After hearing the fat boy's question, Jing Changfa frowned, walked with his hands behind his back, and his face became even more ugly.
This fat boy is the youngest son in his eldest son's family, and he is extremely doted on by him.
After coming to Jingfu for the first time and seeing the luxury here, he began to use his brain to occupy this huge property.
He has several sons and many grandsons in his family, but he is the only one of the right age.
The fat boy's name is Jing Tongqian and he has just turned six years old this year.
Because he eats better on weekdays, he is fatter and stronger among boys of the same age.
"Wait a moment." Jing Changfa said in a muffled voice.
He had promised his grandson before that he would make Jing Tongqian the owner of this place soon.
It was only because he saw that Jing Jianglong was seriously ill that he had the confidence to do it, but now Jing Jianglong's condition has improved!
"We still have to wait!" The fat boy was spoiled by the elders in the family, jumping and stamping his feet and yelling.
When Jing Changfa heard this, he quickly stepped forward and covered his fat grandson's mouth. He rarely kept a straight face and said, "Don't scream, it will be bad if others hear you!"
But Jing Tongqian has long been spoiled by Jing Changfa, so how can he be afraid of him?
His body just twisted around in Jing Changfa's arms.
"Okay, my little ancestor, if you wait a little longer, grandpa will definitely make you the master of this place!" Jing Changfa gritted his teeth and said.
Only then did Jing Tongqian stop twisting and struggling.
Beside them, there were five younger children, two of whom were brightly dressed and tall.
But it's a little strange. The clothes of the two children look more gorgeous, but the one on the left has fair and tender skin, and looks like he comes from a relatively wealthy family, while the one on the right touches the bright gown on his body from time to time and shrinks.
He started with his hands, his expression was restrained, and he looked cautious.
And often twists and turns unaccustomed.
The other three were only four years old and looked confused, unable to understand what Jing Changfa and the fat boy were talking about.
However, before going out, the elders in the family told them to listen to Jing Changfa's words, and Jing Changfa was only kind and kind to his grandchildren, and rarely smiled at them, so the three young children did not dare to be naughty and were very worried.
Standing there obediently.
After comforting his fat grandson, Jing Changfa was about to move forward again and return to the guest house arranged for them by Jing Mansion.
But suddenly, from the darkness not far away, a crisp voice that was deliberately lowered came, "Master Jing Jiu, can you take a step to speak?"
Jing Changfa’s hair suddenly stood up!
Oops!
Someone eavesdropped?
He suddenly turned his head and looked at the place where the sound came from.
Not far away, I saw a red lantern with a candle burning inside, swaying slightly and then disappearing into the darkness.
"Who are you?" Jing Changfa asked in surprise.
"Master Jing Jiu, there is no need to ask so many questions now. It will only be good for you to come with this slave, and there will be no harm to you."
Jing Changfa was still hesitating.
The voice then said: "There are many people trying to steal Jingfu's family wealth now, and you are not the only one."
"Okay!" Jing Changfa was surprised. Is there anyone secretly peeking at Jing's family property?
After thinking for a moment, he agreed.
Jing Chang found out that he now regarded Jing Mansion as his wealth, and no one could try to steal it from him!
He wanted to go over and take a look at the background of those guys who wanted to grab the meat in his mouth.
After beckoning the two older boys to come closer and whispering instructions to them to take the other children back to their residence, Jing Changfa quickly walked towards the direction where the red lantern was.
When I got closer, I discovered that there were several thick trees here, and the person holding the lantern was hidden behind the tree trunks, so Jing Changfa couldn't see anyone before.
"Master Lin Jiu." The person holding the red lantern is a ten-year-old girl, wearing a maid costume customized by Jingfu. Because the sky is dark and there are few stars in the sky, her appearance cannot be seen clearly. The girl faces
Jing Changfa shortened his body and gave a Wanfu blessing.
"Who are you?" Jing Changfa looked the girl up and down.
The girl just chuckled, "This slave is just a little maid in the Jing Mansion. The person who wants to find Master Jiu is the master behind this slave."
"Then you lead the way."
"Please come with Master Jiu and your servant."
The girl held a lantern and walked forward with Jing Changfa.
While walking, the girl would remind Jing Changfa from time to time to be careful where he steps. Sometimes when he walked near some courtyards, he would ask Jing Changfa to lower his footsteps.
It can be seen that the girl is very familiar with Jingfu.
After turning left and right, it took a long time before I came to the door of a small courtyard.
