Your Majesty, are you serious about not arguing? "

"He is the eldest brother..." Fan Lingxian said dejectedly. It wasn't that he didn't want to fight, but he had too many concerns and was even a little afraid.

"So what about the eldest house? Your grandfather bought back the ancestral house at double the price. In order to buy back the ancestral house, the Fan family went through a lot of trouble. They have only recovered now. You Nianqing, but what happened to the eldest house back then? Treat our group?"

Fan Ping said a lot of things sincerely. How did he treat his family when he was so proud? Not only did they not take care of them, but they also bullied their group.

As a third-generation veteran of Fan Lingxian's family, he has personal experience. No one knows some of the things that happened that year better than him. It can be said that although Fan Lingxian's grandfather died of illness, he fell ill in order to buy back his ancestral home. Pour.

It can also be said that he was killed by the headmaster.

Fan Lingxian's cheek muscles twitched, but he didn't say a word. He knew what Uncle Fan said, but he had some scruples.

"Lingxian, are you concerned about his backers?" Uncle Fan asked in a deep voice. He was making his last effort. If Fan Lingxian was still like a helpless man, he would have no choice but to leave the Fan family and go home to retire.

"Yes." Fan Ling hesitated for a moment before nodding and admitted that he was indeed worried about his cousin's backer. It was too powerful, so powerful that he did not dare to have any resistance.

"Lingxian, you are confused." Fan Ping pointed at Fan Lingxian, beat his chest and cursed, are you so fucking dizzy? What if Huang Taiji supports him? This is Daming, Daming, do you understand?

This is the legacy that your parents and you have worked so hard to build, why should you give up? Are you worthy of your parents and your family?

You have also seen that those people are ambitious, cruel, and arrogant. Now they are guests in your home, and they have even ruined your most beloved concubine. I am afraid it will be even worse in the future. That's all. Think about it.

Fan Ping's mouth went dry as he spoke. Seeing that Fan Lingxian was still lowering his head and had no intention of speaking, he shook his head and let out a sigh full of disappointment and helplessness. Just as he was about to leave, a servant came in with a panic and reported.

"Master, it's bad, Mrs. Yunxiang committed suicide by swallowing gold."

"Damn it, Madam died of a sudden illness, do you hear me clearly?" Fan Lingxian jumped up suddenly as if he had been stung by a poisonous scorpion, and angrily unleashed a barrage of firepower on his servant.

"Ah..." The servant was dumbfounded, what kind of situation is this.

"Be careful of trouble coming from your mouth, watch your mouth." Fan Ping glared at the servant and warned, but a happy smile appeared on his face.

His earnest words were finally not in vain. The master was awakened by his scolding and finally made a clear choice.

"Uncle Fan, go and take care of it and bury it according to Madam's specifications."

"Yes, sir." Fan Ping responded loudly, the smile on his face unable to conceal the excitement and joy in his heart.

Fan Ping was worthy of being a three-generation veteran of the Fan family and was extremely efficient in his work. Under his control, the few insiders did not dare to speak nonsense and all agreed that Mrs. Yunxiang died of a sudden illness.

"Brother, I have caused you trouble." After hearing the news, Fan Cheng quickly came over to apologize and comfort him, and generously took out five thousand taels of silver notes as compensation for Fan Lingxian.

"Hey, cousin, why are you so embarrassed? It's just a concubine, haha." Fan Lingxian said disapprovingly, but he reached out to take the bank note and carefully put it into his arms.

Seeing him looking greedy, Fan Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. These damn guys were causing him trouble. If he had known this, he shouldn't have come.

"Cousin, you followers have gone too far."

"I will discipline them well..." Fan Cheng's face was full of embarrassment and helplessness. He was only speaking superficially. These followers are all very important over there. How can he, a slave, manage them?

Don't worry, don't even think about it.

"Well, thank you for bothering me, cousin." Fan Ling nodded first, but he was thinking in circles, "Damn it, I thought you were so awesome, but in the end I didn't even dare to care about a few of your followers, and I was almost fooled."

Cousin, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust.

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