Although the box cannot be pried open or smashed open, Yang Ruoqing is not worried at all about not being able to get out the gold and silver treasures inside.

Why?

This box was made by the Mo family. The current direct descendant of the Mo family is Zuo Junmo.

If you send this box to Zuo Junmo, you can pry it open in a matter of minutes, hahaha!

Taking the box with her, Yang Ruoqing quietly slipped out of the back window.

…

"Snapped!"

There was a loud slap in the face.

The person who was beaten screamed and spit out a bloody tooth.

The two housekeepers standing around were shocked, and when they were about to come up to help him, the old man scolded him.

"No one is allowed to help, no one is allowed to help, this mud thing can't go up the wall!"

The old man of the Yang family had not yet taken back the slap he extended, and he stood there with a face the color of pig liver.

"You beast, why did I speak so seriously to you two days ago?"

"It would be a good idea to ask you to quickly find a way to close the loophole. Now, the story of you selling private salt comes up again?"

"Selling illegal salt, according to Daqi law, will lead to imprisonment!"

"You beast, why are you so ridiculous in your actions? You are in your forties, and you are old and young. You are in jail. Is it possible that this big Yang family needs a seventy-year-old man like me to support it?"

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"Why can't I enjoy a few days of happiness in my old age?"

The old man scolded him so much that he was spitting, his face was sad, and his eyes were desperate!

Yang Wenxuan did not dare to pick up the bloody tooth that fell on the ground. He covered half of his swollen face and knelt straight in front of the old man.

I also cried until tears and runny nose ran down my face.

"Dad, my son is being ridiculous. He did something wrong in a moment of confusion."

"Father, please beat your son to death. If you don't beat me to death, I will go to the bottom of that prison and sit through it. I don't want to, I just want to die..." Yang Wenxuan cried.

The old man was so angry that he almost didn't mention it.

"You are worthless and irresponsible. If I had known you were such a waste, I should have squeezed you to death in the urine bucket when you were born!" the old man scolded you again.

"Get out, I don't want to see you now, get out, get out!"

"Dad, please help your son. He is really desperate now..." Yang Wenxuan came forward and hugged the old man's thigh.

"The case has been opened by the Sheriff, and the government has sent me the documents. The trial will begin the day after tomorrow."

"My son is scared, dad, please save me, wuwuwu..."

Yang Wenxuan hugged the old man's legs and cried and begged. His tears and runny nose covered the old man's legs.

The old man looked at his forty-year-old son at his feet, as if he had seen the little child in the past who was holding his thigh and acting coquettishly.

At that time, I was young and powerful and could support the entire Yang family.

Now that I am in my twilight years, my connections and resources have all been exhausted.

All the emotions turned into a sigh from the old man's mouth.

"Stop crying. I'm not dead yet. Keep your tears until I stretch out my legs and close my eyes." The old man said.

"Now, get up. I don't care what method you use. Just get some good things."

"Women, gold and silver treasures, jewelry or other collectibles."

"Get those things ready. I'll leave for Licheng in the afternoon. I had some friendship with the housekeeper of Prince Nan's Mansion in the early years. I have the nerve to go and beg him to see if this matter can be solved.

Let it be resolved." The old man said.

Yang Wenxuan quickly got up from the ground, raised his sleeves and wiped the tears and snot from his face.

"Dad, I'm going right now, I'll make sure everything is done!" Then, he turned around and ran away with the current butler.

The old housekeeper came over and helped the old man sit down.

"Why do you want him to raise money? All the money that can be mobilized in the shop and the living money in the government's books are used to pay taxes..." The old housekeeper said very puzzled.

The old man snorted and said angrily: "He can make it look like a water-soaked handkerchief and squeeze out water."

"There are so many concubines in the backyard, so many intercourse girls in the house, food, drink, toiletries, rouge, gouache, all the expenses for the four seasons,"

"Compared with each other, this income is not cheap!"

"I have to ask him to go to the backyard first and squeeze out some water. I can't take out this coffin unless it's absolutely necessary!"

Now that the coffin has been taken out, everyone in the Yang family will be drinking from the northwest!

backyard.

Yang Wenxuan told the butler, who quickly rushed into the concubine's yard with several servants.

They went from house to house looking for gold and silver jewelry, and everything hanging from the necks and ears of the concubines and maids were pulled off.

The concubines and maids were so frightened that they screamed, and the whole backyard was in a state of panic.

Yang Wenxuan himself came directly to Zhou's yard and broke into Zhou's house.

At this time, Mrs. Zhou had just finished eating and was lying there with her eyes closed and thinking about something about the backyard.

When Yang Wenxuan rushed in with a gloomy face, Zhou was startled and sat up hurriedly.

"You didn't even say hello when you came in... Oh, sir, what's wrong with your face? Why is it so swollen like this?"

Mrs. Zhou hurriedly got out of bed, walked over to Yang Wenxuan and looked at his face.

"Don't look at it, the old lady took it!"

Yang Wenxuan pushed Zhou away angrily, missing a tooth and speaking a little leaky.

Zhou was even more shocked, "What's going on? It's so good, why is the old man so angry..."

"Madam, madam, no, no, no, no, the housekeeper and a bunch of servants are raiding my aunt's yard..."

Ping'er screamed and ran in from outside. Halfway through her words, she saw Yang Wenxuan standing in the room with a gloomy face. Ping'er was so frightened that she quickly shut up and stood there at a loss.

Mrs. Zhou came back to her senses and looked from Ping'er back to Yang Wenxuan.

"Master, what happened? Why did the housekeeper lead people to search the aunts' house?" Ms. Zhou asked.

If this kind of thing had happened before, I would have been secretly happy.

I just can't stand those naughty foxes spending money randomly.

But at this moment, Mrs. Zhou had a bad premonition, that feeling was called 'lips are dead and teeth are cold!'

Sure enough, Yang Wenxuan's eyes fell coldly on Zhou: "Now the house is facing a big crisis, and we need a sum of money to plug the loophole."

"We are a family, and you are my wife. It's time to take out the contents of your box and put out the fire!" he said.

Zhou's face turned pale in panic, while shaking his head, he stepped back.

"no no……"

Yang Wenxuan took a step forward, grabbed Mr. Zhou's shoulder, and gritted his teeth and said: "If it works, you have to do it, if you don't, you have to, hand it over quickly, or I will divorce you!"
Chapter completed!