Chapter 140: The hammer made Lin Hang collude

Prince Zhongqin looked at Jia Cong and smiled.

"It's one thing to do good and bad things."

"On the other hand..."

He paused for a moment before continuing:

"I was drinking with Third Brother and the others at Dongnuang Pavilion that day."

"The third brother said something about the misfortune of the family, and the stick made a forest!"

"Uncle Six feels that Third Brother has been talking nonsense all his life, and this sentence makes the most sense!"

"Cong'er, what do you think?"

Jia Cong slapped his forehead suddenly.

I still don’t understand why, but someone from Jinling’s hometown has colluded with the Zhen family.

"Go and take a look first, then solve it!"

"I don't believe it, Zhen Yingjia can still pull out the sky!"

While he was talking, he had already arrived at the property of the Jia clan in Jinling.

Here are endless high-quality paddy fields, and in the distance are endless hills and slopes.

Spring plowing is about to begin, and the paddy fields are already filled with water.

However, at this time, the open space on the field ridge was full of huge crowds.

There are short shirts for those wearing bare feet, and wide-sleeved long shirts for those wearing them.

It’s so crowded that there’s no way to get through.

In the distance, I heard a person holding up a thick stack of paper and shouting: "Dear tenants and farmers!"

"Our master has said that this field will be planted by you this year, and the land rent will be reduced by 10%."

"Is that so good?"

The tenant farmers were silent and did not speak.

Jia Cong's mouth was filled with a sneer.

The Zhen family is one of the top tyrants in Jinling. It’s lucky that they don’t increase the rent, but why should they reduce it by 10%?

There must be something fishy in it!

Just listen to the man continue to say: "Masters of the Jia family, from now on, our Zhen family will continue to help you take care of this paddy field."

"Renting a house in the spring and autumn is a lot of money."

"Even the abandoned mountains and farms on the opposite mountain, our master will send people to reclaim and repair them."

"You absolutely don't need to worry too much!"

One of them said: "But this is where my Jia family's property and sacrificial field is originally. Isn't it good for your Zhen family to manage it?"

Another person said: "Brother Jiufangying, are you confused in reading?"

"This Tianshenjing main branch was sold to the Zhen family a long time ago, but it was only redeemed this year!"

"How can you tell the difference between the two farms and farms when they are mixed together?"

"We can't lose a penny anyway, so we might as well just let things go as usual!"

Jia Ying asked: "Uncle Xu Liu, are you serious?"

"When was it sold? Why didn't I hear any news about it?"

Jia Xu said: "If you don't know, just go back and ask your grandpa!"

"When the land was sold and the money was divided, he got the most!"

Jia Ying was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and remained silent.

I always feel like there's something wrong, but I just can't pinpoint it.

The manager of the Zhen family put down his arm and waved the thick stack of paper.

"Come, come, come, all tenants and villagers, take your fingerprints on this year's short deeds!"

"You might as well start spring plowing, so as not to miss the farming season!"

At this time.

Jia Cong had already got off the royal carriage with Prince Zhongqin and others.

Prince Zhongqin ordered the king to park far away where others could not see him.

"Wait!"

"I want to see this short contract!"

Jia Cong stopped him.

He absolutely did not believe that Zhen Yingjia would not be able to distinguish between his own fields and Jia's sacrificial fields.

The only possibility is that what Jia Xu said!

Not only that poisonous woman of the Wang family secretly sold the family property to sacrifice the land.

The Bangchui people who stayed in their hometown of Jinling followed suit and sold their family property to offer sacrifices to their fields!

The documents that Wang Ziteng took back were destroyed.

But the family property sacrificial field in that document is completely inconsistent with what is left now!

Of course this is another huge hole.

So now the Ninth Fang, headed by Jinling's hometown, has no choice but to let the Zhen family continue to manage the family's property.

I had no idea that it was a terrible disaster caused by giving the knife handle to someone else!

Jia Cong took the short deed from the steward of Zhen Mansion and looked at it, but there was no trap.

He took the short deed in his hand and asked loudly: "Is anyone in the ninth house of Jia's Jinling?"

"Does anyone know about this matter of buying and selling family property and offering sacrifices to the fields?"

Jia Ying stood up weakly: "I am Jia Ying from Jiufang, but I don't know these things..."

"I'm going to ask my dad and grandpa..."

"This young master, you are..."

Jia Cong looked at him dressed as a scholar.

Frown slightly.

As expected, he is a scholar who is useless!

Even if you have the intention, there is no way to change it.

"Jia Anjiale will take people to invite the Ninth House Master!"

"Xiao Fuzi, hurry up and go to the Jiangbei camp and bring your uncle Xiao Rong back!"

"Yes!" Jia Anjiale responded and left.

Jia Rong is the only eldest grandson of Jia Jing, the patriarch of the Jia clan, and is more useful than Jia Cong.

Of course.

More useful than Jia Rong are Prince Zhongqin Tu Lao and Prince Chengmin Tu Yao who are hiding in the crowd.

But Jia Cong has no idea of ​​letting them appear yet.

Jia Cong said again: "Wushe, be optimistic about this steward of the Zhen family and the people he brings."

"Yes! Master!" Twelve Laws appeared from nowhere.

They all stood behind the manager of the Zhen family.

Maybe he has been hanging out with the Qilin Guards for a long time.

They now feel a little more elusive.

Prince Zhongqin stood in the crowd, just waiting to see how Jia Cong would deal with it.

Be silent for now.

Tu Yao raised his head and asked: "Liu Bo, this family property is not the same land, why can't it be sold?"

Prince Zhongqin smiled: "If your fifth uncle sells the land in Zhuangzi owned by your father, your grandfather and uncle."

“We don’t even have money to pay homage to our ancestors during the spring and autumn festivals every year.”

"Our clan members are too poor to eat or go to school."

"Yaoer, guess."
To be continued...