Marrying a Powerful Minister and Living as a Widow? The Transmigrated Cannon Fodder Refuses!

Jiang Yuzhu transmigrated into a book, becoming Xie Zhao's early-deceased original wife. The story begins with a bang: the original owner is on her way to commit adultery, a scheme orchestrated...

Chapter 353 My master is not your father!

Furong stood there for a moment, confused. She wiped away her tears fiercely, and when she saw the caravan on the official road, a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"Sir, please save my grandfather. I will definitely repay you!"

Furong stepped forward and knelt down in front of Xie Zhao's horse, looking pitiful.

The repayment she mentioned included giving herself to him without asking for any status.

If it were an ordinary man, seeing Furong so delicate, he would have already felt pity for her.

Xie Zhao sat on the horse with a cold expression and no ripples in his eyes. He just stared down at Furong.

"Sir, seeing that you are wearing official uniform, you must hold a high position. Please!"

Furong's eyes were red and her body was shaky, making her look even more fragile.

Jiang Yuzhu leaned against the car window and watched the whole process. She said in a cheerful tone, "Thank you, sir. The suffering of the people you were looking for has come!"

A group of bullies chased Xiao Baihua. In order to punish the bullies, the official rescued the beauty heroically, stood up for Xiao Baihua, and won her favor and pledged his love to her.

Jiang Yuzhu imagined the whole story and said with a smile: "The girl is indeed as beautiful as a flower. As a woman, I am almost moved."

"Ma'am, stop making trouble."

Xie Zhao turned aside helplessly, a doting look in his eyes as he said, "Tell Hong Jin not to buy you any more storybooks. They're all crap. How can they be as good as the stories I write for you?"

Most of the stories written by Xie Zhao are about major cases, which are very brain-burning. The love stories involved are limited and mostly involve personal grudges.

"indeed."

Jiang Yuzhu looked at Furong, who was wiping her tears and trembling all over, frowned and said thoughtfully, "Yuanhe, since we have encountered this, we must take care of it."

Xie Zhao pursed his lips, his expression indifferent, and said to Furong, "Get up and answer."

At this moment, more than a dozen servants had already caught up with the old man, shouting, "This is Xunyang, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"

Jiang Yuzhu thought Xie Zhao would definitely show his strength, but unexpectedly he just said indifferently: "This girl owes you money?"

"Exactly, fifty taels of silver!"

Several servants looked at each other, and finally the leader answered.

If you owe money, you must pay it back. If you don’t have the money to pay it back, then arrest someone to pay it back!

Xie Zhao seemed to be thinking about something, but his expression remained calm. He said in a cold voice, "In that case, get out of the way."

"What?"

These words stunned the old servant and Furong.

This doesn't seem right. Shouldn't we rescue Furong?

As Xie Zhao's confidant, Liang An already understood his master's logic and said dissatisfiedly, "My master told you to go somewhere else to solve the problem. Don't block the official road!"

Xie Zhao didn't care about this trivial matter.

Furong was stunned. She knelt down again and begged bitterly, "Sir, please save Furong. I don't want to be sold to a brothel. I'd rather die than just run into a wall!"

"Whatever choice you make, it's your decision."

Facing the beauty crying, Xie Zhao spoke in a cold tone without any mercy.

The servant said that Furong was taken away because her family owed a debt.

According to the laws of Da Qi, this matter is reasonable.

As to whether Furong was sold into a brothel or became a maid to pay off her debts, it all depended on the creditor's intention.

"You shouldn't ask me for help. It's safer to ask the creditor for help."

If Furong asks Xie Zhao for help, Xie Zhao will have to repay the money for her and take on a burden that he cannot get rid of.

To benefit the people, we must first be reasonable, rather than forcibly solving other people's problems.

"Yuanhe, you really are..."

Jiang Yuzhu pondered Xie Zhao's logic and could find no fault with it.

People say he is unkind, but he cares about the poor people and always sticks to his bottom line.

Xie Zhao was not willing to pay for a problem that could be solved with a few dozen taels of silver.

"Yuzhu, the woman named Furong also said that she is willing to repay you with her body, which means she has already made preparations for this. She just wants to change people. She doesn't like the master of that family."

If Furong only wanted to be a slave, Xie Zhaoxing would ask her more questions.

Now that I see that the other party has some ulterior motives, I don’t bother to care.

"Master, please have mercy!"

Furong fell to her knees, her body disheveled by the wind. This was different from what she had expected.

She thought that after this incident, Lord Xie would definitely show sympathy for her and rescue her and take her back to Beijing.

On the way back to Beijing, Furong tried to find another way to climb onto Xie Zhao's bed.

The old man also knelt down and begged for help, tears streaming down his face, looking somewhat pitiful: "Please, just give Furong a bite to eat..."

"There are caravans passing by on the official road every quarter of an hour. Why did you target my master instead of asking for help from others?"

Liang An looked suspicious and even more dissatisfied, "My master is not a Bodhisattva, why should he show mercy?"

"Also, the wife is the one who makes the decisions in the family, the master has no say."

Liang An finished speaking in one breath, and he felt that the breath in his chest was smoother.

Furong was startled and showed an expression of disbelief.

She was a smart person. After careful consideration, she realized that the crux of the problem was not that the other party was stealing her, but that he owed her money.

Furong quickly realized what was happening and cried again, "You know, it's my father who owes the debt!"

"A daughter pays her father's debts. It's only right!"

Xie Zhao kept silent. Liang An understood and immediately stepped forward to speak for him. "My master is not your father, so why should he bear the responsibility of paying you dozens of taels of silver?"

It's really strange these days. People don't want to meddle in other people's business, but they still force you to do something.

Furong was speechless and was just thinking about how to respond when the old man spoke: "Sir, you are wearing official uniform and hold a high position. I have no other choice but to ask you for help."

If the old man fabricated that Furong's father was a gambler and in debt, Xie Zhao would not care. He could only say with tears in his eyes, "Master Jie, the kidnapper, had long been attracted by Furong's beauty and thus set a trap."

Furong's father is illiterate, and Master Jie deceives Furong's father into signing a contract to buy and sell land, and tampered with the contract.

The family lost all their property and still owed Master Jie dozens of taels of silver.

"The old man is useless and can't pay back the money at all. I have nowhere to turn to, so I had to run away!"

The reasons the old man fabricated were logical and impeccable.

From this perspective, it was Furong's father who was deceived and ended up in debt, and the responsibility does not lie with Furong's family.

Now, it’s time for Xie Zhao to mind his own business!

"Old man, who told you to talk nonsense?"

To prove his sincerity, the servant slapped the old man.

The old man stumbled and fell, looking extremely pitiful.

"That's too much! How can you bully others like this?"

Before Xie Zhao could say anything, a fast horse came up on the official road and a "man" with thick eyebrows and big eyes jumped off the horse.

If you look closely, you will see that although the "man" looks very heroic, the ear holes on his ears are not covered.

Jiang Yuzhu could tell at a glance that this person was a woman disguised as a man.

"How much silver? I gave it to you!"

The man dismounted, helped the fallen old man up, glared at the servant and cursed.

"Where did you come from, bitch? This has nothing to do with you, so mind your own business!"

The servants were devastated and wanted to cry. It was not easy to deceive Xie Zhao in the first place, and they thought that the light would soon come, but unexpectedly another young man showed up, making the difficulty even greater.