Seeing that Madam Wang had softened, Qiao Jingjing also loosened her grip.
The old woman took a breath.
"Apologize!"
Under pressure from Qiao Jingjing, the old woman apologized.
Qiao Manman's face was still red and swollen.
Qiao Jingjing shook off the old woman and dusted off her hands.
"Madam, I have come to your residence for no other reason than that the Prefect is troubled by the agricultural affairs of this city and has specially invited me to serve as the head of agricultural affairs. If you do not believe me, you can come to my room to verify. This morning, I reported to the Prefect, and although it took a while, we did indeed discuss the agricultural affairs of Lujiang City this year."
"If you still don't believe me, you can ask the prefect again."
“I, Qiao Jingjing, am upright and not afraid of confrontation. However, Madam, you cannot bully my sisters just because you have more people.”
"As for what you said, my father and brothers are simply being taken advantage of by the prefect. Lujiang is in dire need of rebuilding, and many people are watching the prefect's actions. He gives opportunities to talented people—what a wonderful prefect! Talented people will keep coming to his side. What do you think, my lady?"
A woman like Madam Wang, who spends her whole life in the backyard, dealing only with the petty squabbles and squabbles of the household and the trivial matters between her children and their spouses, could hardly have such a far-sighted perspective.
As Qiao Jingjing talked to her about this and that, from talent to agriculture, she had already started to have second thoughts.
She was afraid that Liu Xun would come back to settle scores with her, so she hurriedly took the initiative to deal with these two little bitches first.
Her plan was to beat those two wretches up and kick them out of the mansion first. When Liu Xun returned, they would be badly injured, their faces bruised and battered, and Liu Xun would lose interest.
This is what happened.
She sent a few people to wander into Qiao Jingjing's room, and all they brought out were some manuscript papers.
Madam Wang wasn't very literate, but she could always understand paintings. The little figures in the paintings—leading oxen, plowing fields, planting rice seedlings, pasting paddy dikes, digging irrigation canals—were so vivid and lifelike that even an illiterate person could understand them.
Lady Wang held her tongue and remained silent for a long time; the concubines behind her also fell silent.
They wanted to cause trouble and watch the show. But they failed. When they got back, the madam would take all her anger out on them.
Each of them had already planned their escape route, and were preparing to sneak away quietly while the lady wasn't paying attention.
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