Who cares about belated family affection? Family members beg for forgiveness

The old lady saw the Marquis with a cold face walking in from outside.

Take a look at the people following behind him?

"What's going on? Haven't things outside been settled yet?"

The Marquis was afraid that his mother's headache would recur, so he quickly waved his hand:

"Mother, it's okay, they have already gone back."

The Marquis looked at Lan Weiwei deeply.

For the first time, I felt disgusted.

"Now that I've left the ancestral temple, I must learn from this and not let things slip away so easily every time."

Lan Weiwei saluted her father obediently.

"Yes, father, Wei'er knows she was wrong and won't dare to do it again."

The Marquis's complexion looked better.

"Well, since you know you're wrong, just don't make the same mistake again."

Lan lowered his eyes slightly.

He tilted his head and looked in the direction of Lan Kexin.

But his eyes were full of resentment.

Lan Kexin's lips curled up slightly. This was what she called a long lesson.

It was obvious that he hated her even more.

However, what is there for her to be afraid of? As long as she dares to attack, she will dare to accept the attack.

Let’s see who will have the last laugh.

After everyone sat down.

Brothers Lan Mufan and Lan Muqing also hurried over.

Seeing this scene, Lan Kexin also realized that the Marquis might have something important to discuss.

She glanced around the room and finally sat down in the corner.

No matter what happens, as long as it has nothing to do with her, she won't speak.

The reason I am here today is to be a listener and get the information.

The old lady frowned when she saw this scene.

"What's going on?"

"Mother, this is a matter of the imperial court, and also of our mansion."

Everyone held their breath and waited for the Marquis to speak.

Lord Lan glanced around.

For some reason, when he looked at Lan Kexin, he stayed there for a while longer.

Only then did he retract his gaze.

"I just got a rumor that there's an infestation of locusts in the south, and there's a high probability that there will be no harvest this year.

Furthermore, the south has not seen a drop of rain for more than two months now."

Lord Lan paused here.

He scanned everyone's faces one by one.

"Qing'er, tell me, how should our Marquisate deal with this matter?"

"Father, the Emperor doesn't even know about this. Where did you hear it from?"

"Don't worry about where your father heard it from, since I received the news in advance.

Of course, we must come up with a countermeasure first, so that when the emperor asks questions during court tomorrow, we can have a plan to respond accordingly."

When Lan Kexin heard the news, she just frowned.

But he had his own plans in mind and didn't say a word.

However, she was curious about why he held such a meeting in his mansion when the ministers in the court needed to find a solution?

Soon, Lord Lan gave her the answer.

"I've thought it over carefully, and the only way to help the South overcome this disaster is through donations of money and supplies, so..."

Lord Lan looked at Madam Lan.

"Madam, for the next six months, we will live in poverty. We need to raise a sum of money and donate it to the court."

Lan Weiwei's gaze swept directly over Lan Kexin.

"Father, doesn't my sister think she has the best way to raise the money? Why ask us? Just ask her."

As soon as Lan Weiwei said this, everyone looked at Lan Kexin, waiting for her answer.

Lan Kexin originally lowered her eyes in thought.

He raised his head after hearing this.

Calmly accept everyone's attention.

"Look at what I'm doing. I can't do anything about it."

Lan smiled slightly:

"Sister, why don't you set up a stall on the street again and collect some more money, or come up with something else and let the gamblers gamble again."

Lan Kexin couldn't help laughing when she heard this.

"Well, since you know there are so many ways to make money, why don't you go yourself? Is it because you are too embarrassed to show your face?"

"You..." Lan was slightly angry.

Lan Mufan was displeased: "Sister is a girl in the boudoir, how can she show her face in public?"

Lan Kexin said "Oh" and nodded:

"Yes! How can a girl from the boudoir show her face in public?"

There was a sly look in her eyes:

"So, the next matter will be handed over to you three men to resolve. After all, you are the pillars of the Marquis' Mansion, both now and in the future."

Lord Lan stopped him irritably:

"Okay, now we're all trying to figure it out, what are you arguing about?"

Lan Kexin spread her hands and said, "Ask them why they push things away when they have problems."

"You are also a member of the Marquis' Mansion." The old lady said unhappily.

"So? I've never received a single cent of the Marquis's monthly allowance since I was a child. Shouldn't you give me the allowance?"

The old lady said: "Now when the Marquis' Mansion is in urgent need of money, you still ask for it."

Lan Kexin didn't care: "When the Marquis' Mansion didn't need silver, they never gave me a tael."

Madam Lan was dissatisfied: "When did the Marquis' Mansion not need money? Money is needed everywhere."

Ok?

Lan Kexin was amused by her words.

"Yes, you all need money, but I don't.

I grew up drinking the wind, and when I was hungry, I dug in the soil to fill my stomach.

When the weather changes, you pick leaves from the trees and sew them into clothes. You are all noble people."

"Is this the time to worry about these things?" the old lady asked angrily.

"You are the ones who want to argue with me, not me."

The Marquis glanced at her, then retracted his gaze and spoke quietly:

"Madam, how much money can the mansion still squeeze out? I will be the first to propose it. When the time comes, I will donate as much as possible."

Over the years, the Marquis's Mansion has expenses for everything, and there are many children in the mansion, so the Marquis has to attend various social events.

They had to make arrangements for every festival and holiday, and the money earned from the farm and the shop was only enough to cover the expenses of the mansion.

It was only because she tried her best to save that she was able to save so much money.

Mrs. Lan frowned. The Marquis wanted to donate silver, but where could she get it?

Seeing Mrs. Lan looking embarrassed.

There was a dangerous light in the Marquis's eyes.

"Don't tell your husband that you haven't saved any money in all these years of managing the household."

Mrs. Lan said:

"Marquis Mansion, the income has been low over the years, but the money needed to be spent is high. Where does the money come from? I will send all the account books to you later."

The Marquis doesn't care about account books.

"Since the family is yours to manage, whether you can save money or not is up to you. Since you don't have this ability, why didn't you say so earlier?"

Mrs. Lan's eyes turned red with grievance.

"My Lord, over the years, there are account books for all the expenses in the mansion."

Lord Lan waved his hands impatiently:

"Tell me, how much silver do you have left? Don't act pitiful in front of me."

When Mrs. Lan heard this, tears immediately fell down.

"Master Hou..."

Lord Lan's face became increasingly darker.

"Is it so difficult for you to give a number?"

Mrs. Lan didn't say anything.

Instead, he instructed Mammy:

"Go, call the accountant and Uncle Li and the others over, so that the Marquis can see what the Marquis's income has been over the years."