Chapter 112: A finger up

"Since I know it's a rumor, what's there to panic!" Old Lady Ming screamed angrily, and the old woman's voice became sharp because of some wonderful sense of humiliation, as terrible as the tip of a knife streaked across the porcelain piece.

The aunt and grandma sitting next to her was frightened and she quickly sat back on the chair honestly, never daring to say another word.

The old lady of the Ming family was jealous and cruel, so the old man Ming then only married three concubines. Now there are only two women left in that generation. Fortunately, the Ming family man is Xingyang. Xia Qifei, who is drinking in Jiangnan, is not counted. There are also six men in the two families with children. The eldest son of the Ming family is the head of the Ming family today. The third and fourth sons are all born by this aunt. Seeing that his biological mother was yelled like this, these two people naturally would not feel very comfortable, but the old lady has accumulated power over time and no one dared to argue anything.

As the eldest son, Ming Qingda naturally had to come forward to explain the situation. Unexpectedly, Old Lady Ming was even the nominal owner of the Ming family. He looked cold and said, "Remember it all! The seventh son of the Ming family has died in more than ten years. As for what kind of Xia Dang family in Suzhou now... I want to use the rumors from more than ten years ago to make trouble, my Ming family cannot tolerate him."

Ming Qingda was dismissed, but there was still a smile on her face and said gently: "Mother, no one believed such a ridiculous rumor, but...what if the court wants to believe it?"

This sentence is very direct. Xia Qifei is Fan Xian's pawn. If the court power represented by Fan Xian wanted to take this opportunity to incorporate the huge property and strength of the Ming family without any blood. This situation is the most dangerous.

The old lady blinked her somewhat cloudy eyes and said disgusted: "That official named Fan said yes? Could it be that the court is unreasonable?"

Ming Qingda thought to himself, when did the court speak reason? It’s just that the court used to stand on the side of its own family, so the most wise and fists in the world were all the Ming family. If there were differences within the court, the fists would have been killed by themselves. I’m afraid that this principle would be even more difficult to explain.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Please show me my mother."

Xia Qi was coming fiercely. Judging from the appearance of the bidding today, he brought a lot of money and was supported by the imperial envoy. How to deal with the Ming family always needs to draft a charter for Old Lady Ming.

In fact, the old lady Ming did not seem to be as righteous and domineering as she appeared. She did not answer Ming Qingda's question directly. She just stared at the Ming family's children all over the yard and said in a cold voice: "The current situation is different from previous years. A few days ago, I asked Lan Shi to go to various rooms to meet you uncles, so let you be honest... I repeat it again today. At this time, don't cause any trouble to the Ming family. Just walk the birds at home and drive all the Lu men who only know how to wrestle out of the garden!"

"There is also this matter, no one is allowed to spread it! If I hear anyone still gossiping behind my back, be careful I will pull out your mouth!"

Old Lady Ming was anxious and angry when she said something, and she actually started to cough. The big maid behind her quickly pounded her back gently, and Changsun Minglanshi beside her quickly handed her a bowl of tea respectfully.

The Ming family members in the courtyard all bowed down, not daring to disobey the old lady's order.

Ming Qingda glanced at his mother, but wanted to speak but stopped.

Old Mrs. Ming sneered in her heart. Her son lacked the power of decisiveness when doing things. This bad guy always had to do it himself. She drank a sip of tea and said indifferently: "Tomorrow is the second day of bidding. You also know that the imperial envoy is coming to our house. The eight bidding behind them are tied in two batches. Judging from the appearance, the price will be much higher than in previous years. There is only one night. Then I go to the money house to issue the ticket. I am afraid it will be too late. At this time, your brothers will go back and gather the private money in their room and hand it over to the accounting room later."

As soon as this sentence was said, the men of the Ming family in the court were stunned. They did not allow themselves to walk their birds and wrestle. That was just a temporary boredom and no one could bear it. But... why did they have to fill in the money with those poor private money? Every year the internal treasury bids were opened, and the family would have enough silver. If the price of the eight bids was ridiculously high, they would just not rob them. How could they work so hard? The court would not set an upper limit. Who would know how much money they had to fill in?

These men were born with golden spoons in their hands, but they had no inheritance rights. They only knew the characters who enjoyed their lives. They didn't know the true meaning of the inner treasury bidding to the Ming family. Behind this is the struggle of forces within the court. Listening to the old lady's words, he subconsciously didn't want to respond.

