When he got the news, Zhang Chen was stunned.

He really never thought that his wife, whom he had confined to her house, would suddenly die.

Jiale, who was sitting next to him, knew it clearly. It was she who sent people to plant the poison.

But after these days of training, Jiale's acting skills have improved by leaps and bounds and have become very sophisticated.

She stammered in disbelief, "How is this possible? Wasn't my sister fine a few days ago? What's wrong with her? Didn't you call a doctor?"

The doctor was naturally called, but a man with such ordinary medical skills could not see the sophistication of Lin Jiuxi's poison. Naturally, he could only say that it was an acute illness, but could not find out the cause.

When it was time to keep vigil for Mrs. Zhang, Jiale was very brave and cried in front of her coffin dressed in white.

Zhang Chen did have some doubts in his heart at first, but seeing that Jiale was not afraid to appear in front of Mrs. Zhang's coffin and did not show any panic or nervousness, he suppressed his doubts.

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Rather than believing those nonsense, Jiale naturally prefers to believe Lin Jiuxi, who truly saved him.

From this we can see that the theory of ghosts and gods is simply misleading.

Hezhou alone had already been divided up by Zhang Jin's family. As a distant relative, it was already a great honor for Zhang Chen to be able to get a piece of Shibalidian.

Not only that, Jiale also brought good news.

Jiale said coquettishly: "You and I are husband and wife, why are we talking about this?"

Zhang Chen hugged Jiale happily, "Le'er is really my lucky star. He has thought of everything for me."

Otherwise, how could her parents, who had already passed away, not protect her? Then why didn't her grandparents protect her parents, and let them die in such pain?

Zhang Chen nodded, stroking Jiale's slender waist, "Le'er's thinking really makes sense. I was negligent. It's true that we have to consider my aunt as well. None of my brothers are pushovers. If they find something wrong with me, they will definitely find a way to make me suffer in front of my aunt."

Since there were few concubines with large dowries besides Jiale, Zhang Chen had no plans to marry again so soon. He took the initiative to hand over the internal affairs of the Zhang Mansion to Jiale.

Although Hezhou is good, Zhang Chen is the nephew of Zhang Jin, the current ruler of Hezhou. He is too distant a relative. Although Zhang Jin is now a nepotist, there are too many nephews and nieces in their family. Moreover, if Zhang Chen is not a distant relative, he would not be able to get this small Shibalidian if he is not capable.

After arranging the funeral for Mrs. Zhang, Jiale showed his sincere feelings and spent a lot of money to make the funeral lively.

The most important thing was that Zhang Chen didn't spend a penny on this huge price, but he got Mrs. Zhang's dowry for free, so he liked Jiale even more.

"My lord, please don't take it lightly. I'm serious with you." Jiale rested her delicate fingers on Zhang Chen's chest, pouting her lips in a somewhat unhappy manner, but her words were extremely serious. "For you, my lord, the two places may not be too far apart, but if something really happens, not only will we have to send someone to tell you, but we will also have to wait for you to come back. It's been more than a day, and I'm afraid the matter will be settled. And if something goes wrong, aren't you afraid that others will tell your aunt? Then no matter whether the matter in the capital is settled or not, it will be a waste to let this Shibali Store be lost first."

After all, the rich people in the capital are much better off than this shabby Shibalidian. To be more precise, they are much richer.

Zhang Chen didn't take it seriously and asked casually, "Who is it?"

But Jiale still insisted, rubbing his eyes and suggesting to him, "If you trust me, sir, I have a good candidate here who can be recommended to you. When you go out, someone will be able to take care of the affairs of Shibalidian."

This is also a love and trust for Jiale.

Jiale did not let Zhang Chen down. He kept the Zhang Mansion in order, making his life better and more comfortable than when Mrs. Zhang was around.

She was crying silently, like a pear blossom in the rain, with her nose and eyes red, but there was nothing wrong with her, which made her look even more lovable.

Of course Zhang Chen himself was not happy about it, he liked money and was ambitious.

But he didn't know that this calmness was entirely due to Jiale's training under Lin Jiuxi, and he firmly believed that there were no ghosts or gods in this world.

"Who dares to touch my people? I will naturally leave people to protect you, so you don't have to worry." Zhang Chen felt that the two places were not far apart, and he could go back and forth on horseback in less than a day, so there was no need to worry about anything.

In other words, if Zhang Chen wants to make bigger plans, he must look further ahead.

General Lin Weiyuan sent by the emperor and Fang Qingtian, the son of the left prime minister, will arrive in Anyang City in Hezhou soon.

This is a great opportunity. If I can establish a relationship with them, I might even be able to become an official in the capital! Being an official in the capital means I can get more benefits.

"Who did Le'er want to recommend just now?" Zhang Chen was happy in his heart and naturally wanted to coax the little beauty.

Although Jiale and Zhang Chen are like husband and wife now, they are not actually husband and wife. It is not easy for a concubine to become the wife. Even Zhang Chen himself has never thought of it this way. A wife is a wife and a concubine is a concubine.

He could clearly distinguish between the two things. When Jiale hinted at the topic of husband and wife, Zhang Chen immediately changed the subject.

Fortunately, Jiale didn’t really want to marry him as his principal wife, otherwise she would have been so angry that she would have died.

"It's the gardener who protected me before. His name is Liang Hao. He has been a servant of our family for many years. His grandfather worked for our family. He is a completely trustworthy person and can read." Jiale lowered his voice again and said sweetly and coquettishly: "What's more, he saved me a few days ago, so I have to give him some benefits. Sir, please help me."