As Zhou Xing described each sentence, the whole story was gradually pieced together.
The cause of the matter turned out to be only wealth.
Gongsun Yan looked straight at Gongsun Jing.
He sat upright behind the desk, with his hands on his knees and his back straight. His face was somewhat similar to Gongsun Zan and he looked quite handsome.
Nothing he said or did was inconsistent with the manners of a family member.
Even the movement of raising his sleeves to cover his face at this moment does not seem coy and stingy.
"Ayan, you have to believe my uncle. He really doesn't know! You and Acheng are both my own sons and daughters. How could I kill you?"
"It's really what this animal did alone."
As he spoke, Gongsun Jing overturned the lacquer box on the desk to the ground again as if he was venting his anger.
The head that had just been restrained by Gongsun's servant was knocked to the ground again and rolled around twice on the ground.
The purple blood that had condensed on the unkempt hair left a mark on the shiny camphor wood floor.
Gongsun Yan took a look and suddenly felt uninterested.
She used to toss and turn at night, not knowing what kind of big conspiracy she was going to be involved in.
Unexpectedly, the truth is so simple and cheap.
ridiculous.
The moment he truly found the answer, Gongsun Yan calmed down.
Relax your tense shoulders.
She released her clasped hands under the sleeves of her robe, picked up the tea soup brought by the boy servant, and took a sip.
The hot tea soup brings the spicy smell of onion and ginger into your mouth, rolls over your tongue, and slides all the way into your stomach. It is bitter at first, and then sweet.
For her, clear tea and milk tea are the tastes she is accustomed to. The tea soup at the end of Han Dynasty is not so much tea as it is a vegetarian soup with green onion and ginger.
Normally she would not touch this kind of tea soup, but now she tasted it after drinking it.
Seeing everyone's attention focused on her, Gongsun Yan calmly raised his face and smiled at Gongsun Jing: "I believe that my uncle will not be such a thief and do such a shameless thing, uncle, don't worry. "
Gongsun Yan is indeed not good at house fighting, but he can still use two words from later generations to curse people.
Silkworms, silkworms, and thieves, with two words of shamelessness, appeared in the world in advance.
Borers, silkworms, weeds, and thieves are the four common pests in the fields. They are inexhaustible and appear everywhere in the fields. They are the most disgusting.
In today's world, when the most severe curse words are still used at the level of "your mother and maidservant", these four words stacked together with shamelessness can be said to be extremely insulting.
Perhaps everyone is still in the reserved age and has never seen a straight boxer like Gongsun Yan who directly scolds. Everyone in the hall was stunned for a moment.
Gongsun Jing never expected that the fragile-looking niece across from her would have no regard for the clan etiquette that a junior should abide by and the girl's modesty. She would open her mouth and curse in front of someone's face.
He was shaken as if he had been punched head-on, with veins popping out in his neck and his face turning red.
His chest rose and fell rapidly, and he felt that everyone present was laughing at him. For a man who always put on the best face, the scolding from his niece was more painful than stabbing him.
It can only be made by default.
"Pfft." But it was Tian Kai who spit out the tea soup when he saw him laughing like this.
Zhang Ze, who was standing behind Tian Kai, didn't like reading, but he also knew what the thief of Gan Li was, and laughed out loud in the hall.
Zhao Yun, who was sitting next to Gongsun Yan, didn't expect Gongsun Yan to suddenly burst out like this. He couldn't help but glance at her and saw that her side face was calm and she opened her mouth but said nothing.
"Ayan!" Gongsun Jing, who was at the head of the group, shouted sternly, "Don't be indifferent."
This is the case in the aristocratic family. Even though everyone knows what is going on, they still have to pretend and blame everything on the dead man's head on the ground.
How could this be? In future generations, it would be a bit reserved even as an opening to a quarrel.
This was already the most polite thing she could pick out from the list of dirty words.
I also suffered the loss of being uneducated. There were many polite curse words without any curse words, but I couldn't think of even two at the moment.
After listening to Gongsun Jing's scolding, Gongsun Yan did not talk back to him and lowered his head obediently.
Zhou Xing, a bald middle-aged man standing in the middle, also had a flash of joy on his face. Ever since the news of Jihou Gongsun Zan's defeat came, he had not been anxious every day.
Cao Du Gong, the governor of the prefecture, stood behind Gongsun Jing and became domineering and arrogant, forcing open the treasury like a thief. He also suffered a lot of cowardice.
Seeing that the place became quiet again, Zhou Xingcai waved to the person standing next to the wooden box again.
Several people dressed as scribes, with the help of Zhang Ze, laboriously carried several boxes containing documents and documents to the center.
Zhou Xing carefully identified the boxes, stood in front of one of them, pulled out a roll of slips, saluted Gongsun Yan, and said: "Jihou once bought a manor across several villages in the east of Lingzhi City during his lifetime.
There are thousands of hectares of fertile land and thousands of shady houses. My dear, please look at this list."
The steward Zhou Xing did not reveal the exact number, and since outsiders were present on such an occasion, he should not have reported a real number for such a confidential matter.
Gongsun Yan took the category slip he handed over and jumped directly to the number category, his brows twitching involuntarily.
There are more than 2,000 hectares of fertile land.
There are also two large manors in several villages, one in Lingzhidong and one in Guzhu Kingdom, and they are very large.
The aristocratic manor at this time was the product of the combination of politics and economy, and the direct closure of mountains and lakes by powerful aristocratic families.
These two large manor houses have hundreds of buildings and are covered with cultivated fields.
The manor is mainly based on agriculture, but it also operates various crafts such as animal husbandry, fruit and vegetable mulberry production, salt cooking and wine making.
It has also absorbed bankrupt refugees from northern Youzhou over the years and has served as a shelter for the labor force and as a defense force.
And if you build a fortress, you can become a local emperor with no worries about food and clothing, and be a master among others by closing the door.
Because of Gongsun Zan's personal preferences and needs, there was a horse farm and a forage farm.
It's a pity that it was all abandoned due to a horse plague a few years ago.
There is also a garden for hunting and leisure, next to the manor in Lone Bamboo City.
I think it was the dowry prepared by Gongsun Zan for his youngest daughter, Gongsun Yan.
Seeing this, Gongsun Yan paused for a moment. She recalled the middle-aged man who softly comforted and approached with a sword in the firelight. For a moment, her heart felt like a stone was weighing on her.
He probably couldn't even figure it out before he closed his eyes as to why Yaonv took advantage of his unpreparedness and used a sharp weapon against him.
After a brief absence of concentration, Gongsun Yan continued to check the slips under Zhou Xing's introduction.
Let’s take a look at how much this thief uncle took from her deceased brother’s pocket.
In addition to the grain, salt and wine produced by the above farms, which are delivered to the fourth floor of the family every year, some of the fresh and high-quality products are shipped to Jicheng for the owner's family to taste, and the rest are stored in the Lingzhi and Guzhu treasury respectively.
Among them, the food and property in Lingzhi's treasury were the first to fall prey to the devil's claws due to their close distance.
Gongsun Yan carefully looked through the items in the treasury and couldn't help but be speechless.
"You are such a thief and a rat, you are really chasing after each other with endless pursuit." Looking at the human head on the ground, Gongsun Yan said with a half-smile.
(I can’t slap him in the face in revenge for now, let my daughter scold him a few more times while he can’t talk back)