The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 76: Counting with fingers, there is merit coming

Who dares to say whether the Xuan clan wanted to kill Lang Jiuchuan himself? Jiang Che is not a fortune teller, so he can't talk nonsense. He can only analyze it for her.

The character displayed by Lang Jiuchuan is that of an arrogant person who will not rely on others for support. In other words, she will not do things according to other people's faces, and she will not be the kind of person who is submissive. So if she is a capable person, she will be killed if she fails to be recruited and becomes an enemy of others.

As to whether it was done by the Xuan clan, there is no evidence, so I dare not say, although the Xuan clan also has that kind of self-centered and arrogant nature.

"Even if you're not from the Xuan clan, who can withstand your rebellious temper? I'll hit you with a hammer... Look, that's it. With such a bad temper, who wouldn't want to kill you?" He dodged the paperweight she threw at him.

Lang Jiuchuan gave it a blank look.

Jiang Che said, "No matter who did it, the fact that they made you like this only proves one thing, that the other person is more capable than you. Well, maybe you are more capable, but if you fell into the gutter, it must be your fault, you capsized. Either you fell into someone else's trap, or you were plotted against. No matter which it is, you must learn from it, strengthen yourself, become bigger and stronger, I mean repairing your body and refining your soul."

"Who doesn't know?" Lang Jiuchuan's voice was a little cold, and he said, "I have revenge for my grudges. Even if I have fallen into trouble, I have made a comeback now. It is time for those who plotted against me to tremble in fear."

"Don't be so arrogant. You act like you're going to die just because you drew a few talismans. You're still too young to take revenge!" The general sneered.

Lang Jiuchuan's deathly gaze turned over again.

The general will defend.

If you want to fight, then fight. I will definitely gain the upper hand while you are weak!

Lang Jiuchuan put the drawn medicine talisman into the jade box, then picked up the revitalizing medicine talisman, dissolved it with the ash water from before the Buddha, and drank it all in one gulp.

"I'm in seclusion. You take care of Jianlan and the others these few days." As she said this, she sat cross-legged on the cushion specially set up in the study. She formed seals with her hands, circulated the Great Circulation, and let the true meaning of the rejuvenating medicine talisman flow through her limbs and bones.

Jiang Che was right in saying one thing, the enemy who could kill her must not be an ordinary monk or Taoist priest, but must be a Taoist priest with great spiritual power. She was too weak now, and it was not advisable for her to confront him head-on. She had to strengthen herself.

There’s no rush for revenge!
She has plenty of patience.

The one who was anxious should be the one who was plotting against her, because she is back!

……

Three days flew by.

When Lang Jiuchuan opened his eyes again, he clearly felt the changes in his body. His mind became more vast and clear, his soul became more solid, and the Tao was stored in his dantian, connecting to the tendons and veins of his body, stimulating vitality.

She's energetic.

Lang Jiuchuan didn't deliberately use any tricks, he just stood in front of the general and asked, "How is it?"

Jiang Che exclaimed: "I can be sure that you must have been a rare natural Taoist."

A talisman for restoring yang made her regain her vitality. Even without any sleight of hand, ordinary people would not be able to tell that she was actually in tatters.

Now in its eyes, she was covered with a veil, a little mysterious, and it was impossible to tell her true identity.

It can't see it, let alone a mortal.

In this way, Lang Jiuchuan doesn't have to spend mental energy to maintain his body's original state, and he can save some energy to nourish himself, which is a good thing.

Lang Jiuchuan still tried it out. When she walked out of the study, Xiaoman came over with a food box. When she saw her, she bowed and said, "Miss, are you willing to come out?" Jiang Che explained, "After you enter the state of meditation, I will pretend to be your voice and say that I have something to do in the study. Don't disturb me. Just leave the food at the door. They have been doing this for the past few days."

"Very good." Lang Jiuchuan praised. Seeing that he didn't use any magic and Xiaoman didn't see anything wrong, he felt relieved and asked, "But what's the matter?"

Xiaoman raised the food box in her hand and said, "Today is Laba Festival. The mansion has cooked Laba porridge. I just went to the kitchen to get it. It's still hot. Would you like to have some, young lady?"

Laba, after Laba it is the New Year, which is the end of the year.

Lang Jiuchuan's stomach growled and he nodded happily.

When they returned to the main house, they found a fresh fragrance in the house. It turned out that there was a pot of daffodils in the house. Gu Mama and Jianlan walked in from outside and saw Lang Jiuchuan standing in front of the pot of daffodils. They said, "It was sent by the gardener in the mansion. It is said that the prince ordered it."

It hasn't even been a hundred days since the funeral in the mansion, so it's not recommended to display eye-catching flowers in every room or courtyard, especially in the conspicuous places where guests are received. Plainer flowers will do.

Lang Jiuchuan looked at the small white flower buds and pointed to a place to rearrange them.

It was not the first time that she had given instructions on how to arrange the flowers, trees and rocks in the courtyard. After her arrangements, the courtyard became surprisingly harmonious and pleasing to the eye. They just thought that she had some accomplishments in this area, so naturally they would not say anything when she gave them further instructions.

Lang Jiuchuan sat at the table and ate Laba porridge. It was indeed very sweet. She squinted her eyes.

Jianlan watched from the side and said, "Miss, is this sweet enough? If not, I'll go get some brown sugar powder to add some more."

She had discovered from a bowl of brown sugar lotus seed soup before that Ninth Girl loved sweet things and she enjoyed the savory soup with gusto.

Lang Jiuchuan's eyes lit up slightly, and he was a little reserved, saying, "Isn't it a little too sweet?"

Jianlan smiled and said, "You can eat as much sweet as you want in your own yard."

She took out the porcelain jar of brown sugar powder and added an extra spoonful of powdered sugar into the bowl. Sure enough, after Lang Jiuchuan tasted it, his narrow and long phoenix eyes narrowed.

Gu Ma looked at her and said, "The young lady seems to be in better spirits. Today is Laba Festival, so you should go and pay your respects to the old lady and the mistress."

Lang Jiuchuan said with a half-smile: "Are you reminding me to be filial?"

"I dare not." Nanny Gu said, "I only hope that the second house will be harmonious and happy, and that everything will go smoothly for the lady and the young lady."

Lang Jiuchuan sneered and said, "I won't go to the Madam's place. We two are born incompatible. If I go, I will be an eyesore to her. Why should I be a thorn in her eye? I will go to pay my respects to the old lady later."

Gu Ma frowned, and Jianlan said quickly, "Oh, Miss, you were busy before, so I didn't want to disturb you. The embroiderers in the mansion want to sew winter clothes for you, but they haven't measured the size or selected the materials yet. Do you think you should call them over?"

"Well, wait till I see the old lady before letting them come over."

Jianlan said "ok", glanced at Grandma Gu and shook her head slightly. More haste makes waste. This girl is not someone who will take advantage of others.

Lang Jiuchuan pretended not to see their quarrel. After he finished his meal and put down his bowl, Jianlan wrapped him in a cloak and took him to the old lady's courtyard.

But when she left the yard, Lang Zhengping's servant Gu Quan came over and asked her to go to the study in the front yard, saying that someone from the Zhao family had come and asked her to come over and talk.

Lang Jiuchuan's hand moved slightly, and he counted with his fingers, and found that good fortune had come to him.

(End of this chapter)