【Quick Wear】I always go to the wrong plot

The summer morning is gentle and bright, and the sunshine is the warmest. Last night's dew weighed down the crabapple tree, and a white hand gently lifted it up.

"Xichun, the eldest lady is calling you." A little girl called beside the wooden fence.

After helping Haitanghua up, Zhao Xi looked up and smiled and said, "I'll go."

I walked to Jiang Shuliu's study, which is where she spends most of her time. Jiang Shuliu is really busy. If she were in modern times, she would probably be the female president of a Fortune 500 company.

At this time, Jiang Shuliu was still sitting at the table, looking at something, her black hair hanging down slightly, her long eyelashes beautiful. The shadow of the leaves outside the window fell on her face, which was as white as the cold moon, and she was extremely beautiful.

Even though Zhao Xi and Jiang Shuliu lived together day and night, she was often amazed by the eldest lady. She was so beautiful, and she really didn't know who would get her.

No, based on the eldest lady’s strong personality, she probably won’t get married.

"What are you doing standing there?" The young lady's cold voice said, "There are lotus cakes on the table. They have just been served. Eat them."

Lotus cakes are made by the largest pastry shop in Pingsheng City. They cost one dollar each and are extremely expensive.

But that is for ordinary families. For the wealthy Jiang family, they naturally won’t think too much. Jiang Shuliu doesn’t have to say anything, all the good things will flow into her hands.

I don’t know if it was because Jiang Shuliu caught him eating jelly that day, but Jiang Shuliu started to feed Zhao Xi frequently.

Zhao Xi pretended to refuse at first, but then he chose to be honest under the cold gaze of the eldest lady.

Biting the sweet and delicious lotus crisp, Zhao Xi quietly glanced at Jiang Shuliu who was looking at the documents seriously: It seemed that the eldest lady was much gentler and more indulgent towards her.

After a drunken night, Zhao Xi received a heavy box of dollars.

Zhao Xi felt it was too hot to hold. She never thought that something she did so casually could get such a generous reward. She wanted to refuse, but Qing He stopped her with a smile: "If the young lady wants to give it to you, then take it. Otherwise, if the young lady gets angry, we won't be able to appease her."

"I just hope that you don't tell anyone what happened and what you saw last night." Qing He smiled gently: "The eldest lady doesn't want outsiders to know."

Zhao Xi understood that this was hush money.

It's just that the hush money was a little too generous. After hearing Qing He say that, Zhao Xi naturally accepted it.

In this way, one ate and the other watched, and time passed quickly.

At noon, after lunch, a servant came to report: "Miss, the third concubine wants to see you."

The third concubine? Isn't she Jiang Shuge's mother? I heard that she never leaves the house. Zhao Xi hasn't met her many times.

Jiang Shuliu was also surprised: "I see, let her come in."

The third aunt was wearing a lavender cheongsam, her jet-black hair was tied up into a women's hair accessory, and a jade hairpin was low-key and generous, which contrasted with the jade earrings of the same color on her ears.

The third concubine was only thirty-five years old, and she was well-maintained and had a calm temperament, so she could be considered a beauty of age. She was in poor health and often took medicine, so her face had a sad look like Xi Shi.

The purpose of the Third Aunt's visit to Jiang Shuliu was to ask for the porcelain.

Jiang Shuliu smiled: "Third Aunt, you don't know that Tang Sancai porcelain is extremely popular. That Tang Sancai gooseneck vase was booked as soon as it came out of the kiln, and the price was three thousand dollars."

"I wonder what Third Aunt wants to do with such a valuable thing?"

Three thousand dollars? Zhao Xi couldn't help but hold her breath. She had been in this world for a long time and had figured out the conversion between dollars and money in modern society. One dollar was equal to two hundred and fifty yuan.

What the Third Aunt asked for was indeed a bit unreasonable.

The Third Aunt's face looked a little bad. She knew that Jiang Shuliu was not the kind of person who would soften his heart if he asked for mercy, so she forced a smile on her face: "Just this one thing is good. Shu Ge and I are orphans and widows, and we dare not say anything when something happens. It would be good to have some money on hand."

"Aunt, why didn't you tell me that we were short of money?" Jiang Shuliu laughed in surprise, "I started to manage the household when I was young, so it's inevitable that I can't do as well as my elders. It's a sin for you to ask for money in person."

She took out the key and handed it to Zhao Xi: "Go to the storehouse and get five hundred dollars for Auntie."

When Zhao Xi handed the five hundred dollars to the third aunt, he saw her face twitching.

I wanted three thousand, but ended up only getting five hundred, so the gap was naturally big.

After Third Aunt left, Jiang Shuliu's distant smile faded, replaced by a blank expression: "Go tell Qinghe to find out what Third Aunt and Jiang Shuge have been doing recently and who they have been in contact with."

If there is something wrong, you have to make it clear, this is Jiang Shuliu.

Zhao Xi also thought of the scene when he met Jiang Shuge on the day of getting the medicine, and hurriedly told the eldest lady about it.

"Foreign settlement, gambling?" Jiang Shuliu's eyes were heavy, and just a glimpse of it would make people silent.

"No wonder you want money. You may have to chop off your hands because you lost too much." The young lady's gentle voice was filled with deep malice: "You don't know how high the heaven is or how deep the earth is. You'd better die outside and don't let anyone recognize you..."

Zhao Xi didn't know what the words that were swallowed were. He didn't want to guess. Fortunately, Jiang Shuliu didn't say much: "It's your own destruction. Don't worry about it."

"Go and grind ink for me." This was said to Zhao Xi.

Jiang Shuliu's guess was right. As soon as the Third Aunt returned to her room, her unfilial son rushed out and grabbed the box in her hand: "Did you get it? Did you get it?"

When he saw Dayang, he was extremely disappointed: "Not this, Mom, they want porcelain!"

Third Aunt was humiliated by Jiang Shuliu, and her mood was not very good. But her useless son dared to complain, which made her scold: "Is Jiang Shuliu the kind of person who can get things just by asking?! You really don't know how valuable that porcelain is. Who do you think you are and ask for it just by asking for it?!"

Jiang Shuge was stunned by his mother's scolding. He could only use his best method and hugged his mother's legs and cried: "Mom, mom, you have to help me, they said they will chop off my hands if I can't pay, you can't just watch me live a life worse than death!"

"As long as they give me that piece of porcelain, they will write off the debt. This is the only way to save me!" Jiang Shuge cried with snot streaming down his face.

After all, he is the flesh and blood of her belly. The third aunt's husband died early, and her only thought is this son, even though he is not obedient at all.

"You didn't learn good things, but you learned bad things. If your father were still alive, you wouldn't have grown up like this." The third aunt couldn't help but shed tears: "Of course I can't watch you get your hand chopped off. I'll think of a way."

"You can't gamble anymore, do you know that?"

Jiang Shuge nodded repeatedly.

At night, the third aunt secretly left the house.

She came to a small house and just as she opened the door, she was hugged: "You are finally here."