In the management office west of Yan Mansion, Qi Xiong was paced back and forth anxiously. If he looked closely, he would find that his hands were trembling involuntarily.

Even if the external closure was sealed, the cleaning of the main mansion of "Tiangong Kaiwu" was in real life. Hu Donglai's army was wiped out, and the old people who formed an alliance with him and fought against the main mansion were panic, and Qi Xiong was of course one of them.

He believed that he had worked hard and made great contributions. His ancestors began to work hard in heaven, but he was not as ambitious as Hu Donglai to replace him, so he should not end up in the same way.

Suddenly the door was pushed open. Qi Xiong, who was tense, was startled and turned around to curse. He saw the person clearly. He couldn't help but shudder, changed his smile and said, "The Lord of the Mansion is busy, how can he have time to come here?"

Yan Kaiting said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that you will run away from your business?"

Qi Xiong waved his hand repeatedly and said, "My master, I was born and raised in Yujing. I have been working in the mansion for hundreds of years with my ancestors. I have done my best in everything. How could I do such a thing?"

Yan Kaiting sneered, Qi Xiong's scalp was numb and he was nervous when he heard it.

"Try your best and do your best to do your best for whom?" Yan Kaiting was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, saying, "In fact, it's nothing. If there are too many people who are not virtuous and do their best, there is no need to lose one or two people. It's just that wealth is easy to give up, but life is hard to pay back. The money from the greedy merchant house is not a big deal. If there are people living in their hands, we will settle it today."

Qi Xiong was shocked and said, "Master, life is at stake, this is not a joke! My relationship with Li Liang has nothing to do with you!"

Yan Kaiting smiled, but his eyes were full of frost, "Who told you about Li Liang? Do you still remember Manager Tang's family?"

Qi Xiong's expression changed suddenly, and he seemed to see the bones of the thirty-six people of the Tang family in an instant.

Yan Kaiting closed his eyes and punched him out.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth of the governor, and then fell heavily to the ground, leaving no breath again.

Yan Kaiting sighed without looking back, stepped out of the door, raised his head, and looked at the bright moon that seemed flawless but was implicitly mottled.

Before today, he never thought that the day of resolving grudges would come so soon, nor did he expect that when he took action, he would be so unrest. But maybe the relationship was too complicated, or maybe he had waited too long this day, and he had no joy of revenge, but he seemed to have lost something as confused as if he had lost something.

Under the cold moonlight, Yan Kaiting stood alone for a long time. He only felt something in his heart was gradually breaking, like a crack on the ice surface quickly extended, and then it completely split with a light bang, getting smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

At the same time, some things are gradually being built, like firing a piece of exquisite porcelain, from the beginning a ball of yellow soil, gradually formed by a pair of gentle and powerful hands, and then sent into the stove to calcinate carefully.

I don’t know when Fu Mingxuan appeared behind him and looked at him speechlessly.

"Everything is over," Yan Kaiting murmured, "A stone in my heart has finally landed on the ground for so many years."

Fu Mingxuan looked complicated and didn't know how to comfort him. He could only say: "It's good that you finally broke through the 'Lei' position."

Yan Kaiting was still looking at the sky and said, "Master Xia once said that people in the world fear cause and effect, but they can't afford the price, so whether they are shelter or maintenance, there is a limit. The stronger the limit, the higher the limit, but who can worship the great way?"

Speaking of this, Yan Kaiting laughed.

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"A man should stand tall and support the sky for the people around him. How can he hope to protect his relatives? He should choose one of the three thousand great roads, of course he should measure it with his own feet!"

Yan Kaiting clenched his fists and looked at the bright moon in the sky with a more determined look. Under the night, the young man's tall figure was like the pine trees in the mountains that were not afraid of the wind and rain.

The next day, Yujing City was still prosperous, and we must seize the last lively of the Fair for Trade in the Trade Fair. Yan Mansion was as orderly as usual, but like under deep water, the undercurrent could not calm down so quickly.

Early in the morning, when Yan Kaiting got up to wash, Dieyi held a tray, put a book on her face, and walked in with confusion.

"Master, the front yard said that this appointment letter cannot be sent out..."

Yan Kaiting picked up the hot tea in one hand and was about to hand it to his mouth, "Hmm?"

After the past two days of incident, Dieyi was a little more courageous. She thought that when she came to the front yard, she shouldn't have fooled the head of the family. After calming down, she told the legend of the previous one, "This Man in Mansion Meng seems to be no longer in the personnel booklet..."

Yan Kaiting was slightly stunned, and then he remembered something, and was suddenly a little amused. This misunderstanding was caused by himself.

After the Yan Mansion was cleaned up, especially when two major managers were poured out in one breath, it would inevitably involve a lot of personnel adjustments. This was the case when Yan opened the court and did not continue to touch others.

He wrote a letter of appointment last night and signed Meng Erya a letter of appointment, but forgot that Meng Erya had left Yan Mansion in front of him.

Yan Kaiting touched his chin, reported an address, and said, "Let them send this place, um, give it to his little lady."

Dieyi was a little weird, but she didn't ask much, and carefully recorded the address and left.

Not long after, Meng Erya, who received a letter of appointment that had not been given to her husband, stared at the book for a while and smiled helplessly.

Although she didn't know what happened, she could imagine that it must be a change in Yan's mansion. Some of Yan's plans to open the court had changed. For Meng Erya, trapped in the backyard was not what she wanted. It was difficult to sit in the position of the great manager of Yan's mansion, but only challenges had opportunities.

