It is obvious that the contents of these sacks should be grain.

But why didn't Wan Qian know that there was so much food in this house?

Where did it come from?

The food he and Hua Chaoshi hold is not here at all!

Wan Qian pursed his lips and opened the curtain again with trembling hands, opening only a crack. He leaned over his fat body and tried his best to look outside——

The governor, Fang Tang, was seen staggering and seemed to be saying something to the state soldiers, almost roaring, but the state soldiers were unmoved.

Only one state soldier kept explaining to Fang Tang, seemingly saying: "If you don't move, you will get wet..."

Fangtang seemed to be in a hurry. He left the state soldier behind, stumbled into the gate of the house, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Then Wan Qian saw Hua Chaoshi jump out of the carriage, and two long attendants held a large oil paper umbrella and walked towards the gate of the house.

Wan Qian rolled his eyes, hesitated for a long time, and finally ordered: "Get the umbrella!"

…

…

But Zhu Xiuyuan followed the footsteps of the palace steward and entered the gate of the mansion.

After breaking down the door, the royal family members filed in, already breaking the peace in the house.

The inside has become a mess, with people crying for father and mother, shouting about injustice, and begging for mercy. The sounds are intermingled and noisy.

The palace steward crossed the threshold and took two steps forward. He accidentally raised his eyes and saw that his figure paused.

He stood on the stone steps behind the gate, pointed at the numerous carved beams and paintings, and asked casually: "Mr. Zhu, what do you think of this house?"

In fact, some extremely disharmonious things are happening in this beautifully decorated house.

I saw the generals of Poyang Prince's Palace, wearing silver helmets and silver armor, holding guns in one hand, detaining many people and rushing towards the front hall.

Among those detained, there were people who looked like housekeepers and stewards, servants and maids, and a group of young women wearing dance costumes or holding various musical instruments...

The rude generals of the palace were rude and showed no mercy. Their actions in detaining these people were like clamping the wings of a duck.

He only cares about pulling hard.

It doesn't matter how they cry out for injustice, beg for mercy, cry for father and mother, etc.

Too rough!

Zhu Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows and automatically ignored the rude generals of the palace, as well as the house servants and dancing girls crying for their fathers and mothers.

Just "appreciate" the architecture and layout of this house.

After taking a few glances, Zhu Xiuyuan replied: "Butler, in my opinion, this house... is very good, it is a treasure land of Feng Shui!"

The palace steward glanced at Zhu Xiuyuan lightly, without comment, he just laughed and said: "Let's go to the front hall and meet the people in this house."

Having said that, the palace steward did not care about Zhu Xiuyuan and walked straight along the corridor in the courtyard, heading towards the front hall first.

After all, the palace steward was old, so he walked very slowly, so Zhu Xiuyuan followed him step by step.

At this time, my father-in-law, Dong Cheng, was still busy outside, explaining the matter of gathering manpower and transporting food, but he did not follow up.

Zhu Xiuyuan walked slowly, looking around and thinking: "Where is it? Where is the food?"

The palace steward seemed to hear Zhu Xiuyuan's thoughts. He kept walking and asked, "Master Zhu, are you wondering where the food I mentioned is?"

Zhu Xiuyuan looked around and immediately retracted his head, and smiled in embarrassment: "It made the housekeeper laugh. I am... I am really worried."

"I can understand how you feel now, Mr. Zhu, but you don't have to worry. What should come will come soon."

In front of the front hall door, the palace steward stopped leisurely and turned his head, giving Zhu Xiuyuan a strange smile.

Zhu Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, but when he realized what he was doing, the palace steward had already walked into the front hall.

He followed immediately.

I saw that in the front hall of Nuoda, the tables, chairs, coffee table and other items that were originally placed were no longer in their original positions, but had been moved to a corner and piled up like firewood.

That's furniture made of precious wood, and it's worth a lot of money.

Obviously, this matter must have been done by the rough royal family members.

...A large open space was opened in the middle of the front hall.

In this open space, a large number of people knelt down.

The first few people were dressed in the clothes of stewards and stewards, followed by the servants and maids, and behind them were young dancing girls, either wearing dance clothes or holding pipa and other musical instruments.

Among them, the number of dancers was the largest, about thirty or forty.

They are generally thin and dressed up in colorful clothes. They are very beautiful, like a rainbow in the sky.

But the smell of powder was also very strong, which made Zhu Xiuyuan a little uncomfortable.

They were thin, lying on the cold ground shivering, very pitiful.

But Zhu Xiuyuan always felt that they had a sense of prostitution, and even this pitiful appearance seemed to be fake.

As for the other servants and maids, they were also lying on the ground shivering.

Only the housekeepers and stewards in front were normal and could straighten their backs.

The palace steward walked through the boys, maids, and dancers and sat down on the top chair.

Zhu Xiuyuan naturally followed and stood on the side of the palace steward.

As soon as you raise your head, you can overlook the housekeeper, stewards, servants, maids, dancers, etc. kneeling on the ground.

The hard-working but rough royal family members are still busy.

One after another, maids, dancers or servants were twisted over and roughly pushed to the ground, where they lay prone on their knees.

Soon, more and more people were kneeling on the ground, and the front hall of Nuo University could no longer accommodate them.

…

After the corridor outside the front hall was filled with dancers, a young team leader in silver armor came forward and reported: "For the record, the housekeeper, my subordinates have honored their orders and have searched the entire house. Everyone has been searched."

We’ve caught him, please let the butler decide.”

"Oh, do you have a roster of these people?"

"Yes, butler, please take a look."

The young team leader respectfully handed over two booklets. One roster recorded the boys and maids in the house, and the other recorded the group of dancing girls.

The palace steward flipped through two pages casually, seemed to have only glanced at it a few times, and then returned it to the little leader.

At the same time, the palace steward turned his head to look at Zhu Xiuyuan, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

Zhu Xiuyuan was stunned, wondering why the palace steward was looking at him.

The palace steward chuckled and said: "Master Zhu, there are a total of sixty-three dancing girls here. They are all thin horses from Yangzhou, with excellent appearance and sound. Twenty-six of them are still virgins."

Zhu Xiuyuan was startled and thought to himself: Why is the housekeeper telling me this?
Chapter completed!