Several servants knelt down on the stone steps of the meeting hall. Ye Yongjia wanted to turn his back and not look at them, but considering the qualifications of these servants, he should give them some face. He restrained his anger and forced a smile: "You may have something to do today, but this is not an excuse. I heard Mr. Cheng yelling at you in the hall. Mr. Cheng is a little angry, but it is his duty."
The servants said yes as if they were doing it, but they thought it was not enough. Immediately, the sound of kowtows echoed incessantly from inside and outside the house. This messy and meaningless sound made Ye Yongjia even more annoyed. He had no choice but to dissuade him and said: "Okay, no need to kneel anymore. Get up and ask Mr. Cheng to come in so we can discuss things..."
After Cheng Congyuan sat down, he opened his mouth to discuss the matter of expelling the bandits: "This man among the bandits is cunning and evil. If he stays in the house for a long time, he will be a big trouble. Master, don't look down on him. He is pitiful. This guy is narrow-minded and selfish. He will definitely try his best to gain access to his master. Such a person will never be loyal to the Ye family!"
This past incident actually made Cheng Congyuan extremely indignant, leaving no room for refutation. Seeing this trend, all the slaves also agreed. Although Ye Yongjia listened to this opinion in detail, he still insisted on keeping Kou Zhong. His will was even more determined than that of Cheng Congyuan, and he also had no room for refutation.
After all, he was still the master, so Cheng Congyuan had no choice but to give up. Ye Yongjia didn't realize it was a big deal, so he didn't mention it again after discussing it. However, everyone noticed a hint of change. Although the master had no such conspiracy, the problems he was worried about were quickly solved, and there were some. Credit for this.
And his so-called depression was not discussed openly, but he asked Cheng Congyuan privately: "Does Mr. Cheng have any good ideas?"
Cheng Congyuan was still lingering in the discussion between Kou Zhong, and was stunned for a moment: "Oh, what can I do?" Ye Yongjia came close to his ear, "Teach them to hear bad things... that is..." He was extremely careful. Cheng Congyuan said "Oh" and then slapped his leg: "Show your authority!" Ye Yongjia looked around in panic, Cheng Congyuan slapped him hard: "Why are you panicking? You are the master, why are you doing such a thief? ! They dare to rebel!"
Ye Yongjia took a deep breath and turned blue.
"I can't be afraid of people listening! It doesn't matter even if I tell them blatantly! As long as I dare to do it, they will be afraid of me; the more timid I am, the more embarrassed they will be!" After hearing this, Ye Yongjia said hesitantly. : "Then I'll listen to Mr. Cheng. Do you have any ideas?" After saying that, he looked at Cheng Congyuan nervously. On the contrary, Cheng Congyuan was confident and laughed and said: "Let's plan slowly! I have to go to the ancestral hall first and bring with me the number of stewards." Ye Yongjia's heart slowly calmed down and he asked carefully: "I don't know what happened. What's the meaning?"
"The ancestral hall is the most important place in our family besides the house. When I go there, I just change the servants in charge there. I can definitely scare them!"
Ye Yongjia showed the appearance of a master, and after pondering seriously, he said: "Mr. Cheng, are you wondering who can take over the errands there?" Cheng Congyuan said without hesitation: "Wei Sande! Let me see the others... ...It’s not good at all, no one dares to refute this!”
Ye Yongjia didn't know him, so Cheng Congyuan explained the person's origin to him, and he agreed immediately. It turned out that Wei Sande was a servant who had been with Ye Long for more than ten years. Due to his old age, Mr. Ye took pity on him and made him live in peace and quiet. Such generous treatment made Wei Sande's lofty status self-evident. Now that I am out of the mountains, although I have been away from housework for a long time, it is still a matter of course.
"Mr. Cheng!" Wei Sande walked to the door and shouted loudly. Cheng Congyuan also had a smile on his face: "Brother Wei, how are you? Oh, I'm so busy, I don't have time to see you!" Wei Sande pointed at him: "Mr. Cheng, tell me what you have to say, he must have other thoughts! Cheng Congyuan smiled slyly and said, "Brother Wei, you don't give me any face at all! I have serious matters to discuss with you."
"Hey, Master asked me to take care of the ancestral hall, what are we discussing? Let's go now!" Wei Sande slapped the table and pulled up Cheng Congyuan who was sitting on the recliner, "After Master left, there was no way for me to do anything! "When Cheng Congyuan was about to comfort him, Wei Sande had already walked out of the house with anger.
"Thank you for your hard work!"
The giant pine trees outside the two doors protected the solemnity of the ancestral hall. Several horses lined up in front of the pine trees and dismounted together. They saw the leading servant respectfully greeting them under the dazzling golden plaque. Ye Yongjia still felt a slight cool breeze at first, and the horse's mane was slightly fluffy. When he arrived at the ancestral hall, although there was no roof to shelter him, he couldn't bear the slightest breeze.
"There is a circle of trees around the temple. There can't be wind here." Before Ye Yongjia could say anything, the servant replied tactfully.
