Chapter 11 Throwing a Tantrum

The greedy face looked particularly funny in Du Jingyi's eyes.

Just now in Yunjin Courtyard, these people were still talking about them.

Now it was as if nothing had happened.

This thick-skinned man, even she felt a little bit of admiration.

So, pretending not to know, deliberately teasing the third old master and said.

"I'm afraid that more than ten people can't lift it. At least a hundred people can move it. This can also show the grace of the royal family, right."

Hearing this, let alone the third old master.

Even the uncles, aunts, nephews and nieces next to them couldn't help but calculate.

The people in their two houses have no livelihood to speak of.

These years, they have been relying on the Duke's Mansion to get some money, and to collect some filial piety fees outside to make a living.

Ten thousand taels of gold.

Just hearing it, they are already happy.

So everyone is looking forward to it.

Madam Wei stood aside with her children and grandchildren.

She still had the same attitude as always.

Even the grandchildren in front of her had noses that were not noses and mouths that were not mouths.

They looked like a pair of golden boy and jade girl.

But if you look closely, they are not good-looking.

They are obviously only eight or nine years old, but they are very careful.

Especially when looking at people, even if they are much shorter, they still look like dogs looking down on others.

They are so disgusting that people can't help but feel disgusted.

Madam Gu's children and grandchildren don't like these two children at all.

Madam Wei is still pretending.

But the two brothers and sisters, who were instigated by someone, think that their father should inherit the Duke's Mansion.

Therefore, they don't have a good face for the sixth uncle who has been fighting outside for three years.

They are even more displeased with the uncles and grandparents who are now surrounding the sixth aunt.

If the occasion is not wrong, I'm afraid that harsh words will come out of their mouths.

Especially Shang Zhiyin, who just turned nine years old.

She has always claimed to be a noble lady of the legitimate lineage, and she really looks down on those who fall for a few pieces of silver.

But they are still elders, so they roll their eyes to the sky.

Sister-in-law Liu watched coldly and said nothing.

Her husband has passed away for ten years.

There are no outstanding people in her family.

Therefore, if she wants to raise her son in the backyard, she can only bury her head in life.

Fortunately, her mother-in-law, Mrs. Gu, gave her most of the dowry before she passed away.

Otherwise, she would have lived a miserable life in this house.

She can endure hardships, but she is afraid that her son and unmarried sister-in-law will suffer.

Therefore, they don’t get involved in these disasters if they can.

Before a while, Shang Ji, who sent people, turned back.

The third old lady immediately stepped forward a few steps and stretched her neck to look behind him.

She smiled so much that her face had several more wrinkles, and asked immediately.

"Sixth brother, why don't you see anyone carrying boxes in?"

Everyone understood what she meant.

Unfortunately, her plan failed.

Shang Ji only glanced at her lightly, and then said something deliberately provocative.

"The warehouse of Xitang Courtyard is too small, and it is not enough to store Du's dowry, let alone these imperial gifts. I have ordered Luo Yuan to send the things to the general's mansion. The warehouse there is big, even if I make a few more military achievements and get some more rewards, it will not be a problem."

In one sentence, all those who were waiting to enjoy the benefits were slapped in the face.

Ten thousand taels of gold, they had never even heard of it before.

Now they passed by it, how could they not grit their teeth.

"You!"

The round body of the fifth old master suddenly rushed out from behind.

He almost knocked down the third old lady and said in a hoarse voice.

"What do you mean? Are you really going to move? There are so many people in our Duke's Mansion, and you don't care about them?"

That scoundrel look has been the same for decades.

Shang Ji was born tall and strong.

At this moment, he looked down at the fifth old master, just like the arhat in the temple looking down at all living things.

It's chilling.

"What a joke, this Duke's Mansion is still managed by my father. He is still here, and it's my turn to take care of you guys in your old age and see you to the end of your life?"

When the words "take care of you in your old age and see you to the end of your life" were said, the old people in the third and fifth rooms blushed and had thick necks.

It was obvious that they were very dissatisfied with Shang Ji's disrespectful look.

They didn't dare to confront Shang Ji head-on.

So they pointed their spearheads at Shang Yukuan, who was soft-hearted.

Immediately fell to the ground and rolled around.

"Brother, open your eyes and look. If you weren't here, we would be bullied to death. Goudan, do you care or not?"

Du Jingyi was not surprised at the name "Goudan".

But Shang Yukuan blushed.

This was his nickname when he was in the countryside.

After he followed his father into the Duke's Mansion, he asked a master to change his name.

Yukuan is much better than Goudan.

But when the old Duke Shang was alive, he would often mention his nickname.

So much so that the old men of the third and fifth rooms also developed a habit.

When they were about to throw a tantrum, they would shout Goudan Goudan.

It was nothing more than to make Shang Yukuan think of the past and force him to agree.

Du Jingyi watched quietly.

These people want to kill themselves every now and then.

She had been married for three years, and she could always hear interesting stories about Beiyuan from time to time.

But seeing is believing, and today there was something interesting to see.

As expected.

Soon, the fifth old master began to cry and curse.

"It was so hard to survive those days of starvation and death everywhere. I thought I could live a good life at this age, but who knew... Look at your unfilial son, he is going to force us to death."

The fifth old master kept howling, and the third old master was no less.

He pretended to hold his chest and began to gasp for breath.

"He is cursing us to death!"

It seemed that he was about to "die" in a fit of anger.

In addition, the two shameless third and fifth old ladies, with their hair loose, beat their chests and cried.

The four of them used all their strength in the fields to fight for the one acre and three mu of land at home.

Those who didn't know would think that they were being taken advantage of.

The old people were lying on the ground crying.

Their children, grandchildren, and daughters-in-law were not idle either.

They were lying down and crying.

They were like their hands and feet were broken, unable to stand on their own feet.

They were cursing.

"The Duke's Mansion looks down on poor relatives."

"Everyone treats us as beggars and sends us away at will."

"We are all from the same roots, but now we turn against each other faster than turning the pages of a book."

The tune and the style.

The actors in the South Gate opera were not as good as them.

Some cried and some howled.

The scene was chaotic for a while.