All the people in the Hou Mansion are evil, and they will be repaid tenfold after rebirth

Cuiying was shocked when she heard this. She didn't expect the lady to make such a request. She secretly glanced at Chu Qirui and saw that he looked calm and didn't seem surprised.

Chu Qirui nodded gently and said, "Thank you for your concern, Madam. Cuiying, from today on, you will follow me."

Cuiying was very nervous. She slowly walked to Chu Qirui and whispered, "Thank you, young marquis."

Chu Qirui smiled slightly, looked at Cuiying softly, and said, "You're welcome. We are a family from now on."

Cuiying felt warm in her heart, and she secretly glanced at Chu Qirui, only to see a gentle light flashing in his eyes. She couldn't help but think of her childhood days in Chongrenhou Mansion, when she was still a carefree little girl, and Chu Qirui was the hero in her heart.

Cuiying couldn't help but ask Chu Qirui: "Young Marquis, why are you so nice to me?"

Chu Qirui smiled slightly, looked at Cuiying, and said: "Because you are by my side, I will naturally treat you well."

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Jiang Jilian limped into the bank. The atmosphere inside the bank was in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle outside. He looked around and saw antique counters, account offices, and neat rows of cash boxes. The bank's owner, a white-haired old man named Zhao, put down his account book and stood up to greet Jiang Jilian as soon as he saw him come in.

A hint of surprise flashed across Shopkeeper Zhao's eyes, but he immediately regained his composure: "Marquis Zhenxing, what are you doing..."

Jiang Jilian endured the pain and smiled faintly: "Mr. Zhao, my mother Yu had stored some land deeds in your village before she died. I would like to ask you to help retrieve them."

Shopkeeper Zhao nodded slightly, his expression solemn: "My Lord, I have heard about Madam Yu's death. Please wait a moment, I will check the account for you."

Shopkeeper Zhao turned and walked towards the accounting office, while Jiang Jilian sat on a chair beside him, waiting. His face was pale and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and it was obvious that his injury had worsened. At this time, a waiter brought a cup of hot tea, and Jiang Jilian nodded slightly to express his gratitude.

Soon, Shopkeeper Zhao came out with a stack of land deeds and handed them to Jiang Jilian: "My Lord, these are the land deeds your mother kept. There are three plots of land and a shop in total."

Jiang Jilian took the deed and checked it carefully. After confirming that it was correct, he looked up at Shopkeeper Zhao and said, "Mr. Zhao, do you have any suggestions for my mother's properties?"

Shopkeeper Zhao pondered for a moment and said, "My Lord, these three plots of land and shops are all very profitable businesses. However, the current situation is turbulent and wars are ongoing. It may be safer if some of the businesses can be converted into gold and silver."

Jiang Jilian nodded: "Mr. Zhao is right. That's exactly what I was thinking. But these properties are my mother's legacy after all, I don't want to sell them easily."

Shopkeeper Zhao smiled and said, "Don't worry, Lord. I understand what you mean. If you are willing, I can help you temporarily mortgage these properties to the bank in exchange for a sum of gold and silver. When the situation stabilizes, you can redeem the properties."

Jiang Jilian's eyes flashed with gratitude: "Mr. Zhao, you are so thoughtful. Thank you for your help."

Shopkeeper Zhao immediately arranged for his servants to handle the mortgage procedures. During the process, he had a pleasant conversation with Jiang Jilian. Shopkeeper Zhao praised Jiang Jilian's mother, Yu, and called her a smart, kind and far-sighted person.

After the formalities were completed, Jiang Jilian took the gold and silver he had obtained from the mortgage and left the bank. As soon as he walked out of the door, he met an unexpected person - Jiang Fu, the chief steward of Zhenxing Marquis's Mansion.

When Jiang Fu saw Jiang Jilian, he immediately came up and asked, "My Lord, what's wrong with you? Why are you so pale?"

Jiang Jilian forced a smile and said, "Jiang Fu, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired. What's the matter with you?"

Jiang Fu hesitated for a moment and said, "My Lord, there has been some unrest in the mansion recently. The servants are talking about it, saying that after your mother passed away, the Feng Shui pattern of the mansion has been destroyed. They suggest inviting a Feng Shui master to adjust it."

Jiang Jilian frowned: "Why didn't you tell me about these things earlier?"

Jiang Fu lowered his head and said, "My Lord, I wanted to wait until your injury gets better before I tell you. But there has been something unusual in the mansion recently, and the servants are in a panic."

Jiang Jilian was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay, take me there first. If there is a real need, ask a Feng Shui master to come."

Jiang Fu took the order and took Jiang Jilian back to the Marquis' Mansion.

Jiang Jilian, under the guidance of Jiang Fu, inspected the entire mansion. He found that some places in the mansion were indeed not arranged harmoniously, and even the aura in some places seemed abnormal. He decided to follow Jiang Fu's advice and invite a Feng Shui master to adjust the Feng Shui of the mansion.

Back in the study, Jiang Jilian sat on a chair and said seriously, "Jiang Fu, is the Feng Shui master you mentioned reliable?"

Jiang Fu answered respectfully, "My Lord, this gentleman is called Wang Daoyuan, and he is a famous Feng Shui master in the martial arts world. He has adjusted countless Feng Shui in various places and has an excellent reputation. I dare to recommend it to you only after hearing it recommended by others."

Jiang Jilian nodded and said, "In that case, I'll trouble you to go and ask Mr. Wang Daoyuan to come over."

Jiang Fu took the order and left. After a while, he came in with a middle-aged scholar. The scholar was wearing a green robe, with a thin face and bright eyes. Jiang Jilian stood up to greet him and said, "Mr. Wang, I have heard of your great name for a long time. It is a great honor to meet you today."

Wang Daoyuan smiled and returned the greeting: "Your Excellency is overly flattering. I am only slightly knowledgeable about Feng Shui, and I dare not accept such praise. Today, I am honored to be invited by Your Excellency, and I will do my best to adjust the Feng Shui for the Marquis's mansion."

The three of them sat down as host and guest, and Jiang Jilian said, "Mr. Wang, some places in my house are not harmoniously arranged, and the aura in some places even seems abnormal. Please take a closer look and give me some guidance."

Wang Daoyuan nodded, stood up and said, "My Lord, let's start from the main gate."

When they arrived in front of the gate, Wang Daoyuan observed it carefully and frowned. He looked at Jiang Jilian and said, "My Lord, there seems to be something wrong with the Feng Shui layout in front of the gate. The gate is the air outlet of the mansion. If the Feng Shui here is not good, it will inevitably affect the fortune of the entire mansion."

Jiang Jilian asked doubtfully: "Then may I ask Mr. Wang, how should the Feng Shui of this gate be adjusted?"

Wang Daoyuan pondered for a moment and said, "My Lord, in my opinion, the Feng Shui layout of this gate needs to be redesigned. We can slightly adjust the position of the gate to make it more harmonious with the surrounding environment. In addition, the lion statues on both sides of the gate also need to be replaced to enhance the aura of the gate."

Jiang Jilian nodded and agreed: "Mr. Wang, I'll do as you wish."

Wang Daoyuan took them to inspect the entire mansion and gave specific solutions for the Feng Shui problems in each place. Jiang Jilian and Jiang Fu listened carefully and nodded in agreement from time to time.