Reborn and married to uncle, husband and wife teamed up to abuse scum.

With a plan in mind, Tang Rong changed his attitude and looked up at the sky. "It looks like it's going to snow again. Let's find a place to stay tonight, get a pot of good wine, boil some hot water for foot soaking, and everyone should hurry up."

The bailiff sneered, "We don't have that kind of money."

"How can I ask you to go? I'll just have to trouble you to arrange it."

As he said this, he took out five taels of silver from his bag and gave it to the yamen runner, "Thank you for your hard work."

After receiving the silver, the yamen runners' attitude naturally became better, which slightly improved Tang Rong's situation. Unfortunately, before two days had passed, they encountered robbers. The robbers were also desperate. They knocked several people down, robbed Tang Rong's bag and ran away. If the old ox had not been unable to run, his bag would have been robbed as well.

A few yamen runners pretended to chase for a few steps and then retreated. Anyone who could come out to rob in such bad weather must be a desperate criminal, and they would not risk their lives.

Tang Rong, who had not a penny on him, had a dark face. Not only was his bag robbed, but he was also kicked twice, right in the chest, which hurt terribly.

"You still have to travel at this time, why don't you report to the authorities?"

The yamen runner grimaced in pain, "We can't delay our journey. We will report back when we get there. Let's go, and hurry up."

I've heard for a long time that this person is unlucky. It's true. He went from being a prince to a prisoner, and now he can't even keep his bag. If this isn't bad luck, how could it be?

The late old marquis of Weiyuan Marquis's Mansion was not much better off than he was when he started from scratch. How lucky was that?

Even this can't suppress this person's bad luck, it's so unlucky!

Tang Rong said that they should return to the capital. The yamen runner sneered, "Mr. Tang, have you forgotten that you were sent out of the capital by the emperor and have to hurry to serve in the army? Without the emperor's decree, you cannot return to the capital within three years."

"Let's go, we've already wasted too much time."

Without money to bribe the yamen runners, their attitude became worse than before. What was handed to Tang Rong was naturally something he had never seen before, a black steamed bread with a strange taste, so bitter that he could neither spit it out nor swallow it...

Time passed quickly and it was already the middle of winter. The managers of the shops and farms in the marquis's mansion came to settle accounts. In previous years, Tang Gang or Tang Rong were personally responsible for these matters. Tang Gang was worried about Wang Shi regarding the money, but unfortunately this year he had been ill for a long time and had a fever for two days before, almost turning him into a fool. He was weak and powerless.

Even so, he still kept these things in mind. Besides, it would not be easy for Tang Mo to hand these matters over to Manager Zhang.

But can Manager Zhang refuse?

"This morning, I sent someone to ask for leave, saying that I caught a cold and had a fever. When the wind blew, I felt pain in my bones. Your father even sent someone to check on me, saying that my lips were burnt purple. I burned two charcoal basins and covered myself with two quilts, but I was still shivering from the cold."

Wang smiled lightly, and Xin An understood instantly, "Manager Zhang is a very insightful person."

"It's a sense of the times."

Wang said that she had already reported the matter to the old lady, and that Tang Mo would handle these matters this year. "He should also learn how to handle these matters."

"It's not that difficult."

Xin An said that it was inevitable that the stewards would embezzle money. Anyone who handled so much money every day would be tempted, but it was necessary to control it, praise them when they should, and punish them without mercy. "Those stewards don't come to the mansion twice a year. They are respectable people outside, and they value respectability."

Wang smiled and said, "I mean, you'll have to work hard. The second brother has no problem dealing with those people, but he's not good at the accounts. You can help look at it when the time comes."

"Also, the New Year gifts to be sent to each household have been prepared. The second day of the twelfth lunar month is a good day, so we will choose that day to send them."

The wind outside was bitingly cold, and soon fine snowflakes began to fall again. Tang Gang, who was resting in bed in the front yard, almost coughed himself to death. Every time he coughed, he felt pain in his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. There was a faint trace of blood at the corners of his mouth. When Wang came back from Qiushiyuan and saw him, she felt that he was in a very miserable state.

"Take my note and invite the imperial physician. No matter what medicine he uses, he will get better in a few days. This year, when the managers come, let the second brother handle it. It's time for him to take on the responsibility. But those managers are so cunning. I'm afraid he can't control them. He has to keep an eye on them."

"My Lord, what you said is not right. Your health is the most important thing. Strong medicine is the most harmful to your health."

Wang thought that Tang Gang was trying to show up in order to prevent Tang Mo from seizing power. Although she looked down on him, she still hired an imperial physician for him. Now Tang Gang's physical condition was in her hands. She fed him tranquilizers before bed, opened the window and lifted his quilt in the middle of the night, closed the window and added charcoal during the day, and gave him a light diet when it was time to eat, and a light diet when it was time to eat a lot of tonic.

In this case, what good will it do even if more doctors come?

"Many elderly people suffer from illnesses in the winter, and they will be better in the spring, but we should also ask a doctor to take a look."

The imperial physician came the next afternoon. The old lady came to check on her son's condition out of concern for him. The imperial physician diagnosed Tang Gang for a long time and finally said that Tang Gang's illness was not serious to begin with and he would recover with a little rest. However, for some reason it had become a chronic illness and now the disease had spread to his lungs, so it would not be easy for him to recover.

The old lady asked about Tang Gang's condition in detail. The imperial physician combined the recent events in the Marquis' Mansion and said, "Your Majesty is worrying too much. You must know that thinking too much is harmful to your health. You must relax and be less angry. Anger hurts the liver."

The old lady could completely accept this reason. She knew too well what Tang Gang was thinking. At this time, Xin An came because her father-in-law was seriously ill. As a daughter-in-law, she had to come to visit. The old lady couldn't say anything in front of her. After a few words, Xin An tactfully withdrew, and Wang also followed, leaving space for the mother and son to get along.

"Why did father want to invite a doctor?"

Tang Gang didn't invite the imperial physician before, for fear that the imperial physician would say something inappropriate in front of the emperor.

Wang told Xin An what he said last night, "I'm just afraid that the second brother will gather those managers."

Xin An pondered for a moment, "Father took the initiative to ask my husband to shoulder the burden, and asked the imperial physician to see him. Is he afraid that my husband can't handle it?"

This statement is contradictory. It would be fine if Tang Gang was a kind father, but he is not!

She thought about it carefully, then looked up at Wang Shi and said, "If my guess is correct, father has already informed those managers, and they will embarrass husband on the day of the account. If the commotion gets bigger, father can come forward to deal with it. The final result is that you can't even handle such a small matter. Naturally, you need more experience and shouldn't be in charge of too many things."

Wang's...

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is the case. It seems that I have been too good to him. As a father, I actually plotted against my own son. If he hadn't died, Tang Mo would have to be in mourning now, which would have delayed his future. I really want to send him to the funeral within seven days!

Xin An smiled and comforted Wang, "Mother, there is no need to worry. No matter how glorious those stewards are outside, they are still servants of the Marquis' Mansion after all. If the master doesn't respect them, they will lose their dignity for the rest of their lives after a few beatings. I think this is an opportunity. I'm just afraid that those people may be respectful on the surface but have something to hide in their hearts. They want us not to find fault with them. If they dare to make trouble, they will be killed as a warning to the monkeys."

"We have to let them know who is the master."

In her opinion, Tang Gangshi was really down and out. He wanted to fight for this little power, and his methods were almost the same as those of a woman in the harem like her. He was always taking tricks. Tang Rong had inherited all his skills. How could he be the descendant of an upright old marquis?