That day, after a banquet, the relatives and friends of the Sheng family returned home happily. Yuan Wenchun and his wife temporarily lived in Sheng Mansion, and on an auspicious day, they would return to Beijing with Sheng Hualan to get married.
Three days later, Wei Chen and Sheng Changbai met for a stroll in the city. When they were tired, they found a teahouse on the roadside and sat down, slowly sipping the tea in front of them.
In the teahouse, people from three religions and nine schools were mixed together, chatting in groups.
"Have you heard that the old man from the Bai family is going to break his tiles and wake up today?"
"Oh, speaking of which, that old man Bai is also a good man. When we were hit by a disaster, I even ate the rice porridge provided by his family!"
"Hmph, good man! What's the use of a good man? He's just a dead old man. Death is like a lamp going out. I'm afraid all his millions of wealth will be in vain to benefit others!"
"Didn't you say you have a grandson?"
"Huh, grandson? Not to mention that he is far away in Bianjing. Even if he comes all the way here, I'm afraid he won't be able to fight against the local gangsters of the Bai family's second and third bedrooms. In my opinion, it's better for him not to come!"
"Tsk tsk, that's right. What a pity, why isn't my surname Bai?"
"You? You're trying to knock on the door, but no one wants it!"
"Hahahaha~~~"
…
Not far away, Wei Chen was thoughtful as he listened to the discussions among the people in the teahouse.
After the grand banquet at the Sheng Mansion that day, Wei Chen never saw Gu Tingye again, nor did he hear of any fatalities in Yangzhou City. It seemed that Gu Tingye had been hidden deep enough in the past two days, and was not exposed to the Bai family. Discover.
Across the table, the strange look on Wei Chen's expression came into Sheng Changbai's eyes. Sheng Changbai couldn't help but be a little confused: "Xingyun, why, do you have an old relationship with the Bai family?"
"I've never met him before, I'm just curious."
Wei Chen shook his head and smiled, then asked: "Ze Cheng, if the Bai family's business can be so big, what official support can it rely on?"
Sheng Changbai pondered for a moment and said in a low voice: "The Bai family is already a wealthy family in Yangzhou, and Mr. Bai's family is worth millions. He is extremely wealthy and has some contacts with officials in Yangzhou. I once heard my father say that the government Lord Feng of the Yamen is very close to the Bai family."
"Master Feng, who is Master Feng?"
"The same magistrate of Yangzhou Prefecture, Feng Congli."
"I see."
Wei Chen was stunned when he heard this.
If Gu Tingye, after hearing the news of his grandfather's death, went through the legal process as soon as he arrived in Yangzhou and applied to the government for a property settlement, he might have fallen into the hands of Feng Tongzhi, which would be like falling into a trap!
Even though Feng Tongzhi was afraid of Gu Tingye's identity as the legitimate son of Marquis Gu Tingye and did not dare to do anything to Gu Tingye, it was not difficult to coax Gu Tingye to produce Mr. Bai's suicide note.
As long as this suicide note is destroyed, even if a lawsuit does start in the future, Gu Tingye will have no physical evidence.
Only when Mr. Bai goes to funeral and Yangzhou dignitaries gather together is the best time to take out Mr. Bai's suicide note.
At that time, in full public view, even if a high-ranking official in the government was bribed in advance, that person would not dare to risk the disapproval of the world and stand on the side of the second and third bedrooms of the Bai family who were in the wrong.
In this way, Gu Tingye can make the final decision and take back the Bai family property under the witness of everyone.
Thinking of this, Wei Chen couldn't help but secretly praise Gu Tingye's foresight.
Wei Chen took a sip of fragrant tea and said softly to Sheng Changbai: "Ze Cheng, although this old man Bai is a businessman, he has also donated porridge to the people in disaster years, and has survived countless people. He is quite a benevolent person in ancient times. Since today is the day he laid down his tiles and raised his soul, I also want to go and express my condolences."
Sheng Changbai was slightly startled when he heard this, and then he happily agreed: "My father happens to be in the Bai family now, so you and I can go together."
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At the same time, in the west of Yangzhou City, in the main hall of a large house with a large area, two old and middle-aged people of different ages but somewhat similar looks were sitting in the hall. It was Bai Zhuoyan and Bai Tingyu who were the bosses of the second house of the Bai family. Father and son.
The mature and prudent Bai Zhuoyan sighed and said, "I didn't expect that kid to be so good at hiding. He only showed up once at the Sheng family banquet and then disappeared from sight again. Things are not going to be easy to handle now!"
Bai Tingyu was younger and had a slightly more irritable temper. He shouted: "Father, why should you worry? That little kid might have froze to death outside the city. Besides, his surname is Gu and our surname is Bai. Dafang's property is We should have inherited it!"
Bai Zhuoyan shook his head: "It's not that simple. I know best who my eldest brother is. He always takes one step at a time and sees ten steps ahead. He will definitely have some arrangements before he dies. Maybe it will fall on this kid named Gu. I can't find him." I feel uneasy when I see someone!"
Bai Zhuoyan sighed for a long time, and finally felt that it would not help if he continued sighing like this. He stood up and said to his son, "Is Feng Tongzhi here?"
Bai Ting predicted: "We have arrived a long time ago. Han Futai and Sheng Tongpan, as well as a bunch of elders from the clan, are all in the mourning hall in the front hall, waiting for us to throw down the tiles and raise the spirits!"
Bai Zhuoyan nodded and said: "Go to the warehouse to get three thousand taels of silver notes and find an opportunity to meet Feng Tongzhi alone."
"Three thousand taels?" Bai Tingxuan felt a little distressed.
"Three thousand taels is nothing!" Bai Zhuoyan said, hating the ironclad indifference: "Do you want these three thousand taels, or the several million taels from the big house?"
Bai Ting was scolded in advance and was speechless. He was about to go to the backyard to get the banknotes when his father stopped him again: "Don't forget to tell the people below to guard the perimeter. If you see anything suspicious, come and report it quickly!"
"yes."
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Half an hour later.
In the solemnly decorated Bai family mourning hall, there was an endless stream of people coming to express their condolences.
Magistrate Han Tai, Tongzhi Feng Congli, Tongpan Sheng Hong, and three senior officials from Yangzhou Prefecture came to express their condolences. Everyone who saw it secretly marveled that the Bai family was quite prestigious.
Wei Chen and Sheng Changbai also arrived at the mourning hall early, stood beside Sheng Hong, and looked coldly at the father and son of the second wife of the Bai family in the mourning hall.
Bai Zhuoyan and Bai Tingyu, all dressed in plain clothes, stood solemnly in front of the coffin, their faces full of sorrow and they cried heartbrokenly.
While crying, Bai Zhuoyan quietly raised his head and looked around. He couldn't help but feel relieved when he didn't see the face he least wanted to see.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Bai Zhuoyan winked at his son next to him. Bai Ting understood the situation and said sadly: "Today's funeral has been completed, and my uncle's heroic spirit is still there. He wants to enter the blessed place, protect my family, and throw flags."
"Blow the flags to lead the way, throw down the tiles, and raise the spirit!"
Bai Ting wiped the crocodile tears in advance, picked up the earthenware basin, and was about to throw it down when he suddenly heard a woman outside shouting: "You people in the second room, how can you have the face to throw flags and tiles in our first room? We are the first room." Are all the houses dead?"
Hearing this, Bai Zhuoyan's heart skipped a beat, and Bai Tingxu was shocked. Everyone who came to express condolences was confused, while those who knew the inside story looked at him with amusement. For a moment, everyone in the mourning hall stood up and looked outside the hall.
