Half an hour later, the house deed and land deed had been forged.
It's stamped with a seal, and you won't be able to find any problems with just a cursory scan.
Of course, if you go to the government to verify it, you will immediately find the problem.
A thick pile of land deeds have all been lost.
Feng Jia opened the land deed, looked at it, and nodded with satisfaction.
Feng Xiaojia urged: "Father, let's go quickly. If we wait for the master to come back, it will be too late."
Feng Jia nodded and said to Feng Xiaojia, "Okay, let's go now."
The father and son hurried to the Banished Immortal Bank.
The two craftsmen just now received Feng and his son in person.
According to Takumi, the two of them are VIP customers.
Feng Jia didn't quite understand why he was a VIP customer.
Later, Feng Xiaojia explained to him that the VIP customers roughly meant...customers who owed more money.
The two people were invited to the private room.
A beautiful maid came over and asked with a smile: "Two noble lords, do you want fairy wine or fairy tea?"
Feng Jia was a little confused.
When has he grown up like this?
Although he is the steward of the Feng Mansion, and although he follows Feng Quli and can control the situation to a certain extent, in the final analysis, Feng Jiazhong is still a slave.
He was actually called a noble man? This beautiful maid actually spoke so respectfully?
Feng Jia's first reaction was not happiness, but fear.
He felt unworthy.
But the craftsman next to him smiled slightly and comforted Feng Jia and said, "Don't think too much, sir. This is the rule here. You are our big customer and our honored guest."
Feng Jia said oh.
The maid next to her smiled slightly and asked softly again: "Two noble ladies, do you want to drink fairy wine or fairy tea?"
Feng Xiaojia thought for a while and said, "Drink the fairy wine."
Feng Jia said: "Drink the fairy tea."
The maid responded and quickly brought the wine and tea.
Feng Jia was nervous, so he took a sip of tea.
The fragrance of tea lingered, and Feng Jia closed his eyes with satisfaction.
The craftsman smiled and said to Feng Jia: "Dear guest, have you made up your mind?"
Feng Jia nodded: "Think about it, we want to mortgage the property and fields."
Takuto said: "Of course this is possible."
Then he pulled out a stack of contracts.
Feng Jia said: "Can it be faster?"
The craftsman looked like he understood: "I understand, I understand. All I have to do is show the place where the painting needs to be done."
As soon as Feng Jia heard the word "Hua Ya", he felt very uncomfortable.
The craftsman smiled and said, "The little man made it right. It should be... the place where the distinguished guest's signature is required."
Feng Jia said oh, feeling much more comfortable indeed.
The craftsman pointed out all those places.
Feng Jia didn't have time to read the contract and signed his name in a hurry.
Feng Xiaojia whispered: "Father, our names are signed on this contract, is everything okay?"
Feng Jia was stunned and looked at the craftsman.
The craftsman said: "I must sign my name. But...two distinguished guests, can you represent the Feng family?"
When Feng Jia heard this, he felt a little annoyed.
He said quietly: "We are just two slaves, how can we represent the Feng family?"
Craftsman: "..."
He said somewhat speechlessly: "Since you two cannot represent the Feng family, why are you wasting my time here?"
Feng Jia: "..."
After struggling for a long time, isn’t it possible?
Unexpectedly, the craftsman changed the topic and said, "If you two have any authorization, that's okay. For example... Mr. Feng authorized you to represent the Feng family."
Feng Jia thought for a while and suddenly said: "Yes, will this thing work?"
He took out the letter Feng Quli gave him.
The letter stated that Feng Jia should be given full authority to dispose of Feng's property and do things.
Because this letter came from the palace, Feng Quili did not dare to write it too clearly. He just said that Feng Jia would have full authority to handle it.
After reading the letter, the craftsman nodded and said, "That's all right. This full authority can of course be understood as selling off the Feng family property."
The craftsman called a photographer, took a photo of the letter, kept it for his archives, and then said to Feng Jia: "Dear guest, let's continue."
Feng Jia responded and started signing again.
After finally signing, the craftsman brought the seal pad and asked Feng Jia to put his fingerprint on each name.
Feng Jia was a little helpless. After struggling for a long time, why did it become a painting again?
He pressed his fingerprints patiently, and then said to the craftsman: "Is it okay now?"
