Chapter 1010 My Master is Brilliant!

Lijiazhuangzi.

The Jiang family's old courtyard was unusually lively today.

By the end of February, before March, green buds were sprouting from the grass, and the willow branches were turning slightly red.

Some unscrupulous people are also stirring up trouble.

Song Chunxue never imagined that this courtyard, which no one wanted to approach before for fear of being tainted by her bad luck as a widow, would be fought over by someone.

Oh, by the way, this courtyard used to attract men with wicked intentions who would climb over the wall in the middle of the night.

When the child was young, she would leave things under the courtyard wall.

At that time, she was filled with fear and despair, wondering why God had to have night.

At that time, this courtyard was her only support, a courtyard that others considered unlucky.

Now, this courtyard has become a hot commodity.

The three Jiang brothers, who came from the north, said they were Jiang Shuming's cousins.

They came to reunite with their relatives.

When Song Chunxue and her senior brother arrived, they were standing outside the door shouting loudly. They even called Jiang Yeming over, insisting on going into the courtyard to discuss how to divide the Jiang family's land and courtyard.

Master Zhang and the children tried to reason with them. He remained silent, while the children retorted with their own questions, asking why they didn't go to the county to find Song Chunxue.

“We brought the family genealogy with us. Jiang Shuming, his parents, and Song Chunxue are all inside. But I heard that Song Chunxue has remarried, and her sons have all moved away to start their own families. There's only one son left in the family. How can he farm all that land by himself?”

The leader was dressed in old clothes and spoke very quickly, spitting everywhere.

"Besides, we're all from the Jiang family. You're living a good life, while we're struggling to even have enough to eat. Our land is dwindling, and two of our children starved to death last year. Aren't you going to lend a hand?"

Master Zhang leaned against the wall by the door, holding his whisk, and listened calmly to their conversation.

Seeing Song Chunxue and Lord Zhao return, he didn't move. He even idly flicked his whisk and rubbed his snow-white horsehair.

"Who said I remarried?"

Song Chunxue asked loudly, "Who said we are from the same Jiang family? Have you forgotten how, when my children had no food and were about to starve to death, I went to the north to borrow grain, and you didn't even open the door and instead unleashed your dogs?"

Upon hearing this, the person who was about to force their way in turned to look at Song Chunxue.

A person's attire can be deceiving, and their words can be intimidating.

Today, Song Chunxue wore a striking and imposing dark green Taoist robe, made of fine brocade embroidered with intricate patterns. Her black hair was tied up high and held in place by a single white jade hairpin.

The elegant white jade belt, chosen by Lord Zhao in the shop, accentuated her tall and slender figure. Her black sheepskin boots and black wrist guards made her appear unapproachable and difficult to talk to.

She walked up to them, her eyes narrowed slightly, and looked at the people in front of her with a half-smile.

"Besides, I've never met you. If you were truly our relatives, they wouldn't dare come to see me. You're probably from somewhere else, impersonating members of the Jiang family, trying to seize our property, aren't you?"

Song Chunxue looked at the eldest brother and said in a deep voice, "Jiang Yeming, did you bring this person?"

Jiang Yeming was taken aback and quickly stood next to Song Chunxue. "They initially said they were here to recognize our relatives and wanted to visit our old courtyard, so I brought them along. Who knew they were after our land and courtyard?"

He glared angrily at the three ragged figures. “If they came here asking for help, we have indeed improved our lives. Giving them some food and silver to send them back would be more than enough. Who would have thought they would take advantage of us, not even caring about the money and food, and instead coming here to take over our place?”

Song Chunxue smiled faintly, "You've learned idioms quite well."

"..." Jiang Yeming opened his mouth, wanting to ask if his mother was upset that he brought the person, but it seemed that she was indeed upset with him, so he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

"You are Song Chunxue?" The leader looked Song Chunxue up and down in an extremely impolite manner, and even took a small step back to get a better look.

Song Chunxue then noticed that there were many blue bricks stacked outside the courtyard, and that bricklayers were climbing onto the roof inside the courtyard to re-lay tiles.

If she heard correctly, there was a carpenter sawing wood in the yard.

Are they renovating her house?

When Master Han casually mentioned it that day, she thought he was just saying it casually.

It seems he genuinely believes this courtyard deserves to be preserved.

Noticing Xie Zheng walk out of the courtyard and stand with Zhang Chengxuan, Song Chunxue looked away.

"It's me. What are you doing here?"

She pretended not to hear what he had said before.

Now, let's hear them say it again and see if things change.

Ordinary people are afraid of trouble. They will lose patience if they are asked and answered repeatedly, and then give up.

This tactic is very effective against people who only care about immediate gains and who throw tantrums and take their anger out on others at the slightest inconvenience.

Why does Song Chunxue know so much?

Ah, because she used to be one.

"We're here to discuss something with you. Since you're not living in this old courtyard anymore, you can give it to us." The man in the lead had dry, yellow hair, and judging from the tangled strands, he hadn't washed it for at least two months. But judging from his eyes and the way he spoke, he was a shrewd rogue.

As he spoke, he sighed and began to play the victim.

"I have seven children, six daughters and one son. Two of the daughters have already starved to death. If I can't save my son, our family line will end. Please have mercy on me..."

"Then give me your son, and I'll raise him for you." Song Chunxue stared straight at the man in front of her who didn't value his daughter as much as he wanted to have a son. Thinking of her own fate, she made the decision with extreme indifference.

Everyone present was stunned when these words were spoken.

A few of the onlookers couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Uncle-Master, you're amazing!"

“Master, you are right.”

They clapped and cheered.

Another person with messy hair pointed at Song Chunxue and said, "Are you even speaking human language? She finally gave birth to a son, and now you're raising him? Is he still her son?"

"Besides, after you remarry, everything in the house will belong to Jiang Shuming, and has nothing to do with you."

Song Chunxue smiled, a smile that revealed no emotion, but it moved Xie Zheng, who stared at her intently.

"Even if she remarried, Jiang Shuming still has four sons. How could it be your place to divide them?" Song Chunxue picked up the Worry-Free Sword at her waist. "Do you know what I do? How dare you be so arrogant and try to take things from me? You're not worthy."

"Jiang Yeming, you brought these people here. If you don't get rid of them soon, I'll make you regret it." She was too lazy to waste words with these people. "Changfeng and Changyun, grab your weapons. It's time to use you."

"Oh, Master!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Uncle-Master, don't forget about us. We're not just here to freeload."

As they spoke, some picked up apricot branches from the ground, while others picked up blue bricks, and swaggered forward.