"Fine, for your mother's sake, I'll let you off this time. But don't do it again." He turned and walked out.
"Father, I am about to get married, so why don't you let me take charge of this household? If I don't manage the household well before I get into the Marquis's mansion, I'll be laughed at by the people there."
"Besides, the Jiang family is, after all, a physician's residence. If word gets out that a concubine is in charge of the household, it would be a disgrace to our father and a laughingstock," Jiang Wei said.
Aunt Liu, disregarding her fear of Chen Xuening's ghost, glared at Jiang Wei with a bloodshot expression, her hands clenched tightly, her nails digging into her palms until they bled.
It turns out that Jiang Wei wanted to seize control of her household.
Jiang Zai Shui hesitated for a moment, "Then you and your mother..." Remembering that Jiang Wei had just refused to call Aunt Liu, she added, "Learn from Aunt Liu, so that when you become the matriarch in the future, you won't be deceived by others."
Aunt Liu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that the master would not easily take the power of managing the household from her. Once Jiang Wei was in her hands, she would be at his mercy. She would not be as easy to talk to as before. She would also take over her two best-selling shops. Did she think she could fly to the sky?
"Father, do you think others will laugh at us if they know that I was taught by a lowly concubine? Will they laugh at our Jiang family for being a small, insignificant family? Or do you care more about Concubine Liu than your own reputation? If that's the case, why would the Marquis's Mansion help you?" She had to destroy his spirit, and she would do it little by little.
Jiang Zai Shui glanced at her; his daughter seemed different from before.
How did she know his plans? He had never told Aunt Liu about them. This daughter has become smarter, and it's better if she's smarter so she can help him better in the future.
"Tomorrow, go to Aunt Liu's place to get the account books." The look in Jiang Wei's eyes held a hint of emotion.
"Master, I know that the young lady doesn't think much of me, but managing a household isn't something that can be learned overnight. I'm going to be so bold as to ask that the young lady learn from me first?" Aunt Liu's eyes were brimming with tears, on the verge of falling, but Jiang Zaishui was most susceptible to her act.
"I'll pick up the ledger tomorrow afternoon and give it to Father." Jiang Wei bowed slightly, touched her face, which was a little cold, and turned to go back to her room.
Jiang Zai Shui: '???' How rude.
It is indeed a bit cold.
"Let's go! It'll only be a month or so. Let her make a fuss. In the end, we'll still have to hand it over to you." Jiang Zaishui patted Aunt Liu's hand.
Although he was somewhat angry, he held back for the time being, thinking about the benefits she could bring him.
Jiang Wei returned to the room, and Lu Zhu used hot water to scald her hands. "Miss, it's too cold. Shall I go and light some charcoal?"
Jiang Wei was still a little scared, and shook her head, "I'm fine."
The girl's nose was bright red, and her skin looked as if it would break if the wind blew it away. The bright red seeped through her snow-white skin, and I felt sorry for her.
"Girl, the pot is ready." She didn't want to let some irrelevant people affect her daughter's mood.
"Hmm... I'm hungry too." Jiang Wei hadn't had a decent meal in a long time.
The two walked over, and Lu Zhu helped Jiang Wei sit down.
The dewdrops were cooked in boiling broth with some mutton and beef. After cooking, they were handed to Jiang Wei, who then dipped them in the red broth with chili oil and let them swirl around. The result was a delicious and flavorful dish.
"Girl, eating more meat in winter can keep you warm, especially mutton, which will keep you warm all over."
Dewdrop was afraid that Jiang Wei wasn't eating enough, so she kept cooking meat for her, her heart full of love for her good girl.
"If you keep cooking, your daughter's stomach will burst! You should take it away and eat it!" Jiang Wei said coquettishly.
Several pearls and Chen Hui thanked the young lady for her treat. Dewdrop asked, "Young lady, are you really full?"
A few beads, and he chuckled.
"Dewdrop, have you prepared everything I asked you to?" Jiang Wei was too full and stood up to digest her food in the room.
Dewdrop smiled and said, "Girl, you're ready."
Jiang Wei nodded thoughtfully, "Chen Hui, come over after you finish your hot pot."
Chen Hui said to give her instructions now, as she wasn't hungry.
Jiang Wei said it wasn't urgent, and told the others that nothing was more important than eating, except for matters of life and death.
"What? Father let Mother give her the power to manage the household?" Jiang Rou swept the things on the table all over the floor.
"Yes," Amei answered, kneeling on the ground.
That bitch, she only dared to ride roughshod over her because she wanted to marry the prince.
She had originally planned to have her father punish her, but to her surprise, he not only didn't punish her, but also gave her the power to manage the household.
She's not worthy of marrying the prince!
"Rou'er." Aunt Liu walked in from outside and sat in the main seat, announcing that the servants should leave.
Jiang Rou walked over and sat down next to Aunt Liu, hugging her. "Mother... that bitch Jiang Wei, why does she deserve to marry the Prince? Now even Father thinks highly of her. If this continues, will Father still have any respect for me as his daughter?"
Aunt Liu hugged Jiang Rou and said, "How could your father not love you? Don't worry, I won't let her be so smug for long. She thinks that marrying the Marquis's son makes her so great. I'll ruin her and see how she can marry the Marquis's son then. In the end, she can only marry a lower-class person."
Jiang Rou's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on her lips. "Really? Then can I marry the Crown Prince?"
Aunt Liu thought of that Prince Song, who was handsome, talented, and from a good family. Her daughter had another idea: to ruin Jiang Wei and then secretly marry Rou'er off to him. As long as the Marquis's family accepted it, who could say anything?
In large families, it's not uncommon for women to be married off in place of others.
Jiang Rou blushed, her head hung low, and she twisted her handkerchief in her hands.
Aunt Liu couldn't help but smile, "I'll help you. Let alone one Jiang Wei, even ten Jiang Weis, I can handle them."
“But Father has already given her Mother’s power to manage the household. She doesn’t respect Mother, so I’m afraid she won’t listen to Mother as she used to.”
Aunt Liu sneered, "A household isn't so easy to manage. Your father won't indulge her in everything. I'll make sure she listens carefully. You should rest well and not hurt your face. I'm going back now."
Jiang Rou saw Aunt Liu to the door, and the mother and daughter exchanged a few more words.
Jiang Rou walked in and sat in front of the bronze mirror. The swelling on her face had mostly subsided. The thought of her mother saying that she could marry the prince filled her heart with sweetness, like she had eaten honey.
Previously, the way the young master looked at her was unusual. He even said that she was charming and shy, unlike Jiang Wei who was dull and aloof, making her seem more precious than him, the young master of the Marquis's mansion.
Jiang Rou became happier and happier as she thought about it, and her face unconsciously became a little hot. It seemed that the prince liked her too!
Jiang Rou looked in the mirror, biting her lip, her eyes brimming with tears that seemed about to fall, making her look incredibly pitiful.
She practiced it perfectly.
She immediately made up her mind to go to the prince the next day and tell him about Jiang Wei's evil deeds, so that the prince would never love her.
The north wind howled, and the candlelight flickered in the wind.
In the Zhan Wang Mansion, the study window was wide open. There was no charcoal burning in the room. Xiao Zhan, who was already used to the harsh life of sleeping outdoors in the north, didn't care about the cold at all.
"Master," Chen Hui bowed.
"Did she send you to the Jiang residence to serve her today?" Xiao Zhan stopped writing and gestured for her to rise.
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