Tibetan Sea Pearl

During this period of time, there were frequent letters and exchanges with the capital. The capital looked calm, but in fact, there was a dark tide, and there was something vaguely about to happen.

Lin Cheng stood tall and tall by the window with his hands behind his back.

He trusts his instincts.

What happened next was exactly as he expected. Not only Princess Ancheng, but several clans with deep foundations were sued by the villagers one after another, and their land was deprived of their land by the government.

"My lord." An old servant opened the curtain and came in.

After Lin Cheng took a bath, he sat in front of the desk in his homely clothes and his hair was loose. His hair was half dry. There were no young and beautiful maidservants in the mansion. The elderly nun offered to dry his hair, but he refused.

Seeing that there was no one else in the house, the old servant cut to the chase, "Why are there suddenly so many villagers who speak righteous words and are not afraid of death?"

Lin Cheng stopped the pen in his hand and looked at the old servant in front of him, "These people are not real villagers, even if they are real villagers, they are being coerced and lured."

In fact, it doesn’t need to be said by him, the old servant has already guessed that these people are dressed in rags, no matter what they say or how they dress, they look like villagers, but these villagers are orderly, with evidence in their hands and witnesses by their side, they are clearly prepared .

"What do these villagers want? Are they really not afraid of death?" said the old servant, "They offended the clan."

The clan family is huge, with fiefs and private property. These nobles eat the king's salary and do not seek the king's affairs. Later, due to the growing population of the family, the clan did not hesitate to plunder and occupy the people's land in order to make a living. These people are like rice vats. moth.

Lin Cheng smiled, "It depends on what the emperor wants to do."

What's even more ridiculous is that a clan once cried poor to the emperor. The emperor waved his hand and pointed to a county near the capital on the map. Since then, the county's grain tax has become the nobleman's private income.

It's ridiculous and exasperating.

He once gave generously, but now he has to take it back.

The old servant also smiled, "Never mind him, no matter how turbulent the upper echelon is, it won't be over our heads."

Lin Cheng nodded, "Don't worry, our Lin family is not a clan. Besides, every piece of land in our Lin family was earned by the Lin family with flesh and blood, and no one can take it away."

The old servant looked at him with a dazed expression. Lin Cheng's tone of speech was very similar to that of Grandfather Lin. It was also so passionate and touching. There are successors in the Lin family, but it's a pity that some people's eyes are blind.

The old servant didn't want to think about the mess in the Lin family's back house, so he opened the lid of the incense burner in the house and put in two pieces of tangerine peel.

The aroma of green oranges immediately permeated the room.

"Uncle." Lin Cheng called to stop him, "Go down and have a rest, leave these trivial matters to Nanny or Yunshan."

Nansong and Mr. Staff were not there, and Lin Cheng was not unavailable. The old man in the mansion used to be with his grandfather.

Lin Cheng kept the old men to provide them with old age.

As soon as the words were finished, the old servant turned around, smiling like he was looking at his own grandchildren, "You said it's a trivial matter, and a trivial matter is just a matter of little effort, so it's nothing to worry about."

The young master is kind-hearted, sympathetic to their old age, and dare not use them.

Lin Cheng didn't speak, and opened the documents on the desk to read.

The old servant stood aside, looked at it for a while, and asked about Mr. Staff's trip to Suzhou.

"It's not going well." Lin Cheng shook his head.

The ten mu of land at the foot of Huqiu Mountain has been cultivated by aristocratic families since ancient times. It has been cultivated from generation to generation. The land is fertile and cannot be exchanged for gold.

Mr. Staff proposed to exchange land for land.

Those aristocratic families said fiercely, not to mention the land under Huqiu Mountain, even if they exchanged the entire Suzhou City land with him, they would not exchange it.

The old servant looked angry, "The land occupied by the clan has been taken back, and these aristocratic families have become even more arrogant."

"Who asked us to ask others." Lin Cheng said, "At this juncture, we can't act recklessly. There is no rush for this matter. We need to wait for an opportunity."

The opportunity is fleeting, and Lin Cheng doesn't know what kind of opportunity it is.

The old servant sighed helplessly, "It's not good for the son of the Marquis of Xining to want this ten mu of land."

"Ten mu of land is worth the trust of Xining Hou Shizi." Lin Cheng held the document in his hand, and his eyes were on the book and paper.

Seeing that Lin Cheng was busy, the old servant put away the anger in his eyes, got up and walked out.