The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

The eunuch who delivered the imperial edict did not say anything when he saw that the prince was wearing casual clothes and had not been given any gifts.

I just thought that the prince had received the family letter about the Marquis' death in advance and had not yet recovered from the shock. He hated this kind of offensive imperial edict the most, as it did not bring any benefits and only resulted in complaints.

The prince knelt on the ground in a daze. The imperial edict reprimanded the old marquis for a series of mistakes, including his poor defense of the border.

Because he had lost the emperor's favor, he also ordered his heir to be demoted by two ranks. This was a break from common practice and he did not give the deceased any posthumous honors at all.

After the eunuch left, a group of people were busy dismantling the plaques and various items in the mansion that exceeded the regulations.

The butler helped the prince aside and hurried to arrange the old marquis' funeral.

The prince felt a little numb in his head. How could he be demoted two ranks in the succession to the title? He had previously sent a large box of top-grade agate to Prince Fu to smooth things over.

At that time, Prince Fu was very satisfied and was confident that he could keep his position as Marquis.

How come things changed in just two days? Has something happened?

The doorman came again to tell them that Prince Fu had sent someone to deliver a box of things.

The prince took a few quick steps. This box was a gift from him to Prince Fu. Could it be that he knew that the task was not accomplished so he sent it back to him?

He opened the box, and inside was all broken agate. The prince trembled all over, "This is too much. He actually smashed everything. What does Prince Fu mean by this? Is he disassociating himself from me because I have lost my power?

This is an insult to me. Where is the person who delivered the box? Did he bring any message?"

The doorman didn't dare to look up, "My Lord, Prince Fu's people said, said..."

He secretly raised his eyes to see the prince's sullen face, and said in a lower voice, "You are more concerned about gain than death, my Lord."

The prince's sullen face began to turn red, and the butler quickly waved his hand to drive the doorman away.

Suddenly, the servant next to him exclaimed, "The prince is vomiting blood!"

The Marquis' Mansion was busy arranging the old Marquis' funeral while looking for a doctor to treat the Crown Prince.

Qiwu had not expected such an unexpected surprise, so he felt somewhat bewildered as he had energy but nowhere to use it.

"The prince just fell like that? This hasn't even started yet."

Tutu thought this was not bad, as it would not dirty his hands. "I didn't expect that the prince would be like this just because of a demotion. Power is like poison to men.

The box that Prince Fu sent back contains the agates that you processed, right? "

Qiwu felt that the box of agate was a complete surprise. After all, she had sprinkled elixir powder on the agate in the beginning to punish the thief who had dealt with it.

Although agate treated with instruments looks more translucent and has improved appearance, it becomes very brittle and easily breakable.

She originally guessed that the prince might give it away or sell it, and that the fragile agate would be a pitfall for the prince.

But I did not expect that it would provide an additional boost at the point of inheriting the title.

Tutu was very happy, "What a good gift! Prince Fu probably thought I was playing a trick on him, so he worked against me in the matter of inheriting the title, hahahaha,

Is he going to be a count or a fourth viceroy in the future?"

Qi Wu smiled and said, "He is an earl, and without the tenth prince to rely on, basically anyone in this capital can come and take a bite.

And because of Manju, I have offended Prince Fu. I think I can find a way to get out of this situation. This drama has already reached the middle stage. "

Dramas happened one after another in the mansion. The prince was ill and couldn't live in the aunt's courtyard, so he moved to the young master's house temporarily.

Qiwu has not yet cleared out the inventory at the young master's place. Qiwu has checked and found that there is nothing good in the young master's warehouse, only some exquisite toys.

But now in the entire mansion, not counting the properties of the Marquis's Mansion and only counting the finances of the mansion, he is even the richest person in the mansion.

So the butler went to Qiwu to ask for money to hold the old marquis' funeral. Qiwu took the opportunity to grab the butler and said that he had already sold the dowry silver shop and cloth shop, but the money from the sales was stolen.

There is only one embroidery shop left, but it is in a bad location and cannot be sold.

