"Isn't Linglong Pavilion very wealthy? Why are you trying to steal my business!"
Gu Yurong was incredulous and hurriedly got up.
"Where is the general? Quick, I need to find him!"
In recent years, the Gu family's business has been thriving, mainly due to their status as imperial merchants.
Moreover, the Song family army has 200,000 mercenaries and huge military supplies, which allows Gu Yurong to make a fortune every year.
Cutting off this source of income would be fatal for the Gu family.
“The general is now focused on repairing his relationship with the crown prince, so I’m afraid… he won’t listen to you!” Zi Que advised.
Gu Yurong took a deep breath and clenched her fists.
"He wants to curry favor with the Crown Prince, but he's forgotten how much I've done for him all these years! Now that Mr. Qingwu has appeared, does he want to discard him after he's served his purpose?"
"No, I'll make sure this General's Mansion knows they've wronged the Gu family, and none of them will escape unscathed!"
She narrowed her eyes and gave instructions to Zique.
"Doesn't Song Shuling want money? Go tell her that Jiang Wan is in charge now, and tell her to go to Xingzhi Courtyard and cause a scene!"
"Does Jiang Wan think that by seizing the power to manage the household, she can be worthy of being the mistress of the house?"
"It won't be long before I make her cry and kneel down to hand over the reins of the family to me!"
At that time, Song Ziyu will naturally understand the importance of himself and the Gu family.
Xingzhiyuan.
Biluo was organizing the letters from Linglong Pavilion and giving them to Jiang Wan to review.
"Madam, why are you getting involved in the Song family's military supplies business?"
Linglong Pavilion is never short of money.
Jiang Wan picked up her pen and carefully drew the portrait on the paper, saying calmly, "What I want to gain from this deal is not profit, but... people's hearts."
She has no shortage of money.
What she lacks is power.
The Song family had been a military family for generations, with 200,000 iron cavalrymen who were utterly loyal to Song Ziyu.
To deal with him, we cannot ignore his formidable military strength.
She wanted to slowly approach the Song family army.
The matter of military supplies was just the beginning; she also needed... people.
"Have the Linglong Pavilion's informants search the city for this person with all their might. Report to me immediately if they find any trace of him." Jiang Wan handed the paper to Biluo.
The portrait depicts a young man with regular features and a heroic and powerful appearance.
"Madam, who is he?"
Jiang Wan's gaze turned cold: "His name is Shen Ci."
Shen Ci, the last surviving member of the Shen family from the previous dynasty, is the ninth-generation successor of the Shen family sword and possesses superb martial arts skills.
In his past life, Song Ziyu saved Shen Ci's life from his enemies, and in return, he sold his martial arts skills to the Song family, remaining loyal to Song Ziyu.
More importantly, Shen Ci will shine at this year's spring hunt.
Emperor Huiwen appreciated his swordsmanship and was even more impressed by Song Ziyu's selfless recommendation.
The emperor was initially wary of the Song family's military power, but this incident temporarily put aside his suspicions, and he even entrusted the crucial patrol battalion to Song Ziyu.
In his previous life, Song Ziyu gradually approached the center of power from this point onward.
Shen Ci is a very important person.
In this life, she will strike before Song Ziyu and make him work for her.
After Jiang Wan finished explaining the matter, she asked someone to call Song Yu over so she could check his homework.
Unexpectedly, before Song Yu could arrive, an uninvited guest showed up first.
Song Shuling arrived at Xingzhi Courtyard in a flurry, with an attitude of demanding an explanation.
"I heard that Ziyu gave you his private property a few days ago. That was the Song family's savings. How could you, an outsider, have the nerve to accept it?"
This was the first time Song Shuling had visited Jiang Wan since she returned home.
Her impression of Jiang Wan was still from three years ago: innocent, gentle, and easy to manipulate.
Therefore, Song Shuling spoke sharply, hoping to intimidate her in one fell swoop.
"Second sister, you've probably misunderstood."
"That money has already been sent to disaster relief; it's not with me."
Jiang Wan's tone was cold, carrying a chilling aura that immediately dampened Song Shuling's arrogance.
He became angry again when he heard that there was no money.
"I don't care, you're in charge now, you have to conjure up money even if you don't have any."
Song Shuling said matter-of-factly.
"Five hundred taels. Your brother-in-law needs to be bribed for his promotion assessment next month."
This is just a shameless act.
Jiang Wan sneered, "Did Gu Yurong send you?"
"So what if she is? Although she is a merchant's daughter, at least she is an honest and upright woman."
Song Shuling had a discerning eye.
"And you, after wandering for three years, not even knowing if your body is damaged, still have the nerve to come back to the General's Mansion..."
Biluo retorted angrily, "How dare you speak to the lady like that!"
“I said, what’s wrong with her! She’s a member of the Song family, and I’m her aunt. Even if she’s beaten or scolded, she can only endure it.”
Song Shuling rolled her eyes and adopted a dignified posture.
"If this matter isn't handled properly, I'll have my brother divorce you. Once you're a discarded woman, you really won't be able to survive!"
Jiang Wan raised her eyes and calmly met her gaze.
It seems Gu Yurong has found the right person.
Song Shuling is simple-minded and has a bad temper, making her very suitable to be a "troublemaker".
"No money. If you want to cause trouble, I'll play along."
Jiang Wan had a refined and elegant appearance, but her words were utterly merciless.
"Colorful butterfly, see the guest off."
Cai Die had been waiting at the door, and when she heard Song Shuling insult Jiang Wan, she couldn't hold back any longer. She immediately barged in with two burly old women.
The old woman, with her broad shoulders, lifted Song Shuling up like a chicken and threw her out of the courtyard gate.
"Jiang Wan, you dare to lay a hand on me? Are you crazy?"
Song Shuling fell heavily, soiling her clothes and making her hair a mess. She pointed at the servants in the courtyard.
"And you blind servants, don't you know who your masters are? I'm going to have Mother sell you all off to do hard labor!"
"Their contracts with the Song family have long been severed, and they no longer need to obey your orders."
Jiang Wan stood with her hands behind her back.
The sunlight slanted, enveloping her in a cool halo.
“Remember this person. If she dares to step into the hospital again, throw her out immediately.”
“Yes, madam!” the servants replied in unison.
These people were selected by Jiang Wan and were extremely loyal confidants. They did not recognize the Song family and only obeyed her orders.
Song Shuling was furious, but dared not take another step forward. She could only awkwardly throw down the words, "You, you just wait!"
She turned and walked away, cursing under her breath.
"That little bitch Jiang Wan dares to give me attitude, how come she didn't die out there..."
Before she could finish speaking, something suddenly fell from the sky and hit her squarely in the face.
Song Shuling reached out and touched her face; it was wet and cold.
It was a bird covered in blood.
"Ah—" she screamed in fright, her legs almost buckling and she nearly collapsed to her knees.
Song Yu emerged from behind the paulownia tree, holding a bow and arrow in one hand. He picked up the sparrow that had been shot and glanced at Song Shuling with a cold expression.
"Second Aunt".
After saying that, he turned and left, ignoring Song Shuling who had collapsed to the ground.
"That little brat! Was he doing this on purpose?!"
Song Shuling wiped the blood from her face, her expression contorted with rage.
"They've gone mad! The people at Xingzhi Academy have all gone mad!"
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