"Young Master has returned. This servant greets you."
After these servant girls stood in line, they all squatted down neatly. After they finished speaking, they stood up again. Hong Yi glanced at them. These servant girls were all clever. Although they were not particularly beautiful, they were all very delicate. They were not very old, only between fifteen to twenty years old. It was obvious that they had been carefully selected.
"I have to keep things simple. Although I can't make too many small talk, it is too wasteful to have so many servant girls, servant girls, servants, and servants. It must be known that in Marquis Wu Wen's mansion, a population of seven to eight hundred is considered the lowest in the capital. The annual expenses are at least two to three hundred thousand taels of silver."
While Hong Yi was thinking, an old man holding a large iron pipe walked out. His back was ramrod straight, he was dressed in bright clothes, and his face was ruddy. He did not look old at all.
This old man was Shen Tianyang.
"Father." After seeing Shen Tianyang come out, Shen Tiezhu happily called out.
"Mu The Younger, is Young Master alright? I heard that he made a meritorious service in the naval battle. I saw Young Master's name on the military bulletin that was circulated by the Ministry of War. "
Shen Tianyang saw that Shen Tiezhu was fine and only nodded. He then asked about Mu The Younger. Looking at Mu The Younger's expression, his face revealed a happy smile. He then said, "Young Master, let's enter the manor. Miss Murong has just returned from the city. When she heard that Young Master has returned, she is dressing up."
"Good! Tianyang, tell the servants to arrange more rooms. These are all my trusted aides. In the future, they will all be people with status in the manor. " Hong Yi nodded and ordered, "Tie Zhu, help me prepare some precious herbs for Tianyang and bring them to the rooms."
"Okay. You and you, each of you, send two servant girls to help Young Master's trusted aides clean the rooms, tidy up their clothes, and prepare things. Instruct the kitchen to prepare a banquet to welcome Young Master."
It seemed that Shen Tianyang's job as a housekeeper was getting better and better. His instructions were flawless, which made Hong Yi secretly nod his head.
Shen Tianyang was already old. Hong Yi didn't bring him to the battlefield because he had spent most of his life in Jianghu. It was time for him to rest and recuperate. Now it seemed that Rong had taken good care of himself. Hong Yi was very pleased with this situation.
Immediately, Mr. Zhou, Lélie, Wen Feiyan, Hills, and the rest went to rest. Over the past few days, they had been living in tents at night. Even though they did not lack in supplies, it was inconvenient for them to take a bath. Now that they had finally returned to Green Willow Heights, it was time for them to adjust themselves and recover their tense spirits.
Even though they were Peak Innate Experts, they were exhausted after traveling for so many days.
Even though these people were Prince Hefei's subordinates that Hong Yi had subdued, they were now dead set on following Hong Yi. Originally, they were a little uneasy when they betrayed Prince Hefei. However, as Hong Yi grew stronger every day and became a Ghost Immortal who had surpassed the Life and Death Realm, they were no longer afraid of Prince Hefei.
Even if the sky fell, there was Hong Yi, the Great Ghost Immortal, to hold it up. What was there to be afraid of?
Green Willow Heights had truly changed. It had been expanded to twice its original size, and the houses inside were all made of fine cedar wood. The railings were carved with flowers, and there were curtains everywhere. The courtyard was also made of clean bluestone slabs, and the corridors of the courtyard were made of polished wooden flooring. A snow-white carpet was laid on the floor. Although it wasn't made of the extremely valuable "alpaca" wool, it was still wool from the Western Region.
It was really a pavilion every three steps and a floor every five steps. The rooms were even more twisted and turned.
In every corner, there were also servants standing motionless.
It was both quiet and full of people. In some corners, there were even big cauldrons burning. The cauldrons were filled with charcoal and looked after by servants. Therefore, the servants standing there did not feel cold at all. However, it was not like the Shuiyang Province's Inspector Mansion, where the soldiers had to stand in the cold wind and rain.
"Tianyang, how much did Murong Yan spend to expand like this?" Hong Yi looked at all this and asked Shen Tianyang, who was beside him. If Shen Tianyang had not led the way, he would not have recognized his own home.
"About 130,000 taels of silver," Shen Tianyang said honestly.
"So much? Then how much does our Green Willow Heights spend every month with so many servants, servants, maids, and maids? "Hong Yi asked again.
"Currently, our Green Willow Manor has 253 maids, 50 guards and warriors, and 223 male servants who do odd jobs. In total, there are 526 people. Each of us receives a monthly allowance of two taels of silver. Including the rewards during festivals, sacrifices, entertaining guests, food and drinks, and so on, during the winter season, we've spent a lot on the cotton-padded clothes and firewood for more than 500 people. We spend about four to five thousand taels of silver a month, which is about fifty thousand taels of silver a year." Shen Tianyang was indeed someone who had been a steward for a long time. He was very clear about the accounts.
