"Manager Feng, you're back just in time."
Aunt Zheng hurried forward and said, "Ever since Aunt Zhou passed away, Master has always asked me to help manage the affairs of the mansion. This time, Master passed away suddenly, and everyone in Lin'an is saying that it was the eldest girl who caused the death. Now she has the nerve to come back. You must quickly drive her out of the mansion."
"Little girl, you're still talking nonsense." Ji Ningxi advised with a panicked look on her face: "Stop talking now."
"You bastard, what are you afraid of?" Aunt Zheng sneered, "Even if she is respected by His Majesty and Prince Yongning, there is justice in this world. Do you think she still wants to learn from her bastard cousin and rob and plunder?"
After saying this, he hurriedly urged Aunt Sun: "What are you standing there for? Do you want to be kicked out by this outsider?"
Aunt Sun was a little frightened, so she held her little girl tightly and chose to remain silent.
Ting Feng silently glanced at Ye Wanshu, then suddenly said, "Madam Zheng has truly lived up to Master's trust. Master has just left, and you're already rushing to bully the young lady."
"What are you talking about?" Aunt Zheng said dissatisfiedly, "When the master was alive, the eldest girl tried her best to escape from this family. Now she has killed the master. Do I have to be nice to her?"
"Master sacrificed his life for a just cause, how can you say that it's so unbearable?" Ting Feng said unhappily, "Even if we take a step back, the eldest girl is Master's own flesh and blood. Master chose to die to protect her, and that was Master's own choice."
After saying this, he immediately took out a letter and held it up in his hand, saying loudly: "The master has already made a will. Everything in the mansion will be arranged by the eldest lady from now on. I advise Aunt Zheng to make clear her position."
Respectfully handing the will to Ye Wanshu, Ting Feng said solemnly, "Miss, the master knew that entering the palace yesterday was dangerous, so he specifically wrote a will and entrusted it to me for safekeeping. After the master's death, all funeral arrangements must be simple. If you agree, the master would like to be buried with his wife. As for the inheritance left by the master, 70% will be used to purchase the eldest girl's dowry, 20% will be left to the other unmarried girls, and the remaining 10% will be given half to the clan as incense offerings and half to cover expenses for the family."
"What? Only 20% left for my Xuan'er and Aunt Sun's daughter?" Aunt Zheng's eyes widened in disbelief. "Master would never be so partial."
"That's what the master meant," Ting Feng said. "Two copies. The other copy the day before yesterday the master asked me to deliver to the clan leader's home."
Hearing the quarrel here, Ji Ningxi couldn't help but rushed out: "How can this be father's will? I am also a daughter of the Ji family. Father would not be so cruel."
For a while, the yard was in an uproar over the inheritance. Ye Wanshu glanced at the coffin parked nearby and found it ridiculous.
Before his father's body was even cold, these people started to calculate the inheritance. His life was really sad.
Not wanting to meddle with the commotion in the courtyard, Ye Wanshu took the will and led Qin Chulin and the maids back to her own courtyard.
Looking at the unusually clean Mu Cang Zhai, there were many things from his childhood on the dressing table, as well as a few of his mother's relics.
She looked at it silently for a long time, thinking about the joint burial of her parents, and suddenly she felt a little uncomfortable.
"Chu Lin, are you willing to let your uncle Ji and aunt Ji be buried together?" Ye Wanshu asked Qin Chulin in confusion.
Qin Chulin thought for a moment and said, "My aunt often told me and my sister Yue that those who can live together must have a great fate, and we should cherish each other no matter life or death."
Picking up a jade hairpin on the dressing table, Qin Chulin looked at it quietly: "These days I often see the master staring at this jade hairpin in a daze. The master said it was the lady's favorite when she was alive. I think the master must miss the lady very much. If there was any misunderstanding between them when they were alive, they should give the master a chance to atone for it after death."
Although children's words are innocent, they suddenly made Ye Wanshu's thoughts clear up a lot: "Then I'll listen to you."
She had no idea whether her mother would agree with her idea, but her mother and her cheap father had loved each other after all. She didn't want them to be buried alone in different places after their death, and she couldn't bear to reject her cheap father's last wish.
"Mom, please forgive my daughter's selfishness." Ye Wanshu said silently.
Thinking about the current situation of the Ji family, her adoptive father had worked hard for half his life, and had always wanted to bring honor to the Ji family. Now he passed away, but he didn't even leave anyone to carry on the family line. She would get married sooner or later, and she couldn't let the two concubines interfere in the affairs of the mansion.
Slowly turning her gaze towards Qin Chulin, Ye Wanshu softly asked, "Chulin, I have an unwelcome request. I want you to be adopted by my father. Are you willing?"
After all, she was closely related to the deaths of Qin Yi Niang and Ning Yue. She had promised to take care of this little guy for the rest of her life, so she should make more plans for his future.
Gazing at Qin Chulin's confused eyes, Ye Wanshu said seriously, "I wanted to mention this to your Uncle Ji before, but unfortunately he passed away suddenly. Now that he's left this family business, it needs someone to take care of it. If you're willing, after you get married in the future, you can let your second son continue the Qin family line."
Qin Chulin knew that his elder sister couldn't bear to see the Ji family's lineage cut off, so he nodded and said, "I'll listen to you, elder sister."
Ye Wanshu smiled with relief and ordered Chunhong and Xingtao to bring mourning clothes. After the brother and sister changed into them together, they went out again.
When they arrived at the front hall, Tingfeng and the people from the palace had already set up the mourning hall, but Aunt Zheng and Ji Ningxi were still surrounding Tingfeng and making a lot of noise.
Ye Wanshu was surveying the mourning hall when Zhu Wencai suddenly approached and whispered, "Princess, news has come from the Duke's Mansion that Duke Rong has personally led his men to Huizhou. He has also ordered the two young masters of the Marquis of Wuping's Mansion to travel overnight to Yezhou and Qinzhou to take over the troops."
Hearing this, Ye Wanshu's anxious heart finally relaxed.
She has done everything she can now, and now it all depends on Fu Mingchi.
Listening to the noise in the mourning hall, Zhu Wencai said again, "Princess, would you like me to drive these noisy guys out of the house?"
Ye Wanshu shook her head: "No, I can handle it myself."
After saying that, he asked Xingtao to arrange guest rooms for Zhu Wencai and Tao Anran to recuperate and rest.
Walking into the mourning hall, Ye Wanshu's brows darkened. "Aunt Zheng, Second Sister, do you want to see Father die with grievances, or are you afraid that others will see you laughing at yourselves?"
"Eldest sister, you have decided to marry into the Yongning Palace, why are you still thinking about this little bit of wealth?" Ji Ningxi's eyes were full of tears, and she felt very aggrieved: "Eldest sister promised me that she would treat me well."
"Ji Ningxi, you are now a convicted woman in Prince Qi's Mansion. Letting you return to the Ji family is already a special favor. What else do you want?"
Ye Wanshu said coldly, "Are you still thinking of being as arrogant as before? You're an adult after all. What else can you do besides cry when things go wrong? You should learn to take responsibility for your own actions."
Ji Ningxi was suddenly choked and looked at Aunt Zheng silently, not knowing how to start again.
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