The craftsman stretched out his hand, shook Feng Jia's hand, and said with a smile: "That's enough. Your distinguished guest can rest assured now. Come on, please bring the gift."
Immediately two beautiful maids came over.
They all held beautiful bags in their hands.
The craftsman opened the bag and said to Feng Jia: "Look, this is the best millet in Guanzhong. The grains are plump and golden."
"This is the spring water on our Lishan Mountain. The spring water is clear and very delicious."
"This is the small sesame oil from Shangjun Courtyard."
"this is……"
Feng Jia said in confusion: "Are these given to me?"
The craftsman smiled and said: "It's natural. Now you are our big customer. You will be given gifts every year and festival."
Feng Jia couldn't help but laugh: "This is such a big deal..."
He was a little embarrassed.
At this time, a servant of Feng's family came and said to Feng Jia: "Master has gone home."
When Feng Jia heard this, his legs suddenly trembled.
He forced himself to calm down and waved the servant away.
Then he said to the craftsman: "What's going on here..."
The craftsman smiled slightly and said to Feng Jia: "Dear guest, don't worry, everything here is kept confidential by me."
Feng Jia breathed a sigh of relief, hugged the craftsman's fist, and said, "Then, I'll see you tomorrow."
The craftsman said: "Okay, see you tomorrow."
After Feng Jia left the Banished Immortal Bank, he returned to his mansion without stopping.
Feng Queli was waiting for him inside.
When he saw Feng Jia arriving, he immediately asked: "How is the matter going? What did Wang Wu say?"
Feng Jia hesitated and lied hesitantly: "It seems...it doesn't seem to be anything bad."
Feng Quili breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that he didn't regret it."
Feng Jia lowered his head and said nothing. Feng Jia didn't know whether he regretted it or not, but something was not going well.
Feng Quili suddenly caught a glimpse of the cloth bag in Feng Xiaojia's hand.
He groaned and said a little strangely: "Is this something from Banished Immortal Bank?"
Feng Jia was startled and asked, sweating profusely: "Master, how did the master know?"
Feng Quili said: "Isn't it written on it?"
Feng Jia turned around and saw that there was a pattern printed on the bag.
The pattern is one and a half taels of money, with several big characters written below: Banished Immortal Bank.
There is also a line of small words below: Strive to build our Great Qin into a fairyland on earth as soon as possible.
Feng Jia was immediately dumbfounded: Banished Immortal Bank is so wicked. How can I explain these big words printed on the bag?
Feng Queli said quietly: "Have you ever been to the Banished Immortal Bank? What were you doing there?"
Feng Jia coughed dryly and said: "This... these are some small gifts given to us by Banished Immortal Bank. We don't know the specific time and reason."
"Master, please see, this is the best millet in Guanzhong. The grains are golden and plump. This is the spring water of Lishan Mountain, this..."
Feng Quili frowned and said doubtfully: "This Banished Immortal Bank is so good, why does it give us things?"
Feng Xiaojia hesitated for a while and said, "Is it... that Shangjun Villa is afraid of us, so he gave us some gifts?"
Feng Quili said: "This shouldn't be the case. Why is Shangjun Courtyard afraid of us?"
Feng Xiaojia added: "It must be because... the banished immortal is far away in the barbarian country. The six gods in Shangjun's courtyard have no master. They saw that we controlled Wang Wu, so they were afraid and wanted to calm down the trouble."
Feng Quili nodded: "There is some truth to this. Let's go with me to Wang Wu's house. I will beat him again so that he will not know what is good or bad."
Feng Jia: "..."
Feng Xiaojia coughed dryly: "Is...is this necessary?"
Feng Quli frowned: "Why is it not necessary?"
Feng Jia had no choice but to nod his head and said, "It's necessary, it's necessary."
After Feng Quli came back from the barbarian country, he entered the palace without stopping.
At this time, he had something to eat, and then took Feng Jia to Wang Wu's home.
A quarter of an hour later, Feng Quili stood at the door of Wang Wu's house, completely confused.
He looked at the tall gate tower and said hesitantly: "This... this seems to be..."
Feng Jia said: "I have inquired about it, this is the prime minister's old residence."
"In the past, the prime minister's family seemed to have some difficulties, so he sold this house. Now it has been bought by Wang Wu."
