Qing Fu Jin

Chapter 81 Marry or Sell

When An Zhuxian returned to Prince Jane's mansion, the first thing he did was to find Bo Zhe.

"Brother, Ling Bo already knows about this, what should we do?"

She told Bo Zhe what happened in the teahouse, and she seemed very anxious.

With his hands behind his back, Bozhe walked back and forth twice, scratching his head, and said irritably, "Damn, this thing is getting more and more evil, how could she even know about it?"

An Zhuxian was also very distressed, and said: "I see, although she didn't say anything on the face, she will definitely ask those people later. She must know about Xia Ziyu. Brother, didn't you say that she is a Jealousy jar, before we got married, I put eye drops on someone, what should I do?"

Bo Zhe waved his hands and said, "What and what?"

"Brother, why are you pretending to be confused." An Zhuxian rolled his eyes angrily.

Bo Zhe pinched her cheek with his hand in amused manner, and patted her forehead again.

An Zhuxian pushed his hand away and rubbed his forehead, bewildered.

"Little girl Duanzi, she is not very old, and her mind is not young, but it is just a Xia Ziyu, what kind of eye medicine."

He wasn't worried about this, anyway, he already had a way to deal with Xia Ziyu.What confuses him more is the matter of being reversed.

Reverse push, tsk tsk, still being drugged and reversed, no man can bear this matter, let alone wake up with no memory at all.

What a shame!

This is the biggest blemish in his life.

He could have a thousand ways to deal with Xia Ziyu, but he couldn't wash away his stain.

This is what annoys him the most.

"Brother, aren't you worried that Ling Bo will be jealous?"

Bo Zhe waved his hands and said disapprovingly, "What's the big deal about a man having three wives and four concubines? She's the wife, so why are you jealous?"

An Zhuxian rolled his eyes to the sky, very dissatisfied with his attitude.

"I see, you are being stubborn, and people will ignore you later, let's see how anxious you are."

Bo Zhe gave her a white look: "Children's words are innocent."

An Zhuxian said angrily: "Whoever said that I am a child, I am not the one who helped Er Niang manage the ups and downs of this house. Don't take my words as wind, if Ling Bo alone knows, that's all. If her Ama and her brothers find out, can they forgive you?"

That's right, the third elder brother Yinzhi was beaten up back then.

Bo Zhe held his forehead in melancholy, it is not a good thing to have a few uncles who love to beat people, let alone an old man who beat his ancestors.

As soon as he sat down on the chair, he was completely paralyzed.

An Zhuxian sat next to him, rolled his eyes, and said, "Brother, do you already have a way to deal with Xia Ziyu?"

Bo Zhe glanced at her lazily: "You're smart."

An Zhuxian asked interestedly, "What way?"

"You little girl, why do you ask these questions?"

An Zhuxian wrinkled his nose and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, Fujin really likes her, if you want to do something to her, Fujin has to pass a test."

"Cut! So what, slave, I'm such an old man, I can't control my girl anymore? Don't forget, our family has never been my mother-in-law's family."

An Zhuxian shrank his head. Although the Xilin Jueluo family was in charge of the house, it was neither her nor Guo Jia's who was in charge of the house, but Yaerjiang'a.

"Also, don't imitate Ling Bo's moves."

"?" An Zhuxian was taken aback for a moment before he realized that what he was talking about was the movement of her wrinkling her nose just now.

"Why?" she asked, wrinkling her nose again.

Bo Zhe squinted at her, and said coldly: "No one makes a good-looking one, so Dong Shi imitated it."

"..."

Ahn Joo-hyun stared.

"I don't care about you anymore!"

She jumped up against the crime and ran out the door angrily, almost bumping into Acton who followed into the courtyard.

"What's wrong with Gege?" Acton asked in confusion.

Bo Zhe smiled and said, "What about the things I asked you to do?"

"It's all done."

Acton handed Bozhe a thin roll of paper.

He glanced twice and said, "Have you checked everything?"

"I've found out. According to my master's conditions, none of them belong to this mansion. They all live in the Zhuangzi outside the city."

Bozhe nodded with satisfaction.

The cemetery and sacrificial field of Prince Jane's Mansion are outside the Chaoyang Gate, and a Zhuangzi and gardens are built. Surrounding the Zhuangzi are all their own Zhuangtian, and the products of the fields supply the daily food of the Wangfu.

In addition to the cemetery and the sacrificial fields, Prince Jian's Mansion also has a villa granted by the emperor, but it is in Songshan outside Beijing, and it is a hot spring village, which has not been considered for the time being.He thought that after marriage, he could take Lingbo to live in Biezhuang occasionally, but if Xia Ziyu was sent somewhere, it would be too unpleasant.

Bo Zhe asked Acton to pick some suitable people from the Zhuangzi outside the Chaoyang Gate, register their personal wealth and collect them for him.

"Okay, it's done well, go and call Xia Ziyu."

"Yes."

Not long after Acton went out, Xia Ziyu entered the house.

