After washing the marrow, Yunfei also tempered his spiritual roots. This night was destined to be a night full of pain.
At the same time, the third master and his wife in the third room were not sleeping either. They were discussing the matter of the young master of the family.
"Master, do you think my eldest brother will adopt Ike?"
The man snorted coldly, "Huh, he doesn't want to adopt the family unless he wants to step down from the position of head of the family.
Our son can be the most talented among this generation of the Miss family. Even if he doesn't want to, the elders will not let him go. "
Thinking of what happened today when she went to pay the gold coins to the accountant, the third lady felt a little unhappy.
"When I went to pay the gold coins to the accountant today, the old man was unwilling to give them to me. He said that no one could withdraw the gold coins at will without the owner's approval."
"I'll go talk to some clan elders tomorrow."
The third room was right about the main pulse weakening, and the second room didn't make any concessions either.
A similar conversation was also held in the yard of the second room, except that the adoptee changed from Ike to their fourth son, Neil Smith.
Although Neil is not as talented as Ai Ke, he is sweet-tongued and sociable, and has made good friends with the young master of the city lord's mansion.
And he is still a man, so the second master and his wife also have an inexplicable sense of confidence.
………
The next day, when Yun Fei opened his eyes, he had already broken through the first level of Qi training, almost to the second level.
Yesterday, I still used the spirit stone array to train a few robes. Now I have achieved breakthroughs. In the future, I can save a lot of spirit stones and improve the quality.
After all, the difference between the effect of one's own control and the effect of formation control is quite big.
Because of the explanation in advance, no one came to knock on the door during breakfast. Instead, after he came out, the maid came up and asked, "Master, do you want to have dinner now?"
"No, just leave lunch at Liuhuayuan later. Has anyone come here to see me?"
"Master, the second master and the third master came here. They looked a little angry and said they wanted to ask you why they were restricted from paying money from the accounting room.
The Great Elder is also here and wants to discuss with you the matters regarding this year's family competition.
The stewards of the village also came to see them, saying that the slaves in the village had not been given winter clothes this year. If they did not have winter clothes, many people would freeze to death. "
Yunfei frowned and wanted to ask who was in charge of Dongyi this year, but then remembered that this was not the housekeeper, but the maid responsible for delivering messages.
She had no choice but to ask the steward to come into the study to talk.
He really dislikes the original job. With so many chores, can he really practice with peace of mind?
It seems that the original person was able to reach level 5 because he had nothing to do when he was young, so he just had to practice hard.
After all, after he became the head of the family, his cultivation progress began to stagnate. In so many years, he only entered the fifth level of cultivation and reached perfection.
It may also be that he lacks talent and has been unable to find an opportunity to advance to level 6.
Now the spiritual master's training system in the body has been completely abolished by Yun Fei and started over.
Because the original mottled spiritual power would become an obstacle to his current pure spiritual roots.
Soon, the steward of the manor arrived. He was obviously the steward of a village, but he was dressed like a poor household.
The thin linen clothes were still patched, and the linen shoes on his feet were even fluffy.
Yunfei was a little puzzled, "Zhuangzi distributes two seasons of clothes every year, and also gives you monthly money. How come you live in such a miserable state?"
In the original memory, Zhuangzi's profit every year was not high, but stable.
But at least he didn't lose money, so when he approved funds for Zhuangzi, he never searched for clothes for two seasons every year, a total of four sets.
Although the fabrics are relatively cheap, they are replaced every year.
There is also monthly money, which is also based on other stewards. It is understandable that slaves are poor, but how can a small steward be so poor...
The down-and-out steward fell to his knees on the ground with a snap, his eyes becoming moist.
"Master, I don't want to disturb you, but I really can't hold on any longer!
The clothes you mentioned have not been distributed on time for three years. As for the monthly money, the income of the manor in the past two years has not been good. In order to collect the food handed over in the past two years, the slave has been heavily in debt. "
If someone from the older generation hadn't said that there might be heavy snow this winter, he wouldn't have asked to come to his door.
Just because he really couldn't spare any gold coins to buy winter clothes for everyone.
By then, a large number of slaves had died on Zhuangzi, and he would still be the one to be held accountable.
"If that's the case, why didn't you report the situation before? Why did you create the illusion that the output is stable every year?"
The steward humbly knelt down and cried, "It was the second master who said that all Zhuangzi has been handed over to him, and the master of the family is no longer in charge."
After all, it's just a farm that grows food, so it's normal for the people above not to pay attention to it.
They were just low-class people, so he didn't dare to go against the second master. After all, Zhuangzi was indeed responsible for all matters.
If reported, their family would not have to live anymore.
So he could only use his savings to purchase grain to fill the quantity.
But in the past two years, even his monthly payment had been withheld. He was really in trouble and had no choice but to report it.
After all, if he didn't report it, if something happened, his whole family would die.
If it was reported, it might just mean that he died and his family was betrayed.
Whichever of the two is lighter.
Yunfei looked at the steward kneeling on the ground and suddenly had an idea in his mind.
I wanted to bring some followers with me before, but here we are.
Responsible stewards are still in charge of growing food. Others don't pay much attention to the manor that grows food, but he does.
So he said: "The Miss family is not mine. I can protect you openly, but secretly I am afraid that the second master will not let you go.
After all, you exposed the fact that he was plundering Zhuangzi's interests. If I asked you to change your master, would you be willing? "
Although there is no need to ask others about their intentions when reselling slaves, Yunfei wants loyal people.
Properly giving people dignity can also win people's hearts.
But Noli kowtowed in fear to show his loyalty, "Master of the family, a slave is loyal to the master of the family. I am your slave in life and your servant of the undead in death."
"I'm sorry, my words are ambiguous. What I want to say is, are you willing to grow food in my manor? You will no longer belong to the Mies family, but become a personal slave of Joaquin Mies."
"I am willing!" Noli replied quickly.
He has completely offended the second master. Now that he can get on the family leader's ship, he must seize the opportunity.
"Okay, go back and wait for the move. Choose some slaves who you think have good character and abilities, and submit a list."
"I'll go back and take care of it immediately, slave."
"Well, I'll ask the housekeeper to find someone to take you back. You should hurry up and get it done tomorrow. As for the winter clothes, I'll send them over after we move to Xinzhuangzi."
Yunfei called a shadow guard next to him and asked him to take his original private treasury to buy a village, and then go through the procedures for reselling the slaves with the management.
He will not be short of gold coins that should be given to the family, so he will treat them as resold to his own person.
(End of chapter)
