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The next day,

It's getting dark.

The servant finally came back and reported that the old marquis and the prince had returned home.

Mrs. Peng had been waiting impatiently for a long time. As soon as she heard the news, she rushed to the front yard with Liuli and the wet nurse in a rage.

"Greetings, Lord Marquis and Crown Prince!"

Mrs. Peng barely suppressed her anger, bowed reluctantly, and then sat down opposite Prince Chu Xuan.

She didn't even glance at the tea handed to her by the servant. She directly took out the account book of the mansion and spread it out on the table next to the Marquis. She spoke to her father-in-law Chu Lingfeng in a cold and hard tone.

"My Lord, if you don't hand over the key to the warehouse, the title deeds, and the servants' indentures, your daughter-in-law will have no way of managing this household."

There was a hint of sarcasm and dissatisfaction in Mrs. Peng's voice, and she stared straight at Chu Lingfeng, showing no respect for him at all.

Marquis Chu Lingfeng and Prince Chu Xuan acted as if they didn't hear anything. They didn't say a word and didn't look through the account books, as if all this had nothing to do with them. They remained silent for a long time.

Seeing this, Mrs. Peng was furious. She bowed slightly and continued, "Because the two gentlemen refused to file a lawsuit and refused to produce the property deeds for the shopkeepers to file a lawsuit, the business in the shop has been completely impossible this month.

Not to mention making money, there are quite a few businesses that result in losses.

I think the housekeeper has told you that a few days ago, there was a quarrel between the two manors, and the village heads were waiting for the two masters to make a decision.

The food and drink expenses for the hundreds of people in the mansion also all cost silver.

The public treasury is now running out of money. Are you two supposed to supplement it from your private treasury, or what else can you do?"

The more Peng spoke, the angrier she became. She had really had enough of this period. The two men in the family were each more useless than the other. Whenever something went wrong, they would hide away and never show up.

She even began to wonder how the daughter of the great general's mansion had managed the household so well. How could she have managed the mansion so neatly? But when it came to her, it became a mess. Was it all her own fault?

In fact, some things are not difficult to solve. As long as you take out the marquis's private seal, or the land deed or house deed, and submit it to the government, the problem can be solved.

But these two people were like guarding against thieves, and refused to give her anything, not even letting her touch the warehouse key.

Mrs. Peng felt vaguely uneasy, suspecting that the farm and shops in the mansion had long been pawned by the father and son. Otherwise, how could they not have anything to take out when they were in such a critical situation?

Chu Xuan lazily lay on the back of the chair, his eyes wandering, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

He glanced at his father Chu Lingfeng who was sitting at the top, and thought to himself that as long as his father was there, it wouldn't be his turn to bear the brunt of the burden even if the sky fell.

As for Peng's complaints, he was too lazy to listen.

After a long while, Chu Lingfeng spoke coldly, his tone tinged with reproach: "How come you've only been managing so many shops and farms for so long and you're already running out of money?"

There was no warmth in his tone, but one could tell he was in the wrong, and his voice no longer had the sharpness that one's status should have.

Chu Xuan also lazily followed up with a perfunctory remark: "Just take care of it, don't let people outside laugh at it."

After he said that, he closed his eyes, feeling very upset.

When he saw Mrs. Peng's face, he felt disgusted and didn't want to listen to her chatter.

Chu Xuan's thoughts drifted to the past.

At that time, his mother and Concubine Liu were still alive, and he lived a carefree life. How could he have such troubles? He didn't have to worry about money at all. Jing was like a money basket, and it came to him at will.

But I don’t know since when the Marquis’ Mansion became like this.

Although he didn't have many wives and concubines, his parents were still alive, his family was harmonious, and he had children around him...but now everything was a mess.

It is even more heartbreaking to think that I don’t know whether the crazy child in Zhuangzi is still alive.

Seeing that the two men were not in a hurry and did not take her words seriously, and even refused to take the account books handed over, Mrs. Peng could no longer suppress the anger in her heart.

She stood up suddenly, her tone sharp, "My Lord, you didn't even look at the account books, so how do you know where the money went? If that's the case, I won't care anymore. You decide what to do! We can't open the shop now, and the farm's harvest this year will surely be snatched away by someone else. If we don't solve this problem, our whole family will be left starving!"

After saying that, she grabbed the account book on the table and threw it out with force. The account book drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

Peng had already made up her mind that if this continued, the Marquis' Mansion would definitely become a bottomless pit.

Do you want her to use money from her dowry to supplement your income?

No way! She's not someone to be trifled with, nor someone to be manipulated.

Today she originally wanted to force them to hand over the warehouse keys and the property deeds, but she didn't expect the two of them to act crazy and stupid, unable to produce anything and offering no solution.

The more Peng thought about it, the angrier she became. She had originally married into the Marquis's mansion wanting to be the mistress of the house with unlimited glory, hold the property firmly in her hands, and give birth to one or two more sons.

But now, not only is Jing's dowry of ten miles of red makeup not seen, even the old marquis's wife's dowry is nowhere to be found.

The father and son treated her completely as an outsider. Now that they had lost their money, they couldn't even hope to have a son. They even wanted to take advantage of her.