Several servants knelt down on the stone steps of the meeting hall. Ye Yongjia wanted to turn his back and not look at them, but considering the qualifications of these servants, he should give them some face. He restrained his anger and forced a smile: "
You may have something to do today, but this is not an excuse. I heard Mr. Cheng shouting at you in the hall. Mr. Cheng was a little angry, but it was his duty."
The servants responded in a polite way, but felt that it was not enough. Immediately, the sound of kowtows echoed continuously inside and outside the house. This messy and meaningless sound made Ye Yongjia even more annoyed. He had to dissuade him and said: "Okay, there is no need to kneel anymore.
Get up and ask Mr. Cheng to come in so we can discuss things..."
After Cheng Congyuan sat down, he opened his mouth to discuss the matter of expelling the bandits: "This man among the bandits is cunning and evil. If he stays in the house for a long time, he will be a big trouble. Master, don't look down on him. He is pitiful. This guy is narrow-minded and selfish.
He will definitely try his best to gain access to his master. Such a person will never be loyal to the Ye family!"
This past incident actually made Cheng Congyuan extremely indignant, leaving no room for refutation. Seeing this trend, all the slaves also agreed. Although Ye Yongjia listened to this opinion in detail, he still insisted on keeping Kou Zhong, and his will was even stronger than that of Kou Zhong.
Cheng Congyuan was still resolute and had no room for rebuttal.
After all, he was still the master, and Cheng Congyuan had no choice but to give up. Ye Yongjia didn't realize it was a big deal, so he didn't mention it after discussing it. However, everyone noticed a hint of change. Although the master had no such conspiracy, he
The troubled issues were quickly resolved, which was partly due to this incident.
And his so-called depression was not discussed openly, but he asked Cheng Congyuan privately: "Does Mr. Cheng have any good ideas?"
Cheng Congyuan was still lingering in the discussion just now with Kou Zhong, and was stunned for a moment: "Oh, what can I do?" Ye Yongjia came close to his ear, "Teach them to hear bad things... that is..." He was extremely careful. Cheng Congyuan
He said 'Oh' and then slapped his leg: "Show your authority!" Ye Yongjia looked around in panic, Cheng Congyuan slapped him hard: "Why are you panicking! You are the master, what are you doing like a thief! How dare they!
No way!"
Ye Yongjia took a deep breath and turned blue.
"I can't be afraid of people listening! It doesn't matter even if I tell them blatantly! As long as I dare to do it, they will be afraid of me. The more timid I am, the more embarrassed they will be!" After hearing this, Ye Yongjia said hesitantly.
"Then I listen to Mr. Cheng. I wonder if you have any ideas?" After saying that, he looked at Cheng Congyuan nervously. Cheng Congyuan, on the other hand, was confident and laughed: "Let's take our time to plan! I have to go first."
Go to the ancestral hall and take a few stewards with you." Ye Yongjia's heart slowly calmed down and he asked carefully: "I wonder what this means?"
"The ancestral hall is the most important place in our family besides the house. When I go there, I just change the servants in charge there. I can definitely scare them!"
Ye Yongjia took on the appearance of a master, and after pondering for a while, he said: "Mr. Cheng, are you wondering who can take over the errands there?" Cheng Congyuan said without hesitation: "Wei Sande! Let me see the others...
...It’s not very good, no one dares to refute it!”
Ye Yongjia didn't know him, so Cheng Congyuan explained the person's origins to him, and he agreed. It turned out that Wei Sande was a servant who had been following Ye Long for more than ten years. Due to his old age, Mr. Ye sympathized with him.
It is self-evident that Wei San got a lofty status with such generous courtesy that he could live in peace and contentment. Now that he is out of the mountains, although he has been neglecting household chores for a long time, it is still a matter of course.
"Mr. Cheng!" Wei Sande walked to the door and shouted loudly. Cheng Congyuan also smiled broadly: "How are you, Mr. Wei? Oh, I'm so busy, I don't have time to see you!" Wei Sande pointed.
He said, "Mr. Cheng, tell me what you have to say. He must have other thoughts!" Cheng Congyuan smiled slyly and said, "Brother Wei, you don't give me any face! I'll discuss serious matters with you."
"Hey, Master asked me to take care of the ancestral hall, what are we talking about? Let's go now!" Wei Sande slapped the table and pulled up Cheng Congyuan who was sitting on the recliner, "After Master leaves, there will be no way to do anything!"
"When Cheng Congyuan was about to comfort him, Wei Sande had already walked out of the house with anger.
"Thank you for your hard work!"
The giant pine clusters outside the two doors protected the solemnity of the ancestral hall. Several horses lined up in front of the pine trees and dismounted together. Seeing the dazzling golden plaque, the leading servant greeted them respectfully. Ye Yongjiachu said
I still felt a little cool breeze, and the horse's mane was slightly fluffy. When I arrived at the ancestral hall, although there was no roof to cover it, I couldn't bear the slightest breeze.
"There is a circle of trees around the temple. There can't be wind here." Before Ye Yongjia could say anything, the servant replied tactfully.
