Chapter 505: Aunt Jiao is so upset that she dies
Ying Zhilin then told the emperor the verdict.
Pei'er said, "Huang Ying'er finally got what she wanted."
"Who says it isn't?" Ying Zhilin wasn't very interested in Huang Ying'er's affairs, so he talked about another case. "The Lan family's water transportation case has also come to a conclusion."
"Your case handling speed is simply amazing!" Wen Yan's eyes suddenly lit up and she gave him a thumbs up. "Sure enough, smart people will never be too bad no matter what they do."
Then he urged him to tell the case in detail.
Although the words and actions were clearly used to praise a child, Ying Zhilin felt very happy when he heard them.
It was not a secret, so Ying Zhilin told her the details of the case.
After hearing that two children had died, Wen Yan was still a little annoyed: "We should have been faster."
Ying Zhilin pecked her on the lips and said, "You've done a great job. Without you, the people of Ganquan Village would still be suffering. I don't know how many people would have died."
Wen Yan nodded and stopped thinking about it.
It is foreseeable that the Lan family will have a hard time.
She felt much better.
In his previous life, General Meng needed Hexiang Pills to save his life.
The Lan family took the "Hexiang Pills" and humiliated the Meng family in various ways.
They will never have such an opportunity in this life.
**
In order to save some money on the inn, Huang Ying'er and her family moved directly to the imperial mansion.
They did it quietly, without disturbing anyone.
The mansion should always be maintained by government officials.
Although there are weeds in the yard, they are not tall.
The house was not damaged except for the doors and windows.
There was a thin layer of dust in the house, but it was not thick.
With a little cleaning, it can be used for one night.
This house is better preserved than Huang Ying'er expected.
Huang Ying'er and Aunt Jiao entered the house.
Whether it is tables, chairs or beds, they are all carved.
She raised her hand to sweep away the dust on the table and saw exquisite patterns inlaid with mother-of-pearl.
Huang Ying'er marveled in her heart.
So exquisite! They are all works of art.
In modern times, even this set of carved round tables and chairs would cost at least eight figures.
Aunt Jiao kept groaning, "Even the landlords' houses aren't this exquisite and magnificent."
"Mother, this is a house given by the emperor. How can a landlord compare to it?"
"Ying'er, mother, come and see, there is a well here with water in it." A call came from the yard.
The mother and daughter hurried over and saw that Huang's father had already drawn a bucket of water from the well.
Huang's father shone a light into the water and found that it was clear, without any mosquitoes or odors.
"It's amazing. There's such clear water in this well."
Brother Huang couldn't help it and wanted to take a sip of the water.
Huang Ying'er quickly stopped him: "Brother, you've forgotten what I said again, you can't drink raw water.
It has to be boiled if you want to drink it.”
"Okay." Brother Huang lowered his head and went to boil water.
Huang Ying'er and a few others started cleaning.
Aunt Jiao was wiping the furniture while curiously asking Huang Ying'er, "My dear, such a beautiful house will surely sell for a lot of money."
Huang Ying'er said, "We're in Huaihua West Lane. Ying Zhilin bought one in Main Lane. It's a little bigger than ours, but even more shabby. He spent a full eight thousand taels."
"What, eight...eight thousand taels!" Aunt Jiao gestured, and the rag fell to the ground.
Huang Ying'er added, "Our house is smaller, but it's well-maintained and a little off the beaten path. If we were to sell it, it would probably fetch about the same price."
"That is to say... we are now worth eight thousand taels!"
Huang Da Ge reminded: "Mother, don't forget that the emperor also gave my younger sister a shop. My younger sister is now worth over ten thousand yuan."
Aunt Jiao swayed and reached out to Huang's father: "Old Huang, please support me and let me slow down."
She had never seen so much money in her entire eight lifetimes.
I don’t know whether the smoke was coming out of the Huang family’s or the Jiao family’s ancestral tomb.
Seeing her so happy, Huang Ying'er immediately poured a bucket of cold water on her: "Mother, what are you thinking about! The things given by the emperor cannot be sold. Those who violate this will be punished for disrespect.
Don't say I'm just a small official. In the previous dynasty, a nobleman privately sold a house granted to him. He was impeached by the censor for "disrespecting the grace of heaven" and was eventually stripped of his title and exiled.
Aunt Jiao felt a chill on her neck when she heard this.
She slumped down on the stool: "That's like putting a plate of braised pork in front of me. I can only look at it but not eat it."
Huang Ying'er was amused by her simple metaphor and comforted her, "At least, we don't have to rent a house outside!"
When Aunt Jiao heard that she could only stay and not exchange the money for it, she became very depressed.
Huang Ying'er quickly comforted her, "This is a mansion bestowed by the emperor. Think about it. Tomorrow, when you go out to chat, the old lady next door asks you how much you paid for this house. If you tell her that this house was bestowed by the emperor, she will be so jealous that she will cry!"
When Aunt Jiao heard this, she immediately realized that this was the truth and even straightened her back even more.
Aunt Jiao was not sure what was on her mind when she suddenly mentioned Ying Zhilin. She pulled Huang Ying'er aside and asked gossipingly, "My dear, I heard that Ying Zhilin was demoted to the Dali Temple as a judge. Is he demoted now?
Isn't his current official position lower than yours?"
Huang Ying'er said, "Yes, he is now an eighth-rank judge."
Aunt Jiao counted on her fingers and spat, "There's a difference of about ten levels between you two. Ying Zhilin must be regretting it now!"
At the beginning, he despised the poor and loved the rich. He rejected you for that bastard from the Liu family and caused you to fall into the well and almost lose your life.
Now he has become a low-level official, and you are already a fourth-rank official. There is a huge difference between you.
He used to ignore you, but now we have made you unattainable for him."
Huang Ying'er smiled helplessly: "Mother, you should know that Mr. Lin is a very good person, and his wife Liu Wenyan is also a very good person.
Don't ever say that again. They live in the alley in front of you, so you'll see them every day."
Aunt Jiao snorted twice. "Why can't I say it? It's clearly them who are messing around. I'm just telling the truth. How could I say anything wrong?"
The resentment she felt back then has always been pent up in her heart.
Now that she is proud of herself, she wants to say it.
Huang's father was a cautious person and he repeatedly advised Aunt Jiao to keep a low profile.
"Even a drop of bird shit falling from the sky could hit a member of the royal family. We'd better keep our heads down and behave ourselves.
It's not easy for my daughter to be an official outside. Be careful not to offend anyone and bring her into trouble."
Aunt Jiao had suddenly become rich, and if she hadn't gone to see Lin showing off a little, it would have been like walking in brocade clothes at night, and she would have felt uncomfortable all over.
Huang Ying'er also said: "I was able to escape this time thanks to them.
If it weren't for their help, I wouldn't have been able to get rid of the Third Prince so quickly this time.
I don’t know what the outcome will be yet.
Mom, please listen to me for once.
Let's just call it quits, okay? Don't bother them."
Aunt Jiao sat on the chair with a sullen look, her whole body emitting an unhappiness.
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