The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 292 Fu Bao
"Bullshit."

Xie Zhifei let out a long sigh.

"My father has always had a good eye for people. If he said yes, then it must be good. My father's study still has a thin gold calligraphy of "Passing Water" hanging on it."

At the mention of the thin golden body, the last doubt in Xia's mother's heart disappeared.

If it hadn't been for that thin gold calligraphy and that poem, the oiran would have been hers.

If she wins the Oiran, then she will be the one that the scholars are vying to see; she should also be the one who is redeemed today.

"What the hell, she's just a bumbling bitch."

Mother Xia's stomach was churning. The anger and sourness she had suppressed for half her life suddenly surged up, and even her voice changed.

"Tell your father, everything about her is fake, even the blood she shed during her first night is fucking fake, and I am the real thing!"

finally come.

Xie Zhifei's hand holding the wine cup trembled slightly, and he simply put the wine cup down. His hand fell on Xia's mother's head and rubbed it gently a few times.

"It turns out that mom has a lot of resentment hidden in her heart. Do you want to talk to me about it?"

Mother Xia's mouth smelled of alcohol and there were tears in her eyes. She looked at Xie Zhifei with her old eyes that no amount of makeup could hide.

The gentleness of most men in this world is actually faked, but the kindness in their character and bones cannot be faked.

Even if Mother Xia is drunk, she can still tell who is truly kind and who is fake.

The man in front of him had no lust or disdain in his eyes, but a little pity and sympathy.

Mother Xia's blood heated up and tears burst into her eyes, "Don't you want to know which family's daughter I am?"

Xie Zhifei looked at her and said softly: "If you don't want to say it, just don't say it."

"I want to say it!"

If she didn't mention it, she almost couldn't remember it. It turned out that she had also been at the top of Qingyun.

Xia's mother: "I am the daughter of Fuling, Marquis of Guangping, and my single name is Bao."

Xie Zhifei was so shocked that he almost screamed.

Marquis Guangping?
She is actually the daughter of Marquis Guangping?

Mother Xia was very proud of the look of surprise on Xie Zhifei's face.

Guangpinghou is her great-grandfather.

My great-grandfather was a military general. He followed Emperor Taizu on his expeditions to the north and south. After bringing peace to the world, he was awarded the title of Marquis of Guangping based on his merits.

The title has been hereditary for three generations. By her father's generation, the Guangping Marquis Mansion was actually in decline.

Her father was a complete pervert. At the height of his fortune, the family had twelve aunts, and countless lovers and concubines from outside.

He had many wives and concubines, but he only had one son, and he was a stupid son.

The silly son's name is Fu Yuan, the brother of her mother's compatriot, and their biological mother is Liu Yiniang.

Sixth Yiniang had already learned that she was pregnant with twins when she was seven months pregnant, but she never thought that she would risk her life to give birth to a stupid son.

But the daughter who was born a quarter of an hour early is healthy and normal. Not only is she good-looking, she is also smart.

Sixth Yiniang hated her so much that she could not help her from being a concubine to a real wife because of a fool.

"Do you know how terrible a woman's hatred is?"

Mother Xia chuckled.

"Killing me is too bloodless, and cutting me into pieces is too fleshless. You can't beat or scold me openly, so you can only prick a little person, write your birth date on it, and poke needles into it every day. A little person is full of pricks, Let’s get another villain.”

The expression on Xie Zhifei's face gradually became serious.

"I am determined to survive."

Not only did she survive, but her aunt saw that she was smart and took her with her to educate her. She also asked her husband to teach her music, chess, calligraphy and painting.Although the Guangping Marquis Mansion is in decline, there are still valuable things. The most valuable ones are the eight golden flowers in the mansion, each of which is delicate and beautiful.

The aunt's mother's calculation was very good. If the man is no longer good, there will be a young lady. As long as the Eight Golden Flowers marry well, the Hou family will always be able to succeed.

Xie Zhifei knew the outcome of the rest of the story without having to listen.

Bajinhua married five of them, but none of them died a happy death in the end.

Miss Fu died in childbirth, leaving one dead and two dead;
Second Miss Fu married to the south, had an affair with a guard, and was drowned;

Miss Fu San suffered from a strange disease and died a few years after marrying into her husband's family;
Miss Fu Si had an affair with her brother-in-law. After being discovered, she threw herself into the river and committed suicide.

Miss Fu Wu married a military commander, and the delicate lady finally died under the man's fist.

The strangest thing is that Fu Ling's silly son went to the temple with his family to offer incense on the first day of the first lunar month, but got lost and couldn't find him no matter how hard he searched.

The Fu family also specially invited eminent monks to resolve the issue.

As a result, the eminent monk made some calculations and said that the ancestors had killed too much and the karma would be passed on to the descendants. He also said that this retribution had just begun.

As soon as the eminent monk here finished speaking, the people who ransacked the house over there came.

It turned out that in order to make up for the shortfall in the house, Mr. Fu, together with the people in charge of the granary of the Ministry of War, exchanged the good rice for old rice and secretly sold it outside.

Hearing that on the day of the house raid, Fu Ling drank half a kilogram of soju, rushed to the inner house with a knife, and killed all twelve aunts except his wife.

Also killed were his two youngest daughters.

The Xia mother in front of me probably escaped by hiding under her aunt's bed.

After killing everyone, Fu Ling gave himself a knife in the end, ending his absurd life; his first wife committed suicide in prison by swallowing gold.

The Fu family's affairs were a big deal back then, and everyone in the Four-Nine Cities knew about it. So many years later, people are still talking about their family's affairs.

"I entered the Jiaofang Division when I was 14 years old and was trained hard by my mother for two years."

Xia's mother held her chin in her hands and laughed softly, "My mother said that I am the prettiest and smartest little girl she has ever seen. She said that I will definitely become the oiran in high school in the future and become very popular."

Entered the Jiaofang Department at the age of 14;
After two years of training, he participated in the oiran competition at the age of 16;

So Xia's mother should be forty-one this year, four years younger than Chu Shui.

Xie Zhifei was afraid that she would never stop recalling it, so he asked, "You are prettier and younger than Chu Shui, so why did you lose to her?"

"Do you know what the passing water is?"

Xia's mother lowered her voice with a mysterious look on her face, "Her father is the teacher of the former prince, and he comes from a well-established scholarly family!"

"No wonder my father said she was of high status."

Xie Zhifei's face showed just the right amount of surprise, and he sighed: "It turns out he has such an identity."

"Expensive ass, even if everyone is just a joke after entering the Jiaofang Department, how can anyone be more noble than the other?"

Xia's mother scolded Shu Tan, and then said: "Do you know who chooses the oiran most often?"

"who?"

"A bunch of sour and smelly scholars. They can't find a few taels of silver in their pockets. They all have long eyes on their heads. Wow, they look so poor."

Xie Zhifei followed her tone and said, "Then it's really unfair for you to be ranked second."

Who said no!

For the first time, someone felt wronged on her behalf. Xia's mother felt that the man in front of her was a very good person, and she wanted to give him her whole heart.

"That's not all I feel wronged about. How many of his father's disciples and grandsons are sitting under there?"

Xie Zhifei's pupils suddenly shrank, and both he and Yan Sanhe ignored one thing.

(End of this chapter)