Chapter 38 Teahouse 3 Even if you were my concubine, I wouldn't want you.
In the past few days, Su He has been secretly paying attention to the progress of Xie Wuhen's investigation. After all, the truth of the Du Yuting case is related to her life and death.
It was not until she knew that Xie Wuhen was no longer responsible for the case that she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he was not responsible, the probability of solving the case would be small.
After all, others don't understand her - and they won't suspect her.
Sure enough, ten days later, news came from the Dali Temple that the Du Yuting case had been solved.
The murderer was a Nanman. Because Du Yuting offended many Nanman merchants when conducting border trade, these merchants hired spies to sneak into Liang State, and then disguised themselves as maids to sneak into the Cloth Chamber of Commerce and killed Du Yuting.
This result is ridiculous, but at least there is a result.
Su He was completely relieved, and then began to ask Ah Si to collect information about Liu Dazhong.
The next person to be killed is him.
Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle.
In her spare time, she also went to Ping'an Lane.
Uncle Qing took a group of hungry people to the market to sell tofu and flatbreads, and lived a prosperous life.
Su He simply bought an abandoned workshop at the end of the alley and hired craftsmen to renovate it, turning it into a large house for everyone to live in.
She also named the house "Tzu Chi Yuan", which means compassion and saving the world.
Uncle Qing even asked someone to write the three words "Tzu Chi Yuan" on a plaque, and then hung the plaque high on the lintel of the house.
Xiaolian couldn't help crying when looking at the plaque.
Chunlan glanced at her friend and said, "Why, are you still unhappy?"
Xiaolian smiled with tears in her eyes: "Of course I'm happy. From now on, it will be a good life."
Chunlan couldn't help but sigh, "Yes, the future is good, and we don't have to go back to that hellhole of the Li family anymore."
On the way back home, the carriage passed by Wuyou Teahouse.
Su He saw Zhang Qian'er at the window on the second floor of the teahouse through the car window. She was leaning against the windowsill, her face full of sadness, and she looked a lot thinner.
Su He couldn't help but wonder: "Has Zhang Qian'er come to see the old lady these days?"
Zhang Xiuhua smiled smugly, "How dare she? I heard that my son-in-law threatened her that if she dared to step into the gate of the mansion again, he would drive her out of the capital and send her back to her hometown."
Chunlan also smiled: "If she still wants to come to see the old lady, she will probably have to dig a hole to get here."
Su He asked again: "What does the old lady say about this?"
Zhang Xiuhua showed disdain: "What else can she say? She can't even redeem herself from the shame she's lost, so how can she care about a niece from the third wife's house?"
Su He breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good too. Maybe we can have more peace in the future."
At this time, in the main courtyard of Xie Mansion.
Xu Nanzhi was sighing deeply: "If I had known this bastard would be so stubborn, I should have killed him in a water tank when I gave birth to him."
"Why, old lady, do you have to say such angry words?" Nanny Han brought over the prepared medicine. "The young master is just a little hot-tempered. He has only been ignoring advice on matters of marriage over the years, but he has been respectful and obedient to you in other matters. Please relax and don't get angry with him. It's not worth it to hurt yourself."
Xu Nanzhi took the medicine and drank it in a few gulps.
The medicine was too bitter, and she couldn't help but grit her teeth: "My body won't last a few more years. When I die, there will be no one to take care of me."
Then he asked, "Is Qian'er okay these past two days?"
Nanny Han replied, "I asked Meizi to visit him yesterday. He was reportedly very sad and had no appetite for the past two days, but he seems to be much better these past two days."
Xu Nanzhi's face was full of helplessness: "It's hard for this child."
After a moment's silence, he added, "He's not just angry, he's holding a grudge against me."
The "he" here naturally refers to Xie Wuhen.
Nanny Han glanced warily toward the door and lowered her voice, "This is all old news. Please don't mention it again."
Xu Nanzhi raised her hand and covered her forehead tiredly.
Zhang Qian'er has indeed been having a bad time these days.
Not only did she no longer have any hope of marrying into the eldest wife's family, but she was also scolded by her aunt Zhang Biyu.
