Chapter 481 Not helping is being an ingrate
Zhang Tianshun knelt down.
The kneeling happened without warning.
They knelt down quickly and forcefully.
Two crisp "crack" sounds rang out; Zhang Tianshun's kneecaps had shattered.
His face contorted in pain, but because he was under the oppressive force, he couldn't even cry out. He could only look at Yu Zhiyi in terror, his eyes filled with the three words: Why?
Yu Zhiyi looked down at him and said, "Has anyone ever told you that you're actually trash?"
"Now that you know certain things from Yu Jiaojiao, you should understand even more that without my support, you're just a piece of trash that can't be helped."
"Where do you get the confidence to think I'd be interested in someone like you?"
Even if she helped him achieve great things in her past life, it wasn't for him, but for herself.
She does good deeds on her own, but her strength is limited, since she can only help one or two people each time.
Even if there are many, it won't exceed two hands.
It's easy to start, but difficult to actually implement.
Especially when it involves powerful and influential people, the resistance is even greater.
Therefore, she needs power and influence to fight back when she encounters resistance.
She had no feelings for him and always knew he was a womanizer and promiscuous. She knew that if she weren't strong enough, he would never have willingly stayed with her alone, and his backyard would have been full of flowers long ago.
However, she couldn't tolerate any injustice and didn't want to waste time and energy on pointless power struggles within the household, so she simply cut off any possibility of other women entering the inner quarters.
Later, when he held great power, she also had absolute power to protect herself. When faced with his request for children, she even began to consider whether to arrange a concubine for him.
"I have no interest in supporting rotten apples." Withdrawing her imposing aura, she walked past Zhang Tianshun expressionlessly.
Zhang Tianshun watched helplessly as her skirt floated past him. He reached out his hand, but could only let the skirt slip away without leaving a trace.
All I heard was her cold voice drifting into my ears: "Mud should stay in the mud, don't come out and cause trouble."
In the lifetime he shared with Du Ziheng, Zhang Tianshun relied on his family's influence to become a fifth-rank official.
Her official rank wasn't high, but it was enough for her to use it to bully others.
He's a rotten person to begin with, so what kind of good official can he be if he becomes one?
He committed every imaginable evil, from bullying men and women to accepting bribes and disregarding human life.
In that lifetime, his fate was to be executed along with his entire family for treason and betrayal of his country.
When Yu Zhiyi returned to Peach Garden, she saw someone waiting outside the door from afar.
She raised an eyebrow.
When the man saw her return, his numb eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again.
"Yi'er." The hoarse voice sounded like that of an elderly woman, and it was impossible to tell that this person was a spirited noblewoman just a few months ago.
"Don't call me that," Yu Zhiyi said calmly. "We've already severed ties; you were the one who brought it up."
The visitor was none other than Madam Zheng, the wife of Yu.
She gave a bitter laugh: "You hate me, don't you?"
Yu Zhiyi retorted, "Shouldn't I hate you?"
What's been going on lately?
Why are people who had connections in a past life suddenly appearing?
Zheng's smile grew increasingly bitter: "I'm sorry, I... I was wrong."
Yu Zhiyi remained noncommittal, only coldly saying, "If that's all you wanted to say, then there's no need. Your kindness in raising me and your evil deeds of stealing me and mistreating me cannot offset each other."
"And this also includes my biological mother's eighteen years of suffering."
"I will not forgive you, and I will not forgive you on her behalf."
Zheng swayed slightly: "I've raised you for seventeen years. Even raising a dog for seventeen years would have created some affection by now. How can you be so heartless?"
"Yes, even raising a dog for seventeen years would make you feel attached. How could you be so heartless?"
Yu Zhiyi countered with a question, her clear eyes fixed on Zheng Shi, as if she could see right through people's hearts.
Zheng hurriedly lowered her eyes, feeling guilty and not daring to look again.
“I…I already know I was wrong. Even if it's just for the sake of the kindness I showed you in raising me, you should forgive me.”
As if she had successfully convinced herself, she looked up again, her face full of hope, and said, "I don't ask that you support me in my old age, I only hope that you can help me get through this difficult time."
"Give me a thousand taels of silver and six defensive bracelets, and I promise I won't bother you again."
Yu Zhiyi: "?"
The more Zheng spoke, the more confident she became: "I raised you for so many years, and your father and brothers treated you so well. You should repay us!"
"Besides, our Yu family was doing just fine before. It's all because of you that we've fallen to this state. You should compensate us."
"Mom, can you please stop making a scene!"
Yu Mingquan ran out quickly, and sweat beaded on his forehead from the rush.
Madam Zheng stared blankly at his leg: "Quan'er, is your leg healed?"
Yu Mingquan stood firmly beside Yu Zhiyi: "That's right, my leg is healed, all thanks to Yi'er."
Madam Zheng was stunned again: "It's... Yi'er?"
Yu Mingquan took a deep breath: "That's right, it's Yi'er. She doesn't mind that I'm disabled, and she doesn't care that I'll cause her trouble. She not only cured me, but also took me in."
"Mother, Yi'er is a very good person, please don't make things difficult for her anymore."
Zheng's eyes flickered: "Yes, we treated her so badly, yet she still healed your leg. She is indeed a very good person."
Suddenly, she grasped Yu Zhiyi's hand: "Yi'er, you can help your third brother, so you certainly wouldn't mind helping us, right? My request isn't high. Just let a little bit slip through your fingers, and that'll be enough for our family to live a life free from want."
Yu Zhiyi withdrew her hand: "I don't mind helping Third Brother because he has always treated me like a sister since I was a child. He secretly helped me out and comforted me when I was sad. He really treats me like family."
"And you? From what standpoint are you taking it for granted that you can demand my help?"
Zheng hesitated for a moment.
Seeing Yu Zhiyi's resolute expression, she shifted her focus to Yu Mingquan: "Sanlang, please persuade Yi'er for me! We are your family too. If we don't live well in the future, your conscience won't allow it, will it?"
Yu Mingquan frowned and withdrew his hand: "I'm sorry, Mother, I will not do that."
Zheng stared wide-eyed in disbelief: "Why?"
She was furious: "How could I have raised such an ungrateful wretch like you?!"
"She clearly listens to you. You have the ability to persuade her, so why don't you help? Do you want to watch your parents and brothers be driven to their deaths?"
“We eat coarse food and wild vegetables every day, while you are here eating and drinking well. Doesn’t your conscience hurt?”
A flicker of struggle crossed Yu Mingquan's eyes, but he quickly regained his resolve: "No matter what you say, I won't try to persuade you. Yi'er doesn't owe the Yu family anything; on the contrary, the Yu family owes her."
"She was kind enough not to kill them all; we cannot be greedy."
Madam Zheng nearly fainted from anger: "You unfilial son! You ungrateful wretch!"
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