The sixth master of the Ming family is younger, likes wrestling on weekdays, and is more courageous. He mustered up the courage and said, "Mother, we brothers have never been able to participate in the business of the clan. They all live on a monthly basis, and each has a family to raise. Even if they save some private money... but if they fill in the pitiful money, I'm afraid... it's useless, and it's better..."

Before he could finish his words, a teacup had already fallen to pieces in front of him, making a crisp sound!

Master Ming Liu was frightened, his body shook, and when he looked at the old lady above, his legs were so scared that he weakened his legs and he knelt down.

The old lady Jun Youyou Hanhan looked at him and said, "Poor silver? Do you think I don't know how much benefit you have made from the public over the years? Your uncles are now all famous wealthy people in Suzhou City... I used to be unable to see it because you are all the flesh and blood of the Ming family after all, and according to the ancestors, you don't allow you to take over the business of the clan. Look at you, you will make some money... But what's the situation now? Just kneel down and obey me!"

As soon as this statement was spoken, everyone, including Ming Qingda, knelt in front of the two Grand Master chairs.

The old lady's voice was as cold as a venomous snake: "The big tree collapsed, are you monkeys good? I said clearly that if the marks tomorrow cannot be marked, even if our Ming family can hold on for a few more years, it will only fail and disperse ashes. At this time, we cannot be allowed to retreat. We can only advance... In this joint, don't think you have to hide it!"

The aunt looked at her son in the courtyard with distress, and said in a consolation: "Sister, don't be angry, they know how to do it."

The Ming man in the court was frightened and pounded his head like garlic and admitted his mistakes repeatedly.

"Just know your mistake." Old Lady Ming slowly leaned back on the back of the chair, her eyes closed slightly, and said, "You will go back later. No matter what method you use, before dawn tomorrow, hand over the money to the accounting room, each room is 200,000 taels and 650,000 taels."

As soon as these words were said, the second, fourth and fifth brother had no objection. Although he was still very distressed, the third brother stopped doing it. He said with his neck straight: "Mother, why should the sixth brother only pay 150,000 taels?"

The old lady glared at him and said, "The sixth year old is the youngest. She has been with the garrison in the past two years and likes to wrestle. She spends more money. What are you, a brother, scruples with him?"

The third brother sprayed a thick breath in his nose and said dissatisfied: "Does I not spend money on weekdays?"

In fact, everyone knows that this is the old lady who feels sorry for her own young son, but anyone can say this, so the third brother cannot say it, because the third brother is the biological son of my aunt. When the aunt saw that the situation was not good, she winked at the third brother, but the third brother's recent money is indeed not good, so she refused to bow her head.

The old lady cursed angrily: "You know that you spend money in brothels and buy those whores home. Does this money make sense?"

From the miserable encounter between Xia Qifei and his son, we can see that the old lady has a very persistent disgust for a certain habit of men.

"Where is the big brother?"

"I am the eldest house." Ming Qingda knelt on the ground, looked at his brothers and others with a smile, and said, "Of course you have to do your best. I recognize 500,000 taels."

When the elder brother heard what he said, it was hard for the brothers to say anything else. The Mingyuan family gathering ended soon. The brothers and others quickly went out of the garden to raise money. Although they did hide a lot of private houses, they had to raise these numbers overnight. This was indeed a bit difficult.

The third brother of the Ming family followed his brothers outside while crying and was poor, hoping that his brothers could help him, but at this time everyone was too busy to take care of themselves. In front of the strict orders of Old Lady Ming, no one dared to be careless, so they could not care about him!

“Time is too tight.”

At this time, my aunt also returned to her yard. In the old lady's yard, she only took the long house. Ming Qingda frowned slightly and said, "The imperial envoy made this move suddenly, and he didn't give us too much time to react."

Old Mrs. Ming glanced at her son, sighed and said, "You have a good reaction in the Neiku mansion today, so you can buy at least one more night."

Ming Qingda smiled bitterly and shook her head and said, "One night is too short, and looking at Xia... Qifei's move, I'm afraid there will be a lot of spare energy. In the battle tomorrow, I'm afraid it's extremely dangerous. Even if the brothers can make up enough money, it's only more than one million taels, which may not be enough."

Ming Lanshi was stunned by the audition and said suspiciously: "Father, in previous years, 40% of the deposit silver was 5 million taels. This year, we have prepared 20% more. This plus the one million taels raised by our uncles, isn't it enough?"

Ming Qingda smiled bitterly and said, "The biggest problem is that the imperial envoy knew that we must take these eight standards, so Xia Qifei could shout at random, and production and sales were all their internal affairs, so they could do it at a loss."

