It is already dusk on Ningrong Street, and the afterglow of the setting sun is falling down, covering Ningguo Mansion as if it were covered with a thin golden veil.
In the main hall of Ning Guo Mansion, Jia Sheli was standing in the flower hall, surrounded by servants from the East and West Mansion, walking in a hurry and with panic on their faces.
Or work in pairs, carrying heavy agarwood-red lacquered boxes.
Or holding a vase from the Xuande official kiln of the Ming dynasty and carefully stepping across the threshold.
Or three or five people work together to carry a glass screen made of rosewood.
Or holding in his arms more than a dozen rolled calligraphy and paintings tied with red strings.
The servants and maids were in a hurry and busy.
Jia She stood in the courtyard at this moment. Jia Rong and Jia Qiang led Wu Xindeng, the manager of the Xifu Bank, Shan Daliang, the warehouse manager, and other accountants.
Wu Xindeng and Shan Daliang each held an account book in their hands. As each servant and maid brought something and placed it in the atrium, they wrote down something in the account book.
Jia She's face was green and gloomy, and he said: "We must record everything. Whether it is cash in the warehouse, large or small antique calligraphy and paintings, or furniture and furnishings, there must be accounts to check. This is the family business in Dongfu. Who dares to mess with it?" Reach out, I will never tolerate him!"
Previously, Jia Mu thought that if she moved all the things from the East Mansion to the West Mansion and mixed them together, it would be inconvenient and would make people laugh in the future, so she specifically told Jia She to make a register and register them, and she would have to check them afterwards.
Sister Feng, Li Wan, and Yuanyang were sent to accompany Youshi. They said they were taking care of you, but in fact they were keeping an eye on Jia She.
This made Jia She very unhappy. Who was he guarding against?
As a first-class general of the imperial court, he would covet the gold and silver belongings of Brother Zhen of the East Prefecture?
The left and right are just a few calligraphy and paintings by Tang Yin of the former Ming Dynasty in Brother Zhen's study. He just brought them for appreciation, so what's the value? Brother Zhen and Brother Rong don't know anything about calligraphy, painting and curios, so putting them around in the house is just for show. .
When Jia She thought about this, he couldn't help but glance at a servant holding five or six scrolls. Suddenly his expression changed. He held a folding fan in his hand and scolded: "Slow down, you slave. It's wrinkled. Pay attention to your clothes." Skin!"
At this moment, Mrs. Xing handed over a cup of fragrant tea, frowned and said: "Master, if you want to transfer the land deeds of the farm house and village shop to the Xifu, you still need to find the government, Jingzhao side."
"Brother Rong, what's going on?" Jia She asked Jia Rong on the side.
Jia Rong looked troubled and said: "The Jingzhao Yamen said that there are so many farms and shops that it is difficult to deliver at the moment."
"I think it's Xu Lu who is deliberately causing trouble!" Jia She said coldly, and then looked towards Jia Lian in the distance, who was greeting his servants to gently lift a kang and a screen.
"come over!"
"Sir." Jia Lian was called, and a look of panic appeared on his handsome, powdered face. He stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "Sir, please call me."
Because Jia She did not allow Jia Lian to call him father, Jia Lian often addressed him as master.
Later generations also called Jia Zheng and Jia She as the eldest master and the second master.
Jia She held a folding fan in his hand and said: "Go to the second master and ask Fu Shi, the general judge of Jingzhao Yamen, to bring a few clerks over. First, transfer the land deeds to the farm, house, village, etc. to Xifu. This matter cannot be done again." Procrastination leads to long nights and many dreams.”
Jia Lian responded quickly, turned around and went to Xifu.
Because Father Zheng really couldn't bear to see this, he accompanied Jia Mu back to Xifu as soon as the ancestral hall was over.
Jia She looked at Jia Rong again and said: "Brother Rong, I will wrong you for a while. When that person moves into Ningguo Mansion, you first live in Lixiang Courtyard of Rong Mansion. That was the place where your Grandpa Rongguo lived in his later years." A place to raise."'
When Jia Rong heard this, he stepped forward and said with a wry smile: "I'm worried, I'm sorry."
"It should be." Jia She patted Jia Rong on the shoulder, then raised his eyes to look at Youshi, Sister Feng, Li Wan, and Yuanyang who were drinking tea in the flower hall.
