Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

"It's time for the eldest lady to take charge." The second aunt said happily, "Since the middle son was taken away by that bitch, many tenants have been under her control, but that bitch doesn't know how to be kind and powerful at the same time.

When I came back from my parents' home, I made a point of going there to look around. The conditions of those familiar tenants were even worse than before. When the wife was housekeeper, although she could not decide on the contract, she would always give food and drink to the tenants during holidays. It's fine now, nothing is given. "

The second aunt spread her hands. She really looked down on Fu Yue's petty attitude. She said that she was a lady from an official family and was even more stingy than Nanshan Yun in managing the business. She wished she could steal another layer of skin from the tenant farmers.

"Auntie, have you ever visited the tenant farmers in the south of the city?" Nanshan was curious.

"Yes. I heard that the eldest lady is back, and I thought I could help." The second aunt's fair face showed a bit of embarrassment, "I hope the eldest lady doesn't think that I am nosy."

"You are my concubine," Nanshan said, "Of course you can take care of it. You also have a share in the Nanshan family."

"Big sister." Wan'er took Nanshan's hand, smiled and rested her head on her shoulder.

Although she was in the backyard of this merchant, Wan'er had also seen that there were differences between the official family and the concubine. It was a blessing for her aunt and her to have the eldest sister's preference.

"Concubine, how much do you know about those tenants?" Nanshan smiled at Wan'er and asked his second aunt.

This second aunt has always been very considerate. For Nanshan You, a lot of the tenderness and motherly love that she couldn't get from the Wang family were given by the second aunt and Aunt Cui.

So it wasn't surprising to her that she could think of these things. After all, she came from a scholarly family.

Thinking of this, Nanshan felt secretly regretful that marrying Nanshan Yun as his aunt would be in vain.

The second aunt corrected her expression: "The eldest lady has been concentrating on studying these years, and I have been keeping an eye on you.

These tenants were originally from Langzhou. Many fields in the Lanzhu Mountain area belonged to merchants and squires, but the entire land in the suburbs of Langzhou originally belonged to their own families.

This family is the real landlord. The land our family subleases to tenants in the suburbs of Langzhou does not belong to the Nanshan family. "

Nanshan nodded: "Does that mean we are just the second owner of these places in the suburbs?"

"Exactly." Second Aunt nodded.

"Second aunt, do you know how many years the land lease contract is signed?"

"My concubine asked me a few questions when I was drunk, and I signed it roughly every five or six years."

Nanshan nodded. In other words, as long as she found the big boss, she could talk to the big boss directly, bypassing Nanshan Yun directly, and then she would have more room to operate.

Who doesn’t have an old, weak, sick or disabled person in their family? When the time comes, she, a doctor from Yiyi Cottage, will definitely be useful.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Second Aunt." Nanshan already had some concerns in his mind, so he said no more, "Eat the rest quickly, it won't taste good tomorrow."

"It's a trivial matter." The second aunt showed modesty and gave Nanshan a piece of braised pork.

"Yeah!" Wan'er also nodded and started eating.

She just likes to eat with her elder sister. Although she has read a lot of books about sages, she has never been pedantic and rigid in the past, and she has never criticized Xiao Yu for chirping at the dinner table.

The eldest sister said that it was okay to say a few words when eating at home. She would teach Xiao Yu the etiquette outside. When he goes to school in the future, his husband will also teach him, no matter how long it takes.

It's better now, and I will take the initiative to chat with them.

She must learn more about settling accounts from that scholar so that she can help her eldest sister in the future.

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After dinner, Nanshan went to see Wang again. The weather was getting warmer, and Wang should go out for a walk more often. So while he was at home these days, Nanshan often went to Wang's room to comfort her and give her a few massages.

Although she had taught Aunt Cui a long time ago, there were not enough manpower in the hospital, and she felt sorry for Aunt Cui.

Of course, I also thought of it a little bit, chatting casually to see what she knew about the objects in Xiling.

However, it seems that Wang does not know anything about Xiling and is just vague about what happened before and after her birth, so Nanshan just accepted it.

She didn't want to think about it.

Nanshan didn’t force himself either.

There won't be any big difference from her guess.

It's just that for some unknown reason, Wang's original child died during delivery, and she happened to meet her and took her back.

I wonder how much Nanshan Yun knows about her, someone picked up from outside?

After returning to his own courtyard from Wang's place, Nanshan yawned and called Achun back to her small house. She still wanted to think about things there.

Pushing the door open and entering the house, I smelled a faint scent of rosin. I looked up and saw a man in white sitting in the hall.

"Xuan Qingyi?" Nanshan closed the door and walked over quickly, "Didn't I tell you not to go out? Why don't you stay at home?"

Climbing the window again.

"I heard that you are very busy these days." The person opposite did not answer, but looked over with deep eyes.

"Yes." Nanshan said without thinking, "This is not a small peak for the medical thatched cottage after the flower viewing party. I have to go and help. I also have to check on your injury every day."

"By the way," Nanshan's heart tightened, "You were injured, why did you climb up my window? What if the wound is cracked?"

With that said, Nanshan was about to let go of his clothes to check, but his wrist was held by a big hand carved from white jade, and a deep voice came: "Nanshan You, do you need my help?"

She obviously needed it, but didn't she come to him for help?

His deep eyes darkened again.

Nanshan looked at him, is this? Feel like you're being left out?

"Pfft." Nanshan laughed, "Xuan Qingyi, I didn't mean to neglect you. You are injured and should have a good rest."

"I don't need to rest." Xuan Qing also curled his lips.

"You need it." Nanshan said seriously, "Let me check it."

As he said this, he loosened Xuan Qingyi's clothes. Sure enough, the wound was bleeding again.

Nanshan frowned and took out the disinfection equipment and potions from the ruins: "If you really want to help me, you should take good care of your injuries."

Seeing that the owner of the wound froze and wanted to speak, Nanshan interrupted him: "Does it hurt?"

Xuan Qing also shook his head. He has been on the battlefield for many years, so this minor injury is nothing to worry about. He is not that delicate.

"I know you are a man on the battlefield," Nanshan, who was gently helping him treat his wounds, seemed to have read through his mind, "but now your Qinglong spiritual veins cannot suppress the Mountain God Seal. Even a small wound is worse than Others heal slowly, not to mention that this arrow is quenched with a slight poison."

Xuan Qing also lowered his head and clenched his hands on his knees, as if he was annoyed at his own fragility.

"Has the assassin been found?" Nanshan saw that he was disappointed and changed the subject.

"It's a dead soldier." During the pursuit, whenever one is caught, that person commits suicide. These people have no identity, no family, and all have poison in their mouths. There is no doubt that they are dead soldiers.

"Death warrior?"

Is she worthy of the other party buying a dead soldier?

Which one of them is it? Nanshan Xi has been having trouble moving around recently, and Nanshan Yun must know that she has something to do with Qingshan Pavilion. Although it doesn't sound good, according to his character, he will keep her on the sidelines, so only Nanshan Qing will.

Nanshan Qing and her rich and stupid aunt did everything for Nanshan Xi when it was inconvenient for her to come forward.

But where did the two of them come from?

Could it be Tianyu Mountain again? But Nanshan Yun would not share these more important things with Wu Lanhua.

"Maybe it's him." Xuan Qingyi's eyes narrowed.