Chapter 51 Homeless
After all, the Earl’s Mansion also has a title, and the relationship between the DPRK and China is inextricably linked.
Tong Zhaoer could only hold back her anger and told Mother Zhao: "Mama Zhao, let's go."
Mother Zhao had already had enough of staying at Fang's house. When she heard that she could finally return to Beijing, she immediately hugged the child, called the nanny, and got in the car.
As for the things used by the children, the General's Mansion has none, and they don't care about the Fang family's rags.
Before Tong Zhaoer got in the car, she was grabbed by Fang Yuan.
"Sister-in-law, if you leave, where are my mother and I?"
Tong Zhaoer's face was full of smiles: "My father only said that he would take me back to Beijing. My mother is sick and can't live in peace. You have to fulfill your filial piety in front of your mother. How can we leave?"
Mrs. Fang, who was pretending to be dizzy, had already raised her eyelids when Mr. Yu Qian and others arrived. Seeing that Tong Zhaoer was about to leave, he jumped up from the ground.
"I'll be fine after resting for a while. I can handle it completely. Just wait for us, Fang Yuan, and hurry up and pack our things."
Tong Zhaoer was full of disgust, but in front of so many people and Fang Chengxu, he couldn't show it.
"Although the house can't be saved, the gold, silver, and valuables in the house are so fine that they can't leave easily.
Even if I stayed, I couldn't help much, not to mention there were so many insects, ants, and poisonous snakes inside. For the safety of my children, I took the first step. You take your time to clean up. "
After saying that, Fang Yuan let go of her hand and led Zhao Ma into the carriage.
Seeing that begging her didn't work, Fang Yuan went to beg Fang Chengxu again: "Brother, my sister-in-law promised me that after she got married to you, she would take me to Beijing and take me to see the world. Now my mother and I have already You can’t ignore it when you’re homeless.”
How could Fang Chengxu be Tong Zhaoer's master: "We will wait until your sister-in-law arrives in Beijing and settles down. You and your mother will stay in Fucheng for the time being."
Old Mrs. Fang finally couldn't help it: "If it hadn't been for the promise from the General's Palace to give her a house in Shangjing, how could we have sold Fang's house and spent all our money to marry her?
Now that we are about to be kicked out, there must be a place for us in this house. "
Fang Chengxu turned to look at Tong Zhaoer with a troubled look on his face.
Tong Zhaoer was already impatient: "You are selling your house because you are poor. She lost the family property herself and it is all on my shoulders. What's more, my dowry was supplemented by half on the day of the wedding. This amount I haven't settled the account yet.
My mother and my third sister are both used to living in the countryside, so I'm afraid they won't be able to adapt when they go to Beijing. Look at the way they cry, make trouble, and hang themselves. They are not afraid of losing face for you. "
Old Mrs. Fang suddenly became anxious: "Who has embarrassed whom? A dog does not think the family is poor, and a son does not think the mother is ugly! Our Fang family is also a family of generals after all!"
Tong Zhaoer curled her lips in disdain, unwilling to listen to Old Mrs. Fang's continued nagging, and ordered the coachman to leave.
Fang Yuan could only watch Tong Zhaoer's carriage and the people from the General's Mansion disappear, and stamped his feet angrily: "Back then, you coaxed me with sweet words, and what you said was better than what you sang! Now I've turned my back and refuses to recognize anyone. I'm bah. !”
Old Mrs. Fang was so angry that she beat her chest and said, "This is the good wife you Fang Chengxu married after losing all his money. When the disaster comes, they will go away separately, and they won't even want my mother."
It's so satisfying. It's true that evil people still need to be punished by evil people. This is the retribution of this world for Old Mrs. Fang.
Fang Chengxu could only advise in a low voice: "In front of so many people, don't say these things to make people laugh. A Zhao is reasonable, how can he not tolerate you? Let me talk to her later."
"Turn back? What should we do now? Sleep on the street?"
