Chapter 240 Xie Zhuo's Life Story
Jiang Xinyu was absolutely confident in her kung fu, so when Jiang Song asked her to talk in the backyard, she didn't bring anyone with her.
Everyone in the Jiang family was helping in the front hall, so Jiang Song didn't leave anyone here.
The two people were talking in the house and no one was watching outside, so no one noticed the dark figure hiding under the window and eavesdropping.
Jiang Xinyu heard the sound when she went out, but she didn't care and went straight to the front.
Jiang Huai's funeral was indeed simple. Fortunately, not many people came, otherwise the servants would not even be enough to entertain the guests.
Jiang Xinyu's pale face and red and swollen eyes were all the effects of makeup; she really couldn't cry.
Fortunately, the coffin was empty, otherwise she would feel wronged even if she knelt and kowtowed.
The relatives of the Jiang family thought that the funeral of Jiang Huai, their father-in-law who was the Marquis of Zhenguo, would be grand.
They came here to make some connections, but were sorely disappointed.
Not only did no high-ranking officials from the imperial court come, even the son-in-law, Marquis Zhenguo, was not present.
The funeral was even simpler and cruder.
From the coffin to the tribute, none of them were of high quality, and the servants in mourning were wearing ordinary white cloth.
Although the general fourth-rank officials were also sent in this way, could Jiang Huai be the same as the ordinary fourth-rank officials?
His son-in-law controls half of the Jin Dynasty. If he is willing to give him face, even the emperor would probably write a couplet for him.
It turned out that he didn't even have a colleague above the third rank, which disappointed those who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to build connections.
For example, Jiang Huai's cousin who married into the Xie family, Qin, who originally wanted to marry Jiang Xinyu to his stupid son.
Ever since the last incident between her parents' family and her son-in-law's family, she has been abandoned by her husband's family.
If my mother-in-law had not suddenly suffered a stroke and needed someone to take care of her, she would still have been locked up in the Buddhist temple.
But Zhongyuan is not as easy to control as before. During the time she was locked up in the Buddhist temple, accidents happened one after another at home.
First, Uncle Chengyi fell off a horse while drunk and broke his spine, becoming paralyzed. Then, out of anger, my mother-in-law suffered a stroke, causing her mouth to become crooked and her eyes to become squinty.
As a result, a few days later, Xie Lin, the eldest son of the Xie family, died inexplicably outside.
Before the funeral was even over, someone came to the house with an IOU signed by the eldest master to demand payment.
As a woman, she didn't know what to do, so Uncle Chengyi, despite his sick body, had a secret conversation with those people for a long time.
It was a pity that it was useless and in the end I asked her to take the money with a frustrated look on my face.
Qin was not stupid. Seeing the way her uncle behaved, she knew that he was someone they could not afford to offend. For the sake of the peace of her family, she had no choice but to do as he asked.
Not only did he lose all the money in his account, he also sold several shops.
Even though she lost a huge sum of money and cursed Xie Lin in her heart, Qin was still somewhat happy.
After all, after the eldest master died, the title of Xie family would belong to her son.
Even if her son was a fool, he was still the legitimate son, and was more qualified to inherit the throne than the little boy left behind by the eldest master.
But she was not happy for a few days, because her daughter-in-law, who had always been bullied by her and her foolish son, suddenly went crazy.
The fool stabbed his daughter-in-law to death with scissors and jumped into the lotus pond.
Xie Lin at least left behind a bastard son to provide a bloodline, but her foolish son didn't even leave behind an egg.
My mother's family has lost her daughter, her son-in-law has been exiled, and now her son is dead. I don't know who to rely on for the rest of my life.
This time, Qin cried sincerely. She cried for her son, but even more so for her own unknown fate.
Both of Earl Chengyi's sons are dead. Now, apart from the grandson left by his eldest son, the only one eligible to inherit his title is his nephew Xie Zhuo, who was raised in the mansion since childhood.
It's strange to say, Xie Zhuo is not close to anyone in the mansion, but Marquis Chengyi is weirdly nice to his nephew.
Even though Xie Zhuo didn't even show up after he was injured, he was still willing to leave the title to the son of his half brother.
The reason was plausible: Xie Zhuo was the legitimate son and the grandson was the illegitimate son.
