Marshal, your wife is trying to die again

Xiang Xi turned her head, comforted Taxue a little, and then stepped forward again. This time she took out a delicate and small pistol from behind as she walked.

I really didn't expect it to be consecrated today.

Aiming at the door, Xiang Xi didn't aim at the head, just loaded the gun directly, and shot at the door.

Although the gun is small, its explosive power is very strong, and it startled a group of birds in the trees in the Confucian Mansion.

At this time, gunshots are very, very sensitive.

Kong Zhixing immediately looked at Kong Chengren. His expression was very ugly. He got the news this morning when Xiang Xi left the mansion.

So it goes without saying who fired the shot.

"Open the door!" he said through gritted teeth.

It wasn't really intended to tear the skin off, after all, the other party represented Young Marshal Ji, Kong Chengren's meaning was very simple, a slap is a sweet date.

At that time, it doesn't matter if you represent the young marshal, what a wave a woman can make.

But he didn't expect that before the slap came down, he was slapped backhanded by the opponent.

If it continues, things will get bigger.

Kong Zhixing pursed his lips, obviously very unwilling.

"Why are you so dazed? You didn't hear what I said!" Kong Chengren yelled.

Kong Zhixing didn't dare to stop, he hurried out and started to give orders.

After Xiang Xi fired a shot, he walked up to Taxue again. Although Taxue was appeased just now, he was still a little frightened.

Seeing Xiang Xi now, he nuzzled her affectionately with his head.

Soon, the heavy door was pulled open, and a smile appeared on the corner of Xiang Xi's mouth, then got on his horse, and went in with Ta Xue.

Ji Xiuyuan didn't want her to be a nanny, she understands!

Seeing her coming in on horseback, the faces of the Kong family all darkened.

what is this!Get off your horse?

When Xiang Xi saw that Kong Chengren's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, he got off his horse and laughed, "I'm sorry, Uncle Kong, my niece just rode in accidentally, you shouldn't blame me, would you? "

"you……!"

"Zhixing!" Kong Chengren shouted angrily just when his stupid son was about to speak out.

Xiang Xi didn't seem to see it, and still looked at him with a smile like seeing an old friend.

Kong Chengren was also an old fox, he was only stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses.

He smiled and said, "How can you blame me? I know that my niece is coming today, and the old man has been waiting for a long time."

Then he made a gesture of invitation, and said with a smile, "Come on, let's go in."

Xiang Xi was also not polite, and took the lead without giving in.

When the servants of the Kong family saw it, their faces darkened. They were really rude and walked in front of the Patriarch.

Only Kong Chengren, as if he didn't see it, followed.

As soon as Xiang Xi went up, he took the first seat, and Kong Chengren was also taken aback for a moment. The first seat in the Kong family usually only has a grand master's chair. There is nothing wrong with Young Marshal Ji sitting here last time, but this one in front of him?

Xiang Xi seemed to have come to his senses, looked left and right, his eyes were full of incomprehension, "Why don't you sit, just sit."

Kong Zhixing couldn't help it this time, just as he was about to speak out, Kong Chengren turned his head and shouted sharply, "Zhixing, serve tea!"

Kong Zhixing immediately poured a basin of cold water from head to toe.

This way the father allows it!He was disappointed and angry, but knew there was nothing he could do now.

He had no choice but to give Xiang Xi, who was sitting in the first seat, a hard look, then flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.

Xiang Xi still had a gentle and harmless smile on his face, which was completely different from when he was in the Young Marshal's Mansion.

"Looking at Cousin Kong just now, it seems that you have a lot of opinions on me?"

Just as Kong Chengren breathed a sigh of relief, Xiang Xi spoke in a toneless manner.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment, but she didn't seem to feel it. She just looked at Kong Chengren like this, with nothing but a look of waiting for an answer on her face.

He smiled and said suddenly, "How could that be?"

Xiang Xi let out a long breath of relief, patted his chest, "It's fine if you don't have one."

After a while, the tea was served and the ledger was brought up. The surrounding was eerily quiet, and the two began to check.

Kong Chengren thought that the other party didn't understand at all, but now it seems that he clearly knows it well.

Xiang Xi frowned slightly, sometimes puzzled, sometimes stunned.

Speaking of which, the fact that the Kong family can grow so big is of course the result of the hard work of countless people. These people are all masters that Kong Chengren recruited from other places.

In the Kong family's handling of food, it has long been handy.

Xiang Xi didn't speak, and finally closed the ledger, looked up at Kong Chengren and asked aloud, "Uncle, there is nothing wrong with the grain textile industry, but now is a troubled time, and we should not always sell the grain at a high price, but also pay attention to the stock .”

Kong Chengren's heart condensed slightly. He didn't say this just now, and he probably saw the clue from the account book.

He smiled, "My niece is right. Now that I'm with the young marshal, my Kong family is the granary of the Ji family. As for how much to buy or sell or how much to store, the young marshal has the final say."

Xiang Xi nodded, "I'll report this when I go back, and the tax account book, I'll take a look too."

When Kong Chengren heard it, his expression was indescribable. That's right, the account book just now was just some detailed transactions of the Kong family over the years, and the numbers on it were not accurate.

As for those with taxes and expenses, another ledger is required.

This Xiang Xi was still ambitious, Kong Chengren's expression was retracted, it was not as exaggerated as before, he sat on the chair, leaned back slightly, with a meaningful expression on his face.

"Niece, it's not my uncle who said that those ledgers are me. Sometimes it seems like a headache. Are you sure niece wants to see it?"

Don't come up later, if you don't understand and ask again, it will be embarrassing.

Xiang Xi watched him calmly, "I need to see."

Kong Chengren's face changed slightly, but he still asked someone to bring the account book.

This time it was an old man in his 40s, followed by many servants, each of whom walked in carefully carrying a thick account book.

After a while, the indoor area was filled with piles.

Kong Chengren looked at Xiang Xi provocatively, and was surprised to find that she still had no expression.

Xiang Xi thought to himself, on the business side, in fact, his father wanted to pass it on to him early on, instead of his younger brother. There are two reasons for this.

First, my younger brother usually likes martial arts and reads military books, and he wants to become the overlord of a party one day. This kind of thinking is superfluous in a peaceful and prosperous world, and it is not an exaggeration when this has become a mess.

Xiang Xingde pays great attention to the inner world of his children, hoping that they can live as much as they want to live as much as possible.

The second, and most important point, is that someone has to inherit the business. Compared with the way the son doesn't like it, the daughter doesn't reject it at all.