The beauty of the Hou family and the king's plan

The second master was very surprised. He didn't expect that this matter would make the old lady so angry.

In his opinion, his parents had higher expectations for his older brother since he was young, and were more tolerant towards him.

The eldest brother could only marry a wife he did not love according to his parents' orders, but he could marry the woman he loved as he pleased.

Even in the imperial examinations, he was very talented and his family never worried about him. The only time they made any demands on him was the year he passed the exam and won the third place.

The old marquis solemnly told him that his elder brother had already made a name for himself in the Ministry of Rites, and that the family’s resources could only be focused on one person.

My eldest brother is the heir to the Marquisate, so he has no choice but to stay in the Hanlin Academy as a sixth-rank official.

At that time, he and the eldest master had a deep brotherly relationship, and his parents had already agreed to his proposal to the Princess of Nanhua in the Prince Yu's Mansion.

Therefore, I didn't care how unfair the arrangements at home were.

Even to this day, he only thought that the unfair treatment of children in the family was caused by the eldest wife and had nothing to do with the old marquis and the old lady.

But he never expected that the first person to attack him would be his mother.

Master Shen Er retorted: "I don't know what my son did wrong, why did he kneel down?"

The old lady was furious when she saw the confused look on the second master's face.

"You donated all your family property without consulting your family first, and you still don't know what's wrong?"

Master Shen also angrily rebuked: "I think he has gone mad, bringing outsiders to plot against his own family."

Wang thought of how Bao Zhao had ruined her plans so many times, and she also cursed, "And the fourth girl, you little bitch.

She is truly an uneducated orphan. She was flirting with that pretty boy just now."

"Tell me, did you collude with that pretty boy to seize our mansion's assets?"

The second master listened to Wang's groundless accusations, which became more and more unpleasant. He felt like a needle piercing his heart. This was what he called family.

Bao Zhao had said it several times before, but he couldn't make up his mind to break up. In return, his daughter was wronged again and again.

Watching Wang's mouth opening and closing, the second master was so angry that he could no longer hear her dirty words.

With a "bang", Mr. Shen threw the teacup beside him to the ground.

White kiln porcelain pieces splattered all over the floor, instantly interrupting everyone's conversation.

"Old Madam!" Master Shen shouted. He didn't even want to call her mother.

"First of all, what I donated was not the property of the Marquis' Mansion. According to the Dali law, if a woman dies after getting married and has no children, her family has the right to take back the dowry.

The reason why Prince Yu's Mansion didn't do this is because Nanhua still has Baozhao and Jie Ling left."

"Also, the real and fake account books. You didn't have the magical power to predict that the Ministry of Revenue would come to collect the account books, so who were these real and fake account books for?"

Seeing that the Second Master Shen was getting angry, Wang couldn't help but take a step back guiltily.

"I'm afraid it was planned long ago. By the time the industry is handed over to Bao Zhao, only an empty shell will be left, right?"

Master Shen was not afraid of his younger brother, thinking that he was just a sixth-rank official who had to rely on Ning'an Marquis's Mansion for everything. He was sure that the second house would not dare to make a big deal.

Then he said to the second master: "Whether the account book is true or false, your second house has never been short of food and clothing for so many years."

"Besides, the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion has not been divided. It's not that these shops and farms will not be returned to you. They are just kept for you. You have worked hard to manage the property, and the profits must of course be turned over to the public."

Shen Baozhao listened to Master Shen's shameless words so casually and sneered, "Since when will the Marquis' Mansion have to rely on the dowry of their daughter-in-law to survive?"

"If this gets out, I wonder if the Qinghe Cui family's legitimate daughter will still dare to marry into the Marquis's mansion?"

Master Shen seemed to be choked.

Wang was furious after hearing Shen Baozhao's threatening words: "Little hoof, I'm going to tear your mouth apart."

She wanted to take action, but Shen Baozhao was not afraid. If Wang dared to move her left hand, she would cut off her left hand, and if she moved her right hand, she would cut off her right hand.

In a flash, Mr. Shen stood in front of Baozhao and was slapped by Wang. His little nail was too long and scratched his skin, and blood immediately oozed out.

Shen Baozhao was shocked when he saw his father standing in front of him without hesitation.

Facing the culprit Wang, he was no longer polite, kicking her in the knee and in the chest. Wang fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Shen Baozhao thought, if I had known this earlier I wouldn't have argued so much and would have just gotten started.

Seeing Bao Zhao being so tyrannical, the old lady was so angry that she covered her chest and shouted, "Evil creature."

Master Shen had already retreated far away when Shen Baozhao made his move, and shouted, "Come here, come here quickly, tie her up for me."

Before the servant could bring the rope, Li, the chief steward, rushed in, and said hurriedly, "Master, it's bad. Someone is coming from the Princess's mansion."

The master was startled, looking at Shen Baozhao's half-smile, he thought something was wrong.

The person who came to the Princess's residence was Xue Sheng, the eldest son and elder brother of Princess Duan Ning. I had met him once at Changchun Restaurant during the Shangsi Festival.

Xue Sheng was seen wearing a red robe, with a jade belt around his waist inlaid with colorful gems. His eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and he was even more gorgeous than the woman.

He looks so suave and unrestrained that if you don't know him, you would think he just came out of a brothel.

Xue Sheng was really unlucky today. He spent the whole night exchanging poems with Miss Shishi, the top girl in Wangchun Tower, and went to bed at dawn. He had nothing to do today and planned to sleep soundly at Miss Shishi's place.

He never expected to be woken up by a kick in the butt and told to rush to Ning'an Marquis' Mansion with the deed to negotiate.

My uncle really doesn't know how to be gentle with women, how can he kick someone on the butt. Thinking of this, Xue Sheng couldn't help but touch his butt.

When he saw Master Shen, he was in a bad mood: "Minister Shen, I don't dare to take the Zhuangzi Princess Mansion in Qinghe Village."

"As soon as the manor was sold, the proceeds were donated. We only found out about this this morning when the Ministry of Revenue came to take over the manor."

"You want both fame and profit. How can a marquisate do things this way?"

"You'd better return the banknote to me quickly, and I'll give you the deed." As he said this, he took out the deed that had been signed earlier.

Shen Baozhao took the deed, took a look at it, and asked the old lady and the eldest master: "Excuse me, uncle, what does this mean?"

"It was said before that the profits from the shop belonged to the public. Now even my mother's dowry to the imperial estate belongs to the Ning'an Marquis' Mansion?"

With a "pa" sound, the deed was slammed on the high table next to the old lady's chair.

When Master Shen saw that his matter had been discovered, he decided to throw the jar into the ground.

Anyway, he couldn't come up with the money, and the farm had been sold, so the second son and his daughter couldn't do anything to him.

In his eyes, Xue Sheng was just a famous playboy in Kyoto who held no official position.

He straightened his voice and said, "This contract has been signed, the transaction has been completed, there is absolutely no talk of returning it."

"Master Xue, please go back. Steward Li, please show the guest away."

Xue Sheng was driven here early in the morning and was already angry. And he encountered such a rude master.

Then he cursed: "Hey, Minister Shen, I think you are a hanged ghost without pants, you are so shameless."