Every time Xu Fan uttered a name, Xu Ji and Xu Xiang, their hearts would sink a little, and they would always think of the Yin Yang Clan thieves who died tragically in the Yimen and the mourning hall.

After reading the names of more than ten children of the Xu family, they were all descendants of the collateral lineage, including even the grandchildren of Xu Ji and Xu Xiang.

Xu Fan shook his head helplessly, crumpled the confession list in his hand into a ball of paper, and turned it around in his hand several times.

Xu Ji, Xu Xiang's eyes followed the paper ball back and forth, and they were also inexplicably nervous, fearing that Xu Fan would directly order the killing of these clan members like he did with the Yin Yang Clan thieves and domestic slaves.

The main hall was extremely quiet, with only the sound of Zi'er pouring tea back and forth.

After a long silence, Xu Fan sighed and threw the paper ball in his hand casually onto the candlelight on the crane-shaped candlestick aside.

"Pfft~"

When the fire suddenly lit up, the paper ball burned completely and turned into ashes in the eyes of Xu Ji and Xu Xiang.

"After all, they are our Xu family members. Although they have done wrong things, they are still from the same clan."

Just when the two of them breathed a long sigh of relief, Xu Fan's next words completely shocked them.

"Let's eliminate the clan."

Xu Ji and Xu Xiang were in a daze, looking at the young man sitting opposite. They had just returned to the mansion less than a day ago, and they had to exterminate more than ten people.

"Grandpas, do you have any other ideas?"

Xu Fan picked up a pot of pear blossom white on the round table with his right hand, and untied the old gourd from his waist with his left hand.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa..."

More than ten pots of white pear blossoms fell down the right hand into the mouth of the dilapidated gourd in the left hand.

"No, no, how could it be!"

Xu Ji and Xu Xiang quickly denied it.

"They did something that humiliated the Xu family. It is a great gift that they were not killed. Since Brother Fan has made the decision, we naturally agree. But I don't know..."

Xu Ji winked at Xu Xiang as he spoke.

Xu Fan continued to pour wine into the old gourd, but he still caught a glimpse of the two people's little actions from the corner of his eye, and smiled knowingly.

"As for the Qingxiang number of our Xu family, we still have to check it first."

Xu Qingxiang is the largest salt shop in Jiangnan Province. There are 23 branches in Jiangnan alone, and there are branches in other provinces.

Qingxiang Hao not only sells official salt, but also cloth, silk, tea, and goods from all over the north and south.

"Check it?"

The two people who were still winking at each other stopped pretending not to know when they heard it.

The purpose of their coming this time was not only to let Xu Fan deal with the thieves in the Xu family, but also to deal with the Qingxiang account in various places, which was the bulk of the Xu family's financial power.

"Brother Fan, there are 23 Qingxiang branches in Jiangnan alone, and there are 36 branches in other parts of the country."

The two of them suppressed the throbbing in their hearts, the wrinkles on their faces became a little deeper, and they looked at the young man in front of them with obvious excitement.

The Xu family has always been the direct descendant of the family, but now Xu Fan is the only direct descendant of the Xu family. How to support and manage such a huge family business and a complicated Qingxiang name is a big problem.

"Let's do it this way. It will be scheduled for the 15th of next month. All the managers or shopkeepers of the Xu family's overseas properties will be asked to go to the Jinling headquarters. This year's report will be brought forward."

"Report in advance?"

It’s only August, and there are still four months until the year-end report.

"Yes, since we want to investigate, we have to do it in front of these shopkeepers and managers. Our Xu family must do things to make people convinced."

Xu Fan poured the last pot of pear blossom white, shook the old gourd in his hand, nodded with satisfaction, and said casually.

"However, the twenty-three Qingxiang accounts in Jiangnan Province can be investigated first. As for who to send to investigate, the two masters have to draw up a list."

The Xu family is a prominent family in the south of the Yangtze River and their ancestral home is Guangling. Most of the shopkeepers of the 23 Qingxiang shops in Jiangnan Road are from the Xu family.

This thorough investigation will lead to a power transition within the Xu family if something fishy is discovered.

Xu Ji and Xu Xiang looked at each other and began to calculate the list of people to send for this investigation.

