"What a sin!" Li Zhufeng's howl shook Vali from the Marquis Wuling Mansion.
"Changfeng, tell dad honestly what trouble you caused, dad... dad doesn't blame you."
"These are ancestral property. They cannot be sold. They have to be recovered."
When Li Changkong saw this, he knew that the matter had come to this, and he was afraid that he would not be able to escape, so he could only say truthfully: "It's nothing, I just spent some money to buy a piece of land."
When Li Zhufeng heard this, he immediately calmed down.
Buying land is great! The most valuable thing these days, isn’t it land?
No matter how much you spend, as long as you are buying land, you will definitely not lose money.
"How much money did you spend and how much land did you buy?"
"More than fifty thousand taels of silver."
"Five... more than fifty thousand taels!" Li Zhufeng's voice suddenly became louder, shaking the rubble: "Where did the family get so much money?"
"I also borrowed 20,000 taels from a money shop."
Li Zhufeng looked a little ugly and could only comfort himself in his heart.
It’s just a matter of buying land. Even if you spend more money, so what?
Can land still depreciate in value these days? It's nothing more than buying less and suffering some losses.
Fifty thousand taels of silver sounds scary, but in fact the loss is not that big.
"How many acres did you buy?"
"More than three thousand acres!"
boom!
When Li Zhufeng heard this, he felt an unspeakable joy spreading from the bottom of his heart and spreading throughout his chest.
Even his body feels lighter.
More than three thousand acres of land! Fifty thousand taels of silver, this transaction is not a loss!
Not only was there no loss, but there was even a small profit.
Good guy, isn’t my son still a genius in business?
"Okay! Well done! Dad wrongly blamed you. Fifty thousand taels of silver can buy more than three thousand acres of land. It's your ability."
"Where is this land? I'll take dad to see it another day."
"Xishan..."
As soon as the word Xishan was spoken, the joy on Li Zhufeng's face disappeared and was replaced by panic.
He said with a trembling tone: "Son, are you right?"
"That's right, it's Xishan."
The panic on Li Zhufeng's face turned into despair.
It is true that there are more than 3,000 acres of land in Xishan, but it is a barren mountain. More than 3,000 acres are all barren land.
The ground is overgrown with weeds and thorns, making it impossible to grow food at all.
No matter how much land he has without food, it is still waste land!
All the belongings, plus the foreign debt of 20,000 taels, were only exchanged for 3,000 acres of waste land.
Li Zhufeng felt a severe pain in his chest, his face suddenly lost all color, and he was short of breath and fainted.
"father!"
"Master Hou!"
In the Marquis of Wuling's mansion, there was another flurry of excitement as Li Zhufeng fainted.
…
Li Zhufeng woke up again at noon the next day.
The doctor just left. He said he was out of breath and had hurt his heart and lungs. He prescribed a prescription and it would be fine after a while, but it was not a big problem.
Li Zhufeng looked at the ebony bed under his buttocks and felt a sense of joy in his heart for no apparent reason.
Fortunately, the bed is still there, otherwise sleeping would be a problem.
Looking at his son who was very similar to his late wife standing beside the bed, even if Li Zhufeng was extremely angry, he had nowhere to vent his anger at this moment.
He could only sigh and said: "Changfeng, when your mother left, she gave you many instructions and told me to take good care of you."
"Dad also knows that over the past few years, the Marquis Mansion has been in decline, and dad has been in the military all year round. He lacks discipline for you and has not spent much time with you. You have a grudge against dad in your heart."
"It's all dad's fault that you're like this now. You didn't have a mother when you were a child, and your health wasn't good. You had it several times when you were a child, and you almost died from brain disease."
"It's my father who has failed to discipline me well. I'm sorry for you."
"Dad doesn't blame you for doing such a thing. He just feels that he has wronged his ancestors."
As he spoke, tears rolled down the tough man's face.
"Don't worry about this fifty thousand taels of silver. Dad will figure it out."
"That old boy, uncle of the Capital City, is calling himself a son in vain. He even deceived a mentally ill person like you."
"For bullying me, I really think that my Wulinghou Mansion is completely in ruins!"
Seeing Li Zhufeng whose eyes were a little red, Li Changkong also felt a little sorry.
Although he did not do this, the cause and effect still rested on him and he had to take responsibility.
"Dad, those three thousand acres of wasteland can't all be wasteland."
"I'll go take a look tomorrow. Maybe I can reclaim some useful land."
When Li Zhufeng heard this, he smiled bitterly.
The three thousand acres of land in Xishan is a land that is hated by humans and ghosts.
When the Holy One granted this piece of land to the uncle of the Capital City, the old boy cried for his father and mother and made a fuss for more than half a year. In the end, the Holy One made compensation and he was able to live in peace.
If the land in Xishan can really be cultivated, why is the uncle in the capital like this? That is the sin of deceiving the emperor!
"It's great that my son has this kind of heart. It doesn't hurt to go and have a look, but don't hold out any hope."
"Tomorrow I will carry a knife for my father and go to the uncle's house in the capital to exchange the land deed for the silver. They are all nobles, so I forgive him for not doing anything too ugly. It's amazing to give him a few thousand taels of silver."
That being said, Li Changkong really doesn't know whether his father's method is effective for someone like Uncle Ducheng who regards money as his life.
However, he couldn't bear to hit Li Zhufeng any more, so he responded directly and tried his best to look well-behaved.
…
The next morning.
The father and son separated in front of the Wulinghou Mansion. Li Zhufeng held a knife, wore armor, and was full of evil spirits. He led Butler Yang straight to the capital of the Duke's Mansion.
Li Changkong took Zhen Jian to Xishan.
The land in Xishan is indeed not good, and this is recognized by the entire Qing Dynasty.
Mainly because the land is too barren and can only support some weeds and thorns.
If you want to farm the land, you may have to cultivate it again, even fertilize it, etc.
But what about reclaiming more than 3,000 acres of wasteland? How can their old Li family have so much spare money?
Soon, amidst Li Changkong's anxiety, Xishan arrived.
At first glance, it is indeed very barren, full of thorns and weeds.
"Master, I've seen everything. How about we go back first?"
Zhen Jian felt that with the body of the young master, he would definitely not enter this thorny place.
Unexpectedly, Li Changkong said: "You are already here, of course you have to go in and take a closer look!"
ah! Go in? Also take a closer look!
Zhen Jian felt a little magical.
However, Li Changkong ignored him and simply broke off a branch by the roadside, holding it through the thorns and weeds, and walked into the mountain.
As they walked and gradually entered the hinterland of Xishan Mountain, Li Changkong's expression changed slightly and he began to feel happy.
He squatted beside a seemingly ordinary weed and looked carefully.
After a while, he stood up, looked excited, and said: "It's done!"
"The foreign debt of twenty thousand taels has been settled."
When Zhen Jian heard this, he almost thought that his young master had gone insane.
Why is it that the foreign debt of 20,000 taels of silver is settled, just based on this weed?
What weed can be worth twenty thousand taels of silver? Is that still a weed? Not even gold leaves will do.
Rather than expecting this, I might as well expect the master to hold up a knife and force the uncle of the capital city to submit and return the fifty thousand taels of silver.
