Under normal circumstances, Jiang Qingyao would naturally ignore the strange man. If she was not in the middle of praying and it was not unlucky to leave rashly, she would probably have left by now.
Forced by the other party's power, and sensing that he had no ill intentions, at least Jiang Qingyao couldn't sense that, she whispered, "Pray for the Marquis of Anguo."
"Huh?" The man's eyebrows moved, seeming a little surprised.
Then he said with great interest: "Didn't everyone say he was dead? Why are you still praying for him?"
“…”
This person is so rude!
Jiang Qingyao was a little angry. "Please be careful with your words. As long as the body of Marquis Anguo is not found, there is still a glimmer of hope."
"The Marquis of Anguo is as pure as the abyss and as clean as jade. He has noble character and has served his country and his people. You shouldn't speak like this behind his back. You should show him the least respect."
Jiang Qingyao was so angry that her face turned red.
These words were what she really thought, and she was willing to remain loyal to Marquis Anguo.
She would rather marry Marquis Anguo than marry He Huaixuan or any other son of the He family.
In the previous life, foreign enemies invaded, Daxia was in turmoil, wars broke out everywhere, and the people were living in misery.
At that time, many people said that if Marquis Anguo were still alive, perhaps the situation could be reversed and it would not be like this. Daxia could have enjoyed peace and prosperity for another two hundred years!
In her mind, Marquis Anguo was a hero, but unfortunately he was short-lived.
"I still need to continue praying, so please go out and don't disturb me." Jiang Qingyao rarely disregarded etiquette and asked someone to leave.
The man was not angry, but his expression was a little strange, and he turned and left.
"Sir, I finally found you. What were you doing just now?" asked the young man in gray.
The man slowly lowered his gaze, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "The little girl is quite fierce."
Not only was he angry, he also drove people away.
The young man in gray was confused.
"Which little girl are you talking about?"
"The eldest lady of the Jiang family."
"ah?"
The young man in gray was even more confused. No way? Miss Jiang was mean? Wasn't Miss Jiang known for her gentle and easygoing nature?
Could it be that they were not meeting the same Miss Jiang?
The young man thought of the important matter, "Sir, I have heard some interesting news. Miss Jiang did not choose the prince, she changed her marriage candidate."
The man paused. "Who changed? Ruichen? Or Hanxian?"
There are only these two unmarried youngsters in the first and second wives, so Jiang Qingyao can only choose from them.
The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Sir, none of them. You can't guess who Miss Jiang chose."
He also kept it a secret.
Meeting the man's majestic and cold gaze, the young man's heart trembled. He decided not to keep the secret and leaned close to the man's ear.
At this moment, the man's expression was no longer weird, his calm and composed expression showed a crack.
…
After coming out of Ci'en Temple, Jiang Qingyao and Zhitao had dinner outside and then strolled around the night market before leisurely returning home.
As soon as she entered the door, the housekeeper came up to her and said hurriedly, "Miss, you are finally back. The uncle wants to interrogate you."
"Interrogate me? What have I done wrong?"
Zhitao immediately panicked and said in a trembling voice, "Miss?"
But seeing Jiang Qingyao's calm expression, her uneasy heart settled back into her stomach, knowing that the young lady must have a way.
In the lobby of Moxiang Hall.
Everyone is here.
Stepmother Xu had a pair of children, the second daughter Jiang Yunxue and the eldest son Jiang Xize from the Ningyuan Earl's Mansion.
On Aunt Su’s left is her son Jiang Huanming, and on her right is her daughter Jiang Shuning.
Aunt Yun doesn't like fighting and has a weak personality. She stands in the corner with her daughter Jiang Junru.
Old Madam Jiang sat in the main seat, supporting her forehead with one hand and rubbing her temples. When she saw Jiang Qingyao come in, she snorted coldly, making no secret of her dislike for her eldest granddaughter.
Jiang Qingyao came over slowly and asked gently, "Father, what did you want me to do?"
Jiang Yisong's face was filled with anger, and he asked loudly: "Did you ask the Xue family to come to collect the debt?!"
Many years ago, Madam Jiang's sixth brother was addicted to gambling and owed a large debt, so he borrowed 50,000 taels from the Xue family in the name of the Ningyuan Earl's Mansion and wrote an IOU, but he has never repaid it for all these years.
For so many years, the Xue family never mentioned this matter for Jiang Qingyao's sake, and pretended it didn't exist.
Unexpectedly, the Xue family sent someone to ask Ningyuan Marquis’ Mansion to pay back the money today.
Fifty thousand taels is not a small amount!
This made the Ningyuan Marquis's Mansion, which was already not wealthy, even worse off.
The monthly supplements that Old Madam Jiang takes, the antiques and curios collected by Jiang Yisong, the cosmetics and jewelry that the women in the family use, and the food, drink, and entertainment that the young men eat and do, which one of them doesn't cost money?
Old Madam Jiang frowned and made up her mind that she would never return the money.
Jiang Yunxue thought about the jewelry she and her mother had just ordered. If she paid back the money, her father would definitely ask them to return it to save money.
No, other noble ladies have it, and she wants it too.
"Sister, how can you be so disloyal? We are a family, how can you side with the Xue family?"
Jiang Qingyao retorted coldly, "Second sister, your face doesn't hurt anymore? I haven't even said anything yet, how can you handle this? Do you want me to teach you again?"
Jiang Yunxue bit her lower lip and stared at Jiang Qingyao hatefully, but she didn't dare to speak because her face was still swollen!
Bitch, this bitch, sooner or later she will fight back!
Jiang Qingyao turned to Jiang Yisong and said, "Father, I didn't do anything. I left the house today just to go to Ci'en Temple to pray for blessings."
"Besides, it's only natural to pay back a debt. I think Father should pay this debt tomorrow, so that others won't laugh at our Ningyuan Marquis's Mansion and think we have no shame."
"You!" Jiang Yisong was furious.
Jiang Qingyao spoke calmly, without any haste or impatience, "The reputation of our Ningyuan Marquis' Mansion has been damaged recently, and we can't withstand another blow. If the people in the Anguo Marquis' Mansion get wind of this... I'm afraid it will affect the marriage between our two families."
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