Ming Lanshi sighed. He was a smart man and would not ask why the Ming family had to compete for these standards. Regardless of the so-called situation, just talking about Dongyi City, he would definitely require himself to take down the eight standards. Otherwise, the price that Dongyi City paid for the production of the internal warehouse in a year would be far more than a few million taels.

"Is there any news from Taiping Money House?" Old Mrs. Ming, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke.

Ming Qingda responded calmly: "They didn't expect this to be the case, and they were a little lacking in preparation. Xia Qifei's money was all transferred from Taiping Money House. Now they can only issue a promissory note for us, but there are no tickets. We must make a ticket tomorrow... You also know that they are also afraid. Their shopkeeper had already talked back and forth, and at most they could draw another 300,000 taels for me."

Old Lady Ming understood why, the bank's silver note deeds were issued. It always needed to be cashed out. Xia Qifei had already issued a huge amount of silver notes. Correspondingly, there were very few people who dared to open it, because the bank had to ensure that there was cash bank to pay, which was related to the bank's most serious credibility issue.

Of course, if the relationship between Dongyicheng and the Ming family was not in such a tense situation, Taiping Money House could have issued silver notes in false, but the risk was too great, and this method was too rough. Once Fan Xian was offended, the Transportation Department of the Inner Trust could use the Xia family's silver notes to hand over the Ming family's silver notes after the bid was opened, and play the most shameless run.

With so much money... Even if Taiping Money House is a god, it is impossible to transfer it to Suzhou in a short time.

If it comes, Taiping Money House will be ruined.

Although Taiping Money Bank is closely related to the economic relationship between various countries and regions. Generally speaking, no country or court palace would do such a ruthless thing, but Fan Xian, who presided over the opening of the internal treasury this time, was the one who was the most inexplicable and domineering Fan Xian. Taiping Money Bank would not dare to take such risks even if he beat him to death.

The courtyard suddenly fell into a silence like death. The three generations of the Ming family began to feel a little nervous at this time. Could it be that tomorrow... I really have to watch the Ming Laoqi take away the Ming family's business? I have lost the marketing rights of the inner and treasury areas. The Ming family is just a rich man with the most land, and he may be slaughtered at any time.

This terrible fact made Old Lady Ming frown deeper and deeper. She suddenly thought of a name and said coldly: "Is there anyone here in that investment bank these days?"

Ming Lanshi shook his head: "They knew that we were a big family in Taiping Money House, so they tried it a few times. Maybe they knew that they could not pull us, so they retreated."

Old Mrs. Ming nodded subconsciously and said, "It seems... it's not as I thought."

Because the Taiping Money Bank account room has always been in charge of the old lady Ming, Ming Qingda has always been a person who strongly advocates having sex with the Merchants Money Bank. Hearing his mother's words a little loose, he was happy, but he said quietly: "It should be trustworthy. If there is really something wrong, it should not be this way of doing things."

Old Mrs. Ming frowned. It seemed that she was thinking about a very difficult problem. After a long time, she said: "Send someone to the investment bank, no, don't send someone. Lan Shi, go in person and see how many tickets they can transfer tonight."

"Yes, mother." Ming Qingda smiled slightly and asked in a slightest question: "How should Xia Qifei deal with it?"

Old Mrs. Ming's face turned cold and said, "I don't know that person, you don't know either. Our Ming family doesn't know him. If that's the case, what should we do? Don't interfere in this matter, don't be the imperial envoy to take the exam on behalf of the imperial envoy... Now the imperial envoy hopes that our Ming family will react fiercely, so we should be more and more calm."

Ming Qingda bowed to the ground and exclaimed: "Mother is wise."

Ming Qingda was going to handle the matter of opening the bid tomorrow, and he had to go to the accounting room to stare at the brothers. Ming Lanshi wanted to go to the city to find the investment bank that had always been mysterious and mysterious, and was said to have a background in Dongyi, so he did not stay in the courtyard for more. After the salute, he retreated.

Old Mrs. Ming watched her son and grandson walk out of the yard, and her eyes suddenly changed from being stern as before to being tired at this time. She raised her tail fingers weakly and knocked on the armrest of the chair.

The close-fitting maid came to the old woman's lips.

The old woman closed her eyes and kept her fingers up. She hadn't put them down for a long time, nor did she say anything, as if she was weighing something important.

Xiaoqi?