Zhang Biyu has been a widow in the Xie family for many years and has always been low-key and prudent in her behavior. Although she knew that her niece was in love with the eldest son of the Xie family, she never expected that her niece would be so shameless.
"Qian'er, people need to be proud and trees need to be barked. Now that Dalang has married, you should give up on this thought. But you actually came to my house to make trouble and ended up getting yourself humiliated. If this matter gets out, how can you get married in the future?"
He added, "Not only have you lost face, you have also disgraced me."
Zhang Qian'er cried and replied, "I just want to be his concubine. Is being a concubine not also possible?"
Zhang Biyu was so disappointed: "Even if I were to be your concubine, I wouldn't want you."
Zhang Qianer cried even more hysterically.
Zhang Biyu shook her head and sighed deeply, "Now that I've said this, think carefully about it. If you still refuse to change your ways, I won't need Dalang to intervene. I'll personally send you back home. If you can mend your ways, I'll pretend nothing happened and continue to live with you."
Zhang Qianer doesn't want to go back to her poor and backward hometown.
After two days, she consciously apologized to Zhang Biyu and expressed her determination to learn from her mistakes. Only then was the matter over.
But she was still depressed.
When he had nothing to do, he would often take his maid Dong Ye to Wuyou Tea House to drink tea and relieve his stress.
One day, she was sitting in a private room, leaning against the window, when a familiar-looking carriage passed her sight and drove to the other end of the street.
She was stunned for a moment: "Dongye, look, is that the carriage of the eldest wife?"
Dong Ye also poked his head out and looked outside. "It seems so. Could it be that the person who just passed by... was the young master of the eldest house?"
Zhang Qian'er's eyes turned slightly cold. "Brother Ziyu is currently on duty at the Dali Temple. How could he have time to stroll around the streets? I guess it's that young lady."
She then asked, "Dong Ye, tell me the truth, am I uglier than that young lady?"
Dong Ye glanced at his master seriously.
The master has always loved bright colors. Today she is wearing a scarlet skirt and gold and jade ornaments. From a distance, she looks like an eye-catching flower tree.
She smiled and said, "In my eyes, the young lady is the most beautiful woman in the world. Not to mention the young lady, even if a fairy came, she would not be as beautiful as the young lady."
Zhang Qian'er couldn't help but tear up: "Now, you are the only one willing to comfort me like this."
Finally, hatred welled up in her eyes: "Dong Ye, I wish Li Shuli would die."
It was the first time she addressed the young lady by her name.
Dong Ye was startled: "Miss, please keep your voice down, don't let outsiders hear it."
Zhang Qian'er obviously didn't care: "At home, I had to speak softly to guard against my aunt. Now that I'm outside, why should I still speak softly? I just want Li Shuli to die, I just want her to die!"
She raised her voice even more.
As soon as he finished speaking, the wooden door of the private room was suddenly pushed open and a thin man walked in.
He had high cheekbones, deep eye sockets, and a slightly hunched back. The light pouring in from the door frame behind him made him look like a hungry ghost.
It's obvious that he has bad intentions!
Zhang Qian'er was so frightened that she suddenly stood up: "You... who are you?"
Dong Ye was so frightened that her voice trembled: "Why did you break into our private room without permission?"
The thin man smiled, covered his mouth and coughed twice, then sat down at the seat in the house, picked up the tea that Zhang Qianer had drunk, drank it in one gulp, and then covered his mouth and coughed twice again.
Zhang Qian'er looked at him with growing anxiety, "If you don't leave, I'll... I'll go get the shopkeeper."
The thin man didn't care at all. He even picked up a few pieces of dried fruit from the table and ate them. As he ate, he said, "I am the eldest son of Li Tai'an, the Chief Clerk of Zhongzhou. I am also Li Shuli's brother, Li Jianye."
He smiled and stared at Zhang Qianer meaningfully after saying this.
Zhang Qianer's chest sank, and there were only two words in her mind: "It's over."
She finally had the chance to speak freely, but she didn't expect that the other person's brother would hear it. If this got to Xie Wuhen's ears and her aunt's ears, she would really have to pack up and go back home.
She tried to calm herself down, "Words are not enough, who knows if you are an imposter."
