Chapter 478

"Old master, the lower official is outside. You'd better clean up and then you can leave. By the way, the one who left the young master doesn't have to be killed completely. Naturally, you can take away the silver tickets of the Huang family, as well as your clothes and jewelry, and he won't let you wander on the street. In fact, he is so kind. How can you live on the street With such a ancestral home, don't you have shops? Isn't there any other courtyard in Beijing? You can move your family to the capital in the future, and you will be close to the emperor's dragon breath every day. Isn't that good? "

Song Yan said as if he was so envious. Old master Huang's face was black, and there was a kind of fishy sweetness in his throat. Then he puffed out a mouthful of old blood.

"Oh, my Lord, how did you vomit blood?"

He quickly stepped back, and the old master Huang spat blood on his body. "You see, you are all so old. How can you not be surprised at all? Even if you Huang family is going to the capital, you should not be surprised by honor or disgrace, right?"

Song Yan sighed, "however, I can understand. After all, this small place has lived in Yi'an for a long time. It is obvious that the old master will be very happy in his heart."

Another puff.

Old master Huang spouted out another mouthful of blood. The blood spurted high and straight, just like heavenly maids scattering flowers. It was really too wonderful. It's a pity that song Yan still felt that he was a bit of a shallow scholar and could not describe such a beautiful scenery.

So he shook his head. He hated the book when it came to use. The old man was so bold that he couldn't say anything about it.

When he went out, he also heard that old master Huang sprayed several mouthfuls of blood.

Of course, we have to ask if the Lord Huang is dead. Don't worry, he can't die. Even if he spits more, he will only spit more and more mentally.

But when song Yan went out, old master Huang kept crawling to find his own place where the land lease and the house deed were kept. Until he stepped down on it, he took down the box. If song Yan saw it, he would be shocked. He was 80 years old, but his legs were so flexible that even he couldn't match him 。

Old master Huang opened the box in a hurry. He pulled out the rope, took out the key, and opened the box trembling. No one had broken the box. The lock was still good. So song Yan must have cheated him. He didn't know where to get some broken paper. He wanted to take away the ancestral home of Huang family and the mountain behind the ancestral home Is it true that he was made of clay? Jokes are really big jokes.

He took out all the incense prescriptions in the box. He was very precious. He didn't dare to touch them on weekdays, even if they were going to be damaged. But now what can he do?

He grabbed those incense prescriptions and threw them aside. Then he quickly found the deed of house and land in it.

Just looking for it, there was a cold sweat on his forehead. It's impossible. How could it be? His title deed, his title deed, and his title deed are all gone.

He didn't believe that all the things in the box were poured out and turned over one by one in the box. It was impossible, yes, it was impossible. Obviously, he put it on the surface of the time, and he locked it with his own hand. However, few people knew how they could not find his house deed and his land lease.

"Somebody, somebody..."

Old master Huang shouts out loud to the outside, and catches the unfilial son of Huang Dongxin

However, before he caught Huang Dongxin, song Yan had invited all the people of the Huang family into the courtyard, leaving time for them to take away their own delicacy. However, it was said that, but how could they bring more? The others in the mansion did not know, or were baffled, and were already rushed to the courtyard.

The other side is soldiers and officials. They are just civilians. Even if there is more money, they should remember that the people do not fight with the officials.

"But you are going, old master?" Song Yan sat on one side, beating his legs and yawning. He didn't sleep well yesterday. He arrived here early in the morning. He still wanted to finish the work as soon as possible, and then go back to the house to have a rest. By the way, he still wants to see his daughter-in-law. Although his daughter-in-law is very fierce, it is still good for him. Look, his face has not been hurt recently. This is the daughter-in-law Love him, otherwise, if he is carrying two big black circles, how can he come out to meet people?

"Lord song, this is just a misunderstanding."

Now the old master song has softened his voice and humbled his attitude. Even his waist is bent a little bit. Now they are asking for help, not others.

"Misunderstanding?"

Song Yan shook the contract document in his hand again.

"Mr. Huang, it's written in black and white. It's not a misunderstanding."

Old master Huang's face was stiff, but he could not refute song Yan.

"We don't know how much we owe him. We can pay him back."Old master Huang had to retreat and ask for the second time, but it was only a million taels of silver. This time, the Huang family recognized it. When the matter was over, he wanted the loser to be killed.

"Still?"

Song Yan shakes his head.

"Old master, you can't afford it. That one doesn't need silver. He has a lot of silver. He just feels that the yellow family's house is growing well, so he only wants the house now."

When it was master Huang who wanted to say something, song Yan interrupted old master Huang's words again. "Look at me, I'm not such an inhumane person. How about going back to clean up the softness again?"

"And..." He then said to the people in the mansion, "the house is about to change its owners soon. You should also clear up your own details. Otherwise, if you want to take things again after you go out, it will be impossible."

When the others heard this, they couldn't even say anything. When they saw that Mr. Huang was choking and couldn't say anything, they quickly scattered and packed up their own things, especially those wives and concubines of the Huang family. On weekdays, their bodies were heavier than their lives, and they ran faster than rabbits. They hurried back to their own yard When they came out, they were all carrying a lot of things, even the neck was also hung with a bundle.

On the other hand, the old man Huang coughed up, almost spitting out several mouthfuls of old blood.

These worthless, these stupid people.

As long as they have the yellow house, they can have as many of these things as they want, stupid fool

"Lord, please."

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