In ancient times, she gave birth to seven daughters and was divorced by her husband's family.

Bai Yansong felt humiliated, "You rebellious son... How dare you talk to me like that!"

"Why shouldn't I dare?" Bai Chuyao asked back, "You will no longer be the master of this family."

Just as the father and son were confronting each other fiercely, a burst of hurried footsteps came from afar!

A group of old men in brocade robes rushed over upon hearing the news, led by several elders of the Bai family.

They all had serious expressions, obviously they had heard the news and came here specifically to question the punishment.

"Chu Yao! What's going on?!"

Bai Deming, the leading elder of the clan, leaned on a cane and questioned in a stern voice.

"It's all spread like wildfire! They say you pushed Zhao's grave! Is that true?"

When Bai Chuyao saw them, instead of being panicked, a sneer appeared on his face.

The people he was waiting for finally arrived.

He did not answer directly, but turned his gaze to this group of so-called elders.

"The elders have arrived just in time."

His tone was calm, but it made everyone present feel a little uneasy...

"I have something to settle with you all."

Bai Deming frowned and slammed the crutch in his hand heavily on the ground.

"Settling accounts? We're here to ask you for your crime! You want to settle accounts with us?"

"That's right." Bai Chuyao nodded. "Back then, in order to protect my mother's grave and prevent her from being buried in the Bai family's ancestral tomb, I gave you all a lot of benefits, right?"

As soon as he said this, the expressions of several elders instantly became a little unnatural!

When Zhao Bingyu "died", she broke up with Bai Yansong and did not want to be buried in the Bai family's ancestral tomb after her death.

It was Bai Chuyao who tried hard to bribe these elders with the large dividends from the Bai family's assets in private, and they agreed to bury Zhao Bingyu in a Feng Shui treasure land in Kyoto, which was considered to give her dignity after her death.

“Now, things have changed.”

Bai Chuyao looked at the changing expressions of the elders and slowly told them an even more shocking news.

"My mother, she's not dead."

These words, like a thunderclap, exploded in the yard.

"She has now gone far away to the Western Regions."

"Since the person is not dead, then there is no need for this tomb to exist."

He paused, "Then, should I give back the benefits I gave you?"

"..."

The whole yard fell into deathly silence.

Everyone was speechless at the news.

Bai Yansong was the first to react. He widened his eyes, his face full of shock and absurdity.

"not dead?"

Zhao Bingyu is not dead?

So what has he been doing all these years?

The wife he thought was dead was actually still alive?!

Suddenly, Bai Yansong felt that... he didn't seem to love Zhao Bingyu as much anymore!

Why is that?

Just because Zhao Bingyu didn't die?

Bai Yansong felt as if he remembered the conflict he had with Zhao Bingyu before!

Between him and Zhao Bingyu, there is the dead Xie.

It’s so troublesome!

Several elders also looked at each other, their faces full of horror.

"Zhao Bingyu...isn't dead?"

This fact had a huge impact on them. It was unbelievable that a person who had been "dead" for many years was suddenly told that he was still alive.

After the shock, the elders immediately grasped the key point that was most advantageous to them.

Bai Deming was the first to come to his senses, and he immediately retorted fiercely.

"Nonsense! Even if Zhao Shi didn't die, why would he give back the benefits he gave us?"

Another elder of the clan immediately agreed.

"That's right! You gave it to your mother voluntarily so that she could have a good home! We didn't force you!"

"Now you say she's not dead? Who knows if that's true or not? Even if she's not dead, there's no way I can take back the benefits!"

They argued with each other, with a tough attitude, and refused to return the fat meat they had already eaten.

Bai Yansong also reacted. Although he was shocked that Zhao Bingyu was not dead, he could not tolerate Bai Chuyao challenging the authority of the entire clan at this moment.

"Bai Chuyao! You are so presumptuous! How dare you speak to the elders in such a way!"

He tried to side with the elders of the clan and unite them to suppress his son.

However, he underestimated Bai Chuyao.

Looking at the ugly faces of the people in front of him, Bai Chuyao's patience was finally exhausted.

He stopped talking nonsense.

"It seems that you are not going to be reasonable."

His voice grew colder. "If that's the case, don't blame me for not considering our clan's ties."

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Bai Chuyao's eyes.

"I'll say it one last time, spit it out."

"If you don't vomit..."

