The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

Fu Rongxin didn't believe Xue Zhiyi had such ability. Xue Zhiyi was at most in the back house, how could he be involved in government affairs? Moreover, she was the queen in her previous life. Even she didn't quite understand the things, how could Xue Zhiyi, a bastard and a whore, be so powerful!

Before Fu Rongxin had time to calm down, she heard a knock on the door.

"When?" Xue Zhentong asked.

Outside the door, Hu Bai replied, "Master, there is a letter from the Rong family."

"Bring it up."

Hu Bai responded, walked in and handed over a letter.

Xue Zhentong read through the ten lines at a glance, and the sadness he felt after not seeing the book gradually faded away.

After Hu Bai left, Fu Rongxin asked, "Uncle, what's wrong?"

Xue Zhentong clapped his hands and smiled: "Okay, good!"

While Fu Rongxin was puzzled, Xue Zhentong said, "The Minister of Rites is useless, but the Rong family has captured a fugitive in Shili County. This fugitive is Lu Yan, the youngest son of the Lu family, the Minister of Rites. The Minister of Rites is undecided between the two factions of Prince Gong and Prince Cheng. Now that I have such a hostage, am I still afraid that Lu Minchun will not be used by me?"

He put the letter down and took a sip of tea: "Minister Fang may not be willing to take risks for fame and fortune, but Minister Lu will risk his life for his most beloved youngest son!"

……

Hu Bai turned around and reported the matter to Xue Zhiyi.

Xue Zhiyi was fiddling with the chess pieces: Lu's son was captured by Rong's family, and Xue Zhentong thought he could use this to control Lu Minchun. Unfortunately, Rong's family belonged to Xue Tingliu, and Xue Tingliu was not on the same page with him.

Xue Zhentong was afraid that he had made a wrong decision and was happily jumping into Xue Tingliu's trap.

While she was thinking, Su Yue reported: "Miss, the fifth lady is here."

Xue Zhiyi raised his eyebrows and saw that Xue Runing had become much brighter since the last spring market, and his steps were brisk when he walked in.

"Third sister!" She sat down in front of Xue Zhiyi and solemnly placed a box in front of Xue Zhiyi: "Third sister, look."

Xue Zhiyi opened it and saw a whole stack of house deeds inside.

Her eyes lit up: "Have you finished everything?"

Xue Runing nodded: "I have collected all my property deeds. These are my sister's. Please take a look. Is there anything wrong with them?"

Xue Zhiyi chuckled: "There's nothing wrong with that."

Looking at Xue Runing, she said, "Fulufang is dilapidated, and there are refugees living there. The houses and land prices are lower than the market price, but it won't be long before they can be sold at a price higher than the market price, and we don't even need to bother selling them."

Xue Runing's eyes sparkled: "I believe in my sister!"

Speaking of this, Xue Zhiyi asked her: "Runing, have you ever thought about starting your own household?"

Xue Runing was stunned. "According to the laws of Dayong, women can leave their families and set up their own household registration, but... except for widows who are not accepted by the family, who would do that?"

Xue Zhiyi asked, "What if I want to do this?"

Hearing this, Xue Runing's mouth opened wide: "But doesn't Third Sister already have an engagement?"

What's more, she didn't understand: as the legitimate daughter of the Xue family, her third sister had always been respectable and lived well in this family, so why would she want to leave?

Xue Zhiyi didn't know how to explain this to her. He couldn't say that he wanted to disobey the emperor's order, right? So he just asked her, "What about you? Compared to being married to someone you don't know by your father one day, would you want to take the money and leave to start your own business?"

After blinking, Xue Runing nodded slowly after some hesitation: "Third sister, I think what you said makes sense. I don't want to be arranged to get married, and... I don't know why, but I always feel a little scared staying at home."

"Afraid?" Xue Zhiyi didn't understand what she meant.

Xue Runing nodded: "I went to Fulufang these days and learned that many people in the world have difficulty even having a full meal. I suddenly don't understand why the people in the Xue Mansion are already living a better life than the rest of the world, but are still not satisfied and are still doing harm to each other. Thinking about it at night, it just makes me shudder."

She sighed and said, "Third sister, I want to leave."

Xue Zhiyi was also stunned for a moment, then he smiled comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, if there comes a day when you set up your own business, I will accompany you. I don't want to stay here anymore."

Xue Runing's expression eased a little, but she still couldn't help asking, "But Third Sister, can you really do this?"

Xue Zhiyi held his chin up and smiled slowly: "Of course I can."

……

Waterside Buddhist temple.

Fu Ling knelt in front of the kind-looking Guanyin statue, but he couldn't calm down the whole day.

Fu Rong, who was copying scriptures on the table next to her, thought to herself, "Mom, I wanted to persuade Dad today not to have a grudge against you because of others, but before I could even open my mouth, that bitch Rong Ziying sent someone to invite me, saying that she was suffering from morning sickness and wanted Dad to accompany her. She was really hypocritical."

Fu Ling stopped moving her Buddhist beads. She opened her eyes, full of sinister intent. "Ever since Rong Ziying passed the concubine ceremony and became a legitimate concubine, the master has been eager to stay in Zhefang Courtyard every day. Since we had a big fight in Anxianju that day, he has not seen me for more than a month. It must be that bitch who instigated it privately."

A drop of ink from the tip of the pen fell onto the rice paper and dissolved.

Fu Rong was very upset: "Mom, we can't let this kind of person control us."

Fu Ling's forehead twitched. Facing the Guanyin statue, she clasped her palms together and raised them above her head to bow: "The evil creature in her belly must not be born. If another Xue Tingliu is born, then our family will truly become the world of the Rong family."

Frowning, Fu Rong thought to herself, "My mother is still the head of the Xue Mansion. Wouldn't it be easy to get rid of an unborn bastard?"

But Fu Ling said bitterly: "You don't understand, that bitch is now on guard against me, all the expenses are not in the public account, it is the master who privately approves the money and lets her confidant go out to buy it personally, we can't interfere at all."

Unexpectedly, Fu Rongxin suddenly smiled: "Mom is confused?"

Fu Ling was puzzled, and only heard Fu Rongxin say: "Mom, who said that the smuggling account is watertight? On the contrary, if something goes wrong, it can clear us of suspicion."

Fu Ling was stunned: "Yes..."

Fu Rongxin continued to copy the Buddhist scriptures: "Mom, don't worry, it's just a small matter, don't bother me."

Suddenly, Madam Xing knocked on the door and said, "Madam, the palace has sent a letter to Miss Three."

Xue Zhiyi? Fu Ling's expression became a little stiff: "Bring it here for me to see."

After reading it, she said indifferently, "It's Princess Anle. Please invite Zhiyi to Jianzhang Palace for a chat in three days. She only asked Zhiyi to go by name. It should be a private banquet."

He also gave the post to Xing's mother and asked her to deliver it to Xue Zhiyi.

As soon as Xing's mother left, Fu Ling's mouth drooped: "She is capable. Last time she rescued someone, she got involved with the princess. She is just a flatterer and good at flattery. Fortunately, the princess fell for her tricks."

Fu Rongxin just smiled faintly and said nothing: Xue Zhiyi really likes to hang out with dead people. She is lucky to be able to save Jiang Xu. Does she really think she can change the fate of the Queen Mother and the Princess?