In the next few days, the city of Yujing was bustling and lively, and the four families were also busy with mundane affairs. Yan Kaiting and the other three young men began to hang out in some fireworks and willow alleys, as if nothing had changed.

Although there were earth-shaking changes in the Yan Mansion, Hu Donglai and the remaining remnants of Qi were lifted up one by one, and the old craftsmen who had originally relied on Hu Donglai in the craftsman's house were also mobilized one by one, but from the surface, the Yan Mansion was calm and there was no way to see such a big movement inside.

After a while, Meng Erya's opponents were dealing with things more and more easily. The people who had been in charge of the matter did not make things difficult for him for some reason. Therefore, Meng Erya became more and more motivated to do things. Even Dieyi, who was beside him, often said: "Oh, I can't tell that this little brother Meng is young, but he is still a capable person!"

Meng Erya just smiled and said nothing. Being a fake aunt is of course better than being a great manager in the Ming family. People like her really don’t have many choices. When they have the opportunity to catch them, their mother and brother have left Yujing, so she has no worries.

The relocation of Fu Mingxuan on the side of Fu Mingxuan is also proceeding in an orderly manner. Every time he sees a familiar yard slowly being emptied, Yan Kaiting couldn't help but ask Fu Mingxuan again, "Do you really have to leave?"

And Fu Mingxuan always asked, "Do you want to go with me?"

Next is a long silence. Everything in the Yan Mansion is full of things, and the freezing three feet is not a day. Even if Hu Dong comes and Qi Xiong goes, the pattern that Xiang Junsheng left behind cannot be broken for a while. The end of the Jiang Mansion is the moment when Yan opened the court.

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I was anxious, he had no intention of thinking about anything else.

"Is it okay for Meng Erya to be a manager?" Fu Mingxuan broke the silence first and asked an inconspicuous question. Yan Kaiting's wedding banquet was gone, so he naturally had to ask clearly. He heard that his aunt had turned into manager, so he couldn't help laughing at him for a long time.

Yan Kaiting nodded and said, "No, I explained to those subordinates in advance. I think there are not so many people who will cause her trouble when she gets things done."

Fu Mingxuan nodded.

Yan Mansion, Snowy Courtyard, Xia Pingsheng was about to rest, wearing a white plain shirt and a pair of silver hair scattered casually, and was flipping through a volume of ancient books he was working on.

Suddenly, he heard him gently say, "I actually have the courage to come here. It seems that the lesson I have taught you this time is not enough."

A gentle chuckling came from outside the Snowy Domain Courtyard, and a soft and charming voice came: "Zhengren Xia is really good at joking. What lessons are you taught? Xiang Yao doesn't remember."

With a bang, the gate of the snow-water courtyard was opened by a strong wind, and Xia Pingsheng stood in the middle of the courtyard.

"I have always hated the female romance who stretched her hands too long. Some time ago, I was half a Yujing and you were confused. Now I am talking about Xiang Ying and you are talking about you again. Your plan is nothing more than to reach into Northern Yongzhou."

Xia Pingsheng said lightly, without any tone, and was stating an ordinary fact.

Xiang Yao chuckled and said, "As a matter of fact, nothing can escape Xia Zhenren's eyes."

"Yan Mansion is just a non-cultivist craftsman's mansion. Nothing is considered. Can't I be quiet?" Xia Pingsheng looked at Xiang Yao, who was floating in the air and wearing a feathered garment.

"If I must be this evil guest..." Xiang Yao's eyes turned and said, "Does Zhenren Xia teach me another lesson?"

Xia Pingsheng said coldly: "That's probably just to teach you a lesson."

Kong Wei was so powerful that Xiang Yao's face turned pale slightly, and then returned to normal. He still spoke in a charming tone, as if discussing with Xia Pingsheng, and said, "To be clear, Xia Zhenren is just an outsider to this Tiangong Kaiwu. It is surnamed Yan. No matter how you look at the relationship, it involves a very far distance. Although the head of the Yan family respects you, you just say "teacher"

"It's just what?" Xia Pingsheng asked with interest. He wanted to hear what Xiang Yao could say.

"It's just that this kind of teacher is far from the fact that the monks and sects officially join the sect and become disciples. The head of the Yan family is always a member of the Yan family. You, Shi Xia, are actually the General Manager Xia."

"Haha." Xia Pingsheng has always been very concerned about the suspected source of the "Flower Temple" method of breaking the contract. At this moment, he thought Xiang Yao could say something, but unexpectedly, he said this. I don't know if he overestimated her, the number one master of the Flower God Temple, or if she underestimated her.

"Yes, keep talking."

"This kind of relationship without contractual connection is worse than a piece of paper. If you let us get what we want, the rest will be yours." Xiang Yao said sincerely, but her eyes were a little cunning.

After saying that, Xiang Yao thought Xia Pingsheng would agree immediately, at least he would be moved, and there was a little bit of expression, but unexpectedly, Xia Pingsheng's expression suddenly showed extreme disgust, and his eyes suddenly became as cold as ice.

"It seems that I overestimate the Flower Temple. Although you have been in Yujing for many years, you have been doing your own business and are not greedy enough to raise the Yanyue Sect. It is probably just a matter of setting up a front station for Duobao Pavilion to integrate Yongzhou Jiangye Mansion. Yes, the inheritance and industry of the Yan family have nothing to do with me, but since I am in front of the general manager of the day, you can't stretch your hands in. Since you have stretched in, don't try to pull them back."
Chapter completed!