Chapter 414: Support

A part of the Sun family's courtyard is magnificent, with pavilions and pavilions, and the fragrance of flowers. It is still brightly lit as the night gets darker, and people are constantly coming and going. It is very lively. This is the courtyard of Sun Zhiyan's aunt Sun Qingyuan.

After the death of Sun Zhiyan's father, Sun Quan grew old. During the Qing Dynasty, he cultivated Sun Zhiyan, his grandson. Except for taking charge of major family affairs personally, other chores were handed over to his three daughters.

The eldest daughter is the most powerful and powerful. She is the one who takes part in some relatively important occasions. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is the nominal head of the family. It is not surprising that she has such a large family.

But there was something obviously wrong with the atmosphere here tonight. People came and went in a hurry, knowing that the master was in a bad mood and did not dare to speak loudly. The female guards also looked solemn and looked ahead.

"Crackling." The sound of the tea bowl breaking came.

"Get out!" A roar came from the main courtyard, and it sounded like it was coming from Sun Qingyuan. Then a maid held back her tears and left quickly holding a broken tea bowl.

"She's just a maid, why are you so angry? Let's think about what to do now. Yan'er seems to have made a lot of progress, and my father is probably thinking of passing on the throne again." came a relatively gentle male voice.

"The old immortal is partial to that little bastard. I have done so many things for the family, but I have not received any reward. If it weren't for me, this family would have been swallowed up by the other two wolves leading outsiders." Two wolves , referring to his two sisters. As for the old immortal and the little bastard, there is no need to explain.

"Father is indeed confused about this matter." The man continued, flattering and catering to Sun Qingyuan.

"Hmph." Sun Qingyuan was full of dissatisfaction. She wanted to say something but did not say it. She was afraid that the walls had ears, so she snorted heavily, but the conversation was obviously not over.

The sound of the conversation that followed became much weaker, and except for the two figures sitting opposite each other under the candlelight, no sound came out at all.

Not even half of the people in the entire Sun Mansion, but at least 30% of the people were the hosts of Wu Yi's demonic seeds, and they were all delivering messages to Wu Yi unknowingly.

Compared with the other two aunts, the eldest aunt Sun Qingyuan is stronger and difficult to penetrate. Wu Yi knows her the least. Today, he specially sent a spiritual consciousness to come here, and thus heard a previous conversation. .

Things were not as simple as Wu Yi expected. Judging from Sun Qingyuan's tone towards Sun Quan, there was no affection between father and daughter. In the struggle for interests, they kept using vulgar words. Sun Quan wanted to rely on his own It is obviously not easy to push Wu Yi to the position.

The internal situation is still unstable. If the other two families interfere, many troubles will arise, so we must guard against it.

But Wu Yi didn't worry too much. After all, he was not the original Sun Zhiyan, but the inner demon who had tens of thousands of seeds of demonic thoughts and hosted them. The City Lord's Mansion was still his power, and a small Sun Zhiyan Home, what kind of waves can it cause?

Linbing City is his home court.

Wu Yi did not go further into the main room and listened to what Sun Qingyuan was saying. The spiritual consciousness still seemed a bit weak. There was a possibility of being discovered, so he had to show his true identity.

As for Sun Qingyuan's secret tricks, based on past experience, there are only a few of them over and over again. In the face of absolute strength, everything is nothing.

With the golden crow rising and the golden light everywhere, the Sun family, which had already shown some signs of decline, ushered in a new day. The servants swept the floor and cleaned the dust. The housekeepers in each room were fiddling with the abacus and calculating profits and losses. The guards held their heads high and maintained their dignity. Everything seemed fine. No different.

After Wu Yi cleaned up his appearance, he came to Sun Quan's Qing Dynasty again. According to Sun Quan's hint yesterday, he would introduce some people to Wu Yi today. However, when Wu Yi asked specifically yesterday, Sun Quan pretended to be a riddle and did not say anything clearly.

Arriving outside the Bamboo Pavilion, there were already many figures inside, all tall and short, fat and thin, mostly women. They were all dressed in brocade clothes. They had a business-savvy demeanor and their eyes were extremely shrewd.

These people are all the shopkeepers of several important shops in the Sun family. Their relationship with the Sun family is not entirely a master-servant relationship. Many people have been affiliated with the Sun family for generations and have become free. Even if they are attached to the Sun family, they are still under the Sun family. When Zhiyan sees someone, he has to call him uncle or sister-in-law.

Wu Yi, who inherited Sun Zhiyan's identity, knew all these people and called them names casually. These people were distantly related, the one with a low status was called Young Master, and the one with a slightly higher status was called Wu Yiyan'er. He was very lively for a while.

Including Wu Yi, they basically knew why Sun Quan called them here, but they all subconsciously avoided this topic. Only Sun Quan was qualified to open this topic. The conversation was mainly about reminiscing about the past.

But during the conversation, some recent events were inevitably brought up. A fat middle-aged woman asked Wu Yi: "Young Master, I heard that you wanted to commit suicide before. Is it true?"

There was no dullness on Wu Yi's face, and he responded generously: "I thought wrong at the time, and my success failed. I felt ashamed to see my grandfather again, and I felt ashamed of his years of training. But it was God's blessing that I took advantage of the situation during life and death. Refining the soul fragments in the sea of ​​consciousness.”

The woman responded: "Young Master survived the catastrophe, and he will be blessed later."

"What's the big problem? It's because Young Master Jiren has his own destiny." Although these people heard these rumors yesterday, the weight they said from Wu Yi's mouth was naturally not low, and they all praised them.

These people have been in the business world for a long time, and their words are like oil, which makes people happy, but Wu Yi just smiled faintly and maintained basic etiquette.

After this little incident, everyone continued to talk. These shopkeepers rarely get together. After a simple greeting, they gradually began to talk about the market price, complaining that the cultivators have become more and more picky recently, and there are more and more ghosts. They even dare to snatch the soul coins of the city lord's mansion. What a shame.

Xiang Zhuang dances with a sword, aiming at Pei Gong. Their purpose is naturally for Wu Yi to hear, hoping to reduce the cost of taking soul coins. Wu Yi played Tai Chi and said a lot of good things, but when it comes to actual interest cutting, he didn't touch it at all. God knows if Sun Quan is watching his words and deeds behind his back.

Time continued to pass. A quarter of an hour later, Sun Quan came here with a hearty and generous laugh, standing like a pine tree and walking briskly. After greeting several shopkeepers, he asked everyone to sit down.

Sun Quan asked these shopkeepers to come here. The apparent reason was to listen to the profit and loss of the account book, but this matter was previously handled by Sun Quan's three daughters. Such an abrupt reason obviously could not be hidden from the people present.

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