The empress is pregnant, and the emperor's incense continues

Things had come to this point, and Chen Yanqing had a clear mind. He naturally didn't care about these things, but he also didn't want to be fooled by his servants.

Especially the Zhuang family, whom Chen Qianmo trusts the most. Now that Chen Qianmo will be the head of the family, the Chen family will sooner or later fall into decline if they are manipulated by the Zhuang family like this.

He said in a deep voice: "Qianmo, take a team of guards and lead Uncle Fu to his home in person."

Looking at Uncle Fu who had collapsed to the ground, Chen Qianmo was terrified. He murmured, "This?"

"Lift him up and help him out. Although Uncle Fu is young, his legs are in good condition. His legs must be numb now. Just walk a few steps and he will be fine."

Chen Yanqing asked his personal attendant to follow him without hesitation. Chen Qianmo and Uncle Fu had no choice but to support each other and follow.

After a day of hustle and bustle, Meng Wen Yao was in a good mood, seeing that they had finally achieved a temporary victory.

"Lord, please don't be angry. The young master made a mistake when he was young. You can teach him slowly in the future. If the servant does not do well, just kick him out. Don't get angry with yourself."

After a long sigh, Chen Yanqing said, "I'm not angry, I just feel tired suddenly. I raised Qianmo by myself, but the Zhuang family spoiled him too much. I thought he would be sensible when he grew up, but he became more and more out of line. And the servants of the Zhuang family, I thought they were all left by Qianmo's grandfather and mother, so I was naturally lenient to them, but they are so rampant."

"The most hateful thing is that Qianmo trusts the Zhuang family. If the Zhuang family is not completely eliminated in the future, who knows what stupid things Qianmo will do."

Chen Qianmo was afraid that he could not understand the deep love for his son. He would only think that Chen Yanqing was too unkind, even killing Uncle Fu, his old friend of many years.

"Lord, there is a way to solve the problem of Qianmo listening to the Zhuang family. As long as we marry Qianmo a wife who has her own ideas and vision, we will be able to have a good time with her. Qianmo will not be ignorant of good and bad things."

Holding Meng Wenyao's hand, Chen Yanqing sighed, "That's the only way. I hope he has the blessing to marry a good wife who understands things and knows her limits."

The two of them were huddled together in the study, waiting for the results of the search. Outside the study, Madam Zhuang was extremely anxious. She didn't understand why Uncle Fu looked half-dead when he came out.

She wanted to go up and ask, but was blocked by the guards. Even Chen Qianmo didn't say anything to stop her.

She was so anxious that she was spinning around, but Liu Ruyan, who had now recovered, was in a very good mood.

"Mammy, you are old, please don't keep watch so late. I will wait here for the young master to come back and take good care of him."

Madam Zhuang has now fallen out with Liu Ruyan and doesn't even want to pretend.

"Bah, it was you who instigated this. If you hadn't made such a fuss today, would such a big thing have happened?"

Liu Ruyan gently waved her handkerchief, not afraid of making things worse. She said sarcastically, "Mammy, you are wrong. You did all this. Whether it was letting the Xu family live in the complaint house or sending the paintings away, you did it all by yourself. I just exposed this matter. You don't feel ashamed for doing wrong things, but you blame me for being unfair."

Madam Zhuang was so angry that her chest was heaving. She pointed at Liu Ruyan's nose and scolded, "As a woman, you should always put your husband's safety first. But you are just trying to make things difficult for the young master. You are his natural nemesis, right?"

"I think you just can't stand seeing the young master being good."

Liu Ruyan disagreed: "You old woman, if you hadn't encouraged the young master to do so many things and run to the Zhuang Mansion all day, would the young master have done so many stupid things?"

"I think you are the one who can't stand seeing the young master being better than you, and you just want to make him as confused as possible!"

"You you you!" Nanny Zhuang was so angry that she was out of breath.

"Why, what I said is not right, then let's go in and ask the elder to judge."

When the elder was mentioned, Madam Zhuang immediately fell silent.

I don’t know how long it took, but the person who went to Uncle Fu’s house finally came back.

"Reporting to the Lord, everything from cups and plates to screens and ornaments, as well as all kinds of food and food, were taken from Uncle Fu's house. I also found some land and shops, please check them."

Chen Yanqing flipped through a few pages and sneered, "I remember that Uncle Fu was a servant of the Zhuang Mansion and had never had any private property. It was only in recent years that I saw that you had done a great job in taking care of the young master, so I released you from slavery. Where did you get all this property in just a few years?"

After a night of searching, Uncle Fu was frightened to death. He trembled and said, "Please spare my life, sir. All the things I haven't taken away in these years are here. I am willing to go to the government to face the law, but my wife and children are innocent. They know nothing. Please let them go, sir."

Throwing the things heavily on the table, Chen Yanqing looked at Chen Qianmo, whose face was ashen, and sneered, "These are all the people your grandfather left for you. What do you think we should do with them?"

To be honest, Chen Qianmo had deep feelings for Uncle Fu. Ever since Grand Tutor Zhuang passed away, he placed all his feelings for his maternal grandfather on Uncle Fu.

Today, he suddenly saw that Uncle Fu was so cruel that he was simply emptying the Chen Mansion to fill his own pockets. He was extremely hateful and angry.

But he felt a little reluctant to report to the police and let Uncle Fu go to jail at such an old age.

"Father, it's not a good idea for a family like us to report to the police. I think since the things have been traced back, why not let Uncle Fu and his family keep vigil for Grandpa, which can be regarded as an explanation to Grandpa."

"Humph!"

Chen Yanqing snorted coldly: "You are kind-hearted!"

"After all, he originally belonged to the Zhuang Mansion, and he will be left to you in the future. You can do whatever you want."

"From today on, all the people who came from the Zhuang Mansion will serve in the Young Master's Courtyard and are not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the Chen Mansion."

Staring at Chen Qianmo again, Chen Yanqing said, "You are grown up now. You should learn how to identify and employ people. You can't be soft-hearted. If you think the people in this manor are useful, use them. If you think they are not useful, send them to the manor. Don't be a master who is led by a group of servants all day long."

"That's what my father taught me."

This big drama finally ended in the second half of the night. Meng Wen Yao went back to her room and slept for two hours before getting up in high spirits.

"Miss, you went to bed late last night. The elders have gone to court now. What are you doing up so early?"

Meng Wenyao yawned and said lazily, "I always feel that the Xu family living in the Zhuang Mansion is a little strange. The Taifu was a great scholar in the court, and his disciples now hold important positions in the court. How come that Lord Xu has been just a county magistrate for so many years?"

"Moreover, he made friends with the young master, but he didn't come to see the old man. Not only did he not come to see the old man, but he also lived in the Zhuang Mansion. And that Madam Xu always covered her face. It's really strange. I'll go and find out the truth."