After leaving Wanxiang Hall, she, A-Lian, and Granny Hu carried the account book out of Wanxiang Hall.
Before Song Ruoan had gone far, she saw Song Xizhi's back in front of her.
So she quickly stepped forward and blocked Song Xizhi's path.
With her husband becoming a ninth-rank registrar in the Secretariat and herself gaining the power to manage the household, Song Ruo'an's entire demeanor became arrogant, and she walked with a swagger.
Song Xizhi looked up at Song Ruoan, said nothing, and simply took a step to the left.
Feeling Song Xizhi's nonchalant attitude, Song Ruoan became even angrier.
She lifted her leg and took a step to the left, blocking Song Xizhi's path.
Song Xizhi then slowly raised his head and looked at her directly: "Sister, congratulations on gaining the power to manage the household. But don't get so excited that you lose your way and block my way."
Upon hearing this, Song Ruoan slightly raised her chin, feeling a sense of triumph:
“Sister, I was afraid that you would be so down on your luck and sad, and that you wouldn’t even speak to your husband when you returned to the courtyard, so I came here to keep you company.”
Every word she uttered was deliberately aimed at piercing Song Xizhi's heart.
On her wedding night, during the tea ceremony, the homecoming, and the dowry, all of Song Ruo'an's so-called grievances and resentments poured out at this moment.
After today, she will be able to completely trample Song Xizhi under her feet, and she feels extremely happy!
Thinking of this, Song Ruoan felt her blood rushing with excitement. She tilted her head back, slowly leaned down, and whispered in Song Xizhi's ear.
"Sister, you were so proud of yourself on your wedding night, thinking you'd chosen a good husband and I'd chosen a good-for-nothing. You never imagined things would turn out this way, did you?"
"My husband was granted an official position because of me, I am revered as a divine physician by the people of the world, and I have even taken away your power to manage the household. I will forever stay before you!"
Upon hearing this, Song Xizhi couldn't help but chuckle softly, a meaningful glint appearing in his eyes:
"Yes, you will definitely pass away before me. When that time comes, I will definitely wear white mourning clothes and play the suona horns to send you off properly."
Upon hearing this, Song Ruoan gritted her teeth: "You!"
She suddenly remembered something, and her expression changed again, becoming smug: "Even if we die, your husband will be the first to die, and you'll become a widow sooner or later!"
"But don't worry, even if my medical skills are superb, and I can bring the dead back to life, or even heal the Prime Minister's daughter, I will not go back to treat your husband."
"Unless... you kneel down and kowtow to me!"
Hearing this, Song Xizhi finally understood Song Ruoan's purpose in coming. She still harbored resentment about the incident of kowtowing at the ancestral hall last time.
Should she beg Song Ruoan to treat He Jingyan's illness?
The sarcasm in Song Xizhi's eyes intensified: "You should save your energy for treating He Yunce."
Song Ruoan hadn't expected Song Xizhi to be so stubborn, but she was certain that there would come a day when Song Xizhi would cry.
“You don’t need to be stubborn. In a few days, He Jingyan will be in the underworld, and you will be crying and begging me to cure him.”
She was incredibly grateful that she had invited the renowned physician Qihuang, which not only earned her the praise of noble people from all over the world, but also gave her a firm grip on Song Xizhi's lifeline!
But Song Xizhi just shrugged: "Okay, I'll wait for that day."
As she spoke, she suddenly raised her voice again: "But it doesn't matter how long I wait, you'd better not keep the servants of the Marquis's mansion waiting too long."
"There are eight side rooms, the kitchen, and the woodshed in the Marquis's mansion that need repair. In the back garden, not only are the bricks and tiles loose, but there is also a lack of railings. Servants often slip and fall into the lake. The railings need to be repaired. Sister, since you have promised Grandmother, please go and do it quickly."
Upon hearing this, Song Ruoan was slightly taken aback, not expecting that there were so many things in the Marquis's residence that had not been repaired.
It's one thing if Song Xizhi doesn't care, but didn't Old Madam He care before?
She had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
Before she could even think about it, the servants who had been listening intently to the show heard Song Xizhi's words and rushed to Song Ruoan's side, surrounding her.
"Second Young Madam, if we change your steward, will he be able to repair my room? My room leaks all the time!"
Another servant knelt on the ground and cried, "My brother fell into the Marquis's mansion and cannot work right now. Please repair the railing quickly!"
Hearing the commotion around her, Song Ruoan nodded without hesitation in front of everyone:
"Don't worry, the young mistress doesn't care about you. I will allocate funds immediately to get things done!"
In front of everyone, she helped the crying servant up and said, "I'm sorry that you suffered because of my poor management of the household. I will also provide compensation for your brother's fall into the lake. Don't cry."
Upon hearing this, all the servants were filled with gratitude towards Song Ruo'an, but also felt some resentment towards Song Xizhi.
They had vaguely heard that the Marquis's mansion was short of money, so they dared not speak out against it before. But they never expected that the newly appointed second young mistress would be so generous!
But Song Xizhi, standing to the side, was still speaking to the maids and servants:
“My younger sister is better at managing the household than I am. Please forgive me for any oversights I may have made in the past. However, my sister promised Grandmother that she would improve the treatment and monthly allowances of all the servants in the Marquis’s mansion. You should all thank her properly.”
Upon hearing this, Song Ruoan looked up abruptly and saw Song Xizhi's clear, bright eyes.
Her unusual attitude had a strange quality to it.
Upon hearing Song Ruoan make such a promise, the servants of the Marquis's mansion instantly erupted in excitement.
"Second Young Madam! Is this true? Can you really improve our treatment?"
"How much more will my monthly allowance be than before?"
"You have such a kind heart!"
Caught off guard by these words, Song Ruoan took a deep breath and glanced at the expectant servants before her, knowing that this was the best opportunity to win them over.
Song Xizhi was always poor and stingy, and the steward of the house had also become poor and stingy. The monthly allowances of the servants in the Marquis's mansion and the shop assistants were even lower than those of the servants in the Song family.
The servants harbored resentment, and in reality, few of them truly respected Song Xizhi. That's why Song Xizhi was so easily overthrown.
But she was different. She always knew how to win people's hearts. As long as she spent a lot of money, no one would betray her.
Thinking of this, Song Ruoan smiled and nodded affirmatively to the people in front of her.
"Yes, I've never been stingy. As long as you work hard, you'll be well rewarded."
Upon receiving Song Ruoan's promise, everyone cheered instantly.
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