Li Jianye still had a wicked smile on his face: "If you don't believe me, I can take you to the Li family right now."
Zhang Qianer didn't dare to go to the Li family. She could not help but wave her hands repeatedly, "No need, no need."
Then he murmured, "I just... said it in anger. I hope Brother Li won't take it seriously... and don't take it to heart."
Li Jianye's tone was a little excited: "I think that angry words are the truth."
Zhang Qianer shook her head repeatedly: "I just wanted to satisfy myself verbally, I really didn't intend to do anything. Brother Li, you are so magnanimous..."
Li Jianye was shocked and looked disappointed: "He has the will but not the courage to commit a crime. He is a complete fool."
Then he asked, "May I ask your name, young lady, and what is your feud with my sister?"
Zhang Qianer turned her head away and remained silent.
She didn't want to reveal her identity, and even less did she want to talk about her past with Li Shuli.
As long as she didn't say it, Li Jianye wouldn't recognize her, and the mess she had just made would not be a big deal.
Li Jianye didn't push anyone, he stood up and walked out, saying as he walked, "I thought I had found an ally, but he turned out to be a fool. My excitement was in vain."
The word "ally" confused Zhang Qianer.
She called out to him, "Brother Li, what do you mean by that?"
Li Jianye stopped and looked back at her: "To be honest, I have a big grudge against my sister, and I hate her just as much as you do. What a coincidence, isn't it?"
Zhang Qianer thought she had misheard and was stunned for a moment.
Li Jianye added: "I barged in rashly with the intention of cooperating, but the girl seemed to have no sincerity."
"Are you serious?"
"What good is there in lying to you?"
Zhang Qian'er thought for a moment and introduced herself: "I am Zhang Qian'er, the niece of the third branch of the Xie family. I live next door to your sister."
Li Jianye chuckled, then turned around and walked back: "That's right, we have something to talk about."
He sat back down at his seat and ordered loudly, "Changgui, serve some tea and some fresh fruit to Miss Qian'er."
Changgui was a waiter in a teahouse and was also familiar with Li Jianye.
After he finished serving tea and fruit, Li Jianye instructed: "From now on, all expenses incurred by Miss Qian'er here will be charged to this young master's account."
Changgui replied respectfully: "As you wish." Then he left the private room.
Zhang Qian'er felt a little disgusted when she saw Li Jianye, who was as thin as a hungry ghost.
But right now, business is of the utmost importance, and nothing else matters. "We are just casual acquaintances, Brother Li, there is no need to spend so much money."
Li Jianye waved his hand: "It's just a small amount of money, don't worry about it."
Zhang Qian'er didn't want to waste time talking to him, so she got straight to the point: "I wonder what's going on between Brother Li and his sister?"
Li Jianye answered casually, "Since we are not born of the same mother, we naturally have many festivals to celebrate."
Then he asked, "I wonder what's the matter between Miss Qian'er and my sister?"
Zhang Qianer finally confessed frankly: "Her husband, Xie Wuhen, is the man I love."
The two of them hit it off immediately.
Then they began to discuss how to cooperate internally and externally.
Zhang Qian'er still couldn't help wondering: "Brother Li really wants his sister to die?"
Li Jianye laughed again, and his cheekbones rose when he laughed, making his thin face even more ferocious.
He said in a playful tone, "Don't talk about death all the time. Death is meaningless and not fun. We have to let her live, live in pain."
Zhang Qian'er's eyes lit up, "Then how can we let her live in pain?"
Li Jianye lowered his voice and asked, "Miss Qian'er, what good ideas do you have?"
Zhang Qian'er replied, "How about we first make her lose her reputation and leave her with nowhere to go?"
Li Jianye's expression brightened up and he responded excitedly, "Okay."
When Li Jianye and Zhang Qianer walked out of Wuyou Teahouse, Zeng Yidao was looking at them solemnly through the window on the third floor.
The attendant Anzi entered the room and reported: "Sir, the person has left."
Zeng Yidao asked, "Was there anything unusual when you left?"
Anzi replied: "Li Jianye gave Changgui a bag of silver."
Zeng Yidao ordered: "Then keep a close eye on Changgui."
An Zi responded with "yes" and turned to leave.
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