Reborn to be a mistress, she went crazy killing the legitimate daughter

"Cultivate yourself and take care of your family, Mr. Liuye, you should first find a way to feed your parents and daughter!"

After saying this, Shen Yiran scolded Mr. Liu Ye for making any request and then left.

Mr. Liu Ye, who had been scolded for nothing, became angrier and angrier, and paced back and forth in the yard in a huff.

Madam Liu slowly stood up while holding the rotten leaves she had sorted out: "Son, don't worry. Wait until you pass the exam and bring honor to our family. Then we will be fine. Everything will be fine."

Mr. Liuye stopped and looked at the rotten vegetable leaves in his old mother's hands and her hunched back. Suddenly, he bit his lips, held back his tears, and rushed out.

Shen Yiran's carriage was parked at the door. Seeing him coming out, Shen Yiran lifted the curtain and said, "Mr. Liu Ye, why don't you get in the carriage and follow me to see what the lowly craftsmanship looks like."

Mr. Liu Ye got on the carriage and followed Shen Yiran to Bailu Academy.

Bailu Academy, Mr. Liuye also wanted to study there when he was young, but he was driven out by the children of the powerful and wealthy because he had an argument and a fight with a classmate.

Coming back here, I am no longer a teenager.

Shen Yiran simply introduced the person at the door: "This is Mr. Liu Ye, who wants to come here to exchange painting skills. The guard immediately rushed in, and soon the dean of Bailu Academy came out to greet him personally, and politely took Mr. Liu Ye in."

Shen Yiran returned to the carriage with a smile. It was not until dusk that Mr. Liu Ye came out with a red face.

As soon as he got into the carriage, he asked, "Why don't you follow me in?"

Shen Yiran smiled slightly: "According to the rules of the academy, women are not allowed to enter."

"Mr. Liu Ye, do you still feel that your talent is not appreciated? We women have a harder time in this world than you do. If you don't consider Liu Sui'er, she may not have a bright future in this life."

Liu Ye's mind had changed greatly, and she immediately bowed and said, "Liu Ye has only a little talent. If Madam doesn't mind, I am willing to be your disciple and do anything for you."

Shen Yiran smiled and said, "Mr. Liu Ye is a waste of talent. You should stay in my fan shop for the time being. I will take care of your family's situation and help you. Don't worry, Liu Sui'er, I will help her find a good marriage."

Mr. Liu Ye's exclusive fan was only sold at the Houye's Ruyi Fan Shop. Immediately, all the elegant scholars in Kyoto City gathered around the Ruyi Fan, vying for it.

Shen Yiran also communicated with the old lady, settled the Liu family, and offered them a very high salary.

Liu Sui'er got engaged to a poor scholar and got married three months later.

Shen Yiran was very happy. Bo Jinnian saw this and asked, "Do you just want him to help you paint the fan, or did you want to help him from the beginning?"

Shen Yiran smiled and said, "Why do you ask this, Lord?"

Bo Jinnian smiled slightly: "Because I always feel that you seem to know too much about Mr. Liuye's family, and what you say is full of hidden meanings."

Shen Yiran was not shaken. She smiled but did not stop embroidering. "You are joking, my Lord. How can I dare to go to your house to lobby if I am not prepared? This is just like the envoys responsible for lobbying on the battlefield, relying only on words."

Bo Jinnian smiled and didn't mention it again, then turned and left.

Shen Yiran inserted the needle on the embroidery frame and stared at the door where Bo Jinnian went out. The parasol trees outside the window were swaying and the wind was blowing.

Bo Jinnian is too perceptive, and he needs to be more cautious in the future.

Speaking of being cautious, Song Qizhao had no plan at all.

Because he was promoted to a shopkeeper, he entered the circle of shopkeepers. Song Qizhao went out every day, rarely to read, but to follow these shopkeepers to the bathhouse for massage.

These shop owners know a lot of secrets and know which industries are making money nowadays.

Song Qizhao always listened carefully and went back to coax Shen Yunyan to take out money to do business.

From the first rouge shop to now, we have opened seven or eight shops one after another.

Song Qizhao's status among the shop owners did increase, but unfortunately these shops lacked supervision and Song Qizhao was an outsider. The shop owners and clerks colluded to deceive him, and within a month, most of the money was lost.

I saw that all the profitable businesses that the shopkeepers talked about were unsuccessful.

Song Qizhao couldn't help but find an opportunity to ask during the massage, but he found that the shopkeepers here had not taken any action and were just watching.

"There is only one word to do business: stability!"

"We have to observe every industry first, and let those who don't know the business try it out. If it works, we can invest heavily. It won't be too late. By then, won't those new small businesses be taken over by us?"

The shopkeepers all laughed triumphantly at what they said, except Song Qizhao, who could not laugh at all.

Shen Yunyan went home again to ask for money, and was asked by Shen Li about the IOU.

"I checked the account books of the mansion the other day and found that a lot of our family assets have been spent. My daughter, where is the IOU that Song Qizhao promised? Isn't it time to collect the debts from the store you opened?"

"First, fill in the deficit for me, so that the account will not be in trouble."

After hearing this, Shen Yunyan knew that she would not get the money today, so she agreed to go back and find Song Qizhao lying on the bed.

"Mother said today that she has given us all the wealth in the mansion and asked us to go to the store to collect the debts. We should pay back part of it first."

Song Qizhao was impatient and pretended to sleep, but Shen Yunyan pushed him and said, "I haven't written the IOU yet. Mother asked me and I told her that you forgot. What's wrong with you?"

Song Qizhao turned over and sat up, his face as black as ink: "No money!"

Shen Yunyan was shocked: "Impossible? Our family now has eight stores, how can there be no income?"

Song Qizhao simply said, "None of the eight stores are profitable. All are in the red on paper. You have to pay to make up for the loss, or you won't be able to open!"

Shen Yunyan fell down on the bed, unable to speak for a long time.

Youyou turned around and said, "Then let's sell the shop and return the remaining money first. I'll talk to mother about the rest and try to cover it up if possible!"

Shen Yunyan felt that she had been very kind. If it had been before, she would have lost her temper long ago.

But Song Qizhao said with a gloomy face: "Haha, are you blaming me?"

The sarcastic tone immediately ignited Shen Yunyan's anger, but seeing Song Qizhao lying on the bed facing inside, she had nowhere to vent her anger, so she had to come out.

Although Song Zhou lived in a big house, she still liked to sit on the doorstep, watching the hustle and bustle of people and gossiping about other people.

At this moment she was sitting on the doorstep, chatting with a peddler.

"With your small business, you can't even make up a fraction of what my son earns in a year! Don't you know that my family has eight stores?"

When Shen Yunyan heard what Song Zhou said, he was shocked and turned around to walk inside.

But Song Zhou's voice was loud, and the words still reached her ears.

"My son is capable. He is a genius in business and can study. Once he passes the imperial examination, he will no longer care about business."

"Oh, you mean my daughter-in-law? Tsk tsk, she's useless. She brings a maid with her every day. She still has that daughter-in-law's temper. She shamelessly wants to marry my son. Isn't it because she values ​​my son's ability?"