Chapter 139 Accident

The lady advised Ling Chu sternly, "Chu Jie'er, your mother and second aunt are right. You can't go out to set up a stall anymore. You are now a married woman, and you should start looking for a husband. You can't ruin your reputation, otherwise it will be difficult to get married in the future..."

The commander of the Jinyiwei, Lord Ning, put aside his identity as the emperor's illegitimate son, he is also the eldest son of the Ningguo Mansion.

Their family is now just a commoner, and they are not a good match. If they ruin their reputation again, they will really have no chance of marrying into the Ningguo Mansion.

"Chu Jie'er, you used to be at ease in Xuanqing Temple, but now that you have returned to the capital, you should learn the rules and etiquette, music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and women's needlework. If you don't have something to show, you can't marry into a good family."

The second lady was annoyed when she heard the lady's words. She accused the eldest girl of setting up a stall and ruining the family's reputation. She originally wanted the lady to punish her.

But she didn't expect that this old fool was so unpunishable that he was still planning for her with great care.

The second wife was angry, but the old lady was her mother-in-law after all, so she didn't dare to contradict her. She just reminded her with a stern face, "Mother, our family can't afford to invite a teacher to come to the mansion to teach etiquette now."

The old lady paused.

The second wife's words deeply stimulated her inner resentment.

Thinking of the glory in the past, and then comparing it with the current poverty that can't even afford to hire a teacher, her heart is like being fried in an oil pan.

She is not willing to spend the rest of her life in such a predicament.

The looks of several girls in the mansion are not bad, and their marriages must be planned carefully.

As long as they are married into wealthy families and let them plan a future for the brothers in the mansion, their Ling Mansion will still have a chance to turn over.

The more the old lady thought about it, the hotter she felt.

"Mrs. Dong, Chu Jie'er is the eldest daughter of our family. You will teach her etiquette, music, chess, calligraphy and painting in the future."

Mrs. Dong subconsciously wanted to refuse. Let her teach that dead girl? If she has that time, she might as well spend more time taking care of Hao'er and Qing'er.

But the words came to her lips and were swallowed back.

Since she is the one who teaches, it is up to her to decide how to teach.

"Don't worry, mother, I won't. Although Chu Jie'er has been fostered in Xuanqing Temple since she was a child, she is not close to me, her mother. But this can't be blamed on her. It's my mother who is incompetent and can't take good care of her.

But no matter what, Chu Jie'er is also my daughter. Since she has returned to the mansion, I will teach her well in the future and never let her embarrass our Ling Mansion."

Mrs. Wen pulled the corner of her mouth sarcastically. If she were a grown-up girl, she would not feel happy to hear what Mrs. Dong said.

Although Aunt Wen thought that Dong was hypocritical, she still didn't want to interfere in the mother-daughter relationship, so as not to let Dong torture her two children.

Another thing, Aunt Wen didn't think Ling Chu could learn anything in Xuanqing Temple. If Dong was willing to teach her sincerely, it would be a good thing.

The better Ling Chu learned, the greater her chance of marrying into the Ningguo Mansion.

Her two children would also benefit from her eldest sister in the future.

Aunt Wen secretly made a wishful calculation, but the second wife was so angry that she almost tore the handkerchief in her hand.

Hearing that Dong was going to teach Ling Chu personally, the second wife was unhappy, but she couldn't think of any reason to stop it, so she could only sit aside and sulk.

"Then it's settled, Chu Jie'er, starting tomorrow, you will follow your mother and learn everything about music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and women's needlework."

Ling Chu had been listening to these people talking to themselves silently. After listening for a while, she probably guessed their intentions.

The calculation was good.

But she is not a soft persimmon who can be manipulated by the so-called relatives of this family.

Not allowed to set up a stall?

How can that be!

Her life now depends on merit and health-preserving medicine.

Not allowing her to set up a stall is equivalent to taking her life!

"I have been fostered in Xuanqing Temple since I was a child. The master saw that my father did not love my mother and my body was not good, and he was worried that I would not be able to survive if I left Xuanqing Temple in the future. He specially taught me the skill of fortune-telling so that I could support myself with my own skills in the future."

Ling Chu deliberately said this slowly. When she saw that everyone's face became more and more ugly, she pulled the corner of her mouth and continued slowly.

"Before I left Xuanqing Temple, Master repeatedly warned me that the skills he taught me must not be wasted. Besides, I am weak, and if I want to live in peace, I have to accumulate more merits to survive. You don't let me set up a stall, are you planning to let the eldest daughter of the Ling family openly disobey the master's order?"

Didn't Mrs. Dong say that she would not be close to her mother? She was deliberately trying to uncover the fig leaf.

If she was not allowed to set up a stall, she would bring up the name of Master Xuanyi Zhenren.

If she has the ability, go find her master.

When Ling Chu said this, the faces of the Taifu and Mrs. Dong were not very good.

Aunt Wen sneered secretly, she knew that the eldest girl would definitely be unhappy when Dong said that.

It was the Second Madam who gloated over the misfortune.

Ling Chu contradicted the Taifu in public, and the Second Madam wished that she would be disliked by the Taifu.

It would be even better if the Taifu could punish her.

Ling Chu looked at the people with different expressions expressionlessly, without any ripples in her heart.

She was not the original owner, and had no feelings for this family, so naturally she would not feel sad.

Seeing that no one spoke, Ling Chu put down the teacup in his hand and was about to go back to recuperate, but the maid guarding the door hurried in with a visiting card.

"Madam, there is a maid outside the mansion asking for an audience, saying that she is the housekeeper of the wife of Duke Zhao."

Ling Chu was surprised, someone from Duke Zhao's mansion?

Since the Shangshu Mansion was demoted to a commoner, the former relatives and old friends of the Ling Mansion were afraid of being implicated, so they all drew a clear line with their family and stopped communicating.

In this case, why would the Duke Zhao's mansion send someone to visit?

There must be something wrong when things are abnormal.

Since there is no rush to recuperate, Ling Chu simply stayed to watch the excitement.

Not only Ling Chu was surprised to hear that someone from Duke Zhao's mansion had come, but even the Madam looked surprised.

If it were usual, the Madam would not take it seriously if she heard that there was a housekeeper from another mansion asking for an audience. But now is different, even if it is a maid from Duke Zhao's mansion, the Madam dare not treat her badly.

Although she was surprised, she didn't have time to think too much. The lady hurriedly asked the maid to welcome the newcomer in.

The second and third wives, as well as several concubines in the mansion, were also surprised.

Their Ling Mansion had never had much contact with the Zhaoguo Mansion, so why would the wife of the Zhaoguo Mansion send a maid to ask for an audience at this time?

But Dong's heart skipped a beat at this time.

The person from the Zhaoguo Mansion, could it be for the marriage?

Dong couldn't help but feel annoyed. Since the incident in the Ling Mansion, she has been busy with trivial matters around her and has not had time to make plans. She doesn't know whether the wife of the Zhaoguo Mansion sent a maid to propose a breakup or to discuss the marriage?

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