After being forced into a marriage with a wealthy family, the virtuous wife caused a huge uproar.

When Yuwen Zhang caught the sword again, Rong Yingluo was already very close to Yuwen Zhang's side.

Just as the two of them turned their swords around at the same time, a dagger slid out from Rong Yingluo's sleeve, and with a flick of her wrist, the dagger was already at Yuwen Zhang's neck.

"I won!" Rong Yingluo proudly revealed a wicked smile.

Her move left the men watching speechless.

Can this be done?

"Master Rong, how can you cheat like this? You're bullying us!" someone protested.

"Yes, that's an unfair victory. Besides, Master Yuwen is in a wheelchair."

"This is what they call 'all's fair in war.' When you're out in the world and encounter a strong enemy, you must use your brains to win and reduce casualties." Rong Yinglu put away her dagger, not ashamed, and used it to teach these men.

"Miss Rong is right. When you're out and about, no matter what means you use, protecting yourself is the most important thing." Yuwen Zhang naturally agreed with Rong Yingluo's statement.

She's right. Any move that leads to victory is a good move.

No one dared to say that Rong Yingluo was wrong anymore. Everyone showed that they had learned their lesson.

After Rong Yingluo finished her match with Yuwen Zhang, she picked out a few more men from a group of burly men to fight.

She wanted to test their abilities.

After half an hour of competition, the martial arts skills of these people varied greatly.

Rong Yingluo did not resort to underhanded tactics, but fought them head-on, winning and losing as a result.

Having not fought in so long, Rong Yingluo felt as if she had come back to life after a thoroughly enjoyable battle.

It seems she needs to take control of the entire Duke's mansion sooner rather than later so she can live life on her own terms. She can practice martial arts whenever she wants, without having to hide or be afraid of being discovered. She can treat people's illnesses whenever she wants, as that's simply her hobby.

Just then, the gatekeeper led in a man.

"Sister, what are you doing here?" Rong Zhixiu was surprised to see Rong Yingluo carrying a sword.

"Big brother, what brings you here?" Rong Yingluo asked curiously.

"The Fourth Prince invited me here," Rong Zhixiu said gently.

"Oh, I see. Brother Zhang didn't even tell me that you were coming here today, Brother Zhang." Rong Yingluo said reproachfully.

"I have a surprise for you," Yuwen Zhang said with a smile.

"Greetings, Your Highness the Fourth Prince." Rong Zhixiu bowed.

"Brother Rong, there's no need to be so polite. You are Yingluo's elder brother, and I have recognized her as my sworn sister. We can also be friends. I will need your help in business in the future." Yuwen Zhang was very polite, without any airs of a prince.

Rong Zhixiu simply smiled. No matter what, he was still a prince, and the proper etiquette could not be neglected: "It is my sister's honor to be so favored by His Highness."

"Let's go sit down in the hall and talk," Yuwen Zhang gestured to the guard to push him.

The three of them went to the reception room.

"Brother, you just saw them. These are all soldiers who came from the battlefield. Although they all have some physical disabilities, their martial arts skills are really good. I already sparred with them before you came. What do you think of our Zhenwei Escort Agency?" Rong Yingluo said, showing off a bit.

"Fourth Prince, sister, the main purpose of gathering these people to form a security escort agency is to provide them with opportunities to earn money and support themselves, right?"

After receiving the letter from his sister and the invitation from the Fourth Prince, and considering what he had just seen, Rong Zhixiu already had a good idea of ​​what was going on.

"That's right. When these people come together, no one looks down on anyone else, and they live a more valuable life. If they live separately, they will inevitably be looked down upon and bullied."

That's why I had this idea, hoping Brother Rong could give them a way out." Yuwen Zhang wanted to improve the situation of the escort agency, and since he had no other connections, he could only rely on the Rong family for the time being.

