Thinking that this was all for his son, Jiang Yisong was a little tempted, but then he came to his senses, "Mother, this is still too risky. If it is discovered, the Ningyuan Marquis's family will lose face!"
"That won't work, and neither will it." Old Madam Jiang lost her patience. "Then just drag it out and not return it!"
"We've raised that evil star for so many years, it can't be in vain. She's brought unrest to our home and ruined our family. You haven't been promoted yet, it's all her fault."
"Mother is right." Jiang Yisong agreed, and he was also extremely displeased with his eldest daughter.
A person who has his mother killed at birth is an unlucky person.
A few years ago, a fortune teller predicted that Jiang Qingyao was doomed to be unlucky, and would bring disaster upon her husband, children, and relatives and friends. She was the reincarnation of the plague god, and that only a fire sacrifice could resolve the problem. At that time, both Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Yisong wanted to burn this evildoer to death.
Unfortunately, the engagement with the Anguo Marquisate specified Jiang Qingyao. If she died, the engagement would be cancelled. In order to curry favor with the Anguo Marquisate, they let Jiang Qingyao survive.
No matter what bad things happened in the Ningyuan Marquis' Mansion over the years, they all blamed it on Jiang Qingyao.
Jiang Yisong slammed the teacup in his hand down on the table. "Rong'er relayed the master's predictions to me. Do you want to ask the master for another reading? Perhaps the fate of that calamity star has changed?"
Old Madam Jiang was tired and shook her head. "No need. Fate has already determined it. A star of misfortune is a star of misfortune. Once she gets married, our family will be better off."
Live among flowers.
A thin-faced young man in linen bowed his head and saluted Jiang Qingyao: "Miss Qingyao, what do you want me to do?"
This person was none other than Ma Liu, the groom that my sixth cousin had assigned to the mansion.
Before this, Jiang Qingyao had asked him to pass the letter and IOU to his sixth cousin Xue Jingwen.
Ma looked to be about sixty-eight or sixty-nine years old, not very old and thin. He lowered his head and waited for Jiang Qingyao to speak.
Jiang Qingyao was lost in memories for a moment, remembering that in her previous life, the Xue family was in trouble. Ma Liu did not take the money and ran away. Instead, he ran around trying to save the Xue family, but was beaten to death.
A loyal servant shouldn't have ended up like this.
The Xue family, and she, should not have ended up like they did in the previous life.
In her previous life, she had too many regrets and pains, and Jiang Qingyao would never allow herself to repeat the same mistakes in this life.
"Raise your head." Jiang Qingyao said.
Ma Liu stood up and a purse fell into his arms.
Jiang Qingyao said, "Here are twenty taels. Take it to treat your mother's illness. Don't delay. Doctor Liu at the west corner of the city is a good doctor with fair prices. You should go to him."
"If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can tell Sixth Cousin or me. There's no need to hide it. We'll need you in many ways in the future."
She remembered that Ma Liu had only an old mother. In his previous life, he delayed treatment for illness due to lack of money. Later, his mother's condition worsened and she passed away.
Ma Liu opened his eyes wide in shock, his mind trembling. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Jiang Qingyao, "Thank you, Miss Qingyao!"
Jiang Qingyao asked him to get up and told him to do something.
"The young lady is so nice to Ma Liu." Zhitao felt a little jealous, because she was the one who had always been with the young lady.
The young lady actually cared so much about Ma Liu that she even knew that he had a seriously ill old mother.
So sour.
Seeing her sour expression, Jiang Qingyao patted her head and said with a smile: "I will treat you well. I will find you a good family in the future and give you a large sum of money as a dowry."
Zhi Tao was pleased, the corners of her lips curled up high, and she said with a blushing face: "I don't want to get married. I want to serve the young lady until I am old."
Jiang Qingyao's eyes dimmed and she pinched her palm with her fingertips.
In her previous life, Zhitao was indeed unmarried and had always stayed by her side. She was defiled by someone arranged by Qin Yurong. In order not to tarnish her reputation, Zhitao committed suicide by jumping into a well.
Qin Yurong, you will not die well!
She wants to get back all the debts from her past life. No matter who hurt her, no one will be able to escape.
Fenglai Teahouse, private room.
"Why are you so anxious to see me? Are you trying to collect a debt?"
"Don't worry, if you want, I will definitely ask someone to get the fifty thousand taels back from the Ningyuan Marquis's Mansion."
Jiang Qingyao interrupted Xue Jingwen's chatter, "It's only natural to pay back debts. Debts must be collected. I'm here for another matter. Tell my second uncle to stop digging in the mines in the north."
Xue Jingwen: "Why?"
In his previous life, my second uncle was digging a mine when an earthquake occurred in the north. Many people died at once, and all the investment was wasted before any ore was even found. A large sum of money was spent to appease the families of the deceased, which severely damaged the Xue family.
Later, Jiang Qingyao heard that someone had deliberately leaked false information to her second uncle and misled him. The person who passed the information committed suicide by jumping into the lake, proving that there was someone behind the scenes manipulating it. Jiang Qingyao didn't know who it was.
She was trapped in the house and couldn't reach that far.
But in this life, she will slowly investigate whether the person who wants to harm her second uncle is the same person who harmed the Xue family?
Jiang Qingyao leaned over and said seriously, "I went to Ci'en Temple to pray, and I overheard the master say that there will be an earthquake in the north soon. The mine will definitely collapse when it happens. Just think about how many people will die? How much compensation will be required? It's better to believe it than not. Tell Second Uncle to stop it immediately."
At this moment, behind a screen in the private room, a small secret compartment opened on the wall.
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