"Wuwuwu, I want my father, I want my mother, grandfather, little master..." Chen Jie's nose turned red with tears.

A thirty-year-old man turned his eyes impatiently and looked at the vast waves on Taihu Lake.

"Girl, stop yelling. We really know our identity. We are afraid that we will be punished in prison for the first half of the year, and then we will be sold to an official prostitute..." A woman hugged Chen Ke and a small boy tightly while "comforting" Chen Jie.

Chen Jie cried and bit her lip, and asked timidly: "Sister-in-law, where will we go and what to do in the future..."

The woman smiled faintly: "I brought out all the fine and soft things in my house, and you also brought out a large amount of money from the fourth room. What can we do? As for where to go..." She couldn't help but look back at Wu Xingcheng, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"I thought I would die in Wuxing. Who knew that I was forced to go away from the world." The woman lowered her head, stroked the trembling broken Chen Ke's forehead, and said softly: "A Ke, don't be afraid. I have a mother."

The boy opened his eyes wide and looked at his mother and sister curiously, but he sensibly didn't say a word.

The shipman and a woman at the stern looked at them, especially the man standing at the bow of the boat, whispering: "If this person is really the leader of the Shen family..."

"I'm afraid that the Shen family in Wuxing will really flourish for a hundred years..."

"Fortunately..."

"hehe……"

...

...

People will have selfish intentions.

Chen Zhuo remembered Chen Jie from the fourth room and Chen Ke from the long room. These two people are currently the only two people in the Shen family who have had direct conflicts with him, but they even escaped?

Lying in the tent, Shen Zhui’s eyes and widowed widow, silently asking the soul in his heart:

Are these two people destined to have an intersection with me?

After a long time, the old man's voice rang in her mind: "I can't remember many major events. Your original body is not an amazing person. How can I know these trivial matters in the house? In short, they were originally not famous in the capital."

After thinking about it, Chen Zhuo gave a reference: "I know Zhu Lie and Mu Chanyuan, but I really don't know these two little girls."

When Zhu Lie and Mu Chanyuan were mentioned, Chen Zhuo got up and became energetic:

What are the fates of the two of them? What happened to my uncle's family? What about that young master Mu?

The old man chuckled: "You are really greedy. But it's okay to tell you. The Marquis of Qingjiang is a life of death. The man surnamed Mu is a fence-bearing man, and he doesn't think there will be any good results."

Chen Zhuo's eyes turned: Hey? Lord Mu actually lived to the forefront of you? When you were dying, he was still fine, right? He rose to prominence? He was the prince's confidant? Why did he turn to others again? Did he turn to your political enemy? Is the third prince?

The old man coughed gently.

Chen Zhuo hurriedly kept him: Tell me, let me tell you!

The old man's voice was "affectionate": "Call Uncle."

Chen Zhuo stuck out his tongue.

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Honestly called: Uncle.

Huh?!

No!

You came and shared a brain with me, you consciously and voluntarily matched me...

The aura of the old man disappeared in an instant.

Chen Zhuo and cold sweat were all over.

Finished!

Said the wrong thing and offended someone again...

Chen Zhuo frowned tightly, held his face and sat cross-legged on the bed and began to feel sad: Such a cute uncle, he really can't let him die!

Otherwise, Zhu Lin, the little fat man who doesn’t know the world, and Zhu Lie’s heartless silly girl, don’t be sad to death…

As for Mu Chanyuan and Mu Yue, Chen Zhuo didn't even put any thoughts on their house.

Daddy doesn't like Mu Yue.

Moreover, as long as he loves, he has nothing to do with his family, he flies to the sky and stands shoulder to shoulder with the sun, and this girl doesn’t care!

Chen Zhuo lay down, put his hands on his pillow, raised his legs and shook them.

Slowly sleepy, slowly fall asleep.

...

...

Chen Nuo is really worthy of being the successor who is optimistic about the old patriarch. In just three days and five days, he stabilized most of the people in the clan.

He went to argue with Wan Qisheng again and took back 80% of the industrial land that the eldest and fourth houses did not take away, and directly used as the fees for sacrificing fields and tutoring the clan.

As for the shop that originally belonged to the second bedroom, I originally had to return the second bedroom.

Chen Xinming refused to take over again.

Chen Xinming told Chen Nuo quietly: "Except for the younger grandfather and third uncle who helped our family, my family was suppressed by the clan leader for 30 or 40 years in Wuxing, no one else said justice for our family. The night before, my house was burned down and the whole family was driven to Taihu Lake. Third uncle, you can't take care of yourself, but others are standing idly by my family and walking on the dead end. I have no nostalgia for the Shen family in Wuxing."

He would rather go to take care of the common affairs of the Minister's Mansion than take his family out of this sad place.

Chen Nuo was speechless, sighed and said, "The Shen family in Wuxing is full of doubts. I have decided to agree to the request of the Duke of the State to separate the Shen family in the capital."

Chen Xinming was surprised: "Take it serious?"

Chen Nuo nodded gently, saying nothing.

Chen Xinming turned this sentence around in his heart and understood.

If Shen was still in the hands of the eldest wife, Chen Dun had occupied the power of Wuxing for 50 years, and occupied the convenience of the leader of the legitimate clan, and Chen Heng's elders were suppressed by generations, he could naturally compete with the Duke's Mansion and the Minister's Mansion.

But now the vitality of the old house is severely damaged. The local parent Wan Qisheng is also the best friend of the Duke's Mansion, so how can he still have the confidence to not allow others to divide the clan?

Of course, I have to let it go.

Chen Xinming thought about it again and again, but still wanted to comfort Chen Nuo: "In fact, it may not be a bad thing..."

Chen Nuo glanced at him deeply.

Chen Xinming stopped talking, knowing that this third uncle was also following the trend.

"But, Xinming, I originally wanted you to take over as my next patriarch. If you go to the capital, I am afraid that the capital city Shen will also pass your genealogy with justification..." Chen Nuo was extremely reluctant to let it go.

Chen Xinming shook his head.

Chen Nuo was no longer polite.

Chen Xinchang is a gentleman with a good reputation among the clan. In the future, he will be able to inherit his father's business.

Chen Nuo wanted to keep himself, but he just wanted to see his business talent and wanted to continue making money for the clan.

Chen Xinming turned to the first topic: "After so many years, it is difficult to distinguish between the second and fourth bedrooms of the long house. Uncle San gave me some money, and the rest was considered a grudge between me and the clan, so that's good."

That's a lot of money!

If you are willing to give it, there is no reason.

What's more, when he went to the capital, Mr. Chen Heng felt that he was not ashamed to see his clan members, and insisted on following him without rubbing the sand in his eyes. If the money given to the second house was really too low, he would say something unkind; then as the clan leader, he would be stabbed by someone after he took office.

After gritting his teeth, Chen Nuo whispered: "I have calculated that the cash left by the two houses will be about 2,000 guan. I will add another 1,000 guan to exchange for the money tickets from Datong, and bring them with you. If your family goes to Beijing, it may not necessarily mean that they have to rely on others. There is also a ridiculous Master Dexian in the Shigong Mansion!"

Chen Xinming looked at him steadily.

The second house had more than ten thousand yuan in the industry back then!

Is Chen Bancheng a waste of time?

Three thousand guan... He is really able to say it...
Chapter completed!