Chapter 150: It’s Hard to Persuade the Damned Ghost with Good Words



"That's good." Chu Zhinan was happy for his brother-in-law. "You have done a great job. Will the emperor give you a reward?"

Yang Heng looked at his niece with a smile and said, "Yes, fifty taels of gold, ready to give to Xiaoxiao."

After hearing this, Naituanzi's eyes became brighter, his smile became more cheerful, and he looked sweet and adorable.

[Ahaha! All fifty taels of gold were given to Xiaoxiao, uncle is so generous! Should I give him some of my spiritual spring water? But how can I take it out? ]

Yang was slightly stunned. How could she have forgotten? Lingquan Water was such a good thing. She should share some of it with her parents so that they could get better as soon as possible.

But how can I give my daughter a chance to get the water out?

When she meets her parents later, I’ll take her out to play for a while and find a way to give her a pot.

Spiritual spring water? Yang Heng thought he had heard wrongly. Is there really spiritual spring water in the world? Thinking about the white light emitted by the talisman given by his niece to hit the river monster, it was not surprising that she took out anything.

Chu Zhinan looked back at his daughter, very curious about where she kept the spiritual spring water.

It's no wonder that he didn't know, Yang never mentioned the Qiankun bag to him.

When they arrived at the courtyard of the old Duke Rong, Chu Xiaoxiao struggled to get down, bent down and knelt properly, and saluted him and the old lady, which made the old couple laugh.

When the son came back, he told them about the disaster relief work and also told them about the talismans. The old couple both felt that it was their granddaughter who saved their son's life.

Now seeing the little kid saluting him, and looking so cute, he feels happy no matter how he looks at it.

Old Duke Rong waved to Naituanzi: "Xiaoxiao! Come to grandpa, I'll give you something fun."

Chu Xiaoxiao stood up and walked over, staring at him with her bright, black eyes. She was so cute that she could melt people's hearts instantly.

Duke Rong took out a sword from his back. It was made of gold, and the hilt was inlaid with three sparkling red, yellow and blue gems. The blade was about a foot long, suitable for her age to play with.

He handed her the sword: "This is specially prepared for you by your grandfather. Do you like it?"

The useless little boy stared at the golden sword in a daze, his eyes dull.

[Ahaha! Grandfather is so kind to Xiaoxiao that he even made a golden sword. I must give him a pot of spiritual spring water so that Grandfather can get better and better, eat better, and sleep better.]

Duke Rong: "......"

Spiritual spring water? Is it the kind of water I imagined? The magical water that makes all my ailments disappear and my body healthy?

The old lady looked at her daughter Yang in surprise: "What have you eaten recently? Why do you look much better than before?"

Subconsciously touching her face, Yang smiled and shook her head: "I didn't eat anything." Then she drank the spiritual spring water.

After the old lady mentioned this, Duke Rong and Yang Heng all looked at Yang and Chu Zhinan and found that the couple had become different.

Both father and son knew very well that it was very likely that Chu Xiaoxiao's spiritual spring water had worked.

Sure enough, I heard her inner voice the next second.

[Dad and Mom drank Xiaoxiao's spiritual spring water. I'll give you some later. Remember to take a shower after drinking it! Otherwise, you'll stink to death.]

Yang Heng, Rong Lao Guogong and the old lady: "......"

Remember, take a good shower after drinking.

Fifty taels of gold were placed in a small red lacquer box aside. Yang Heng opened the lid and teased Chu Xiaoxiao.

"Xiaoxiao! Look, this is your uncle's thank-you gift to you. All the gold the emperor gave you is yours."

Milk ball walked over happily, stretched out his chubby little hand, picked up a piece, looked at it, touched it, put it in his mouth and was about to bite it, but was stopped by Yang.

"You can't bite this, it's dirty!"

[How do you know if it’s real or fake without biting it? 】

What?

Everyone was dumbfounded. Does the gold from the national treasury need to be verified for authenticity with teeth?

"Nothing the emperor gives as a reward is fake." Yang closed the box, fearing that the little guy would bite it again if she didn't pay attention. "Mother will keep it for you first, and we'll take it home in the carriage later."

Naituanzi was happy and laughed heartily, and the whole room was filled with her happy laughter that came from the bottom of her heart.

[Ahaha! I made a fortune today. I came to my grandparents' house and got a golden sword and a box of gold. I became a wealthy woman in no time.]

Everyone: “…”

So easily satisfied? After all, she is still young, and fifty taels of gold makes her a wealthy woman?

The maid brought tea and cakes, and Yang asked someone to leave the kettle behind. Everyone knew what she was going to do.

[Mother knows Xiaoxiao best. There is a teapot of spiritual spring water. Grandfather, grandmother, and uncle each get a bowl. It is enough. What excuse can I find to stay alone for a while? ]

Yang: “…”

Don't worry! I'll give you a chance later.

"A few days ago, Prince Fu came to ask for Yang Zi as his concubine. Do you think it's appropriate?" the old lady suddenly asked Yang.

"The Prince of Fu's Mansion?" Yang was surprised. "Ask to marry Yang Zi as a concubine? It's suitable, but Yang Zi is only coming of age this year, right? And she's a concubine. Why would the Prince of Fu's Mansion ask to marry the concubine of the Duke of Rong's Mansion?"

After asking the question, everyone tacitly kept silent, as they all wanted to hear what Naituanzi thought about the matter.

[No reason. Prince Fu is a cripple with a twisted mind. He only vents his dissatisfaction on young and pretty girls. Last year, the concubine was killed by him. It was said that she died suddenly due to an acute illness.]

Everyone looked at each other and gasped.

Old Duke Rong: "I think this marriage is not suitable, let's cancel it!"

Yang Zi is Yang Heng's concubine daughter, fifteen years old this year, and is pretty good-looking, the most beautiful girl in the mansion. Her aunt Qiu is quite favored by Yang Heng, and both mother and daughter are considered to be well-known.

The old lady nodded slightly: "Then forget about this marriage."

"It doesn't count." Qiu came in from outside, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to the old lady, "Please, old master! Old lady! Master! My aunt, please have some favor. Zi'er has waited so long for this opportunity, we can't let it go to waste!"

Yang Heng's face darkened. He didn't expect that Qiu would become more and more daring. She actually rushed here and talked nonsense, making him lose face in front of his brother-in-law.

As a concubine, no matter how shameless she is, she cannot casually greet the distinguished guests in the mansion, let alone rush in without permission?

Just as he was about to explode, the old lady raised her hand to stop him and looked at Qiu lying on the ground.

"Do you really think that Zi'er being Prince Fu's concubine is a good match?"

Mrs. Qiu fell to the ground with her head bowed. "Old Madam, please have mercy on me. With Zi'er's status, it is already a blessing for her to marry into Prince Fu's mansion as a concubine."

The old Duke Rong snorted disdainfully: "Zi'er also thinks so? Send someone to call her over and ask her in person."

The maidservant beside the old lady went out for a while and brought Yang Zi over. She knelt beside Aunt Qiu and bowed to the ground.

"Thank you grandparents and dad for your help. I am grateful."

The mother and daughter were afraid that this marriage would be ruined by someone, so they had been keeping an eye on the old lady's actions in the yard.

My aunt is back today and she will definitely talk about this. If everyone agrees, everyone will be happy.

Otherwise, the mother and daughter would definitely give it a try.

How can you miss such a rare opportunity to stand out?

[Alas! It is hard to persuade a damned ghost with kind words. This is her own choice. Let her be!]

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