The reborn daughter of the Marquis Mansion takes over the world

In a secluded alley near Sifang Building, a carriage was parked and waiting.

Not long after, the young man in blue came to the car curtain cautiously and replied respectfully.

"County Lord, everything has been settled. Please wait for the good news."

The head of Jiarou County in the car dimmed his eyes and said coldly: "I know, do it cleanly, Ning Ziqing is very cunning, don't let her get caught."

The young man in blue said "yes" and left quietly.

In the afternoon, after returning to the Hou Mansion, Ning Ziqing stayed in Xiyuan to deal with invitations from businessmen who had not yet made an appointment.

Not long after, Yaoyao and Yuanli returned.

After hearing the two people's reports, Ning Ziqing closed the list of names compiled in his hands, held up his forehead and smiled maliciously: "Yuanli, do as I say, the bigger the scene, the better."

Yuanli accepted the order and responded: "My subordinates will go now."

After she left, Ning Ziqing looked at the sky outside and called Yinxiang to come in and tidy up the books.

At this time, a servant came to announce that in an hour, the palace would send an envoy to the Marquis Mansion to read out the imperial edict to reward Ning Zijun.

Lord Ning ordered the whole government to prepare for the order.

Ning Ziqing didn't delay. After taking a bath and changing clothes, she went to the front hall to wait with everyone in the Hou Mansion to receive the order.

As soon as the Youshi hour arrived, the officials dispatched by the inner court in the palace held the emperor's imperial order and walked solemnly into the Hou Mansion.

Ning Zijun wore a general's armor and led a group of people to greet him in front of the mansion.

The internal officials held up the emperor's imperial decree and read out the edict to reward Ning Zijun as a general.

The whole audience heard this, knelt down and shouted in unison: "Long live your Majesty, long live, long live your Majesty!"

Ning Zijun received the imperial edict, took the imperial edict with both hands, and said that he was loyal to His Majesty and willing to serve the country.

Later, the Hou Mansion presented gifts to the internal officials to express their gratitude.After the internal official accepted it, he said a few words of congratulations and politeness, then said goodbye and left the house.

Since then, Ning Zijun has been officially named the "Flying Dragon" general, shining brightly on his family's lintel.

After getting up, the old lady happily took Ning Zijun to the ancestral hall to worship her ancestors.

Even if the Song mother and daughter who followed them were unhappy, they always maintained smiles on their faces.

After all, this is the honor that belongs to the Ninghou Mansion. The Song family occupies the position of mistress, so naturally she also enjoys this glory.

In the evening, the Hou Mansion held a family banquet to celebrate, and the whole family was laughing and having a good time.

During the dinner, Ning Ziqing happily drank a lot of wine and was about to get drunk.

Ning Zijun left the table early, picked up Ning Ziqing and took her back to Xiyuan.

On the way, Ning Zijun told Ning Ziqing that he planned to distribute His Majesty's rewards to the injured soldiers, and asked Ning Ziqing if there was anyone he liked.

Ning Ziqing decisively agreed with his approach, saying that she was short of nothing now and asked him to give it all.

Ning Zijun smiled happily and mentioned her marriage again.

Ning Ziqing immediately pretended to be drunk and evaded, but Ning Zijun couldn't do anything to her.I had to ask her what she liked about Huo Yunjue.

Ning Ziqing replied shyly: "He is handsome, capable of both literary and military skills, and is very responsible. He also suffered three blows for the Fu family and me. He is such a good brother-in-law, why don't you like him?"

Ning Zijun looked stunned, paused and asked her: "Do you like him that much?"

Ning Ziqing nodded vigorously.

Ning Zijun frowned and took a deep look at her, sighing: "Then Brother Rong, please think carefully about the two of you."

Hearing that he finally relaxed and no longer forced herself to marry Su Yanqi, Ning Ziqing felt happy.

That night, she slept more comfortably than ever before.

The next day, officers and soldiers came to Sifang Building, took away shopkeeper Hao, and sealed Sifang Building.

The store clerk hurriedly came to the Hou Mansion to find Ning Ziqing.

Told her the reason.

It turned out that Mr. Liu's condition suddenly worsened after he returned home yesterday, and the doctor who came to see him was helpless and asked the Liu family to prepare for the funeral.

