Chapter 822: dividend
Chapter 822 Bonus
"Oh, my good granddaughter, you are really going to goug out grandma's heart."
Looking at Ji Wanying who was crying with pear blossoms and rain, Yuwen comforted her heartbrokenly: "Your mother just passed away, so don't talk nonsense anymore. Even though you made some small mistakes, you are not guilty of death, not to mention that you are still an old ancestor. No matter what, she won't just watch you die."
As she spoke, she looked at Lin Jinshu meaningfully again.
Knowing that the granddaughter-in-law of the long house is always facing the one in the palace, she deliberately said clearly: "Besides, your mother has been cruelly given to death by the ancestors, and your mother will atone for even the biggest fault. How can you be dissatisfied, now, in order to prevent my granddaughter from entering the palace, you even instigated your majesty not to set up a sixth palace, how can there be such a domineering woman, I have never seen an emperor who favors only one palace."
The grandparents and grandchildren sang together, Lin Jinshu was upset watching, and simply said bluntly: "I can't help the Princess's thoughts, this is Your Majesty's family business, but I still want to advise, Princess, you can still sit here now That is the mercy of the emperor's grandmother and His Majesty, I hope you will cherish it."
As he said that, he warned everyone in a more serious tone: "Now that I have taken over the housework of the Ji family, I have always been a person who cannot tolerate sand in my eyes. If there is any involvement in the land enclosure, the occupied and hidden fields will be returned earlier. As for Qinghe Sanzhou, those who raised the trilogy in private will also be abolished earlier. Blame my six relatives for not recognizing them."
After the words fell, he walked away resolutely.
Ji Cen'an didn't bother to watch the Erfang family play any more, so he saluted everyone and followed the princess to leave the living room.
Ji Rongheng has long been displeased with his cousin. If it wasn't for the protection of her ancestors, she would have had her head cut off countless times. Now she is still here pretending to be pitiful and trying to make trouble.
Silently sneered a few words, he coughed and got up slowly, and left with an excuse: "I haven't had time to enter the palace to thank you after I came back from Qingyang City. Seeing that the big wedding is coming soon, my grandson has to go to the palace to personally greet His Majesty and the old man. Thanks to the ancestors."
After finishing speaking, he hurried away.
"Oh, these juniors are really more shameful than one another."
The old patriarch Ji Muzhou shook his head helplessly and sighed. When he looked back at Yuwen and Ji Wanying, he didn't know how to say it again.
In the blink of an eye, he scanned the dark crowd sitting upright in the hall, and persuaded him earnestly: "Jin Shu's words are a bit harsh, but it's true, for the honor and disgrace of our Ji family, All the relatives should really restrain themselves, the sky of this empire is no longer what it used to be."
The voice fell, and the heavy sound of crutches resounded in the hall: "It's all gone."
After all, the arms cannot hold back the thighs, and the Tang family was so powerful that it was wiped out by the new emperor in a few moments, not to mention that the Ji family had to rely on the old ancestors.
Seeing the family members leaving one by one, Ji Wanying felt even more confused, crying to death: "Grandfather, grandmother, brother, sister-in-law can't tolerate me, granddaughter has no face to live anymore,"
"They don't care about you, grandma does."
Yuwen's face was livid with anger: "Today, I will personally enter the palace to meet my ancestors, and I will definitely ask for an explanation for you, even if I ask, I will also ask for a seal for you."
Considering the current situation of the second wife, Ji Muzhuo also hoped that Wanying could enter the palace, so he acquiesced to his wife's proposal.
In the Rongde Palace, Chu Nanzhi is leading Sang Qi, Lin Jinhui, Lin Jinyun and the sisters of the Chu family to check the dowry lists sent by Da Nei.
Thinking of Sang Qi, who will return to the Tataraka tribe in the next year, Chu Nanzhi said to her with great reluctance: "Sang Qi, this time you helped me pacify Qinghe Sanzhou. Your Majesty and I will remember the merits, and when you get married, you must send a message to Jingling City, and I will personally prepare a dowry for you."
"It's all about the master's predictability. My brother and I just followed the trend."
Thinking of the purpose of this trip, Sang Qi sighed sincerely: "I only hope that our two countries will form an alliance forever, and there will be no war."
"Will do."
Chu Nanzhi smiled.
Although she knew that Xiaobailian was an ambitious guy, she would not start a war for no reason.
What's more, what the empire needs most right now is to recuperate and vigorously reform, rather than invade and eat other countries.
Several people were talking when they saw Tang Weiming walking in with his son-in-law Liu Shuyang.
Since he left Luyan Port, this kid has been running his toilet business everywhere, and he hasn't seen him for almost two years.
Seeing that the little son-in-law is becoming more calm and introverted now, Chu Nanzhi happily stepped forward, looked him up carefully, and couldn't help but tease: "Shu Yang, you are becoming more and more like a lord."
"Sister, don't make fun of me."
Liu Shuyang rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, then handed over the accounts in his hand to her, and introduced them one by one: "These are the accounts of every toilet business that Carpenter Wang and I have done in the past two years, and old doctor Qian And Chu Ting entrusted me to bring into Beijing the bonus accounts of the medical clinics, restaurants, and those built squares."
At this point, he added with a slightly sad face: "These industries have made a lot of money this year, but the horse farm that my eldest sister asked me to run is really not profitable."
Seeing him mentioning the racecourse, Chu Nanzhi couldn't help but chuckle: "It's not a business to make money at all. You should close the racecourse when you go back this time. There may be some opportunities for turning around by leaving only two polo fields."
After the words fell, he took the account book and handed it directly to Tang Weiming.
Liu Shuyang took another wooden box from the palace man, and continued:
"I invested all the money I earned from the toilet business last year in expanding production, so I didn't send any money over. This year, the entire Pingning Prefecture has made a pretty good profit. After the cost, there is still a profit of 90,000 taels of silver. I replaced it with silver." The tickets are all in the wooden box, as for the account books and bank notes escorted by Dr. Qian and Chu Ting, they are not convenient for them to enter the palace, so let me bring them in together, if the elder sister has any doubts, just summon them again."
Seeing a box full of silver bills, every move was clearly marked, Chu Nanzhi herself was dumbfounded, and what surprised her even more was that Liu Shuyang, who couldn't help himself, had died in just two years. Earned ninety thousand taels of silver.
She happily took out the 90,000 taels of banknotes arranged in the wooden box one by one, handed them back to him, and said with a calm smile:
"Shu Yang, these are all the money you earned with your own ability, so you can discuss with Azhu how to deal with it, but I have to make one thing clear, no matter what kind of business you want to do in the future, I am very relieved. It’s just that you have to abide by your duty, and you can’t think that you can do whatever you want because you are the son-in-law of the country’s father-in-law, I hope that every penny you earn will be clean.”
Liu Shuyang has been ravaged and persecuted by the power of those profiteers. Although he cannot be an official in the court now, he may have the support and protection of his elder sister who spares no effort. I don't want to make her feel cold, but I want to be like Mr. Zhao The respected volunteer businessman made a solemn promise: "Please rest assured, big sister, I will definitely not disappoint big sister's expectations."
(end of this chapter)