Granny Jiang's voice trembled.
"You...you killed them all?"
Qi Su gave her a flirtatious wink.
"Don't worry, Granny, why would we do something that's a waste of our energy?"
She looked back at everyone before jumping out of the window.
“I keep my word. Now that I’ve taken the money, our relationship is considered settled. From now on, I will never appear in front of you again and get in your way.”
Qi Shulan: "Where's the antidote?"
The woman's voice came from afar across the river.
"You'll be fine after a night's sleep, what antidote do you need?"
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Qi Su was overjoyed, walking with a swagger.
Yan Xiaosi couldn't understand and gave her a cold glance.
"Are silver notes really that good?"
Qi Su burst into laughter.
"You don't understand. Money from family tastes especially sweet."
As she spoke, she generously pulled out a few bills and handed them to Yan Xiaosi.
Yan Xiaosi refused with a stern face.
Qi Su tucked the item back into her bosom, pondering what to do.
"Forget about it. Give it all to your monk as a betrothal gift!"
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Qi Su kept her word.
To not get entangled is simply to not get entangled.
It's not an eyesore, it's just not an eyesore.
Just as the Changping Marquis's mansion was shrouded in a somber atmosphere due to what happened last night, with even a sparrow not daring to chirp loudly.
A group of solemn-looking people walked around the bustling long street and arrived at the Changping Earl's Mansion.
The man at the head of the group was dressed in mourning clothes and was holding a memorial tablet in his hand.
Along the way, people asked curious questions.
There were quite a few enthusiastic people in the group carrying spirit staffs.
"It's the Changping Marquis's residence. The third young lady who married far away to Jincheng has passed away. In accordance with her last wishes, her memorial tablet has now returned to the capital."
Huh? This...
The third young lady of the Marquis of Changping's mansion, isn't she the former number one beauty of Ganjing?
Because of her beauty, she had previously caused quite a few troubles.
What? She's only been married for a year and she's already gone.
The group made a lot of noise, occasionally scattering paper money, though the procession wasn't very large because there weren't enough people.
But there are so many people in Ganjing, and they love excitement and gossip.
Especially gossip about heiresses from wealthy families.
When the group arrived at the gate of the Changping Marquis's residence, the news reached the ears of the mistress and the Marquis inside.
Almost everyone in the capital already knows.
—Qi Su: I would like to thank Mr. Shen Qingyu for providing the inspiration.
The Earl of Changping reacted in the same way as most of the servants in his household.
What? Third Sister is dead? When did this happen?
After all, they were his offspring. It was a sad thing for an elderly person to outlive their child.
He declined today's banquet to express his condolences.
When the news reached the ears of the mistress and Concubine Ji, their reactions were much more varied.
Dead?
Who ripped off such a huge sum of money yesterday?!
Lady Changping, who was usually stoic and never showed her emotions, angrily smashed a teacup.
And Granny Jiang was adding fuel to the fire.
Aunt Ji came back this time and seemed docile, but as expected, she was like a dog that bites but doesn't bark. She quietly caused such a big incident.
It was her idea to go see Third Sister, and it was also her idea to capture Third Sister.
As a result, Qi San Niang colluded with outsiders to extort money from her family, and lost a thousand taels of gold for no reason.
The abacus has fallen on her head.
Regardless of whether she was in cahoots with Qi Wenlang and Qi Sanniang.
They have to spit out all the silver notes they've swallowed!
This matter won't be so easily resolved!
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The news reached the eldest son's ears.
The eldest son simply said: "I understand."
As if anticipating that no one in the family would like his younger sister, he instructed his page to send the memorial tablet to Ciyun Temple outside the city for worship.
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Just as the news of Qi San Niangzi's death reached the Duan family.
Duan Ting was still a little confused.
Who died? Third Sister?
Just as they were about to inquire further, the gatekeeper reported that a group of people had arrived at the Duan residence with great fanfare.
