Cao Manqing!
Cao Manqing?
Are your parents descendants of the Heaven and Earth Society?
Why did he give you such a ridiculous name!
"Young Master, Master has sent a letter."
Cao Manqing waved her hand and ran over with the brocade bag in her hand.
"Hurry up and bring it over!"
Cao Ang took the brocade bag and took out the silk book.
"Ang 'er loves his son, he is my father!"
Cao Ang rolled his eyes and frowned.
The content of the letter was very simple. Old Cao had something to do in Luoyang and would not be returning to Qiao County this year. He was to spend the New Year with his uncles.
This year was the third year of Guanghe, which was the year 183 AD. There was only one month left before the new year, and then it would be the year 184, the time of the Yellow Turban uprising.
When the time came, the world would be in chaos. Whether it was Jizhou, Yanzhou, Yuzhou, Qingzhou, Xuzhou, or Jingzhou, all of them would be rebelled by the Yellow Turban. They were honest farmers who would dare to hit local tyrants and attack county towns with hoes. They would be very fierce!
Landlords and rich people like the Cao family were not safe even at home, let alone walking on the road. After all, they were not afraid of thieves stealing, but they were afraid of thieves thinking about them. Who asked them to have so much food!
Cao Ang's heart thumped!
As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall!
But in this world, when the Yellow Turbans were in chaos, where was the safe place?
He wants me to pick up a weapon and fight with the Yellow Turban?
Get lost!
That's Old Cao's business. He's the one who's planting the trees, and I'm the one who's enjoying the shade. I won't join in the fun.
but
Where should he go?
Cao Ang thought hard, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
That's right!
Si Li Luo Yang was absolutely safe!
During the Yellow Turban rebellion, the Emperor promoted He Jin as the Great General and sent troops to guard the eight passes of Luoyang. They were strictly guarded and defended. It was as steady as an old dog's rhythm. Although the 100,000 Yellow Turban soldiers in Yingchuan caused a huge ruckus, weren't they still suppressed?
Go to Luoyang!
He had to go to Luoyang!
Having made up his mind, Cao Ang waved his hand."Manqing, go and prepare. I want to go to Luoyang!”
Cao Manqing was stunned." Young Master, are you crazy?" Why did he suddenly want to go to Luoyang? It was a world of ice and snow, and there were bandits on the road. It was better to stay at home!”
"Old Cao is in Luoyang, how can we not reunite during the new year?”
Cao Ang waved the silk letter in his hand. His meaning was very clear. It was the master's order.
"This…"
Cao Manqing scratched her head and frowned.""But Young Master, you're the only one left in the house now. If you leave, who will take care of this house? What if the things in the house are lost?”
That was a problem.
One had to know that Old Cao was a rich man with more than ten thousand dollars.
Back then, Cao Ang's grandfather, Cao Song, was a fierce person who spent money like dirt. He spent tens of millions of money to buy the official position of Grand Commandant.
It was obviously not good to leave these things here.
but
What should he do?
Cao Ang pondered for a long time and suddenly thought of a move.
That's right! I'm going to be a f * cking silkpants. How can I not lose?
"Isn't that simple?" he immediately called out. If we sell them all, we can move our entire family to Luoyang, right?”
Once the war broke out, other than grain, these industries would depreciate rapidly. Selling them now was equivalent to making a huge profit. When they reached Luoyang, they would stock up on a batch of grain. Next year, the Yellow Turban uprising would definitely cause the grain prices to soar!
when the time comes
Hehe!
When had Yours Truly ever made a loss?
However, Cao Manqing did not understand. He stared at Cao Ang in disbelief and almost knelt down in front of Cao Ang. He cried,"
"Young Master! This was the ancestral property, and they could not buy it!”
"If Master finds out, he will definitely be furious!”
"Young Master, think twice ~~~"
Cao Ang flew into a rage." You dog! My father is far away in Luoyang. I am the one who makes the decisions in this house. Do whatever I tell you to do. If you dare to be long-winded, I will break your legs!"”
"Young Master!" Cao Manqing shivered in fear.
Cao Ang's tiger eyes widened. If no one comes to buy anything tomorrow morning, I'll break one of your arms first!”
Cao Manqing knew that Cao Ang was capable, so she quickly snorted,""Young Master, don't. I'll do it now!"
The next morning.
Cao Ang washed up and changed under the service of the servant girls.
This was the last moment of warmth, so how could he waste it? He looked around,"Little Xiangxiang, you're not bad. You've grown in size after not seeing you for a day. Come, come, let this young master…"
The servant girl avoided him with a muffled voice. Her face was red with embarrassment."Young Master, I'm not Ah Xiang. I'm Lan ~~~"
Cao Ang patted his head." Aiyo, look at my memory. It's Lan. That's right, it's Lan!" Yesterday, I heard from the steward that the grain in the house was being harvested very quickly. Did you steal all of it?”
Alan shook his head like a rattle-drum."Young Master, that's not it."
Cao Ang glared at him." You still dare to quibble? If you didn't eat it, how could it grow so fast? Come, let this Young Master have it!"
"Ding! [D-class dandy behavior. Obtained 300 dandy points!]”
As expected!
He got it again.
At this moment, Cao Manqing's voice came from outside the room.""Young Master, the county's banquet is here.”
In the Han Dynasty, the middleman in the market was known as the " Zang Association." After the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it was also known as the " Ya Fei." In the Song Dynasty, it was also known as the " Ya Hang."
When they heard that the Cao family was going to sell their ancestral property, they rushed over. It must be known that the real fertile farmland was all in the hands of the great clans, and the fertile farmland of Qiao County was all in the hands of the Cao family.
Of course!
The people who came were not only from the county's association, but also from the Cao clan. When they heard that Cao Ang wanted to buy the ancestral property, they were so scared that they almost lost their souls. A child selling his father's land was disloyal and unfilial!
"Got it."
Cao Ang shouted and reluctantly left the warm embrace. He walked out of the house with tiger steps and dragon steps, and met more than ten fierce eyes staring at him fiercely.
"Ang 'er, your father isn't here. How can you sell your ancestral property? This is disloyal and unfilial!”
The person who had accused him was Cao Cao's younger brother, Cao Ren. He was obviously furious. The muscles on his face twitched slightly, and his teeth were grinding loudly. He clenched his fists tightly, as if he was going to beat him up.
"Nephew, I don't care if you sell other things, but this is an ancestral property. It's something passed down from our ancestors!”
Cao Ang also knew the person who was trying to persuade him. He was Cao Cao's brother, Xiahou Yuan. He wasn't as hot-tempered as Cao Ren, but his angry expression made Cao Ang very unhappy!
"That's right! This is our ancestral property, we can't sell it!"
"You're betraying your father's land. You're disloyal and unfilial. Be careful not to be struck by lightning!”
"Little thing, your father is not here. No one can deal with you, right?”
“......”
All sorts of voices drowned Cao Ang out, but Cao Ang was not afraid at all. He puffed out his chest and put his hands on his hips, shouting,"What does it have to do with you guys that I'm selling my own business? Eat salty radishes and worry less!"
"Ding! [C-class dandy behavior. Obtained 500 dandy points!]”
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