Although the small yard rented by Li Xin is not very big and the location is not very good, if the yard is sold, it will be no problem at least 300 to 400 guan. If you are lucky, you can even sell 500 guan.

Five hundred stag, for Li Xin now, it is still a considerable fortune, but he did not pretentiously, and reached out to take the land deed handed over by Cui Jiuniang, and chuckled softly: "Since it was undertaken by Sister Cui himself, I'm not polite."

Li Xin is now considered half of the Wei Palace. Since he nodded, he should be able to let go. After all, a small courtyard is not a great favor. Even if he takes it in his hands, he will be able to repay it in the future.

Seeing Li Xin’s sweet mouth, Cui Jiuniang smiled into a crescent smile. She whispered: “Mr. Li lives here alone, and there are still young and old people in the house to care for him. It should be inconvenient. In a few days, I will select a few smart girls from Deyi Building to take care of Mr. Li.”

Brothels of this size of Deyilou are not only the top ones, but also have a complete "talent reserve" system. That is to say, a group of girls who have completed training will become newcomers to Deyilou every year, so as to ensure that the business of Deyilou will not decline. Now Cui Jiuniang means that from these "reserve girls", find a few of Li Xin and be his maids.

Although Li Xin was very moved, he didn't want to eat and sleep and was seen by the people of the Prince of Wei's Mansion. So he smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "Sister, look at the yard of my brother, there are only three houses in total. It would be nice to be able to live in three people, and there is no place to accommodate others."

Cui Jiuniang didn't force herself, and nodded slightly and said, "Since that's the case, my sister will not be troublesome. If you have any things you need, just send a letter to Deyilou, and my sister will come forward to help you with the purchase."

Li Xin nodded with a smile, and then said softly: "When it comes to things, I really have something to bother my sister."

Cui Jiuniang looked at Li Xin unexpectedly, then chuckled softly, "Young Master Li, but said that's it."

Li Xin coughed and spoke slowly: "I first came to the capital and knew nothing about the situation in the capital, so I wanted to get some information about the capital from my sister."

As the prince, the Seventh Prince was willing to surrender to the nobles to build such a brothel, which was definitely not entirely for making money, but more for inquiries about the news in the capital. Therefore, Deyi Tower is actually an intelligence agency of the Wei Palace. If Li Xin wanted to know what the capital was like, Deyi Tower was undoubtedly the best channel.

Cui Jiuniang's smile on her face calmed down. She glanced at Li Xin and then said softly: "I have to inform you about this matter before I can make a decision. If your highness agrees, I will send all the news I know to the young master tomorrow and check it out."

Li Xin smiled and said, "Please trouble my sister."

The two of them talked for a while before Cui Jiuniang got up and said goodbye.

Li Xin took her to the doorstep and watched her sit in a gray sedan chair. Li Xin slowly withdrew his gaze.

From now on, he was not the lonely Li Xin. Now he leaned against the Wei Palace and inevitably stepped into this battle for the throne. Therefore, he could no longer ignore the situation in the capital. He must understand the capital as much as possible, so as to judge the situation more accurately and make the Wei Palace more likely to survive.

If you want to understand the capital, it is best to start with Deyi Building.

After seeing off Cui Jiuniang, Li Xin returned to the kitchen in the yard. In the afternoon, he bought a lot of things from the Nanjie Market. He was the one who prepared New Year's goods and the other who helped him satisfy his cravings.

After making a lot of dishes, Li Xin went to help the bedridden charcoal seller. The old man's complexion has become less and less beautiful recently. The doctors invited said that this old man has vented his energy and cannot live for too long.

The Beishan wooden house was built by the old man for more than ten years. It was gone and no one could accept this kind of change. At this time, the charcoal seller was pale and sat on the bed. After taking a few bites, he looked up and smiled at Li Xin and said with a forced smile: "I didn't expect that Mr. Li has a good craft."

