Step-room, she is soft and charming

Chapter 152

"Okay, let's move! But you also know that we don't have a living outside. If we can't live outside, won't we come to bother you in the end? So, look at the cost of moving, otherwise……"

"How about otherwise?"

"Otherwise, I will die in this Duke's mansion, and no one in the family will leave."

Mrs. Wei smiled instead of anger when she heard this.

At first, Shang Yukuan felt that the third uncle was pitiful, but now he saw that the third aunt's face was really disgusting.

So, he kept his mouth shut as before, refusing to say another word, and let his wife handle it.

Mrs. Wei touched the hairpin on her temples, then said calmly.

"In recent years, Sanfang has taken all kinds of money from the middle class of the Duke's Mansion, at least tens of thousands of taels of silver. If I hadn't kept the money bag tighter, I'm afraid you still have a reason to get out of it. When it comes to money, I think that they are all relatives of the whole family, so I don't care about it."

"But if the third aunt insists on talking to me like this, then let's settle the account carefully. When the father-in-law was still alive, the family was already divided. These years, you have been eating from the Duke's mansion, and you have been using the Duke's family." I will clearly remember how much it cost for the government."

"If you don't want to move out of this mansion by yourself in peace, then don't. Anyway, if the third uncle's matter is really involved, what future do you think your son or grandson or great-grandson will have?"

Mrs. Wei has never been a good person to get along with. Although her words are soft and weak, they can be bloody.

After hearing her words, the third old lady was like a duck that was strangled by the neck.

So, like a defeated hen, he walked away in despair.

The daughter-in-law Fan and Shang Siniang left without even saying a word.

After they left, Shang Yukuan said with a sigh.

"Before his death, my father told me to take good care of my two uncles, but now one has been driven to Zhuangzi, and the other has been sent to prison. Both of them are unknown. If something happens, how will I get there in the future? Go down and see your father."

Seeing his attitude, Mrs. Wei felt annoyed again.

He would be a good person, but the tribulations of the whole family were left to the people in charge of the back house.

In the past, it was Mrs. Gu, and it was Liu.

Now it is her!
But in front of Shang Yukuan, she was still as kind as before.

"Master, please be at ease. It is true that you should heal your injury first. It is only one month away from the Chinese New Year. Don't lie on the bed when the time comes. Isn't this ruining your luck for the coming year?"

After hearing this, Shang Yukuan felt much more at ease.

"Okay, listen to Madam, I'll take good care of my wounds."

Mrs. Wei still looked at Shang Yukuan smiling gently, but it was a pity that the smile was no longer in sight.

When the third old lady returned to Baotaoyuan with the news, everyone sighed.

Erlang only eats, drinks and has fun on weekdays, so he can't help him with anything.

Saburo was running around outside day and night, but he couldn't find any suitable person who could talk to him.

On the contrary, he suffered a lot of human feelings.

Sure enough, those who were willing to look up to him in the past were just because he relied on the Duke's Mansion.

Now that something like this has happened in Sanfang, they are really dodging one by one.

Therefore, after hearing Mrs. Wei's proposal, Saburo and his wife felt that they could move.

As for Shang Yurong, Fan's family, and Si Niang, they had no idea, so they naturally followed the trend.

That is, Shang Erlang expressed his reluctance.

I always feel that life in the Duke's mansion is better.

At the end of the quarrel, Saburo was not polite anymore, and said angrily.

"Okay, since you want to stay in the Duke's mansion and don't care about your grandfather's life, then you can stay here yourself, and don't come to us for a bite of food in the future, whether you are dead or alive! Grandma, move!"

Now Sanfang is the one who can make up his mind a little bit, so now that he speaks, the others dare not refute any more.

Fortunately, there is a ready-made house outside, so they really don't have nowhere to go.

But when we moved, Sanfang was really like scratching the land, not a single inch was spared.

The furniture they were used to, although it was worth a few dollars, but when Mrs. Wei heard that they were going to take it away, she just turned a blind eye.

Therefore, when Sanfang moved, it took several days to remove all the things.

When Mrs. Wei and Mother Jiao went to see it, both master and servant looked at it with disdain.

"What a character our old Duke is, how could he have such two relatives? It's really... It's really hard to say."

Sister Jiao felt that as a slave, she was not as disgusting as them.

Although Mrs. Wei also disliked it in her heart, she said with a long sigh of relief.

"It's better to move away, so we don't have to worry about cleaning up."

After hearing Mrs. Wei's words, Mother Jiao also nodded.

Today's Duke's Mansion has truly become their world.

All the people living in it are from her Mrs. Wei's blood, and there is not a single person left that is an eyesore.

She naturally wanted to make a good plan, so she spoke.

"The Dongyuan was burnt beyond recognition, and the Beiyuan also needs to be taken care of. There is no three to five million taels of silver. It seems that it can't be done well, but it's not good to just leave it in such a wasteland. Now the family is crowded in the Xiyuan. It’s very difficult to live in, but we should tidy it up so that everyone can move out, and it’s good to have our own courtyard.”

These years, their master and servant have been in charge of the middle class of the Duke's Mansion, so naturally they have done a lot of tricks on it.

There is not much money on the surface, but in fact, a lot of public property has been transferred to private property.

Millions of taels of silver cannot be brought out, but a few hundred thousand taels are still available.

However, if they really took all of them out to repair the yard, I'm afraid they would really have no money in their hands.

So Sister Jiao objected a little.

"Ma'am, you still have to keep some capital in your hand, otherwise it will all be posted to the Duke's Mansion. If something goes wrong in the future, wouldn't it be paving the way for others?"

Sister Jiao was only saying one word, but she never thought of it as a prophecy.

But how can they count on the future at this moment?

So Mrs. Wei waved her hand and said.

"It can't be delayed anymore, not to mention Shiro, even Qilang will start a family and start a business in a few years, it is a good thing to live in the Duke's mansion for a long time, and ah, this time the Fu Wang's mansion owes us a lot, So if I talk to my aunt about this matter, maybe I can get some real money back."

"He'er's legs may not be healed, so I'll just wait until the road is paved for him."

Mrs. Wei had thought about it before, and wanted to push Shang Shiro to the throne and be the next Duke of the State.

Now that Shang Zhihe's legs are not clear, his future will naturally be greatly reduced, so if he succeeds as a young prince, no one will dare to say anything.

(End of this chapter)