Chapter 103 Where to Go

   "Jin Zhi!" Bai Jintong played to pull her.

Bai Jinzhi shook off Bai Jintong's hand and asked angrily, "Why does the big aunt agree to the blackmail of the villain?! How can our government collect 450,000 taels without bankrupting the family? How can the big aunt agree?! If it is true The family has gone bankrupt...What should the widow of our government do?!"

  "Little Four!" Bai Jinxiu choked out, intending to stop it.

Bai Jinzhi's emotions became more and more angry: "What's more, if this matter is true, why has the grandfather never explained it?! This clan cousin did not first worship and condolences when he came to the house, instead he said that the widow of the Guogong Mansion depends on the clan. Asylum, we want us to spend money to buy peace, and be like a robber! Auntie wants to be strong, why do we want to be soft?! How can our government be soft! These years, the clan has taken less money from our government. Is it true that our grandfather, uncle, and my father, uncle, brothers and brothers are still in their bones, but the people in the clan force our orphans and widows to buy money for peace! How is this different from a country bully?!"

  Bai Jinzhi had a loud voice and was born in Xiwu. This roaring voice attracted all the guests in the courtyard and the people outside the courtyard to watch the excitement.

  Many men were buried in southern Xinjiang. This morning, the marching records were gradually sent back by the loyal servants. The people in front of the Wude gate of the imperial palace accompanied them for a fight!

  At this time, the people in the metropolis are all concerned about the government, and they are unwilling to see any trouble from the government.

  The people of this clan came just now, and they would not be able to offer incense if they did not bow down. They rushed straight to the inner courtyard, and the people and guests did not miss it.

  Has been making trouble for a long time, so the rush is forcing the Bai family’s widow to buy money for safety!

Bai Qiyun's eyes widened: "What nonsense are you talking about as a junior?! Who wants your national government to buy money for safety?! That was agreed upon by your grandfather, the country's grandfather and the elder son, and the clan for a long time. It was originally scheduled for this year. When making arrangements for the New Year gift, the Lord of the Country often said...As the most prominent family in the clan, the National Lord’s Mansion should contribute to the clan. This should be divided, and the father of the country has also taken care of it all over the years. How can I persuade the grandpa to let other tribesmen help? The grandpa only said that the clan glorifies our Bai family to be more prosperous! The patriarch is afraid that the grandpa is still thinking about the affairs of the clan during the funeral, and he can’t spare manpower to do it. , That's why I came to my door! How did you little girl talk to the elders without telling black and white?!"

   Although Bai Qiyun likes to take the air, he is not stupid to the end. With so many outsiders around, how could he use the face of forcing Dong in the hall just now to teach others? !

  Of course, he praised the grandfather of the country high, and the patriarch naturally sent him because he understood the grandfather of the country for the glory and future of the clan.

"Little four! Get out! What style is it like to be noisy in front of more than 20 heroic spirits in the Guogong Mansion?!" Bai Jintong pulled Bai Jinzhi and handed the incense to Bai Qiyun with both hands. "Please be my grandfather, uncle, and father. Uncle and brothers give incense!"

  Bai Qiyun glanced at Bai Jinzhi who was stopped by Bai Jintong, and muttered: "Lack of tutoring!"

"you……"

  Bai Jinzhi wanted to go forward and theorize, but Bai Jintong was holding her wrist tightly.

  Bai Qiyun raised the incense and bowed three times. When the incense was about to be put on, the three sticks of incense in his hand were cut into two.

"broken……"

   "How did the incense break?!"

   "This is... the grandfather of the country refuses to eat his incense!"

  The people talked a lot, and couldn't help but take two steps forward to watch the excitement.

  Bai Qiyun's face was ugly. He raised his head and looked at the black lacquer tablet of Lord Zhenguo. His heart rose sharply in panic, and he subconsciously stepped back two steps.

  Although the son did not talk strangely, he forced him to come to the door when the Lord's body was still cold, and tried to blackmail the widow of the Lord's Mansion. He had a guilty conscience. Now that the fragrance is cut off, how can he not be flustered?

  Bai Jinxiu saw the doorway when Bai Jintong handed the incense, and looked down and made no sound.

  "I'm afraid that the incense is getting wet, my cousin can light the incense again!" Bai Jintong lowered his eyes to hide his smile, lighted three more incenses and handed it to his cousin, "My cousin, let the incense go!"

  Bai Qiyun resisted the jealousy in his heart, and bowed more respectfully, and when he stepped forward to offer incense again, the three sticks of incense in his hand unexpectedly broke neatly and fell to the ground, shocking Bai Qiyun back again and again.

"I said that my grandfather never told me that I want the government to hand over all the property to the clan!" Bai Jinzhi knelt in front of the mourning hall and cried, "Grandfather! Grandfather is you back, right? You have also seen the people of the clan bullying our orphans and widows. Grandfather, you are making grievances for us, so you don’t eat his incense, don’t you?!"

  The candlelight in front of the mourning hall suddenly swayed violently, and the shadow of the tablet also swayed randomly on the wall. There was no wind coming in at the door, and everyone raised their hearts for a while.

   "The Lord of the Country has appeared!"

   "It's the Lord of the Kingdom's manifestation!"

   "The Lord of the Country!"

  The people outside the door suddenly knelt down, crying and crying, and the servants in the house knelt down with tears in their eyes, shouting the grandfather of the country.

  Bai Qiyun's face was pale, holding the broken three-piece incense tail in his hand, he took another two steps back.

  Bai Jinzhi knelt in front of the spirit and kowtowed repeatedly: "Grandfather! The king believed in the falsehood before, and then the clan persecuted it. The widow of Guogong Mansion is struggling with every step. I beg my grandfather to show me where we and the juniors should go!"

   "The clan is too shameless!" An elderly man's voice came out like Hong Zhong, and Bai Qiyun turned his head in surprise.

  I saw Mr. Gu walked out tremblingly with the help of the young man, his eyes flushed, and his anger was full.

  The ancients came in a hurry. Seeing that the Lord of the country was uneasy, his heart was pulled up, and he pointed at Bai Qiyun’s nose angrily and cursed: "Does the clan need to be shameless? Ah?!"

  "Ancient...ancient?!" Bai Qiyun called out softly.

The ancient crutches banged the bluestone floor loudly: "I have been in charge of the accounts of the Guogong Mansion these years, and I know the most clearly but the Guogong Mansion’s assistance to the clan over the years! Every year, the Guogong Mansion’s income, including your majesty’s rewards, Didn't the grandfather of the country think about the clan? When did he not ship half of it back to the clan?"

Speaking of this, the ancient times knelt directly in front of the mourning hall, beating his chest and crying: "The old slave should have persuaded the father-in-law and the son-in-law! The appetite of this clan has really been raised. When you open your mouth, ask the government office for 450,000 taels of silver! In the past few years, the government office divided half of the income into the clan every year. How could they get 450,000 taels of silver?! Forcing Mrs. Shizi to sell all the shops and farms of the Guogong Mansion! If this is sold, how will the hundreds of people in the Guogong Mansion live in the future! It is not good to be the old slaves... Not being faithful and straightforward! The old slave... the old slave is ashamed to trust the country's lord, ashamed of the country's government, the old slave is dead!"

  (End of this chapter)

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