"50,000 taels of silver a year? My goodness, this is simply unimaginable. If I had not obtained the huge wealth in the Cosmos Sack of the Daizen Temple, I'm afraid I would have to sell the three Peach God Warships soon after I came back. "
Hearing that it would cost at least 50,000 taels of silver a year, Hong Yi also felt a little speechless.
When he left Green Willow Heights last year, the income of the entire Heights was only about 7,000 taels of silver a year. In other words, the income of the entire Heights could not cover the huge expenses at all.
"Don't tell me that Murong Yan is the one who pays for everything? I remember that she is a miser and stingy. "
However, Hong Yi had led troops to war before, so he knew how difficult it was to manage a family. The bigger the family, the bigger the expenses. If it was not money here or there, it was money there.
Even a person like Hong Xuanji, who had such a huge Marquis Wu Wen Mansion, needed money from Madam Zhao's maiden family to be able to keep up with the expenses. With Hong Xuanji's salary and the income of the Heights, it was impossible for him to maintain the expenses.
With his own doubts, Hong Yi passed through a long corridor and a few doors, and walked into a wing in the south.
As soon as he entered the wing, a wave of warm air hit him in the face.
In the wing, there was a large copper basin that was exquisitely cast. There was charcoal without any smell of smoke burning in it. There were several large bronze cauldrons that were burning in them. The carpet on the floor was clean and smooth, giving off the atmosphere of a palace in a foreign land.
Murong Yan was sitting on a large carved mahogany chair in the center of the wing. She was dressed in snow-white clothes and had a ribbon tied on her head. She had a special exotic charm.
Beside her stood an old man. He had a white beard and white hair, and his hair was tied into a ponytail. His entire body was covered in loose clothes. His eyes were sharp and his aura was restrained. Clearly, he was a fist technique grandmaster. Moreover, his spirit and body were one.
Hong Yi also recognized this person. He was Chi Zhuiyang's teacher, called Uncle Gan.
"Hong Yi, you're back! What about our deal? I also saw the imperial court bulletin. " When Murong Yan saw Hong Yi walk in, she carelessly stretched out her hand, still as proud and greedy as before.
"Well said," Hong Yi raised his hand, and a long blood-red line shot towards Murong Yan, but Murong Yan caught it.
"Hmm. I've made a profit from this deal. Blood-patterned steel. " After getting the blood-patterned steel needle, Murong Yan looked at it happily. Then, she sent her spirit into it and tried to use the blood-patterned steel needle to wander around in the air.
However, next to Murong Yan, Uncle Gan, the Martial Arts Grandmaster, moved his eyelids, and then he seemed to be thinking about something.
"Eh, Miss … just now, just now, just now, his spirit thought was pure Yang Qi, not the kind of deep Yin Qi. What's going on? "
As a Martial Arts Grandmaster, he was very sensitive to the surrounding air flow, cold wind, and warm wind.
"Not bad, eh? How can your thoughts be so warm! Not deep Yin Qi! This … is impossible! How is this possible … You've passed the lightning tribulation? How is this possible? You've become a ghost immortal? Passed the lightning tribulation? Heavens … "
Murong Yan was a brilliant disciple of Xuantian Hall, and her dao techniques had been cultivated to the realm of manifestation. In addition, she had a deep understanding of dao techniques. Just now, she had been immersed in the joy of obtaining the blood-patterned steel, and hadn't paid much attention. Now that she had, she suddenly recalled it, and her spirit immediately returned to her body. Then, she looked at Hong Yi as if she had seen a ghost, stammering.
"Eh, Sunchaser? You've actually cultivated to the realm of a grandmaster! My goodness, what kind of martial arts do you practice, for your qi and blood to be so vigorous! What medicine did you take? "
Uncle Gan then saw Chi Zhuiyang standing at the door.
"Master, Miss."
Chi Zhuiyang hurriedly walked in, bowed, and then looked at Hong Yi. Hong Yi nodded slightly before he opened his mouth to speak. "Young master is now a lightning tribulation expert, and his spiritual power is unparalleled, surpassing life and death. It is precisely because of young master's grace that I have taken the Yuan Yang Pearl, many spirit medicines, and even practiced the Dragon Elephant Seal Marrow Refining Secret that I have cultivated to the realm of a grandmaster."
"Impossible!"