His eyes fell on Yuanyang's pretty duck-oval face with a few freckles on both cheeks, and a thought came to Jia She's mind: as Yuanyang's yellow-haired girl grew longer, she became more and more beautiful.
Yuanyang has slim waist and slim shoulders, and is of medium height. She is currently wearing a emerald-colored narrow-sleeved pinch-tooth vest and a plain plum-colored skirt underneath. Her dark hair is combed into two thin braids and falls on her front. At the moment, she is talking to Sister Feng. Talk.
You sighed quietly, looked at Sister Feng aside, and said with a wry smile: "When the master's house is emptied, I can only go back to my parents' house."
Sister Feng took Youshi's hand and said, "When I go back to my parents' home, I'll clean up a yard in Dongfu first and leave it for you to live in."
Youshi shook his head slightly and said: "There is no such reason. Besides, the master is still suffering in prison, where can I go?"
She was originally from a small family, but now she has become an unknown person. Is she going to Xifu to make people gossip?
Sister Feng seemed to see the worries in Youshi's heart, her red and phoenix eyes were slightly angry, she took Youshi's jade hand and said: "You are such a careless person, Brother Zhen, are you letting Jia Heng be tricked?" Well, I didn’t stay in jail for long and then I came back.”
You's pale face, which I found pitiful, still looked worried, and she said faintly, "I hope so. At this time, I feel very confused and want to go back to my parents' house to stay for a few days."
"It's okay to stay here for a few days, but the house is in a mess now." Sister Feng saw Youshi's gloomy look and knew that she was unhappy, so she stopped trying to persuade her and said to Ping'er beside her in a clear voice: "Ping'er, wait a minute. I'll have my carriage brought here later, and I'll have Sister-in-law You sent back later."
Ping'er's pistil-pink face showed a soft smile, and she responded, "Grandma, I'll go there in person later."
At this time, the maid from You's Mansion ran over and said, "Grandma, Grandma Wu said that the things in Grandma's house need to be moved as well."
Youshi's beautiful eyebrows were covered with a gloomy look. She waved her hands and said, "Just put a few things there. They are not valuable things."
Sister Feng said in a clear voice: "Pack up some dowry, jewelry, clothes and shoes and bring them to your grandma."
Li Wan's elegant face without makeup showed a trace of meditation, and he said softly: "Uncle Heng hasn't moved here yet, so he is not in a hurry. Besides, Uncle Heng had previously said this in front of the angels in the palace. I said that I would resign, if the Holy One allows it..."
"Sister-in-law, do you believe what he said?" Sister Feng's sharp eyes flashed with sarcasm under her willow eyebrows, and said: "The eldest master just said it, the imperial edict was clearly announced at home and abroad, and it was sent to other places along with the report. The province, maybe even the people back home in Jinling Province know about it now, so where can he refuse to resign? I tell you, this guy just gets an advantage and behaves well, but he also kills people with heartache."
She didn't believe in resignation. Such a huge piece of furniture in the East Mansion, even if it was an empty Ningguo Mansion, it was the first decent house in the divine capital.
Just now, Jia Heng seemed to be ambitious, but she always looked like she was hiding a traitor in her heart.
Just as Sister Feng was thinking like this, Jia She also walked into the flower hall from the outer courtyard. Looking at the empty flower hall, there were only a few table furnishings. He said to Sister Feng: "Wait a while, put the paintings in the middle hall with people." Come to my room, this is what the old prince did with the help of the palace masters with the grace of the great ancestor."
Sister Feng bowed to Jia She from the side, and an inexplicable meaning flashed through her phoenix eyes under Liu Ye's slender eyebrows. She curled her lips and said with a smile: "That's good, Zhao'er, Wang'er, please be more careful later. Send it to the great master."
At this time, Yuanyang said: "Sir, this painting is a painting in the middle hall. The old lady specifically told me before she left that it will be delivered to the house later."
When Jia She heard this, he chuckled and said, "The old lady is old, how can she see this painting?"
Yuanyang is about to argue.
While everyone in the hall was talking, suddenly an old man cursed from the corridor in the courtyard, "You prodigal sons, you have lost the good Duke's mansion, and all the furniture that I have worked so hard to accumulate has been moved away. You are a bunch of losers, I want to go to the ancestral hall to cry."
"Who's yelling?" Jia She asked with anger rising on his thin face.