He paused and spoke word by word.

"Today, all of you must die!"

"???"

Bai Deming was shocked, but he didn't take it to heart and still remained stubborn.

"How dare you! Bai Chuyao, who do you think you are? This is the Bai family! Do you want to rebel?"

Bai Chuyao didn't say anything else.

He just raised his hand slightly.

Just at this moment.

brush!brush!brush!

Countless black figures appeared without warning.

They appeared silently from rooftops, from outside courtyard walls, from every corner...

These people were all dressed in tight clothes, holding weapons, and had cold eyes. They were the secret guards that Bai Chuyao had trained for many years.

At the same time, the sound of uniform footsteps could be heard outside the mansion's gate...

The three silent guards beside Bai Lu, Bai Qi, Mu Guiying, and Qin Liangyu, had appeared at the door at some point...

The three of them didn't show any unnecessary expressions.

Behind them were five hundred female soldiers wearing uniform soft armor and holding long swords.

The queue is neat and the atmosphere is murderous!

This army once quelled rebellions and saved lives during the Bailu period, and achieved great military success!

The iron-blooded aura emanating from them... made all the pampered elders present feel weak in the knees!

The five hundred female soldiers quickly surrounded the entire Bai Mansion, and the dark crowd of secret guards surrounded the elders and Bai Yansong in the yard.

The cold blade was pointed at every elder of the clan.

"..."

The air was silent.

Bai Deming and the other elders were so frightened by the scene that they nearly died! They almost had a heart attack!

They could never have imagined that Bai Chuyao would dare to mobilize such a large force.

This is not a simple threat, it is a naked use of force!

Bai Yansong was so frightened that he stood there in shock!

He looked at the murderous secret guards, then at the expressionless Bai Lu, and his eldest son who seemed like a different person...for the first time, fear arose in his heart!

Bai Chuyao walked up to Bai Deming and looked down at the elder who was trembling with fear.

"Now, can we talk?"

"You...you are plotting a rebellion! I'm going to file a complaint with the emperor!" Bai Deming shouted in a stern but cowardly manner.

"Please do as you please." Bai Chuyao didn't care. "But you have to walk out of this door alive first."

Bai Deming's body began to tremble violently.

He looked at the knife on his neck and finally understood that Bai Chuyao was serious.

He really dares to kill people.

"I...I'll pay..."

He used all his strength to squeeze out two words from between his teeth.

"What about you?" Bai Chuyao's eyes swept over the other elders.

Those old men who usually acted arrogantly had lost all their arrogance at this moment, and they all nodded in a hurry.

"We pay! We all pay!"

"Master, please spare us! We will return the things immediately!"

In the face of absolute force, this is all nonsense.

Bai Chuyao nodded with satisfaction.

"very good."

He looked at Bai Qingze who was standing outside the door not far away.

"Third brother, I'll leave this matter to you. Return to me everything they've taken over the years, including the principal and interest, without losing a cent."

"Yes, big brother." Bai Qingze responded calmly.

Bai Chuyao finally turned his gaze to Bai Yansong, whose face looked as pale as death.

"Father."

he said coldly.

"From today on, you are no longer qualified to interfere in the affairs of the Bai family. Just stay in your yard and enjoy your retirement."

"After all, I was the original Patriarch of the Bai Family!"

Bai Yansong's lips were trembling and he fainted from anger!

He knew that the situation was hopeless...

Bai Chuyao and the others were no longer constrained by their mother Zhao Bingyu.

It’s simply... enough to lift the sky up!

They have no weaknesses.

"..."

Bai Chuyao looked at the chaotic scene in front of him without any ripple in his heart.

He knew this was just the beginning.

Things are about to change in the Bai family.

And he will control all of this with his own hands!

He holds up the sky for his brothers and sisters!

......

Twilight.

Bai Qingze was wearing a stone-blue brocade robe with dark patterns. The collar and cuffs were carefully trimmed with silver thread. His face was as handsome as a banished immortal, and his long eyelashes were like broken feathers. He looked both calm and noble.

He stood in front of the wide main gate of the Bai family mansion, with more than twenty accountants and shrewd and capable managers behind him.

Each of these people held an account book and an abacus, with a solemn expression, waiting for orders.

Bai Qingze said in a deep voice.