Fang Chengxu looked at Liangjiang, pursed his lips twice, and could only lower his face and ask for help: "Liangjiang, do you think you can..."
"No!" Liang Jiang refused: "Just now, Lu Xingzhan also proposed that if you are really homeless, you can lend his house to you temporarily, but you have been aggressive.
So now, I can give you an hour to pack your things. Don’t wait until the time comes. "
Fang Chengxu's face turned red with anger: "Be a human being and keep a thin line! You can't do things too well!"
Liang Jiang chuckled: "Then you have to first ask your mother and sister what they did to me the day before yesterday, what Fang Chenghao did, and then reflect on whether you still have the nerve to say such things." "They did it. What?"
"They have the nerve to do it, but I don't have the nerve to say it!" Liang Jiang turned around and went back home: "Also, don't forget, the IOU in my hand will expire in less than a month."
Fang Chengxu turned his face and looked at Fang Yuan.
How could Fang Yuan dare to admit it? She retreated timidly: "Brother, don't listen to her nonsense. What can I do to her?"
Fang Chengxu saw her guilty look and knew that it was definitely not a good thing that could be seen in the light.
The Fang family's calculations failed time and time again, and the people around them began to rebuke them. It can be said that he has a bad reputation in Fucheng. Even if he stays, he will be too embarrassed to see anyone.
He could only call Shang Yuan into the house dejectedly and pack his luggage.
The Fang family has declined over the years, and before Liang Jiang came in, all his valuables had been sold off.
Load some gold and silver items, as well as personal clothes, antiques, jades, silks and satins that can be sold for money, all onto the carriage.
Old Mrs. Fang was crying, cursing and cleaning up. The broken house was worth thousands of dollars, and she couldn't bear to throw away anything. There are also ancestral tablets that must be taken away together.
Some of the servants in the mansion had signed a contract to sell themselves, so they had to follow Fang Chengxu.
Some long-term workers terminated their contracts directly.
But Mrs. Fang insisted that she didn't have the money to pay out the monthly silver she owed, so she let everyone take away what was valuable.
At this point, the entire house was almost ransacked.
Even if Mrs. Fang smashed the bottles and jars that couldn't be taken away, she didn't want to leave them with Liang Jiang.
Liangjiang ignored them and allowed them to do whatever they wanted, but they couldn't destroy the house.
An hour later, Mrs. Fang left Fang's house with runny nose and tears, and she turned around in three steps.
First he scolded Liang Jiang for being heartless, then scolded Tong Zhaoer for being cruel, and finally scolded Fang Chengxu for being a coward.
Fang Chengxu was indeed a coward and could not be Tong Zhaoer's master, but he could not leave his mother alone. He could only drive the carriage in the mansion, dragging Old Mrs. Fang and Fang Yuan with him, and the whole group headed straight to Beijing as if they were fleeing. .
Fangzhai was in chaos.
The smart ones among the servants understood that the Fang family was in doom. Without waiting for Liang Jiang to say anything, they consciously worked for Liang Jiang and cleaned up the messy yard.
Compared with the Fang family's ruthlessness and unrighteousness, the good girl is not a bit stronger. The new owner is the young master of the Earl's Mansion in the capital. Isn't this big tree more powerful than the Fang family?
Water flows to lower places and people go to higher places. This is an opportunity.
Liang Jiang lay tiredly on the soft couch in Tingzhu Garden, and finally slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
The matter finally came to an end for the time being. The Fang family was finally defeated.
After Lu Xingzhan finished handling the previous matters and returned to Tingzhuyuan, Yu's mother immediately handed over the sour plum soup calmed by well water.
Lu Xingzhan couldn't help but complain: "You are quite leisurely."
Liang Jiang closed her eyes: "The house is yours, I can't let myself get too old and make myself look like the mistress, so that others may misunderstand me."
Lu Xingzhan curled his lips: "Who are you? The majestic Lord of Fucheng. No one will think that you are Jiaojiao hidden in the golden house. What are you going to do next?"
(End of chapter)