Qin Yuan awoke to her reborn life and discovered her legitimate younger sister (di mei) had also been reborn. Not only did her sister steal her husband from the previous life—the poor Juren (mean...
Under the starlight, Lord Gu, dressed in military uniform, looked like a god, with a rather pleasant expression on his face.
Gu Shiba paused for a moment, then said, "Sixth Madam is making arrangements to invite her niece to live in the mansion. Her maid, Zhao, is secretly saying that she wants to form a marriage alliance with the Qin family and wants to take advantage of her proximity to the Qin family to meet Madam's cousin."
Gu Jinghui remained silent.
He had met Qin Yuan's cousin at the homecoming banquet. He had the good looks of the Qin family, was tall, and was said to have the talent to become a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations). His father-in-law highly praised him. His wife had also mentioned that he had passed the provincial examinations and entered the Imperial Academy.
How could someone like that possibly be interested in the impoverished niece of the Sixth Madam?
That's wishful thinking.
That night, when the sixth brother was drunk, he also mentioned this matter and mocked, saying that the sixth wife wished she could jump the abacus beads onto her face. Could the Xu family possibly raise a rare talent who could remain untainted by the mud? Although he had never met her, he had heard Lin Ziqi mention her and knew that she was talented and would be taking the imperial examination next year.
"The Sixth Madam also had the people from the dowry shop buy up all the pepper from the Persian merchant. The shopkeeper had asked about the price before, but the Persian merchant refused to sell."
Gu Jinghui's eyebrows twitched, and he said, "Let her be."
Is there anything else?
She seemed much more composed than Gu Baozhu, with a pair of bright, almond-shaped eyes that held a smile even before she spoke.
Only by laying down the butcher's knife can one instantly become a Buddha.
Seeing that the Marquis truly had no intention of employing Manager Qian again, Lady Hou worked even more diligently, spending every day in the West Market, pondering how to take over as Manager Shen.
My uncle is ugly and uneducated. If he becomes a retired scholar, his status will be lower. Even his own family doesn't know that I am sure to become a retired scholar. The Eighth Madam's planning at that time was indeed a bad opportunity.
I will never forget the experience of surviving four near-death experiences after passing the northern pass.
That person belonged to Cuiming, and the subsequent bills were also paid by Cuiming.
That appearance is still wrong.
Wen Hai also learned about the news that the Eighth Madam was after he entered the mansion and that she had designs on Qin Siyuan.
The Marquis also realized that the dowry shops were large but located in remote areas. Even if the shopkeepers were to cheat, their annual profits would be very small. It was just that land was expensive in the capital and the shops were located in the West Market, so the discounts on the shops were low.
Wenhai managed the needlework room with great success, and many people gathered around Hongye. You inquired about information from seven different places, and many people thought that the madam's methods were not very sophisticated. She had only been in the mansion for a short time and had already gained the favor of the old madam and Xu Zhen, so they took the initiative to speak to her and flatter her.
Its voice is as clear and melodious as a nightingale's.
Gu Shiba racked his brains but had nothing more to say, so he asked Gu Jinghui, "When will the Marquis return?"
Praying for blessings is just a pointless charade played out by those who enjoy the finery and luxury outside the capital. Today, I watched with my own eyes and saw that both the First Princess and the Fourth Princess had their own secrets and showed no sincerity in front of the Buddha.
"Alright, let him go back quickly. Be careful in everything you do, don't let him cause any trouble and upset the lady."
Qin Yuan nodded.
Wen Hai had said quite a bit about this Manager Qian, only instructing Madam Hou to send the person and the account books to Cui Ming's subordinates at the Qin residence, so that Cui Ming could handle the matter.
Madam Gu then asked Cui, "We've seen him for so long, what has he learned at home? Baozhu was kept out of the house by you to learn embroidery, and he helped his aunt keep an eye on you. His peers talk badly about you, so he's not as good at watching you as you are."
As he walked back under the moonlight, Gu Shisi kept pondering the seven words "don't let anyone cause trouble." He really wanted to understand how no one could be so blind as to cause a scene for his wife and others.
Qin Yuan lost confidence, but said happily, "If the mothers in charge still made a fuss before, that's how it was arranged."
It's all in the past!
The other mothers in charge saw it all. Who else would dare to take advantage of you because you're young and inexperienced? They're all cunning and sly.
That morning, after the Marquis finished his nap, he heard that Sister Xu had come to visit.
“It’s bad to not read much,” sighed Madam Gu.
When I was young, I was thrown into the military camp to fight and train with them. I saw my uncles and comrades who were younger than me as powerful as mountains. Everyone said that without the Marquis of Dingbei guarding the pass, it would be as solid as a rock. The Eighth Prince came to the military camp to train because he had forgotten the foundation of his family. He would never have the chance to replace his father and brothers in guarding the pass in his lifetime.
Gu Jinghui immediately perked up and asked, "What's wrong? Has Madam been thinking about me?"
The Marquis smiled and took a purse from Qin Yuan's arms and handed it to her, saying, "If I had known he was coming, I would have ruined the gift I was preparing. I only gave it to him today. He is the nephew of your eighth sister-in-law's family, and he also has your nephew. Come to Wutong Garden to sit and chat when you have something to do."
Shen Changle understood, so she was very careful not to get close to the two princesses, and left the eunuchs from outside the palace to take care of everything that didn't involve her showing her face.
Shen Changle clenched his fist and snorted, "I'm afraid even Buddha would be annoyed by your murderous aura. If blessings are truly so useless, why have so few members of your Gu family died?"
The red leaves were also etched in my heart.
The Marquis understood that it was not Cui Shi, the nephew of the Eighth Madam.
Hongye shook her head and said, "Eighth Madam really knows how to plan."
The old women who had been punished by the Eighth Madam and sent to the Seventh Gate were already full of complaints about her. When Hongye asked them, they found out if there was anything to say.
I know why they made me stay with them after all that commotion.
Although it was summer, the night in Fragrant Hills was still quite cool. Gu Shisi had been running around and was covered in sweat. When he rested for a while, he couldn't help but sneeze a few times.
The hatred built up by mountains of corpses and seas of blood will forever remain in my past.
Gu Shisi asked curiously, "Why is Xu Zhen praying along with everyone else?"
Shen Changle's narrow, sharp eyes were filled with heat.
At first, Lu's mother was not in a bad mood, but after being comforted by Qin Yuan several times, she honestly admitted it.
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