"Today's matter concerns the very foundation of our Bai family. You are all elders of our Bai family and you all know the rules. Act according to the roster and check every penny carefully."

Everyone responded in unison: "As you command, Third Young Master!"

The team then split into five groups and set off in a mighty manner.

Their goal today is to take back the family businesses that have been in the hands of the elders for many years.

Bai Qingze personally led a group of people and first headed to the fertile farmland in the south of the city.

The carriage drove out of the bustling inner city, and the view suddenly opened up.

Endless fields stretch out, with ridges crisscrossing and ditches like a net.

This 3,000-mu piece of prime irrigated land was once the most important source of grain for the Bai family. It was controlled by the third uncle Bai Jingde in the name of trusteeship for a full twelve years.

The carriage stopped in front of the largest farm on the edge of the field.

The village is built with blue bricks, with tall walls and an imposing gatehouse.

Bai Jingde had already been waiting at the door with his son and family, his face looking extremely grim.

Bai Qingze got off the carriage, and the accountant immediately came forward and unfolded a thick booklet.

"Third Uncle, according to the old clan records, these three thousand acres of fertile land and the hundred acres of mulberry forest at the foot of the southern mountain are all family property. Now, I have come here on the orders of the head of the family to reclaim them."

Bai Jingde's face turned pale and his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a word.

"OK......"

These words were squeezed out from between his teeth, showing how reluctant he was.

Bai Qingze ignored his emotions and just waved to the manager behind him.

"Count the land deeds and property titles, check the granary stocks, and settle the tenant leases. All accounts must be sealed immediately and brought back to the family."

The stewards received the order and immediately entered the farm in an orderly manner and began to count and hand over the items.

Bai Jingde's son seemed unwilling to give in and wanted to step forward to argue.

"Nephew Qingze, this... isn't this a bit too hasty? You have to give us some time to prepare..."

They haven't done their accounts yet.

Bai Qingze glanced at him coldly.

"time?"

"Isn't the time my father gave you enough?"

"I haven't been ready for so many years, and it's only a matter of seconds?"

He said no more, and after half an hour, he turned and walked to another place.

Next is the largest silk shop in the city, "Jinxiu Pavilion".

This three-story shop occupies the most prosperous intersection in the East Market. The facade is made of the finest golden nanmu wood, with carved beams and painted buildings, and it is extraordinary and imposing.

This is the property of the fifth uncle Bai Jingyi.

When Bai Qingze's team arrived, the guys in the shop were all panicked and looked at the fat figure behind the counter.

Bai Jingyi forced a hypocritical smile and came forward.

"Oh, Qingze is here. Why didn't you tell me in advance so I could prepare."

Bai Qingze did not exchange pleasantries with him, but simply gestured for the accountant to come forward.

"Fifth Uncle, Jinxiu Pavilion, along with the dyeing workshop in the west of the city, the weaving workshop in the north of the city, and the seventeen shops under its name, are all taken back today."

The accountant's voice was clear and loud as he read out the properties one by one.

"Also, according to the records from that year, my father allocated a total of 38,000 taels of silver to start the project. Uncle Wu, please return the principal."

Bai Jingyi's smile froze on his face, and his fat kept trembling.

"Qingze, this...this shop has not been easy to run over the years. On the books..."

"We will personally check the balance of the accounts."

Bai Qingze interrupted him.

"I'm here today to collect only two things. One is the property title, and the other is the capital you should return. As for the profit or loss, my eldest brother said it's a mercy outside the law, so I won't bother with you."

He looked around at the luxuriously decorated shop.

"My eldest brother also said that if we want to collect the principal and interest, the thirty-eight thousand taels from ten years ago would probably be more than double now... Fifth Uncle, what do you think?"

Bai Jingyi broke out in a cold sweat and dared not say another word.

He knew very well that he had made a lot of money from these shops over the years, but most of the money had been used to fill the holes of his own squandering, and he had very little cash on hand...

The handover process was not always smooth.

When another team went to the Xishan Mine occupied by Seventh Uncle.

My seventh uncle was a rude and arrogant man. He relied on the hundreds of miners and servants under his command and dared to refuse to see anyone.

When the news reached Bai Qingze, he was counting a mansion in the wealthy area of ​​the city.

It was a large house with five courtyards and two exquisite gardens. It was the private property of my eighth uncle, and now it was to be liquidated to pay off debts!