"It's not a craft, it's just that I've done a lot before, and I've just been familiar with it."

Li Xin smiled: "Brother-in-law, now the boy has earned some money, you have to take good care of yourself. When the spring is in full swing, the boy will pay you a house. There is no problem whether you want a wooden house or a house in the city."

The charcoal seller's face changed. His dark face could be seen faintly with pale complexion. The old man looked at Li Xin deeply and said softly: "From the first time I met the young master, the old man knew that the young master was not an ordinary person. Now the young master has finally gotten out of the predicament, which is a joyful congratulation."

The charcoal seller's words are not completely praising Li Xin. When Li Xin made a copycat version of animal charcoal himself, the charcoal seller felt that this young man was not simple and he would be able to accomplish something sooner or later.

Li Xin shook his head and whispered: "It's not considered getting out of the predicament. It can only be said that it's better than before. In short, you don't have to worry about food and drink."

The charcoal seller nodded with difficulty: "That would be very good."

In this era of extremely backward productivity, the people at the bottom are basically unable to eat enough. In other words, as long as you can have food and clothing, it means that you have reached the middle level of society.

Seeing that his face was too ugly, Li Xin reached out to pat the back of the charcoal auctioneer and whispered: "Brother-in-law, don't think so much, life is coming."

The charcoal seller nodded at Li Xin with a smile, then took a few deep breaths, and slowly said, "Don't worry, Mr. Li, the little old man will not die for a while."

Li Xin nodded and talked to the charcoal seller. The sky became completely dark. Li Xin got up and went to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, boiled some hot water, and soaked his feet. Li Xin returned to his bed and lay down.

During this day, he experienced many things, and his spirit and body were quite exhausted, so he fell asleep not long after lying in bed.

The next morning, when it was still dark, a charcoal girl wearing a thick cotton coat stood beside Li Xin's bed with a crying voice, reached out and pushed Li Xin's quilt, her voice was extremely scared.

"Brother, get up and go and see Grandpa!"

Hearing the little girl's voice, Li Xin woke up instantly. He suddenly stood up, put on his clothes, and ran towards the charcoal seller's room.

In the room, the charcoal seller was already on his verge of death.

The old man's face was extremely pale. He lay on the bed, spitting out some white foam in his mouth, and his eyes were already unconscious. When he saw Li Xin coming in, he reached out and grabbed Li Xin's sleeve tightly, and his voice was hoarse: "Li... Master Li, the old man is going to die..."

When Li Xin saw this, he was a little panicked. He said tremblingly: "My father was fine last night, why..."

"I'm convinced Xinshi..."

Li Xin's face changed drastically.

The so-called trust stone is actually arsenic, a strong poison that can kill in a short period of time!

Li Xin took a few deep breaths and looked at the old man.

"Dadlock, you can solve anything you say, why bother... so extreme."

Hesitated that his abdomen was suffering from severe pain, and the face of the charcoal seller was already a little distorted. He pulled Li Xin's sleeve tightly and said word by word: "Good... it's better to follow you than to follow the old man...."

He used all his strength and hissed: "Old man... died because of you, you... must help the old man raise the girl!"

If it weren't for Li Xin, the house of the charcoal seller would not have been burned, the old man would not have had such a serious illness, nor would he be beaten by others for no reason. From this perspective, all of this is indeed inseparable from Li Xin.

Li Xin was shocked when he heard this.

It was not until now that he realized the reason why the old man chose to commit suicide was because of his words yesterday that he compensated him for the house.

He felt that he wanted to throw away their grandparents and grandchildren, so he used this method to tie his granddaughter to himself.

Li Xin smiled bitterly: "Brother-in-law, if you don't say it, you will help you raise the girl. Why? Why?..."

The old man's face has been completely distorted.

He held Li Xin's hand tightly and said with the last strength.

"She...her surname is Zhong, and she has not yet named her..."

"Old... the old man died because of you, you... can't get rid of it!"
Chapter completed!