In the past few days after meeting Cao Yong, Cheng Mengxian focused on collecting all the rumors about Cao Yong. Since he met Cao Yong, he knew that the previous rumors were wrong, and that person was definitely not a good person to talk to.

Although he regretted and used the wrong method to approach the Cao family, he knew that regret was useless, and it was serious to think of ways to make up for it.

Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.

The more I inquired, the more I was shocked.

The Cao family made its fortune paved with the foundation of several generations of the Cao family's ancestors; Cao Yong made its fortune only when Cao Zhizao sent his son to Beijing in the 48th year of the Kangxi reign.

Although there were countless storms, Cao Yong was extremely lucky and always had peace and safety in the end. Among them, even with the emperor's care, Cao Yong was left with the power to protect himself.

Cheng Mengxian remembered that when he saw Cao Yong that day, Cao Yong was not surprised by Sun Jue's entry. When it came to Sun Jue's nine thousand taels of silver, Cheng Mengxian understood that the person who escorted the silver cart that day was not the servant of the Sun family, but the manager of the Cao family.

Thinking of this, thinking about Cao Yong's gaze that day, he couldn't say anything...

Is it considered a retribution in this life? I just looked down on the Sun family and the Li family, and made a joke in front of the Cao family?

Do you think you are rich and generous?

A sign with the word "Cheng" blurred his eyes and made him arrogant.

After learning that the establishment of the Cao family Daoxiang Village was not the niece's idea. The Cao family did not take advantage of her niece, but instead handed her the profitable transaction to her, leaving her with a four-point dividend. Cheng Meng showed that Cao Yong was not something that could be impressed by money...

I should wait for my cousin to write, and then I should give the Cao family an explanation...

But Cao Ying had been on the side for half an hour and arrived outside the front door, picked up the lamp Hutong, and stopped a carriage in front of a small house.

Along the way, sitting in the carriage, Cao Ying seemed to be unable to hear the noise outside the carriage. Her heart was like a drumming, and her palms were full of sweat.

At this moment, an old lady had approached her and asked through the curtain of the car: "Grandma, are you calling the door?"

"Yeah!" Cao Ying said in a hoarse voice.

The woman gave her an order and two young men followed her to knock on the door.

"Who?" As he spoke, footsteps came from the door and asked through it.

The woman cleared her throat and said, "I am the inner manager of this house. The old man told me to come and deliver things to my new aunt and grandma."

The house here has been in the house for a few days, and the front yard is in charge, and probably knows that it is not a serious residence, but an outdoor room. When I heard the words outside, I didn't doubt it was there, and I pushed the door open with a creak.

Seeing that there were two housekeepers and several healthy servants outside, the man was stunned and was pushed away just as he wanted to pull the door.

The woman glared at him and said, "Random, grandma is here, why don't you tell me that my aunt and grandma are coming to pay my respects?"

The concierge was in his fifties. After hearing the woman's words, she thought to herself that she was terrible.

The master who bought a house here hides his head and shrinks his head and tail, and even the servants are temporarily hired and dare not show off. It can be seen that he is afraid of his inner husband. Now that the grandmother of the house is here, I still don’t know if the inner husband can stand it.

Although the master had hidden his name, he was wearing a fifth-grade replenishment uniform. He thought he was a person with status. Looking at the style of his grandmother traveling, it was not comparable to that of the aunt who only brought a little maid in the inner yard.

Another woman was a little more kind, took out a string of silver from her sleeve and sent it to the doorman, and said, "Brother, go and help me pass on the communication. Our grandmother is a charitable man. If she meets the new aunt, she may have a reward."

The concierge was happy when he heard this, and he did not sell himself. He just signed for half a year, so who would pay attention to the struggle between wives and concubines of wealthy families?

With a little bit of watching the show, he trotted and reported it.
Chapter completed!