Chapter 217 Family Property
The summer wind is scorching.
The Wang family hung white banners early and began to prepare for the funeral.
Wang Linghe knelt in front of the coffin, wearing plain white mourning clothes, looking uniquely handsome.
She casually threw the paper money in her hand into the brazier, without a trace of sadness in her eyes.
"Linghe, you must give an explanation for this matter." Master Wang slapped the altar.
The hall was packed with people.
There are members of the Wang family and some shopkeepers in the capital.
Wang Linghe didn't even raise his head.
"Why did Second Uncle ask me? My father said before he died that all the Wang family businesses would be given to Wang Yan."
She looked at the shopkeepers, "Right? He told me not to go to the shop and wanted to meet you in person. It's a pity that he died too young."
The shopkeepers nodded in agreement, "Yes, that's what they said."
Wang Yan looked distracted, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"Second uncle wants you to explain." Wang Linghe stood up and kicked him.
Wang Yan was kicked to the ground, but he was unusually not angry.
He shuddered and looked up hurriedly, "Yes, yes, Dad said to leave it all to me."
"Who asked you that?" Master Wang Er said to Wang Linghe with an unhappy look on his face, "Your father died suddenly just after arranging your marriage. He was in good health. How could he die so suddenly? Do you think we are fools?"
Wang Linghe said calmly, "What's the connection between my marriage and my father's death?"
"You don't want to get married, you don't want to let go of the Wang family's business, you killed your father!"
"Second uncle, if you were to marry the prince of a royal family or become the shopkeeper of a merchant family, what would you choose?"
Mr. Wang was speechless.
Of course, choose the palace.
"Uncle, this was an accident," Wang Yan said quickly. "Dad fell in the study and hit his head on the bookshelf. The guards, servants, and many others saw it."
Mr. Wang Er suddenly approached Wang Linghe, his eyes flashing coldly, "Did you fall on your own, or was someone pushing you?"
Wang Linghe said nothing, squatted down and continued to burn paper.
"Are you feeling guilty?"
Master Wang Er's eyes moved slightly.
There is indeed something fishy behind my eldest brother’s death.
Grasping this point, Mr. Wang Er couldn't help but get excited.
"Report to the police. We must find out the cause of my brother's death."
"Uncle, this is my home. When is it your turn to yell and scream?" Wang Linghe said.
Wang Yan was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.
Hearing Wang Linghe say this, he immediately raised his voice, "Exactly. Everyone in the Wang family knows how my father died. What on earth is Second Uncle thinking? He had to disturb my father's rest!"
"If the Wang family is handed over to you, your father can rest in peace?" Master Wang Er retorted.
Everyone knows what kind of person Wang Yan is.
This is also the purpose of so many people gathering here.
"I'm telling you, Wang Yan, as long as there's one member of the Wang family still alive, the family business will never fall into your hands."
"What do you mean? Are you going to seize my property openly?" Wang Qin couldn't believe it.
Master Wang sneered, "What do you know?"
He scolded him harshly, "You're good at eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, but you don't know a thing about studying or business."
"You...you are slandering me!" Wang Yan's defense was broken and his voice became sharp.
"Come, come, let me recite a five-character poem. Can you write it out from memory for me to see?" Master Wang was about to ask the servants to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
"I'm not going to take the imperial examination, so why should I write poetry?"
"Okay, let me test you."
Master Wang grabbed the tea on the altar and took a gulp.
"Do you know what salt permits and tea permits are? Do you know how many approvals you need from the Ministry of Revenue to become an imperial merchant?"
Wang Yan didn't know.
He said stubbornly, "I am the head of the family, the one at the helm, I will let the people below handle these things."
Master Wang Er snorted sarcastically.
Turning to the clansmen in the hall, he said, "Everyone, you all heard it. The Wang family cannot be handed over to such a waste."
We all gather here today for a purpose.
Wang Zhongshan has a son and a daughter. His son is not very ambitious, and his daughter is very capable, but she has to get married.
Who wouldn’t be envious of mountains of gold and silver?
"Let's carry the coffin to Jingzhao Prefecture," someone suddenly shouted, "This brother and sister must have conspired to kill their father."
The mourning hall was in an uproar.
Several young and strong men have already gone to carry the coffin.
Wang Yan was so anxious that he pulled his sister's sleeve and said, "What should we do? Think of a solution quickly. We can't let them succeed."
Wang Linghe brushed his hand away, the corners of his lips curling up almost imperceptibly.
At this time, the butler rushed in, "Princess... the princess has arrived."
The noise stopped abruptly.
Master Wang Erye still maintained the posture of flipping the table, "What princess?"
"Princess Jia'an."
The housekeeper gasped and quickly added, "Our young mistress's elder sister."
Mr. Wang put down the table.
broken.
Forget that Wang Yan’s useless daughter-in-law came from a marquis’s mansion.
Wang Yan came back to life instantly.
He arrogantly pushed aside the tribesmen and said, "Everyone, move aside. The princess wants to come and pay respect to my father."
Wang Linghe slowly straightened his mourning clothes and wiped his face with a handkerchief.
Finally here.
The first to come in was the guard holding a knife, intimidating everyone in the hall.
When Qu Ling came in, Wang Linghe was the first to kneel down.
"Meet the princess."
Everyone came to their senses and knelt down one after another.
"Get up."
Qu Ling raised his hand.
"Quick, please ask the young lady to come out." Wang Yan was overjoyed.
Back then, he almost married the princess.
"No need." Qu Ling stopped him.
She sat down on the armchair and explained her purpose, "I didn't come here to see her today."
Wang Yan looked embarrassed.
"Princess," Wang Yan suddenly knelt and kowtowed, "Please, Princess, help me. These people are trying to steal my property."
He decided to strike first.
Mr. Wang Erye's face turned pale instantly.
The princess sided with Wang Qin, and they couldn't even get a drink of soup.
"Princess, you are wise."
Mr. Wang Er responded, "My brother's death was strange—"
"Alright," Qu Ling said casually, "I'm here because someone has filed a complaint with the Princess's residence, alleging that Wang Yan owes a huge debt."
She waved her hand lightly, and the guards led seven or eight well-dressed people in one after another.
There are both men and women.
The shopkeepers of the Wang family suddenly became agitated.
These are the owners of various brothels in the capital.
Each of them held a stack of IOUs in their hands.
"Prince Wang owes me four hundred and thirty thousand taels."
"...357,000 taels including principal and interest..."
"Last month's wine bill hasn't been settled yet..."
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