Outside the Bei'an Prince's Mansion, carriages were constantly coming. Most of the people who got off the car were old men with snow-white beards or gray-white beards, and some middle-aged men with black beards. As for the young men who had just passed the title, most of them rode horses. After dismounting, they stood aside and waited for the old men to come over and get together.

"Lao Luo, are you here too?" Someone saw Marquis Jinghai get off the car and greeted him meaningfully.

With Cheng Mo's rise, the friction between Luo An and him had been infinitely expanded. Some people even said that the King of Bei'an was too generous and did not target Luo An, allowing the Jinghai Marquis' Mansion to remain in the world. Even the close friends of Jinghai Marquis were alienated from him. Luo An's brothers were also highly excluded in the playboy circle.

As for Luo An, he had long become a useless person in the clan, and no one wanted to pay attention to him.

All the nobles did not expect that the Marquis of Jinghai also came, and they all stopped and looked over.

The Marquis of Jinghai smiled bitterly. The King of Bei'an himself did not take the dispute over the spirit at that time, but these irrelevant people watched the people take a break. In recent years, the more Cheng Mo rose, the more he and his nephew were excluded and neglected. Last year, he took the initiative to register for the installation of heating equipment. King of Bei'an ignored the past and sent someone to install it for him. The relationship between the two was considered to be eased, but these people pretended not to see it.

This is true for human feelings.

"Old Pang, are you here too?" Jinghai Hou responded and greeted the nobles present one by one. Many people nodded coldly, while others simply ignored him.

Another carriage stopped in the open space in front of the mansion. When the curtain was lifted, Ji'an Hou walked out of the carriage.

"Lao Wu is here." Many old men came forward, and the younger ones were all respected. Marquis Ji'an was surrounded at once, and everyone was scrambling to talk to him, and he couldn't handle it. Marquis Jinghai was left aside, but he didn't feel anything, and he had long been used to it.

Behind Marquis Ji'an, a man about thirty years old walked down, with bright eyes and straight figure standing quietly behind Marquis Ji'an.

When he saw this man, more than half of them left Ji'an Hou and ran to say hello to him: "Doctor Wu is here too?"

"Dr. Wu, how are you doing lately?"

"Oh, Doctor Wu, I got a new set of chimes two days ago, and the sound was clear and I was sent to someone. Why didn't you accept it?" Another smiled flatteringly and said.

"I am a rough man, how can I understand musical instruments? You should keep them yourself." Wu Kong responded lightly.

Someone next to him sneered: "Doctor Wu wants nothing? How can you send it?"

"Not that. Wu Langzhong, I heard that King Bei'an wanted to compile a list of rich people, but really? I don't know how much money I can be selected?" Finally someone came to the point.

Not far from the Marquis of Qinghai, one person said to the other: "This rich list is reported by Wu Langzhong. He heard that King Bei'an said that he immediately returned to his house and told Marquis of Ji'an that fortunately someone was visiting Marquis of Ji'an. After listening to it, we were able to know."

The tone is extremely envious, so when you are close to King Bei'an, the news is that you are more informed than others.

Another person said, "Alas, having children should be like King Bei'an. If you can't give birth to someone like King Bei'an, don't give birth to someone with the surname Luo, and let the family fall into a desperate situation at any time."

This person was targeting Marquis Jinghai. Marquis Jinghai was used to it, and his emotions were not turbulent, but he just watched everyone quietly hold high and step on low.

Over there, Wu Kong responded politely one by one, stepped forward and said, "Father, let's go."

If he knew that the news was spreading so quickly and there were so many people, he would advise his father to come back in two days. The list of rich people cannot be completed in one or two days, and it will be no later than this time.

Marquis Ji'an and the nobles nodded. When they saw Marquis Jinghai, they were slightly stunned and nodded at him.

Marquis Jinghai was used to being neglected and always being a transparent person. When Marquis Ji'an said that, his eyes suddenly became wet and he had the urge to cry. He cursed himself secretly, when did he become so weak? He just nodded in a symbolic way. Is it necessary to do this?

Behind Wu Kong and Marquis of Ji'an, a large group of people were followed, as if they were the leaders and led a group of nobles to the Bei'an Palace for a visit.

Cheng Mo was not in Bei'an Palace, so he went to the Sili School Captain and said to the group of secret spies who had assigned tasks: "No matter what means you use, just investigate the matters within the scope of responsibility clearly, and it must be true."

The first time the spies took over the job of investigating assets, they were somewhat uncomfortable. These people were selected from the army, and they were not adapted to being spies at first. After Cheng Mojiu and his teachings, they gradually became proficient. Now they are just investigating the assets of all kinds of people, so what is the matter?

"No!" They agreed in an orderly manner.

Cheng Mo nodded with satisfaction: "Let's go."

As long as they are given time, a detailed report will be placed before the case.

Cheng Mo's carriage was as soon as he drove down Yu Street, and the road from Yu Street to the front of the mansion was blocked. In addition to the carriage and horses, there were many slaves. Several of these people stood in a bunch of them, looking quite rules, but whether they were in the middle of the road or on the side of the road, as long as there was an open space, they would stand.

Cheng Mo frowned: "What's wrong?"

He has been busy in front of his mansion for many years and has been accustomed to it for a long time, but there is only one situation where the road is blocked like this, that is, something has happened. It seems that nothing has happened recently.

The coachman Xiaodong went down to ask, and came back and said, "Alang, someone is sitting quietly at the door of the mansion."

"Okay, come to our mansion to sit quietly?" Cheng Mo got out of the car and walked over. He saw that the steps in front of the mansion were full of people. Some people were sitting in the open space, full of brocade clothes. When he glanced at the color of the beards, he seemed to be sitting in line according to his age.

"The King of Bei'an is here."

"I just said that King Bei'an is definitely not in the mansion. If he wants to be in the mansion, how could he not see us?"

"When did you say it?"

"I clearly said that you didn't hear it."

There were so many chaos, Cheng Mo didn't hear what he said clearly. He walked closer and saw that he was all nobles. He couldn't help but wonder, and said, "What are you doing here?"

Shouldn’t you go to Weiyang Palace if you want to sit in a quiet place? Is it useful to come to me?

With a "boom", Cheng Mo was surrounded in the middle, and several guards following behind were squeezed to the side.

"Prince, I have to count on the list of rich people. You can say how much you want, even if you sell the money, I will pay."

"Prince, I am the same as me. It's okay to have as much as you want, just let me be on the list."

"I want to go there too."

"I'm one, I still have a farm. If it doesn't work, I'll sell the farm."

...

Cheng Mo was so angry that his head hurt, and he shouted: "Why are you quarreling? Come one by one."

"..." The messy sounds disappeared, and the old men were so quiet, like children who did something wrong, lowered their heads and did not dare to say anything.

Cheng Mo pointed casually: "You, tell me what's going on."
Chapter completed!