An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

this day,

Five or six shopkeepers gathered together again and came to the marquis's mansion to ask for an explanation from their masters.

But the old marquis and the prince didn't know whether he was really away or not, only Madam Peng was in the mansion.

As soon as the shopkeepers saw the lady, they couldn't help but complain.

"Madam! If this continues, even the thugs on the street will think that we, the Pingyang Marquis Mansion, are easy to bully.

"What should I do if they come looking for trouble every day, losing money and eating for free? I'm afraid it will be difficult to run the shop!" said an elderly shopkeeper in a trembling voice. He felt that it was time to retire to his hometown to retire.

Mrs. Peng has been in a state of panic recently. It is not enough to pay out all the money in the public account. There are still a lot of bad debts submitted every day, which she cannot handle.

She sighed and asked, "What do you say we should do?"

The shopkeepers looked at each other, not knowing how to answer for a moment. They came to ask their master for advice, so how come the ball was kicked back to them?

At this moment, there was another commotion outside. It turned out that the heads of the two villages had also rushed over, and they were very anxious, with anxious and helpless expressions on their faces.

The first village head came in with a sad face and said, "Madam, the land in our village has been taken away by farmers from nearby villages for no reason, and they shamelessly claim that it was originally theirs.

We asked them to produce proof, but they instead asked us to produce the land deeds as proof, or else they would file a lawsuit. They took advantage of us and acted so confidently, it really infuriates me!"

Another village headman was even more worried. He said, "Madam, the village wall was smashed and a section was demolished by thugs from the nearby villages. Many people stole vegetables and crops in the middle of the night. One night, they even stole fish, chickens, and ducks. We can't defend it."

We complained to the village head yesterday, but he said that the land in Zhuangzi originally belonged to his village and accused us of forcibly seizing it.

They even threatened to take the manor back if we couldn't produce the land and house deeds.

As he spoke, two people followed behind the village head. One of them was limping; the other had wounds on his face and hands, and his body was definitely not going to heal. They all had sad faces.

The head of the village said tremblingly, "Madam, if you don't report it to the authorities, even I and my family won't dare to live in the village anymore.

Two days ago, my mother-in-law rented a house with her wife and grandson and moved out, and the farmhand we had originally hired didn't dare to come.

Madam, please help! The crops are almost ready for harvest. Don’t let the villagers cut them down!”

Another village head also echoed: "Now the people in the village don't come to make trouble with us, but at night many people live directly in the village, and some even harass the women in the village.

Nowadays women and children are afraid to go out, so it seems that it is safer to send them away.

But when will this end? Even if we report it to the authorities and drive them out, I’m afraid there will be no peace in the village from now on.”

Hearing about the situation at the farm, the shop owners fell silent. They had originally wanted the wife to solve the shop's problems as soon as possible, but now that the farm was in such a mess, they were afraid that the wife was even more anxious than them, so they didn't dare to speak up.

At this time, a bold shopkeeper said cautiously, "Madam, not only are our old customers tearing up their contracts, but even the new customers we finally persuaded to cooperate are worried that we are a scam and are demanding that we take the shop deed to the government to sign a contract before they will be satisfied."

The house deed and the land deed, this is the key, how could she not know this?

Peng's heart was in turmoil after hearing this. She knew that if things continued like this, the Marquis's fortune would be ruined. But the old Marquis and the Crown Prince refused to intervene. What could a woman like her do?

……

"Liuli, send someone to keep an eye on the front yard. Report immediately when the prince returns."

After the shopkeepers left, Mrs. Peng could no longer suppress her anger and smashed the brand new set of blue and white porcelain tea bowls on the table to pieces.

The sound of the tea bowl breaking was particularly harsh in the silent room. The maids kneeling outside were so scared that they were trembling all over and dared not even breathe.

Liuli responded and walked out of the room quickly.

As soon as she left the house, the kneeling maids raised their heads, their eyes filled with fear and helplessness, and more of a retreat.

Liuli glanced at them and sighed in her heart, but she was powerless to do anything.

She turned around and whispered a few words to the servant guarding the door. The servant nodded and bowed as if he had been pardoned, and ran out as if he was escaping for his life.

Liuli stood in the corridor, looking at the servant's receding back, feeling mixed emotions.

She had been with Mrs. Peng for many years and knew her temper well.

Mrs. Peng has an ordinary appearance, but a very strong temper, and is particularly sensitive to the affairs of the prince.

Ever since marrying into the Marquis's mansion, Peng had been hell-bent on capturing the prince's heart. Unfortunately, the prince was a playboy, unwilling to be bound by her constraints. The stricter Peng's control, the more he wandered away, and now he even refused to return home.

The lady could not keep the prince, nor did she allow him to enter the rooms of the concubines in the backyard. Even the three maids who came with her as a dowry were beaten with a stick and sold out by the lady just because the prince looked at them a few more times.

Now, besides a wet nurse, the lady was left with only a first-class maid. The third-class maids outside were young and inexperienced, and could not be of any use at all.

She looked back into the room and saw Mrs. Peng sitting on the couch, twisting a handkerchief. Her face was ashen, and she was obviously very angry.

Madam, I'm afraid you'll have waited in vain again this time. The prince is now lingering in the gentle pleasures of the world outside, so how could he even remember to return home? Even if he did come back, he would only be perfunctory and would not sincerely help Madam solve her problem.

Liuli shook her head slightly, turned back into the house, and carefully picked up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground.

She didn't dare say much and could only accompany her wife silently, but she felt a little uneasy in her heart.

The Marquis' Mansion today is no longer the glorious one it once was. Troubles are piling up outside, and there's no one to lead the charge inside. If things continue like this, I'm afraid a major chaos is about to break out.

She began to worry about her future.