Besides, a little kid may not grow up, and the Bo's family needs a head of the family, so it would be better to choose the adult Xie Zhuo.
Others may not know what Qin is willing to do, but she knows it very well.
That bastard in her family had an affair with her brother's wife, and he is sure that Xie Zhuo is his own child.
But if Xie Zhuo really inherited the Bo's Mansion, how could she survive? It was she who reported the bastard who was strangled to death by the old lady.
Qin was also very careful about her life. She refused to admit defeat even after losing a relative.
In the past, she had never even looked at Xie Lin's bastard.
There was no time to worry about it at the moment, so he quickly took the child into his own yard to raise him as if he were his own grandson.
He even brought the child to pay his respects to Lord Chengyi's bedside from time to time, and kept calling the child his eldest son and grandson, hoping that Lord Chengyi would remember Xie Lin and pass on the title to the child.
The child was so lively and cute, but Xie Zhuo had not shown up, so Uncle Chengyi felt a little relieved.
Just then Jiang Huaix died, and Qin thought of asking Jiang Xinyu for help by crying for mercy.
Both happy events and funerals are good opportunities to resolve conflicts.
It's time to apologize and show some mercy during a happy event when everyone is happy.
If relatives and friends help to talk, no matter whether it is for the sake of everyone's face or the face of the host family, it is often the case that the grudges are forgotten and they laugh it off.
Even if there are still some knots in my heart, at least I can get over it on the surface.
By comparison, funerals are easier to talk about.
In a sad atmosphere, there is always a sense of impermanence in the world, and when it comes to life and death, many things become less of a concern.
Qin's idea was good.
When you mourn for Jiang Huai, cry more pitifully, and then use your identity as his cousin to apologize to Jiang Xinyu.
In fact, it is a soft form of moral kidnapping.
You see, your father is dead. You should forgive me, your cousin, for the sake of your father, my cousin.
The death of a loved one is the time when one's heart softens, and she believed that Jiang Xinyu would not be so hard-hearted.
She didn't have to ask Jiang Xinyu to forgive her. It would be easy as long as the other party spoke softer.
She would take the opportunity when Zhenguohou came to tell Xiao Yuan directly about her demands.
If your son dies and you don't want your nephew to inherit the family title, it's not a big deal to pass the title to your grandson.
As long as Jiang Xinyu doesn't refute, Xiao Yuan will most likely agree.
By then, she could use chicken feathers as a token of authority to ask Lord Chengyi to submit a memorial and get the matter settled sooner.
Unfortunately, Qin's strategy was only half successful.
Seeing that she was crying so hard that she was trying to liven up the atmosphere and cover up her fake crying, Jiang Xinyu politely said that she didn't care about the past.
But Qin never waited for the Marquis of Zhenguo.
Seeing that she couldn't send the banknotes in her sleeves, Qin was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
Jiang Xinyu could see that she had something to ask but was too lazy to ask, so she just knelt for a while and pretended to faint. Xiaodie naturally helped her to the next room to rest.
Jiang Wanqiu knelt beside her with his fists clenched tightly, and his face became frighteningly gloomy as he listened to the voices around him praising Jiang Xinyu's filial piety.
Not only was this bastard reborn, but he also became hypocritical and cunning. She was actually unsure of Jiang Xinyu's current character.
Given Jiang Xinyu's current position of power, she doesn't need to flatter them anymore.
She had even thought of the words to say when applying the eye drops, but she didn't expect that the bastard would actually come to mourn.
With her around, her own brilliance was completely overshadowed, and she couldn't even gain the reputation of a filial daughter.
It's really good to have power.
In ordinary families, if a son-in-law does not attend his father-in-law's funeral, he will definitely be criticized.
But if the status is high enough, it will be taken for granted.
She once tried to stir up a topic and instill in her relatives the idea that Xiao Yuan did not value Jiang Xinyu.
I didn't expect those people to look at me as if I were a fool.
It is said that the Marquis of Zhenguo is busy with many things and is in charge of most of the affairs of the court, so it is understandable that he has no time to come.
As for whether the Marquis' wife is valued, you can tell by looking at the Marquis' son who comes to pick her up every day.
So what if she is not a biological daughter? The fact that the Crown Prince is willing to be filial and obedient means that the Marquis’s position is secure enough.
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