"Don't worry, my father and I have already discussed this matter. We can sign the contract today. From now on, whenever the Rong family needs a caravan, Zhenwei Escort Agency will be our first choice. However, business is business. Once we accept the caravan, we must follow the rules. If the delivery is delayed or the caravan is lost, we must compensate according to the contract." Rong Zhixiu had been doing business with his father since he was a child, and he could not show favoritism even though his sister had invested in the escort agency.

"That's natural." Yuwen Zhang was well aware of this.

The Rong family was willing to choose a newly established security escort agency because of their sworn sister, but he needed such an opportunity to strengthen his own position.

Back then, he secretly left the palace at the age of fifteen. At that time, he was not yet old enough to leave the palace and establish his own household, and his father did not give him any property.

A year ago, he returned with crippled legs. His father simply instructed the imperial physicians to do their best to treat him and gave him a small three-courtyard house to live in, nothing more.

His only source of income was the monthly allowance he received from the Imperial Household Department, which was the standard allowance for princes.

Over the past year, he has become extremely depressed, feeling that his life is superfluous.

Having witnessed countless deaths on the battlefield, he was reluctant to die. It wasn't until he met the Little Fairy that he came back to life in the past two months.

The two signed the contract on the spot.

From then on, Zhenwei Escort Agency officially entered the ranks of escort agencies in the capital.

With the Rong family as their backer, they quickly gained momentum, and more and more people came to invite them.

Later, he discussed with Li Xuanye and recruited more demobilized soldiers with minor disabilities, making the escort agency bigger and bigger, with branches in all the cities of Nanxia.

The Zhenwei Escort Agency traveled all over the country and provided Rong Yingluo with several very useful pieces of information, which greatly helped Gu Ce in his later endeavors.

Of course, this is something.

Two days later, in the morning, Rong Yingluo, accompanied by Yinghong, Granny Zhu, and her four guards, arrived at the main courtyard.

Su Jingyi was confined to her quarters by the old lady and was not allowed to go out, but Rong Yingluo was allowed to go in.

"Mother, the agreed time has come. Please give me your dowry." Rong Yingluo smiled as she looked at Su Jingyi's ashen face.

"Rong Liuli, your Rong family is really something. You gave me such a valuable dowry but didn't write it down clearly on the dowry list. What are you up to?" Su Jingyi thought about it for two days but still couldn't figure it out.

"Because those things aren't valuable in the eyes of the Rong family, there's no need to write them down so clearly." Rong Yingluo's words were infuriating.

A painting worth a fortune was surprisingly not valuable.

Even the prestigious Gu family, a noble household, wouldn't dare to be so arrogant.

"Your Rong family is so rich, aren't you afraid that one day someone with ulterior motives will set their sights on you and you'll end up with your family's property confiscated and your clan wiped out?" Madam Su had no shame and spoke very harshly.

"What? Is Mother envious of the Rong family's wealth?" Rong Yingluo narrowed her eyes dangerously, daring to curse the Rong family.

It seems she can't let the Su family off the hook either.

Hopefully, that lotus-shaped tall lamp will be of some use.

"What do I have to envy? He's just a merchant. If it weren't for A-Ce's bad reputation, which prevented him from marrying a noblewoman, how could you have gotten the chance to marry into the Gu family?" Madam Su's words became increasingly shameless.

"You're right, the Rong family are merchants, but we have a life-saving charm. My father donates a million taels of silver to the national treasury every year, and not a single official in the entire capital dares to ask the Rong family for anything, including the Crown Prince." Rong Yingluo emphasized the last four words, speaking in a low and slow voice.

"You..." Su Jingyi was shocked.

She knew about this, but she didn't know the exact amount; it was actually one million taels.

The Gu family's annual income was only fifty to sixty thousand taels of silver.

"Mother, do you think you've kept your affair with the Crown Prince a secret? Actually, my husband has known about it for a long time."

Was my dowry really stolen by my second brother? Or was it that his dowries for my four older sisters were also gradually emptied by him in the same way?

Rong Yingluo stared intently at Su Shi's increasingly pale face with an eerie gaze.