"It's Jiao Da. He's been cursing after eating too much wine." At this time, a servant from Dongfu came in from under the eaves and replied.
"What kind of slave do you think you are? How dare you behave like a slave after eating too much wine." Jia She shouted coldly.
Youshi was about to say something about Jiao Da, but Sister Feng tugged on her sleeve and signaled with her eyes not to pay attention.
Youshi's jade face was faint, and she sighed softly in her heart.
Her husband lost his title due to his crime, and soon she would not be able to live in this mansion anymore. At this time, the Ni Bodhisattva was crossing the river, and how could she care about others.
"Brother Rong, hurry up and tie up this slave and drive him away." Jia She was irritable, waving his hand and calling Jia Rong.
Immediately, Jia Rong led several servants to the courtyard, held down Jiao Da in the doorway, and tied him up with a rope.
Jiao Da, who was red from drinking, cursed: "A bunch of bastards and prodigal sons! Your ancestors' family fortune has been ruined! Brother Rong, don't behave like a master in front of Jiao Da. Don't say you are like this. That's right." Your father and grandfather don't dare to stand up to Jiao Da. Now you and Jiao Da are here to act as masters, let's go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife!"
Elder Jiao burst into tears and cried: "I'm going to the ancestral hall to cry for the great master. Now Chengwang has given birth to these beasts, stealing dogs and playing with chickens every day. The patriarch looks for thieves to snatch the wives of the side clan's children who have not passed the marriage, and loses his title." Yeah, what don’t I know?”
Jia Rong tied up Jiao Da and felt anxious when he heard Jiao Da yelling.
Here, Jia She also left the flower hall and said angrily: "Stop your mouth, don't let him yell blindly!"
Several boys quickly took the rags, stuffed them into Jiao Da's mouth, and pushed them out.
When Jiao Da was tied up and pushed out, Jia She's face became increasingly angry and he snorted: "Lawless bastard!"
He flicked his sleeves and was about to return to the flower hall.
Wu Xingdeng on the side held the account book and said with a smile: "Sir, all the gold, silver, jewelry, and jade jewelry have been summarized in the book."
Shan Daliang also stepped forward and said, "Sir, the furniture, antique calligraphy and paintings, and cloth and silk have all been registered in a register for inspection."
Jia She took the account book and looked through it.
Suddenly, Jia Lian from the Moon Gate in the distance also came quickly, walked to the eaves of the corridor, and said: "Sir, Master Fu Tong has come with his clerk, and he will check the farm and shop land deeds later, and cut them to the west. If you go, Fu Tongpan has said that if you are from the same clan in the government, there will be no need to pay taxes."
Jia She nodded to Jia Lian and said: "Hurry up and clear out the house overnight. Don't wait until tomorrow. Someone will come to the palace tomorrow without warning."
Jia Lian hesitated and said: "The old lady, she said before that she would leave 20 to 30% for the clan leader..."
"You bastard, what are you keeping? Nothing in this Duke's palace was saved by my Ningguo ancestors and Brother Zhen! Can't he, Jia Heng, do it? I want to see how he, the clan leader, can occupy it. How can we turn around the empty Duke's mansion!" Jia She's face turned livid as he scolded Jia Lian. Suddenly he saw the potted flowers and plants under the verandah and shouted: "Find someone to move these flowers and plants too!"
Jia Lian responded quickly and walked to the corridor. He saw a young man who was helping to carry the box of Chi wood. He looked familiar and said, "Yun'er, find two people to move these flowers and trees to our courtyard in Dongfu." .”
"And all the thrushes and magpie birds in the gallery took their cages to the West Mansion? They gave them to Baoyu, Huan'er, and Lan'er to play with!" Jia She suddenly saw several birdcages hanging on the corridor again and sneered. With a voice, he ordered.
At that time, Jia Qiang, who was next to Jia Rong, stepped forward and said softly: "Master, let me do it. These are precious varieties. The servants should be careful not to kill them."
At this time, Li Wan, who came out with Youshi and Sister Feng, frowned after listening to Jia She's words, and said to Jia Qiang: "Brother Qiang, Lan'er, don't let him play. He is young." You are still young, and you are at the age of going to school.”
Jia She: "..."
He snorted lightly but didn't say anything.
However, at this moment, several servants appeared from outside the Yimen with panic-stricken expressions and shouted: "Master, the angel in the palace is here again..."
