The gentry refused to pay, and the royal family was definitely unwilling to be taxed. Are the shareholders of Zhenguo Mansion willing?

No one is a good-for-nothing lamp. Why do you have a good life and a good life? I want to use money to protect the country and the people?

Everyone is not stupid. To some extent, this is not a matter of money. Although there are some shareholders who are as irreverent as the Zhang brothers, there are also many people who are worried about the country and the people and live with the country. If you say that they only care about their own interests, that is not right. But as a "group" or "class", they are instinctively opposed to this, and they are all harvesting and plucking hairs. Why do I just want to be the sucker, not others?

All of these shareholders are very capable. Although the others who jumped out of the Zhang brothers, Ye Chunqiu knew that this was behind the scenes, I was afraid that many people would be restless next.

In any class, a single person may have a good or bad, but as a whole, they will not change their essence, this is human nature.

Ye Chunqiu sat in the carriage and stayed in the palace for a day. Now he sat comfortably on the sofa of the carriage, and felt relaxed. This kind of relaxation is both physically and mentally. The rice of Zhenguo Mansion belongs to everyone, not to himself. So now Zhenguo Mansion is about to suffer a loss of blood. In fact, there is no need for Ye Chunqiu to come forward. There will always be someone doing it for him and being a bad person by himself.

Ye Chunqiu got off the carriage and walked into the mansion. As soon as he entered the door, he heard a timid voice calling out: "Chun...Duke Zhenguo..."

Ye Chunqiu stopped and then he saw a man standing aside. The man looked very familiar. Who is not his second uncle Ye Song?

Ye Song looked much thinner. He left Beijing a month ago and brought his family with him.

Ye Song's madness lasted for a year and it was only slightly better. When he entered Beijing, he was walking around and carrying the Zhenguo Mansion. However, Ye Song's family also saw the power of Duke Zhenguo. The officials along the way heard that Duke Zhenguo's relatives were settled at the local post station, and they all came to visit him. The places where they were staying were all in the upper rooms in the post station. The ones living next door may be either the third- and fourth-rank begging officials who retired or the relatives of a certain department.

When he arrived at the Ye family in the capital, he saw this huge house. Looking at the countless decently dressed servants and the majestic guards, Ye Song felt more and more uneasy. At this time, he did not dare to stay in the Ye family, for fear of making the eldest grandson of the eldest house unhappy, so he kept waiting for Ye Chunqiu to come back here.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and Ye Chunqiu could only see Ye Song's face clearly with the faint light in front of the door.

Ye Chunqiu's last impression of Ye Song was probably that he and Qian Qian brought Deng Juren and Ye Song to the boat, and killed Deng Juren in front of Ye Song and sank them into the river pond.

Thinking of the past, Ye Chunqiu is more stable today. Although he is only a 16 or 17-year-old boy with a slender figure, he inexplicably feels that Ye Chunqiu has a different aura than other peers.

At this time, Ye Chunqiu smiled slightly on his face and said, "Oh, Uncle Second is here, when did he come?"

Ye Song lowered his head, and the identities of the two were already apart. At that time, he would never have thought that this nephew would be today. This gap made him feel no hatred at all. He quickly said aloofly: "It was noon, Chunqiu...I..."

Ye Chunqiu smiled again, and then said, "Oh, it's good to come. If you come, just live here with peace of mind. Uncle Dong has packed up the yard? Is Chen Liang here too?"

Ye Song was hunched over and hadn't seen him for a few years. He had grown much older and could no longer see any of his former vigor.

He didn't even dare to look at Ye Chunqiu's eyes, lowered his head and stammered Ye Chunqiu's words: "Here we are here, Juncai just invited him to wander the street. He was not allowed to show off, but he couldn't stand Juncai's kindness."

Ye Chunqiu said first: "It's good to have a walk around. When you come to the capital, you should go and see it."

Ye Chunqiu said it plainly, but his attitude was a bit inconspicuous. At a young age, Ye Chunqiu had developed a dignity of being arrogant without anger.

Now that the uncle and nephew stand here, it is not just a difference in identity, but even their conversation and demeanor are already in the sky and the earth.

Ye Chunqiu continued: "Tomorrow, let Juncai lead Chenliang to see the Confucius Temple in the capital. You can go to Xiangshan to see the Yong'an Zen Temple there. There is a large scale. The Zen Master inside is also proficient in Buddhist principles. Unfortunately, I can't get rid of myself. Otherwise, I should have taken my brothers to take a walk. What is his current academic performance?"

Ye Song's body was trembling. He couldn't tell whether Ye Chunqiu was malicious or kind. He was a little scared. The one who looked at King Kong was kind, but when he was angry, he killed someone with a long sword in his hand, and he didn't frown. He was also this nephew.

After thinking about it, Ye Song's emotions got a little out of control. He suddenly knelt on the ground, stuttered and said, "Chunqiu...Chunqiu...Second uncle...Second uncle deserves to die. The second uncle was really confused by the lard at the beginning. The second uncle already knew that he was wrong. The second uncle has been thinking about his mistakes in the past few years. I hope not to blame the past, I...I..."

Ye Chunqiu's eyes were straight at Ye Song. Ye Song looked much older than his father, looking pitiful, with obvious fear in his eyes.

Ye Chunqiu pursed his lips and said, "Get up, if people see this way, I don't know what it will look like."

Ye Song is actually not stupid. Ye Chunqiu did not say that his second uncle had ruined his nephew, but said that outsiders didn't know what he looked like. The implication was that Ye Chunqiu accepted his kneeling for granted for grantedness, but he just didn't like to be gossiped behind his back, saying that he was mean to his uncle.

Ye Song quickly stood up and said, "Oh, okay, this time, I was entrusted to bring a lot of specialties from the village..."

"Uncle Er has trouble." Ye Chunqiu smiled at him before saying, "It's hot outside, so Uncle Er will go to the mansion to rest earlier. Let Chen Liang come to the study early tomorrow morning."

"Hey." Ye Song nodded quickly. He finally understood Ye Chunqiu's thoughts.

I admit that you are the second uncle, so everyone is still a relative, so naturally there will be no less relative duties to do.

But the Ye family is different from before. Now, Ye Chunqiu is the master. Just like the clan rules, everyone in the Ye family can follow the leader of the eldest son. Even if the second uncle kneels in front of his nephew, even if it is not good to show it to others, Ye Chunqiu is willing to accept it because this is the rule in the clan.
Chapter completed!