The housekeeper had a worried look on his face and sent someone to ask where the people from the Qiwu tribe who sent the holiday gifts were. That would probably be the biggest income for the mansion in the near future.

As a result, the person delivering the gift was blocked by a flood halfway and changed direction, and happened to lose contact.

The housekeeper could only transfer to the cousin and the young master.

My cousin has been living in seclusion since she shed her skin. She was sent away by the housekeeper with the words "she was recuperating". Besides, my cousin is a distinguished guest and is unable to manage the expenses of the mansion.

The butler had no choice but to go find the young master. The prince had been in a coma since he vomited blood, and he didn't dare to disturb him for these financial matters.

The young master was very interested in handling these matters. He had just turned ten last month and considered himself half an adult. When he took the account book handed over by the housekeeper,

After flipping through the account book a few times, he impatiently put it aside.

"Just tell me how much silver you need and how much is still missing."

The butler took the account book from his side and said, "Master, a total of 15,000 taels are needed. The funeral of the old marquis is expected to cost 12,000 taels, and the expenses of the public treasury will require another 3,000 taels.

There are only 3,000 taels in the account book that have just been delivered by various shops, and there is still a shortage of 12,000 taels.

The young master was so frightened that he almost jumped up, "What? Are you short of twelve thousand taels?"

The housekeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead and flipped through the account book. "The property of the public has been living beyond its means these years, and the output of the manor is not very good."

The young master frowned and said, "Sell the shop with the worst product."

The butler's back was almost soaked with sweat. "Master, selling the property won't work without the approval of the prince, oh no, the uncle."

The young master felt that running a business was not that interesting anymore. "So what do you mean?"

The butler almost dared not speak, "Young Master, why don't you pay the money you have first? The prince will definitely return it to you when he recovers from his illness."

The young master slammed the table and said angrily, "How can I have more than 10,000 taels of silver? I only have the 3,000 taels my mother left me. Forget it, just put it in the account."

He imitated the prince's habit and tapped the table with his fingers, "Have you asked over there?"

The housekeeper understood, "The Crown Prince's wife's place was also emptied by unknown thieves. There's not even a bed. Her storeroom was also robbed earlier. Everything that could be sold in the dowry shop was sold. The embroidery shop that couldn't be sold was not in a good location and was not worth much."

The young master was a little annoyed, "Then sell the servants in her yard."

The housekeeper was frightened to death by the young master's audacity, "The eight people in the prince's wife's courtyard are her dowry, and the other eight servants who clean the house are the ones provided by the mansion."

The young master picked up the teacup and said, "Then clear out the servants assigned to her by the mansion. What kind of expenses does the government have that require five thousand taels? Tell me the bulk of it."

The housekeeper flipped through the account book, "This month's public expenditure includes eight hundred taels of silver for the old lady's medicine and supplements.

The expenses and purchases for the public kitchen are five hundred taels.

The monthly salary for everyone in the mansion is 1,200 taels.

There is also a fee of 500 taels for removing the items that are out of order."

The young master frowned.

"Grandma's... forget it, the expenses cannot be reduced. The expenses for the kitchen in the public house and the monthly salary will be postponed to next month.

Take a count of all the servants, clear out a group of them, and sell off those who don’t perform well.”

The housekeeper put away the account book and said, "Master, families like ours usually don't sell out their servants. Sometimes they even give a few taels of silver when they are released."

The young master was somewhat dissatisfied. "There are only four proper masters, and more than 200 servants. Where do they get so much work? I know that my father cleared out a group of slaves a few months ago and found more than 100,000 taels."

The housekeeper sighed, "Then you decide which people to clear out."

At this point, the young master became interested. "First, clear out the servants in her courtyard who were assigned by the mansion, and then sell the maids in the front yard. Pair the children born in the family with boys, and sell the ones bought from outside.

Each of the concubines in the backyard is only assigned one maid, how many are there?"

The housekeeper sighed, "60,"

The young master thought he was a genius.

However, the one who was most anxious to get rid of the maids in the mansion was not Qiwu, but the cousin.

The cousin who heard the letter was shocked, "What? Ning'er was sold?"