Guangling City.

......

Guangling Mansion Office, lobby.

Wang Wenhua finally waited for the news from the Xu family, but his heart sank to the bottom.

Yinyangmen, a force in the rivers and lakes has been planning to seize the Xu family's property since three years ago.

Wang Wenhua's face sank like water, and his eyes were red as he stared at the confession on the table.

The scribe sitting on the chair next to him had the same expression on his face as usual, but his fingers under the brocade robe were white.

In the afternoon, he signaled the six salt merchants in Guangling to seek to seize the Xu family's salt business.

In less than two hours, the Xu family sent such a big gift.

Deter! Naked awe.

Use the lives of domestic slaves to deter the families in Guangling City.

In one breath, there were hundreds of corpses.

Killing people, killing their own slaves, even if the prefect ascends to the court to solve the case, it is useless.

In Daqian, if a house slave violates the law, the master can directly kill him.

The Xu family is gathered with human and physical evidence this time, and it is reasonable to kill these house slaves with a cane, but it is too cruel.

When the truckload of bloody corpses traveled from Xufu to the mass grave outside Guangling City, many children and women were scared and cried.

"These quacks are too hateful!"

Wang Wenhua slammed his fist on the table, shaking the tea cup on the side.

He had only been in Guangling for half a year, and he still wanted to figure it out slowly, but it turned out that these Jianghu sects had been laid out more than two years earlier than him.

"What about Mrs. Wang?"

After reading the confession, Wang Wenhua stared at the list of names on the confession, and his eyes were about to split.

Master Wen coughed lightly, "Lord Wang, although that woman is an accomplice, after all, she gave birth to a daughter for the Xu Mansion, and the Xu Mansion did not hand over this person, which is reasonable." ”

"What's the use of this mansion asking for a group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp?"

Since putting more than a dozen disciples of the Yinyang Sect in the government prison, Wang Wenhua began to be anxious.

Although it is the prefect of Guangling appointed by the Son of Heaven, he is still a little involved in the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

"About the Yin-Yang Gate, please teach me Mr."

Wang Wenhua stroked his trembling beard, calmed down, frowned and asked.

"It's really tricky after all. The Yin-Yang Sect is not one of those small sects on the rivers and lakes. When the Five Kings and Ten Princes established the Great Cadre with Taizu, the Yinyangmen gave a lot of help. After Taizu set the capital of Shenjing, there was no trace of the Yin and Yang Gate. ”

"This time it suddenly appeared in our Guangling, which is really unpredictable."

Wang Wenhua's fingers rubbed the confession of the disciple of the Yin Yang Sect, and his brows were furrowed. The Xu family in Jiangnan has been infiltrated so deeply by the Yin and Yang Gate, as for other wealthy families, what kind of scene it is, I dare not imagine.

In his contemplation, he heard Master Wen reminding him sitting below. "My lord, the matter of Yin-Yang Gate is a big matter and involves a wide range of things. It is still necessary to truthfully present to the Son of Heaven as the current priority. ”