Confiscated property and exiled? I and the charlatan prince are competing against each other

Hearing what Master Jia said, Master Lin looked solemn for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "If my son is interested in exiled prisoners, it is not impossible to get it done with some money."

After that, he looked at Steward Lin and said, "Go and arrange for this exile team to come to my Lin's house for a feast."

Master Lin bowed to Master Jia again and said, "Master Jia, I will have to trouble you to help me find out who my son likes."

"In order to quell the resentful evil spirit, I will naturally help with all my strength." Taoist Master Jia nodded slightly.

The Lin family re-arranged the mourning hall and music started playing again. If outsiders did not take a closer look, they would not be able to tell whether it was a funeral or a wedding.

There were only seven empty houses in the village, and more than twenty exiled prisoners were crammed into one, barely finding a place to sit.

Fortunately, the villagers often maintain this mud house. Although it is simple and a little dusty, it does not leak.

Wang Dashan was also afraid that the exiled prisoners would catch a cold, so seeing that there was a pot in the house, he allowed the exiles to form teams to boil hot water.

"Captain, it's noon and we haven't had lunch yet. It doesn't matter whether the prisoners are hungry or not. Our brothers are starving. Shall we start cooking now?" Li Xiaoyao asked Wang Dashan.

"It's raining heavily and the place is small, so it's not convenient to prepare good food. Let Liu Nanyue make a pot of meat soup." Wang Dashan made arrangements.

Ever since Wang Dashan arranged for someone to buy meat last time and made more than 10,000 taels of silver from the exiles, he has tasted the sweetness.

Liu Nanyue’s cooking skills are indeed good. Regardless of whether Wu Chi is dead or alive, she and her daughter have never had a good life in the Wu family.

Now that Wu Chi is dead, Old Lady Wu vents all her anger and resentment on Liu Nanyue and Wu Zhaodi.

Her cooking skills were appreciated by the officials, and Liu Nanyue used this skill to secure the opportunity to cook for the officials.

She followed the officials with her daughter Wu Zhaodi because they still relied on her to cook and the officials did not make things difficult for her. Old Mrs. Wu wanted to cause trouble for Liu Nanyue but was afraid of the officials, so she naturally could not do anything.

Moreover, if she helped with the cooking and the officials ate meat, she would be rewarded with a bowl of meat soup.

This kind of self-reliant life made Liu Nanyue feel much more comfortable than when she was in the Wu Mansion.

Li Xiaoyao was taking Liu Nanyue to the kitchen in the officials' rest yard to prepare a meal when they saw Steward Lin coming with an umbrella.

Steward Lin had a happy face and bowed to him: "Greetings, sir. My master has made many good friends and is having a wedding recently. I heard that you are staying here, so I sent you to the Lin Mansion to have a feast."

"Eating a banquet?" Li Xiaoyao was stunned.

When entering the village, I saw a wealthy family at the entrance of the village playing music and singing in a festive mood.

Moreover, he had a keen nose and could smell the aroma of meat coming from the Lin Mansion when he entered the village.

"Thank you, Butler Lin, but I still have to ask the captain for instructions." Li Xiaoyao replied with a smile.

Who would want to spend time making soup on a rainy day when you can have a feast?

Wang Dashan was also a little surprised when he received the message.

I thought that there are indeed some wealthy families who are willing to give alms.

Now that the Lin family is holding a wedding, and they happen to be in the village, the Lin family is a kind-hearted family, so it is reasonable for them to send people to invite them to a banquet.

Wang Dashan didn't think much about it and nodded to agree to attend the banquet.

Thinking that these exiles were also on the invitation list, he went to each room one by one with a whip in hand, and mentioned the invitation to the Lin Mansion with a fierce face.

With a sound of breaking through the air, Wang Dashan lashed the muddy ground with the long whip in his hand, creating a groove one centimeter deep.

He reminded with a stern face and fierce eyes: "The Lin family is kind enough to invite you to the banquet, but I have to say something ugly in advance. You should enjoy your meal and follow the team back after eating. If anyone dares to cause trouble, don't be afraid of being whipped."