After sitting for a while, seeing that Xu Fan had no other instructions, the two of them got up and left.

Xu Fan sent the two grandfathers out of the main hall and smiled slightly at the four cousins ​​who had been waiting outside.

"Just beat those slaves to death in front of my father's soul, and let everyone in the house see them."

Hearing these words, the six of them trembled and did not dare to look back at Xu Fan's expression.

"Master, why are you doing this?"

After Xu Ji and Xu Xiang left Botaoting with their grandsons, Zi'er asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"Zi'er, you still don't understand this?"

Xu Fan looked at the dilapidated gourd in his hand and was very satisfied with this collection. In one day, he brought all the pear blossoms in the Xu family to Botaoting.

The "True Solution Gourd" did not disappoint him. It was indeed a bottomless pit.

Hundreds of pots of white pear blossoms were poured into an old, palm-sized gourd, but it still didn't reach the top.

Compared with gaining control of the Xu family's wealth, Xu Fan is more concerned about when the "True Solution Gourd" can be restored.

In the past ten days or so, he could only search for fine wines in Xujiazhuang, and the cracks on the old gourds were almost unchanged.

After several consecutive attacks, new cracks appeared on the old gourd.

However, under the nourishment of hundreds of pots of pear blossoms, Xu Fan could clearly see that a crack on the old gourd had faded a lot.

It proves that the spirit of "True Solution Gourd" is not dead but still alive.

Zi'er looked worried when she saw that her young master had handed over the power of supervising and inspecting the Qingxiang to others.

But the young master looked happy.

Xu Fan saw the inexplicable look on Zi'er's pretty face.

"Don't worry Zi'er, nothing will happen. You have to trust your young master. Don't forget that I am a single person. Even if I want to find someone, I can only go to them. Isn't there any reason to go to outsiders?"

"The disposal of so many people this time is a serious warning to those in the Xu family who want to reach out."

"And handing over the disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect to the Guangling government office is also a warning to those who covet the Xu family's property. Our Xu family's property is not that easy to grab."

Zi'er understood this time that the young master had no choice now. If he didn't need those people from the Xu family, who could he use?

The Xu family is currently in the midst of internal and external troubles. The only people the young master can use are people named Xu.

At least, the only ones that can be used in front of me are the Xu family.

"It's good to understand. We can only take one step at a time."

...

"What happened to the Xu family? Has there been any news?"

In the back hall of Guangling Mansion, the prefect Wang Wenhua had already pulled off several beards and looked up from time to time in the direction of Xu Mansion.

Today he learned that the Xu family's son had returned to the city, so he sent someone there.

As a result, I learned that the Xu Mansion had closed its doors to thank guests.

Wang Wenhua is highly regarded by the emperor of the day, and he is even hand-picked as the third flower.

In order to control the taxes in the south of the Yangtze River, the emperor did not hesitate to override the opinions of everyone and let Wang Wenhua, a Tanhua from a poor family, go south to Guangling to take charge of a palace.

The ancestral home of the Xu family, which controls the lifeblood of salt affairs, is in Guangling.

Fortunately, not long after he took office, the current head of the Xu family died mysteriously.

The servants of the government office under the verandah outside the hall were like ants on a hot pot, running back and forth between the front office and the back hall.

"boom!"

Another tea cup was smashed out, scattering broken porcelain pieces all over the floor.

The boys did not dare to raise their heads to see the anxious-looking magistrate in the back hall, so they could only continue to urge the front office.

"I'm coming..."

A yamen clerk ran past the Yimen in a hurry and shouted towards the back hall.

"coming?"

Wang Wenhua waited anxiously, so he quickly got on his boots and walked out of the hall regardless of his official appearance, his eyes full of longing.

At this point, the Xu family cannot fail, at least until he has straightened out the salt affairs in Jiangnan.

Seeing that the visitor was just a yamen clerk, Wang Wenhua snorted coldly and reached out to grab the tea cup and smash it.

I stretched my hand several times, but all was empty. Then I realized that I was not in front of the desk, so I had to exhale heavily and said sternly, "Speak!"

"Report to...the magistrate...my lord."

The yamen clerk was breathing heavily and was out of breath.


Chapter completed!