"Master." She greeted Bo Zhe first.

Bo Zhe casually threw the thin paper roll in front of her.

"have a look."

Looking at the names and the brief introduction on the scroll, Xia Ziyu suddenly changed color.

"Grandpa, what does this mean?"

Bo Zhe put his hands behind his back, and said expressionlessly: "These are servants of the palace. Some have children, some have death contracts, some have living contracts like you, and there are also managers in the village. Akton checked it very clearly. , are all innocent, without wives and concubines, you pick one, and I will have someone buy you a dowry, and you will marry on a date."

Xia Ziyu threw the scroll far away, as if it would bite, she fell to her knees with a plop, and said with a pale face, "Master, this servant is already yours."

Bo Zhe shook his head, and said coldly: "You'd better forget about it. If you don't remember the old relationship, your behavior, even if I let you die, it's nothing."

Xia Ziyu burst into tears: "Could it be that you hate me that much?"

Bozhe sat up straight, stepped on the chair with one knee bent, one arm casually resting on the knee, leaned slightly and said, "You are just a slave, what right do you have to make me hate you?"

These few words, every word, every whip, every whip and every blood, all drew on Xia Ziyu's heart.

She looked at Bo Zhe as if she had never known this man before.

slave!slave!
In his eyes, she was just a slave who could live and die at will.

Xia Ziyu, you think highly of yourself, how could you think that he is still the little boy who was your childhood sweetheart, who came to pester you every day to play?
Bo Zhe narrowed his eyes slightly, like a leopard lurking for hunting.

"My lord! The servant didn't mean to offend the master, but I really have a last resort. Please listen to the servant's explanation."

Bo Zhe said coldly: "No need."

"No! Slave...I must explain!" Xia Ziyu raised his head and looked at him seriously, "Speaking out may alleviate my crime a little."

Bozhe leaned back and looked up at the ceiling.

"Our Xia family went bankrupt due to business failure, and owed a large sum of money to our partners. My father and mother left one after another, leaving only me and my nanny to depend on each other. The debt is as heavy as a mountain. At the beginning, I just sent someone under the fence, and the other party never came to collect the debt. But after a long time, no relatives were willing to help, and my nanny and I had to toss and turn outside to survive. The boss kept sending people to collect debts , or beat or scolded, or even threatened to sell me into a brothel, although I am already a servant of Prince Jane's mansion, but the nanny is alone, and her life is unpredictable. I have no choice but to tell the other party that I am Prince Jane's mansion. Robelle's concubine, only in this way can they fear my identity and stop embarrassing the nanny.

"However, although they are of the highest rank, they are also extremely energetic. Sooner or later they will be able to find out that I am lying, so, that's why I..."

Xia Ziyu bit her lip, unable to speak any more.

Bozhe's expression remained the same cold.

"Finished?"

Xia Ziyu looked at him in shock. What she said just now didn't make him feel any pity?
Bo Zhe lowered his chin, looked at her and said, "After finishing talking, quickly pick someone."

Xia Ziyu sat paralyzed on the ground, his face turned from white to red, and then from red to white, changing several times, finally gritted his teeth and said: "Slave, I don't want to marry."

Bozhe narrowed his eyes, and there was danger in his eyes.

Xia Ziyu took a deep breath and said, "Your maidservant is the person in the house that Fujin pointed out to you."

She bit the word "Fujin" very hard.

The corner of Bozhe's mouth twitched, revealing a mocking smile.

"You also know that you are now in the house of the master, that is, the slave of the master. The master has the right to dispose of you, and no one can stop it."

Bo Zhe was expressionless.

"I'll give you two choices. One is to choose someone, and the Lord will decide for you to marry; the other is to call the toothmaid immediately and sell you out of the house."

The blood on Xia Ziyu's face faded instantly, he bit his lips tightly, tears rolling in his eyes.

Regardless of whether it is a contract of living or a contract of death, the fate of the slave is always in the hands of the master. If you want you to live, you will live, if you want you to die, you will die.

The slaves who were sold out due to crimes never came to a good end, because such people had a criminal record, and no other mansion would use them.The lives of slaves are worthless, some are sold to low-class bachelors as wives, some are sold to do hard labor, and the worst thing is to sell women to brothels.

Either situation is unacceptable to Xia Ziyu.

If in the end it ended up being traded like an animal, then why did she put in so much effort, put so much thought into approaching Bo Zhe despite her reputation as a slut?
But her behavior has angered Bo Zhe, he can be so cruel, sell her, marry her, but he won't keep her by his side.

What should she do?what can she do
Bo Zhe didn't intend to wait for her to think slowly, he stood up.

"I don't have the patience to spend time with you. You'd better think about it before answering. Before you think about it, just kneel like this."

He lifted his foot and walked out the door, and it seemed that he was about to step over the threshold.

"Master!" Xia Ziyu called out loudly.

Bo Zhe stopped, but didn't look back.

(End of this chapter)