At this time, a dark picture seemed to appear in the old woman's closed eyes. In the picture, a woman with a charming face was wandering and cheering under a familiar man, smiling proudly in front of her ground. The picture turned around. The woman gave birth to a child. She held the young baby and swayed around in Mingyuan. The laughter was like a silver bell... floating and floating, floating all the way to the sky.

The old woman suddenly opened her eyes, with a cold look in her eyes. Her tail fingers started to move excitedly and slightly surrendered.

At this moment, she remembered a lot of things from that year, such as the beautiful scene of blood blooming when the heavy stick fell on the woman. The woman was sunk to the bottom of the well by herself, and the snowflakes that day also drifted to the sky. The woman's body was probably already a dry bone - a mouse was drilled on it, which would only make an ugly sound, and it would never make a silver-ling laugh, right?

After the old man died, the family had the final say. When the woman died, the child born by the woman was not easy to kill. After all, it was nominally the flesh and blood of the Ming family. Fortunately, Qingda was cruel and beaten with a whip every day. Finally, the child who beat him could not stand this humiliation and pain and ran out of Mingyuan one morning.

Maybe the child would never know that he was looking at him coldly behind the door.

Perhaps the child would never know that he had prepared a killer and was waiting outside Mingyuan to see him down the dry well and reunite with his mother.

But...why didn't that child die?

Why didn't you die?

A trace of anger flashed in Old Lady Ming's cold eyes, and she kept holding her fingers, and finally gently placed her fingers on the back of the chair. At the same time, her slightly dry lips slightly opened and she whispered to the big maid attached to her lips: "Please, Mr. Zhou."

When the old lady Ming finally made up her mind, her son and grandson were walking side by side.

Ming Lanshi looked at his father with admiration and said, "You mean, grandma will definitely attack that bastard?"

"What a bastard?" Ming Qingda smiled with a gentle smile on his face, "That's your seventh uncle. Although he is our enemy now, he is always your dear uncle."

Ming Lanshi laughed at himself and suddenly frowned and asked, "Kill Uncle Qi, you can definitely complete this matter... But what will happen to the imperial envoy? Even if Junshan will have the strength, it will never rebel."

"Your grandma is old." Ming Qingda sighed: "From the beginning of this matter, the technique she used was wrong."

Ming Lanshi shook his head.

Ming Qingda suddenly smiled and said, "But her mistake does not mean the Ming family's mistake... If your seventh uncle is no longer so good this time, it may not be all bad things. Don't worry too much. I have a sense of responsibility."

The owner of the Ming family sneered in his heart, letting Junshan, whom he could never control, he would hedge against the Supervision Bureau. As scheming as he was, he naturally had a way to clean up the mess, but he didn't know what kind of tricks he would use.

"Uncle Six has asked for something again this time." Ming Lanshi suddenly laughed and said.

Ming Qingda patted her son's shoulder lovingly and explained: "The old man always likes the youngest son the most... Of course, it must be her biological child."

When the Ming family was in chaos, and there were many mice in the warm porridge eyeing each other. When they had the idea of ​​stepping on each other to death, the youngest son of the Ming family, Ming Qingcheng, is now the commander of the Jiangnan Water Village. The secret inspector stationed everywhere in the Jiangnan Inspection Department, standing on the highest floor in Suzhou City.

He stood beside the building, gently stroked the wooden railing, and looked thoughtfully at a place outside the city, where it was his home, a home he had not been back for many years - Mingyuan.

The gathering of merchants in Jiangnan has ended. Although everyone has not decided any specific regulations, looking at the greedy eyes of the Xiong family in Lingnan and the Sun family in Quanzhou, Xia Qifei knew that Lord Tisi's plan had already worked. Tomorrow, the Ming family must not only face its own attack, but also face those offensives similar to the joint forces between the Xiong and Sun families. Merchants always have to eat meat, and they are so hungry that they don't care whose meat you are?

Xia Qifei narrowed his eyes slightly. Mingyuan was too far away. Standing on the roof of Jiangnanju, he could not see the lights there clearly.

Today is the most unrestrained day after he survived in this world by chance. He finally proudly said his name in front of everyone, Ming Qingcheng.

In comparison, the pleasure of using money to smash people is nothing to lose when he is a gangster and a man who stands on the Qing Kingdom.

As long as he could tell his true name, it would be like slapping the vicious old woman in the Ming family. This pleasure of revenge covered everything and made Xia Qifei extremely grateful to Fan Xian. Even Fan Xian sent seven swordsmen tonight, he did not feel unhappy at all.
Chapter completed!