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Chapter 880: Chapter 880 Transfer of Ownership_1

Upon suddenly hearing Qiao Changshun’s words, Tong Sanlang was momentarily stunned before nodding and saying, “Alright.”

In these days, he had not even thought of his own birth mother, let alone Qiao Qinghe.

Thinking about the various situations that might arise after bringing Qiao Qinghe back, he said, “However, there may be more contact with Sun Junyan in the future.”

“If there’s no business, don’t look for him,” Qiao Changshun said.

Tong Sanlang thought about it and nodded in agreement.

Back at the manor before going to bed, Tong Sanlang shared Qiao Changshun’s words with Qiao Xiaomai.

Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, “Just bring him back then.”

“Prepare for Sun Junyan to come looking for trouble,” Tong Sanlang said.

At those words, Qiao Xiaomai scoffed, “Ha, what trouble can he cause? We won’t even let him through the front door. With Uncle Fan and a bunch of people guarding, there’s nothing to worry about.”

The crops growing on her land were meant for the exclusive supply of the Royal Family, would Sun Junyan dare to make a fuss?

They’d throw him out in minutes.

“So will you come with me tomorrow?” Tong Sanlang asked.

“No, I’ll tidy up the house a bit.”

Qiao Qinghe is coming; we’ll need to set aside a room for him specially.

There were plenty of empty rooms in the Bamboo Fragrance Residence; one just needed to be cleaned up, and then they had to add a heated brick bed, as the weather had turned cold and Qiao Qinghe shouldn’t be left to freeze.

The next day, Tong Sanlang and Qiao Changshun drove three carts, visiting each household that had decided to sell their land yesterday, and took them to the County Government Office.

With the county magistrate Dai present, the transfer of the land titles was expedited.

Soon after completing the transfer, Tong Sanlang now had an additional four hundred and eighty-five acres of medium-quality farmland to his name.

At the same time, he had splashed out nearly three thousand taels of silver; watching the stack of silver notes being handed over, Qiao Changshun felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

However, thinking about the land titles in Tong Sanlang’s possession, he soon came to terms with it.

Next year’s crops, they must earn back these three thousand taels of silver!

After completing the transfer of the land titles, Tong Sanlang then drew up employment contracts, hiring those people as permanent laborers. As long as they worked diligently, he couldn’t dismiss them without good reason.

In front of County Magistrate Dai, Tong Sanlang wrote more than ten contracts, and pressed his handprint on each one.

With these contracts, coupled with Tong Sanlang’s status as a scholar, most of the people’s anxieties were put to rest.

Carrying the silver notes and the contracts, their eyes turned to Tong Sanlang with fervent admiration.

With the main business concluded, Tong Sanlang and Qiao Changshun let those people drive their ox carts and donkey carts back home first while they hired a horse-drawn carriage to head for the small courtyard where Sun Junyan lived.

After being named a successful candidate in the imperial examinations, Sun Junyan was still living in that same small courtyard.

With Sun Family imprisoned, he was often not at home, and usually only Qiao Meipan and the caregiver for Qiao Qing were there in the courtyard.

Sun Junyan harbored resentment in his heart toward Qiao Qinghe, his father, who had tried to strangle him—a profound grievance!

But now he was a successful examinee, and he was also in conflict with Qiao Xiaomai. If he mistreated Qiao Qinghe, Qiao Xiaomai would most certainly capitalize on the point to accuse him of being unfilial.

To avoid giving Qiao Xiaomai a handle on him, he hired a caretaker at a high price.

But he himself preferred to stay away from the Capital City, out of sight and out of mind.

When Tong Sanlang and Qiao Changshun arrived in their carriage, Qiao Meipan was cooking lunch. Seeing that it was these two, Qiao Meipan couldn’t help but recall the last time Tong Sanlang had made a move against her, and she shrank back, asking, “What do you want?”

“We’re here to take our dad back,” Tong Sanlang didn’t speak, but Qiao Changshun replied.

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