It is said to be the dying wish of Qi San Niangzi, who has already passed away.
She returned all the handkerchiefs, letters, purses, and sachets that she had received as gifts from Young Master Duan during their previous relationship.
It is said that these items were framed and hung on cloth banners.
Next to it is written the date, when and where it was obtained.
They recounted their entire relationship from beginning to end. The story spread like wildfire throughout the streets and alleys.
Duan Ting was so angry that his face turned purple.
Little fairy, beautiful lady, bah! This is a shameless scoundrel!
It's good that she's dead.
The Duan family and the Changping Earl's Mansion are going to get married in June!
—Qi Su: Thank you again to Shen Qingyu, who is far away in Lanzhou, for the inspiration.
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Having completed his own funeral arrangements, he disregarded the feelings of the Changping Earl's Mansion and the Duan family.
Qi Su, on the other hand, felt that all worldly desires were gone and was very happy.
These two scandals involving the Changping Marquis's Mansion and the Duan family should have been trending topics, enough to keep the people of the capital talking about them for a month.
But just a few days later, an even bigger and more talked-about event ignited the capital.
That's right, His Highness the Prince of Qishan has returned to the capital.
The last time he left Beijing, he was still the Buddhist monk Daoci Zen Master at Ciyun Temple.
It is said that he has now returned to secular life.
There are many different reasons for his return to secular life.
Some say that His Majesty, unable to bear seeing His Highness living a solitary life of Buddhist meditation, allowed him to return to the secular world.
Some say that the King of Qishan renounced his monastic vows for a woman.
Although everyone calls him Master Daoci, the King of Qishan is only in his early twenties, in the prime of his youth.
It's understandable that the woman would have to leave the monastic community.
But what kind of woman could make even the Buddha succumb to worldly desires?
Some say she was a lady from a prominent family, others say she was a young widow from Jincheng, and still others say she was Princess Anle from the capital.
Amidst the swirling rumors, the carriages of the Prince of Qishan and his entourage entered the capital.
The young monk had already grown inch-long black hair on his head.
But his expression remained cold.
His eyebrows and eyes still resembled those of a compassionate yet ruthless deity on a shrine.
As the carriage passed through the long tunnel of the city gate, he looked out the window.
At the end of the line of sight, beneath the faint light, lay Ganjing.
The place where his past is buried may also be the place where his future is buried.
When the Prince of Qishan returned to the capital, Qi Su was sleeping soundly outside the Zhuque Gate in Yan Ruyu's Rouge Shop, and had not yet gotten up.
After she got up, she heard that His Highness was preparing to attend a banquet in the palace.
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When the King of Qishan returned to the capital, the emperor in the palace was overjoyed.
The emperor announced that day that he would hold a welcoming banquet for the Prince of Qishan in the Mingguang Hall.
And all the prominent members of the imperial family in the capital were invited to the banquet.
As night fell, Qishan King Yun Wuyi, guided by a palace lantern lit by a young eunuch, headed towards Mingguang Palace.
The chief eunuch of Wei Zhao, Eunuch Huang, was personally waiting at the foot of the palace steps.
Seeing people approaching from afar, he smiled broadly.
I tiptoed and jogged to meet them.
"Your Highness is finally back! His Majesty has been waiting for you day and night! Look at you, you've grown taller and thinner. There are so many delicious and fun things to do in the capital, in a few months we'll definitely fatten you up."
Yun Wuyi greeted him with a smile, but didn't say much.
Huang Gonggong truly lives up to his reputation as someone close to Wei Zhao.
Although I've only met Yun Wuyi a few times, he speaks to me warmly and affectionately, just like a proper elder.
After finishing his words of comfort and reminiscing, Eunuch Huang finally got to the main topic.
"I heard that Your Highness was ambushed by villains at Qingyuan Post Station in Liangzhou before the New Year and was wounded by an arrow. Is your injury any better now?"
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