Uncle Gan's hair began to tremble slightly, and his eyes stared fixedly at Hong Yi. "Lightning tribulation expert! Even the three grand mentors of our Yun Meng Empire, and the two hall masters of Xuantian Hall, have not reached this realm! Even the marshal of the Iron Stupa, Bi Shihua, has not reached this realm! In our entire Yun Meng Empire, there are no more than five people who have reached this realm! If you had reached this realm, you would have long been able to laugh at the heavens and earth … "
Lightning tribulation experts were already existences that could laugh at the heavens and earth.
"Oh? There are still five lightning tribulation experts in the Yun Meng Empire? I thought there were only Peacock King Xing Xuan, Sky Snake King Xing Mou, and Xuantian Hall Master and his wife. There are actually more? There are indeed many experts in this world. "
Hong Yi smiled faintly, and with a wave of his hand, he covered Uncle Gan.
Rumble!
Uncle Gan only felt that the moment Hong Yi opened his hand, an overwhelming pressure enveloped him from all directions, turning him into an eggshell!
Then, his body flew into the air. Inside the invisible eggshell, he punched out fiercely, but to no avail.
Hong Yi loosened his grip. Plop! Uncle Gan somersaulted in the air, and landed steadily on the ground. His body moved, and with an unbelievable speed, he rushed toward Hong Yi.
"Close combat?" While speaking, Hong Yi moved his wrist, and in a flash, he used the Swift Thunder Arc Light, and with one move, he pushed Uncle Gan back.
"Lightning Blade Scripture? True Wu Sheng Physique! True Martial Fist Will! Why, why are you an expert in Dao techniques, but also able to condense Martial Fist Will! Could it be, could it be that you have comprehended the state of Thoughtless Tranquility? "Uncle Gan said in shock.
"Oh? You also know about the state of Thoughtless Tranquility? "Hong Yi was surprised. He did not expect this Uncle Gan to know so much.
"Miss, you have made the right bet! With the help of Young Master Hong Yi, hmph! The entire Murong Family's old fogeys, and those spoiled brats, can only be worthy of licking your boots! " Uncle Gan knelt on one knee, and said to Murong Yan, "Miss, Young Master Hong Yi played me in the palm of his hand with just a thought. My blood and Qi could not even affect his spirit. Young Master Hong Yi is a ghost immortal who has passed the lightning tribulation, and is one of the top experts in this world!"
"So it is true?" Murong Yan's mouth was wide open, like a fish out of water, and she was stunned.
"What's going on?" Hong Yi heard the clues in the words, and asked. He showed his strength this time, on one hand, to intimidate Murong Yan. After all, she was Yun Meng's subordinate, and the situation was a little complicated. Showing his super strength could deter anyone from acting recklessly.
"It's not a big deal, I betrayed the family. Hmph, those old fogeys in the family, after losing the battle, they wanted to send me out, saying that I would be the maid of that Champion Marquis, and sent to the army to spy on information. Who knows what would happen to me? Naturally, I could not stand it, so I secretly took my private stash, and lived in Green Willow Heights, not going back! " Murong Yan snorted coldly, "Otherwise, why would I spend more than a hundred thousand to repair the houses in the village?"
"Champion Marquis again?" Hong Yi heard this, and frowned.
However, when the Champion Marquis fought Yun Meng at the border, he actually beat the group of aristocratic families to the point that they had to offer their women to make peace, which was very fierce.
However, as a woman like Murong Yan, being sent to the army, would definitely lead to a miserable end. This did not even need to think about it. Although her dao techniques were not bad, how could she spy on a person like the Champion Marquis? She would probably end up being toyed with.
"Hong Yi, I think this Green Willow Heights should be taken care of by me. You actually cultivated to become a Thunder Tribulation Ghost Immortal! This is simply a supreme existence, and you can even look down on our Emperor Yun Meng. I want to climb up to you. "Murong Yan looked at Hong Yi, restrained some of her pride, and said after a moment of silence.
Hearing this, Hong Yi frowned even more, and pondered in his heart, and could not help but ask, "How do I climb up to you?" As soon as the words came out, he suddenly felt a little abrupt, so he changed his words and said, "Anyway, it is not bad for you to manage Green Willow Heights. Now that I have returned to Jade Capital, there are still many things to do. By the way, since you have left the family, how many people and money do you have? What is the situation in Jade Capital now? Tell me about it. "
As he spoke, Hong Yi's gaze fell on the thick pile of court bulletins on the table. At the same time, a wisp of his consciousness entered the Mini Chiliocosm in the Qiankun Bag.
"Why are these court bulletins engraved? I remember that some court bulletins of the imperial court are hand-copied. Who would spend so much effort to carve a wooden board to print court bulletins? "
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