"Are you in charge?" Ye Yongjia asked, standing in front of his uncle's portrait. When the servant saw the stern expression on Cheng Congyuan standing aside, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he had to answer. He rolled his eyes up and down and said, "Well... this servant is in charge of the ancestral hall..." He paused again, "I was personally appointed by the master."
The word 'assigned' was particularly strong, but Ye Yongjia didn't take it seriously. He just smiled lightly and said, "You will return to Qihe from today on. There will be someone else to replace you here."
All the servants were shocked, but Cheng Congyuan remained calm while Wei Sande stared at the servant angrily. The person in charge of the ancestral hall was frozen there, Ye Yongjia did not look at him, and silently faced Ye Zhen's portrait.
"Don't be like this..."
The servant's knees were shaking and he immediately knelt down: "Although I'm leaving, I can't do this..."
"You slaves are trying to deceive the Lord!"
Wei Sande jumped out and shouted angrily, "You guys have become more powerful when you see the master leaving! I will replace you as soon as I say, why are you nagging me!" He looked around with squinting eyes, and saw the stewards who had followed him from the mansion. They were all dumbfounded.
"But after all, I didn't do anything wrong..." He lowered his head and muttered in a low voice. Ye Yongjia trembled, but remained silent. From the corner of his eye, he saw Cheng walking slowly out of the abyss, calmly saying: "If you feel that you are not at fault, please hurry up and vacate your seat."
"Why?" The man stared at him in surprise and fear.
Cheng Congyuan strode up to him and said in a very stern tone: "It is a mistake to dare to disobey the master."
Ye Yongjia broke into a cold sweat. He also couldn't figure out why when he heard these words, he immediately felt chilled to the bone, even worse than the slave's fear, as if he was in the same place; his whole body was numb, and he saw the slave walking into the ancestral hall with a pale face. , came back again, and after presenting all the seal-like objects to Wei Sande, he felt much better. He went over and patted Wei Sande's shoulder: "Mr. Wei, everything about the ancestral hall has nothing to do with it." It’s all up to you!” Wei Sande hurriedly knelt down to thank him.
"What to do with that slave?" Cheng Congyuan asked.
"Let him... get lost. There is no need for a servant in the house who doesn't obey his master." Ye Yongjia said decisively. He stood up and walked outside the ancestral hall.
"Go home."
He never looked back.
The strategy to establish prestige can be said to have immediate results. For the first time, the servants realized that this new master was not a weak person. Judging from the incident at the ancestral hall, he had driven out an "old minister" for no reason, but no one resisted, which showed that the new master's power of life and death was beyond doubt. Even so, if you really want to instill the word obedience into their bones and blood, it is impossible to stop there.
"Should Mr. Cheng continue to plan for me?" Behind the curtain of the conference hall, Ye Yongjia sat opposite Cheng Congyuan on an armchair and took a sip of tea.
"Although they are afraid of their master, they are still too powerful. If they don't kill their majesty properly, they will inevitably become tyrannical!"
Ye Yongjia lowered his head and held up the tea, "Mr. Cheng, tell me what to do?" He drank it immediately.
"Suggest another office," Cheng stood up from Yuantiao, "Build another one next to Huoshuizhai, separate the two accounting rooms, and take care of the rest of the affairs. When the work is done, the vacant position... ...You have to carefully select people to fill the vacancies." Cheng Congyuan stood confidently, and Ye Yongjia no longer hesitated.
Everyone had long sensed that a storm was coming, but they didn't expect the wind to be so strong this time. Everyone was even more frightened by this strategy of cutting through the mess with a sharp knife, and they could only share the same hatred. But after all, he couldn't resist his master's strict order, so he bowed his head and sighed again, and had no choice but to continue.
At first, he was the supervisor of Cheng Congyuan. Mr. Kecheng's temper was not docile, and he had been offended for a long time. The hatred was deep in his bones, and the discord with the servants became more and more serious: at first, a few servants were dissatisfied, and they cursed in the crowd, saying that Cheng Congyuan was The "tyranny" even instigated a few people to stop working together. However, Mr. Cheng only sent two or three people to drag them to the meeting hall and beat them severely, and the storm abated slightly; in the end, even an old slave led Everyone used stumbling blocks overtly and covertly to turn the house upside down, and even Cheng Congyuan's pressure could not make him restrain himself.
This made them anxious, so the old servant shouted at the top of his voice outside Ye Yongjia's room, insisting on removing Cheng Congyuan, but there was no response from the people inside the room for a long time. The old slave's face turned red from holding it in, but he still spread his arms and shouted: "Cheng Congyuan thinks he is his master! The master also regards Cheng Congyuan as his master..."
Ye Yongjia didn't block his ears. He just pondered deeply in the room without commenting. After all, he had been almost crazy in order to establish his power these days, so it seemed natural to overdo it. So, regardless of the noise outside the house, he interrupted: "Withdraw. You can go back first."
The old servant was thinking about the drama of a series of loyal ministers' death remonstrances, when he suddenly heard his master's surrender, and was at a loss for a moment. After kowtowing to his master, he walked through a section of the corridor in confusion. It took him a while to wake up, and he sighed heavily. Stomping his feet, he laughed like a maniac.