"Are you in charge?" Ye Yongjia asked, standing in front of his uncle's portrait. When the servant saw the stern look on Cheng Congyuan standing aside, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he had to answer. His eyes rolled up and down.
Then he said, "Well... this servant is in charge of the ancestral hall..." He paused again, "I personally appointed him."
The word 'assigned' was particularly strong, but Ye Yongjia didn't take it seriously. He just smiled lightly and said, "You will return to Qihe from today on. There will be someone else to replace you here..."
All the servants were shocked, but Cheng Congyuan remained calm, while Wei Sande stared at the servant angrily. The man in charge of the ancestral hall froze there, Ye Yongjia did not look at him, and silently faced Ye Zhen's portrait.
"Don't be like this..."
The servant's knees trembled and he immediately knelt down: "Although I'm leaving, I can't do this..."
"You slaves are trying to deceive the Lord!"
Wei Sande jumped out and shouted angrily, "You all became more aggressive when you saw the master leaving! I'll take my place as soon as I say, what are you nagging about!" He looked around sideways and saw the stewards who had followed him from the mansion.
They were all dumbfounded.
"But after all, I didn't do anything wrong..." He lowered his head and muttered in a low voice. Ye Yongjia trembled for a moment, but still didn't speak. From the corner of his eye, he saw Cheng slowly walking out of the abyss, calmly: "You have to think
You're not at fault, just hurry up and vacate your seat."
"Why?" The man stared at him in surprise and fear.
Cheng Congyuan strode up to him and said in a very stern tone: "It is a mistake to dare to disobey the master."
Ye Yongjia actually broke into a cold sweat. He couldn't figure out why when he heard this sentence, he immediately felt chilled to the bone. It was worse than the slave's fear, as if he was in the same place. His whole body was numb, and he saw the slave's pale face.
He walked towards the ancestral hall and came back again. After presenting all the seal-like objects to Wei Sande, he felt much better. He went over and patted Wei Sande's shoulder: "Wei Sande
Old sir, everything about the ancestral hall depends on you!" Wei San had to kneel down to thank him.
"What should I do with that slave?" Cheng Congyuan asked.
"Let him... get lost. There is no need for a slave in the house who doesn't obey his master." Ye Yongjia said decisively. He stood up and walked outside the ancestral hall.
"Go home."
He never looked back.
The strategy of establishing authority can be said to have immediate results. For the first time, the servants realized that this new master was not a weak person. Judging from the incident in the ancestral hall, he drove out an "old minister" for no reason, but no one resisted, which shows that the new master's There is no doubt about the power of life and death. Even so, if you really want to inject the word obedience into their bones and blood, it is impossible to stop there.
"Should Mr. Cheng continue to plan for me?" Behind the curtain of the conference hall, Ye Yongjia sat opposite Cheng Congyuan on an armchair and took a sip of tea.
"Although they are afraid of their master, their power is still too fierce. If they don't kill their majesty properly, they will inevitably become tyrannical!"
Ye Yongjia lowered his head and held up the tea, "Mr. Cheng, tell me what to do?" He drank it immediately.
"Suggest another affairs office," Cheng stood up from Yuantiaodi, "Build another one next to Huoshuizhai, separate the two accounting rooms, and handle the rest of the affairs. When the labor is finished, the vacant position... ...You have to carefully select the people to fill the vacancies." Cheng Congyuan stood confidently, and Ye Yongjia no longer hesitated.
Everyone had long sensed that a storm was coming, but they didn't expect the wind to be so strong this time. Everyone was even more frightened by this strategy of cutting through the mess with a sharp knife, and they could only share the same hatred. But after all, they could not withstand the master's force. Strictly ordered, he lowered his head and sighed again, and had no choice but to carry on.
At first, he was the supervisor of Cheng Congyuan. But Mr. Cheng's temper was not docile, and he had been offended for a long time. The hatred was deep in his bones, and the discord with the servants became more and more serious: at first, a few servants were dissatisfied, and they got involved in the civil strife. He scolded and said Cheng Congyuan's "tyranny", and even instigated a few people to stop working together. However, Mr. Cheng only sent two or three people to grab them in the meeting hall and beat them severely, and the storm subsided a little; in the end, Even an old servant led everyone to make trouble overtly and covertly, turning the house upside down, and Cheng Congyuan's suppression could not make him restrain himself.
This made them anxious, so the old slave shouted at the top of his voice outside Ye Yongjia's room, insisting on removing Cheng Congyuan, but there was no response from the people inside the room for a long time. The old slave's face turned red from holding it in, and he was still nervous. He raised his arms and shouted: "Cheng Congyuan thinks he is his master! The master also regards Cheng Congyuan as his master..."
Ye Yongjia did not block his ears. He was just thinking deeply in the room without commenting. After all, he had been almost crazy in order to establish his power these days, and it seemed natural to overdo it. So, he ignored the noise outside the house and interrupted him. : "Withdrawn. Please go back first."
The old servant was thinking about the drama of a series of loyal ministers' death remonstrances, when he suddenly heard his master's surrender, and was at a loss for a moment. After kowtowing to his master, he walked through a section of the corridor in confusion. It took him a long time to wake up, and he sighed heavily. Stomping his feet, he laughed like crazy.