Chapter 152 Taking the initiative to move

"Okay, we'll move! But you know, we don't have a way to make a living out there. If we can't survive after moving out, won't we still have to trouble you in the end? So, you should give us some moving expenses, otherwise..."

"What else?"

"Otherwise, I will stay in this Duke's Mansion until I die, and no one in my family will leave."

When Mrs. Wei heard this, she laughed instead of getting angry.

At first Shang Yukuan felt sorry for his third uncle, but now he finds his third aunt’s face really disgusting.

So, he kept his mouth shut as before, refusing to say another word, and let his wife deal with him as she pleased.

Madam Wei touched the hairpin on her temples, then spoke calmly.

"Over the years, the Third House has taken at least tens of thousands of taels of silver from the Duke's Mansion. If I hadn't kept a tight grip on the purse, I'm afraid you would have found a way to get the money out. I think we are all family relatives, so I won't care about it."

"But if Third Aunt insists on talking to me like this, then let's settle the accounts. When Father-in-law was still alive, the family had already been divided. I remember exactly how much you have spent on food and clothing from the Duke's Mansion over the years."

"If you don't want to move out of this house peacefully, then don't move. Anyway, if Third Uncle's matter is really implicated, what future do you think your son, grandson, or great-grandson will have?"

Madam Wei has never been an easy person to deal with. Although her words are soft and gentle, they are heartbreaking.

After hearing her words, the third old lady was like a duck with its neck strangled, unable to break free. She had no choice but to accept the defeat if she wanted to survive.

So, he could only walk away in shame like a defeated hen.

The daughters-in-law Fan and Shang Si Niang left without saying a word.

After they left, Shang Yukuan sighed and said.

"Before my father died, he told me to take good care of my two uncles, but now one has been banished to the farm, and the other has been thrown into prison. Their lives are unknown. If something unexpected really happens, how can I go to the underworld to see my father in the future?"

When Mrs. Wei saw his attitude, she felt annoyed again.

He is a good person, but the suffering of this family is left to the person in charge of the backyard.

In the past it was Mrs. Gu, and then Mrs. Liu.

Now it was her! But in front of Shang Yukuan, she was still as kind as before.

"Master, please be patient and heal your injuries first. It's only a month away from the Chinese New Year. Don't stay in bed by then. Wouldn't that ruin your luck for the coming year?"

Shang Yukuan felt much better after hearing this.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Madam. I'll just take good care of my injuries."

Madam Wei was still looking at Shang Yukuan with a gentle smile, but it was a pity that the smile was no longer pleasing to her eyes.

When the third old lady returned to Baotaoyuan with the news, everyone sighed.

Erlang just eats, drinks and has fun on weekdays, so he can't help in any way.

Sanlang was busy outside day and night, but he couldn't find anyone suitable to talk to.

Instead, I suffered a lot from the coldness of human nature.

Sure enough, those who were willing to look up to him in the past did so only because he relied on the Duke's Mansion.

Now that something like this has happened in the third room, everyone is trying to hide away faster than the other.

So, after hearing Mrs. Wei's proposal, Sanlang and his wife thought they could move.

As for Shang Yurong, Fan Shi, and Si Niang, they all had no idea what to do, so they naturally followed the crowd.

In other words, Shang Erlang expressed his unwillingness.

I always feel that life in the Duke's Mansion is better.

In the end, Sanlang no longer had time to be polite and said in a rage.

"Okay, since you want to stay in the Duke's Mansion and don't care about Grandfather's life, then you can stay here by yourself. Don't even think about asking us for food in the future, whether you are dead or alive! Grandmother, move!"

Now, Shang Sanlang is the only one who can make decisions in the third house, so now that he has spoken, no one else dares to refute him.

Fortunately, there was a ready-made house outside, so they were not left with nowhere to go.

But when moving, the third room was really taken care of, not a single inch was spared.

Those furniture were what they were used to, and although they were worth some money, when Mrs. Wei heard that they were going to take them all away, she turned a blind eye.

So, it took the third room several days to move all its things away.

When Madam Wei and Madam Jiao went to see, both the master and the servant looked at them with disdain.

"Our old Duke is such a great man, how could he have two such relatives? It's really... really makes me speechless."

Aunt Jiao felt that even though she was a servant, she was not as disgusting as them.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Although Mrs. Wei felt disgusted in her heart, she let out a long sigh of relief and said.

"It's good that it's moved away, so we don't have to worry about cleaning."

After hearing what Mrs. Wei said, Madam Jiao also nodded.

Today, the Duke's Mansion has truly become their world.

All the people living there are Madam Wei's descendants, and there is not a single one who is an eyesore.

She naturally wanted to plan it carefully, so she started talking.

"The East Garden was burned beyond recognition, and the North Garden also needs to be renovated. It seems that it can't be repaired without three or five hundred thousand taels of silver. But it's not good to just leave it abandoned. Now everyone in the family is crowded in the West Garden, which is very difficult. We should clean it up and let everyone move out so that they can have their own courtyards."

Over the years, they, the master and the servant, have been in charge of the household expenses of the Duke's Mansion, and naturally they have done a lot of tricks in it.

There is not much money on the surface, but in fact a lot of public property has been transferred to private property.

Although I can't take out a million taels of silver, I still have hundreds of thousands of taels.

However, if they really used all of it to renovate the yard, I’m afraid they would be left with no money.

Therefore, Aunt Jiao was somewhat opposed.

"Madam, you still have to keep some capital in your hands. Otherwise, if you spend all of it on the Duke's Mansion, if something goes wrong in the future, wouldn't that be paving the way for others?"

Aunt Jiao was just suspicious, but she never thought that her words would come true.

But how can they predict what will happen in the future at this moment?

So Mrs. Wei just waved her hand and said.

"We can't delay any longer. Not to mention Silang, even Qilang will have to start a family in a few years. It would be a good thing for him to live in the Duke's Mansion for a long time. Also, Prince Fu's Mansion owes us a lot this time, so if I go talk to Auntie about this, I might be able to get some real money in return."

"He'er's leg may not be healed, so I'll wait until the road is smooth for him."

Mrs. Wei had thought about promoting Shang Silang to be the next Duke.

Now that Shang Zhihe's legs are no longer healed, his future is naturally greatly reduced. Therefore, if he can succeed as the young master, no one will dare to say anything.

(End of this chapter)