Jing Changfa was getting older, and after walking such a long way, and in secret, there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
The girl had already walked to the door, raised her little hand, and knocked on the door three times.
"Who?" A woman asked in a low voice from inside.
"it's me."
The woman inside heard the sound, creaked, and opened the courtyard door to a crack that could only allow one person to pass sideways.
"come on in."
The mother-in-law stretched out her head and looked around. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, she looked at Jing Changfa again and then urged.
The girl quickly dodged and walked quickly into the small courtyard.
Jing Changfa was still hesitant and stretched his head to take a look into the small courtyard, but was suddenly dragged in by his mother-in-law.
"you……"
Jing Changfa was frightened and struggled hard.
"Shh!" The mother-in-law immediately closed the courtyard door with her backhand, "There are people living nearby. Please keep your voice down. We have already walked here. You might as well go into the house and have a chat with my master."
The girl also said: "Yes, if you can cooperate with my master, the Jing family wealth will be yours sooner or later."
After hearing the girl's words, Jing Changfa calmed down.
At this moment, in his eyes, nothing is more important than obtaining the Jing family property.
Following the girl to the main hall door of the small courtyard, before the girl opened her mouth, an indifferent and old voice came from inside, "Is the distinguished guest here?"
"Yes." The girl bowed her head and responded respectfully.
"Please invite Mr. Jing Jiu."
The girl reached out and gently pushed open the wooden door, gesturing for Jing Changfa to enter.
Jing Changfa was curious about who was in the dark room, so he lifted up the hem of his clothes and crossed the threshold. He had just taken a few steps when he heard the sound of the door closing behind him, but the girl did not follow.
Hearing the sound, Jing Changfa instinctively glanced back. Just as he turned around again, a candle suddenly lit up in front of his eyes.
Huh?
As the candlelight illuminated the hall, Jing Changfa saw a portrait of a girl four feet high and two feet wide hanging on the wall directly in front of him.
The woman in the portrait has a pair of willow-shaped eyebrows, a cherry mouth, a slim figure, shy and timid, and is very beautiful.
"That's my daughter."
Suddenly, the old voice sounded again.
Jing Changfa moved his eyes and found an old woman wearing a black sarong sitting on her knees in the right corner. The old woman had white hair. Directly in front of her, there was a table and a Buddha statue.
"Your daughter?"
Jing Changfa looked doubtfully at the old woman with a full head of white silk stockings who was probably older than him, and then at the girl in the portrait. Wasn't the age difference too big?
Granddaughter is pretty much the same!
"She has been dead for many years." The old woman seemed to have guessed that Jing Changfa had questions.
Jing Changfa suddenly realized, and when he took a closer look, he found a pair of banners and elegiac couplets hanging on the left and right sides of the girl's portrait.
This old woman actually turned the main hall of the courtyard into a mourning hall!
And judging by the meaning, this mourning hall has been decorated for many years.
Jing Changfa was surprised, "Who are you? Come to me, what do you want?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that we have a common enemy." The old woman knelt down on the futon, kowtowed three times to the Buddha statue in front of her with a pious attitude, stood up slowly, took the incense candle, lit it, and inserted it.
into the incense burner on the table.
"Enemies? What enemies do I have?" Jing Fa was puzzled.
The old woman put in the incense candle, took three steps back, clasped her hands together, bowed respectfully to the Buddha statue in front of her, and then said again: "You want to occupy Jing's family property, Mrs. Jing, Jingjiang
Long, and the new young lady Lin Ya from the Jing Mansion are all your enemies!"
Jing Changfa's eyes flickered and he didn't answer.
The old woman was not in a hurry. She walked to the charcoal basin placed next to her, picked up the copper kettle on top, took the porcelain cup and tea leaves, and brewed two cups of tea.
"Tea, please." The old woman raised her hand to signal.
After taking a sip of the warm tea, the old woman continued, "My identity is not a secret. You can find out by just looking for a servant in the Jing Mansion."
Jing Fachang's heart moved, yes, this old woman lives here. If you find someone to ask, you can find out who she is, so she relaxed.
After thinking for a while, he asked in confusion: "You have lived in Jing Mansion for a long time. How come you have become enemies with the owner of Jing Mansion?"
"My daughter died in the hands of old lady Jing!"
The old woman's expression could no longer remain calm, as her old face was filled with deep resentment and hatred!
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There were even blue veins protruding on the old woman's forehead, forming several big characters: monthly ticket, reward, red ticket, collection!