After entering the book, I emptied the warehouse of my foster mother's house to farm

Ji Zixuan was also obedient. After drinking the Laba porridge cooked by Jiang Hao himself, he got up and went to find Uncle Ming.

Uncle Ming had asked the accountant to check and count all the company's land, farms, shops, cash, as well as the cloth, medicinal materials and various items stored in the warehouse, and wrote a thick booklet.

"My Lord, all that is in the palace is on this."

Ji Zixuan reached out to take the booklet, turned around and sat down aside, carefully reading it page by page.

In the past, the eldest son did not care about these trivial matters in the mansion. Why is he so...

The accountant looked at Uncle Ming, a little nervous.

Even though he had done no mistakes in accounting and had never embezzled any money, he was a little panicked when he saw the eldest son like this.

Uncle Ming waved to him to signal him to go and do his work first, and he stood aside, waiting for Ji Zixuan to ask him about anything he didn't understand in the booklet.

"Uncle Ming, how are you going to divide it?"

Ji Zixuan asked on a whim as he was flipping through the pages.

There had been thieves in the mansion before, but what was stolen were only some cash, antiques, calligraphy and paintings. The title deeds and land deeds of the shops, farms and mansions had always been kept by Uncle Ming, and now they are all recorded in a book.

Uncle Ming said quickly, "The house we lived in before will be given to the second wife. After all, the second wife and the third son are legitimate children, and their parents' families are in the city. They will definitely not be willing to give the farm to them. The fourth son is now alone, and he has a farm in the suburbs, surrounded by ten acres of thin land, so we will give it to him. Take the servants in his yard with you, and the rent from the paddy fields will be enough to support them."

"There are also shops in the public house. The second wife gets two shops, and the third wife gets one shop. The money in the account is distributed according to the proportion. It is all based on the rules of our ancestors. No one will find fault with it."

In other words, give them enough to shut their mouths.

Ji Zixuan had already finished reading the book and had a general idea in his mind.

He had no objection to what Uncle Ming said.

"Just do as you say. Let them move out before the New Year."

Uncle Ming glanced at Ji Zixuan, then lowered his eyes: "Yes."

The eldest son has really changed.

Liu refused to accept.

However, after making a fuss for a long time, she didn't even get to see Jiang Hao.

Why separate them?

"Second Madam, the county lady and the eldest son have done their utmost."

Uncle Ming handed her the list again and said, "If you make trouble again, even if they take the house back, you can file a lawsuit and cause a big uproar, and it will be justified."

The distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children, and between legitimate and inferior children, is reflected when the family is divided.

Liu glanced at the things she was given, opened her mouth, cursed Jiang a few times in her heart, and then stopped thinking about it.

Let's save some time for each other so that we can meet again in the future.

She looked at her son, who was almost as tall as her, and finally compromised: "I'll move!"

This is the case for the second wife, who is the legitimate daughter of the emperor, let alone the third wife.

Since his father disappeared, his mother died, and his second brother was sent to the ancestral grave, Ji Zijia was left alone. He was a man of few words, and now he is even more gloomy and silent.

You can live anywhere, and people who don’t have a permanent house may live more comfortably.

Ji Zijia took the list from Uncle Ming, nodded, thanked Uncle Ming, and asked the people in the yard to start packing up.

He didn't want to stay in this mansion for even a day longer.

Uncle Ming felt a little distressed when he saw that he didn't cry or make a fuss, but when he thought of what the Third Master, the Third Madam and the Second Young Master had done, his sympathy and pity for the Fourth Young Master disappeared in an instant.

If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not being born into a good family!