Mr. Liu couldn't bear the pain of losing his son. In a rage, he went to the Yamen to sue Sifanglou for making illegal money without conscience and endangering human lives by using spoiled food. He demanded that the people of Sifanglou and Ning Ziqing be brought to justice.

Ning Ziqing immediately took Yaoyao out, but was stopped by several officers and soldiers at the gate of the Hou Mansion.

The officers and soldiers asked Ning Ziqing to cooperate in going to the Yamen for investigation.

Yaoyao wanted to stop them from taking Ning Ziqing away, and almost had a conflict with the officers and soldiers.

Ning Ziqing didn't want to alert Ning Houye and Ning Zijun, so he hurriedly pulled Yaoyao aside.

She told Yaoyao a few words and then followed the officers and soldiers to the Yamen.

At the gate of Liu's Mansion on Huayu Street in Kyoto, paper money was flying all over the sky, and everything was blank.

A fine black wood coffin was parked in front of the gate.

What is even more surprising is that the whole street is filled with mourners wearing white mourning clothes and a team of musicians playing funeral music.

When Mr. Liu came out and saw the scene in front of him, he was stunned.

"What...is going on?" he asked loudly with a gloomy face.

Yuanli stepped forward, cupped his hands, and replied casually: "Mr. Liu, we are from Sifanglou. I heard that your young master is dying, and our boss ordered us to come for the funeral."

When Master Liu heard this, he became furious and pointed at Yuanli and yelled: "Shut up, my son hasn't died yet, and you are cursing him to death like this. You Sifanglou are really vicious."

Angrily, he urged several servants to drive Yuan away from them.

Yuan Li easily subdued the servants with a few moves, and stood motionless in front of the coffin with the other masters of Zhan Yuantang.

Mr. Liu was so angry that he covered his chest and shouted: "Do you still have the law in your eyes? Come on, please report to the officials and ask the officials to do justice for my son!"

Yuan Li crossed his arms in front of his chest and sneered: "I'll spare the trouble for Mr. Liu's people to come over. We've already sent someone to invite them."

Mr. Liu was stunned and had no idea what their plan was.

At this time, the people watching around were whispering to each other and talking about it.

Yuan Li raised his hand, and the noisy crowd instantly fell silent.

Then, Yuan Li said in public: "The eldest son of the Liu family claimed that he had a bad stomach after eating at Sifanglou yesterday. At that time, our boss had already found out that it was not our ingredients that were the problem. But Mr. Liu's friends insisted that it was our Sifanglou's fault. The owner proposed to report it to the officials, but they refused on the spot and extorted one tael of gold from us."

"Early this morning, Mr. Liu filed a lawsuit against the government. The government sent people to seal off the Sifang Building and arrested our boss and shopkeeper."

"Since Mr. Liu also believes that it is our Sifanglou's fault, we are willing to take responsibility and compensate."

"My boss has said that all the funeral banquet expenses for Mr. Liu's funeral will be paid by Sifanglou. To show our sincerity, we have invited the best funeral team and musicians in Kyoto to prepare a grand event for Mr. Liu to honor him. Buried!”

After saying this, Mr. Liu's vision went dark and he almost fainted. Upon seeing this, Mrs. Liu quickly supported him.

"You...you are bullying me too much. My son is not dead yet!" Mr. Liu was so angry that he beat his chest.

Yuan Li curled his lips and said sarcastically: "It doesn't matter, we can afford to wait. When Mr. Liu dies, we will carry the coffin in and bury him."

Master Liu's face turned pale when he heard this, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Then he heard Yuan Li continue to say: "By the way, the people setting up the banquet will be here in a moment. Master Liu, you don't have to worry about anything. We have prepared mourning clothes for you." .”

Yuan Li waved his hand, and someone held two sets of white plain clothes and handed them to Mr. Liu and Mrs. Liu.

Mrs. Liu raised her hand tremblingly and did not dare to take it. She pointed at Yuanli and cursed angrily: "You Sifanglou are trying to force my son to die! Where is the justice of heaven!"

Yuan Li stared at her and sneered: "Mrs. Liu, how does it feel to shoot yourself in the foot?"

Mrs. Liu and Mr. Liu looked shocked and kept evading their eyes.

Yuan Li took a piece of falling snow-white paper money, stared at them coldly, and spoke slowly:

"Since Mr. Liu is about to die, we are happy to accompany him to the funeral and dinner!"