Feng Quli said blankly: "But...where did he get so much money? Isn't he just an ordinary pawn?"
Immediately afterwards, Feng Quli suddenly came back to his senses.
This Wang Wu is indeed an ordinary pawn, but didn’t he give him a lot of gold, silver and jewelry?
Could it be that this Wang Wu just changed hands and exchanged the jewelry for the house?
Although the jewelry had nothing to do with him after giving it to Wang Wu, Feng Quli still felt a little sour in his heart. He always felt that Wang Wu spent his own money.
Feng Quli said: "Let's go in and have a look."
However, when they reached the door, they were watched by a gatekeeper.
The gatekeeper said, "Who is he?"
Feng Quili said with some annoyance: "The imperial censor of the dynasty."
When the gatekeeper heard this, he quickly got out of the way.
He is not stupid, he knows that no matter how rich Wang Wu is, he is just a nouveau riche, and he cannot afford to offend the imperial censor at that time.
Feng Quili ignored the gatekeeper and walked in directly.
Wang Wu was talking to Fu Yao's people. He was shocked when he heard that Feng Quli had come in person.
Fu Yao's messenger smiled slightly and said to Wang Wu: "Don't worry, just be obedient to what he says. Don't agree or refute."
Wang Wu nodded.
Feng Jia followed Feng Queli and said cautiously: "Master, what are you going to tell him? Do you want to make it clear?"
Feng Quili said calmly: "That's not necessary. If I say it clearly, it would be meaningless and lose my identity."
"I just gave him a hint."
After Feng Jia heard this, a glimmer of hope secretly surged in his heart.
I hope... I hope Wang Wu doesn't understand.
Soon, the two parties met in Wang Wu's mansion.
Feng Quili looked at the pavilions in the courtyard and couldn't help but said: "Wang Wu, you have reached the sky in one step."
Wang Wu smiled dryly: "Yes, yes, my lord said so."
Feng Quili added, "Do you know who gave this to you?"
Fu Yao's kind smile emerged in Wang Wu's mind.
He nodded repeatedly: "The villain naturally knows, the villain knows clearly."
Feng Quili nodded with satisfaction: "It's good that you know. Some money comes easily and goes easily. If you don't pay attention, it will slip away from your hands. Do you know?"
Wang Wu nodded repeatedly: "The villain knows, the villain understands." At the same time, the appearance of the casino appeared in his mind, and he secretly warned himself: Never walk into a place like that in this life.
Feng Queli hummed and said, "Can you listen to what I say?"
Wang Wu's mind flashed to the scene of Feng Quli standing at the entrance of the casino, preventing him from entering.
He nodded repeatedly: "Listen, of course I will."
Feng Quili smiled: "You are indeed very sensible."
Wang Wu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, the villain is very sensible."
Feng Quli smiled with satisfaction, then turned and left.
After walking out of Wang Wu's house, Feng Quli looked at Feng Jia, smiled and said, "How is it?"
Feng Jia said: "It is admirable that the master does not get angry and is proud of himself."
Feng Quli smiled proudly.
He was thinking in his mind: "Now that Wang Wu has been dealt with, we should let him take effect as soon as possible. Today in the palace, His Majesty did not seem to believe my words."
"In that case, why don't you let Wang Wu prove it to me? Tomorrow happens to be the day of the court meeting. If Wang Wu is brought to the court and asked to say something face to face..."
Feng Quli couldn't help but feel a little excited when he thought of this...
…………
In Shangjun Courtyard, the researchers headed by Xiangli Zhu were studying a letter from Li Shui.
Those researchers said: "Miss Zhu, can we really do this?"
In the letter, Li Shui described the characteristics of the telegram in detail.
Can be transmitted over long distances and can be contacted in almost real time...
In the era when Li Shui lived, the telegraph had been eliminated, so what Li Shui could describe was only a rough idea. As for the principles, he knew very little.
But the craftsmen of Shangjun Courtyard did not doubt that Li Shui could not make it either.
They generally believe that this is a test for them to be banished to immortality.
The banished immortal deliberately made it unclear, deliberately making them confused so that they could develop their intelligence as quickly as possible.
After all, you will never learn to walk if you are always supported by others.
Banishing the Immortal is really well-intentioned.
Several craftsmen even shed tears when they thought of this.
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