Ink Burns

Chapter 18 Fireworks Show Eight Years Ago
[I saw in the comments of book friends that some friends are curious about what the story is about. In general, it is a story about how the elder sister survived the fire because of the protection of her mother, and how she took revenge along the way. The two sisters used their power as common people to overthrow the powerful class, and the blood debt was paid with blood (is this a spoiler?)]

Huang Zhi left excitedly and walked quickly to the main hall of "Zhimu Hall". Huang Qi, the first-class maid of the Duan family, stood at the porch with her lips tightly pursed. The porch, which was bustling in the past, was now silent.

Huang Zhi subconsciously slowed down his steps and retracted his neck.

Huang Qi, the first-class maid, hurriedly shouted in a low voice: "What are you running around for?!"

Huang Zhi rolled his eyes and smiled playfully: "I came here to complain - but I guess Madam is not in the mood right now because of what happened to my uncle and young lady, right?"

Huangqi frowned and asked, "What do you want to sue for?"

"Huang Lian helped Miss Zhou pass something!" Huang Zhi blinked: "It's just a small matter. If my wife is unhappy, I won't sue."

Although I really want to see Huang Lian being beaten with a stick, there is no need to offend my wife because of a little bitch.

Huang Zhi said this and was about to run away.

Huangqi asked casually, "What is it?"

"The one I know of is a civet cat wood carving. I don't know if there are any others." Huang Zhi spread his hands: "Maybe it was sent by his family."

Huangqi frowned: "Wood carving?"

how is this possible.

In Miss Zhou's family, her mother loves her son, her son loves money, her father loves wine, but no one loves her.

How could such a family go to the trouble of giving their daughter a small wooden sculpture?
Huangqi rolled his eyes at the ground, waved his hand and told Huang Zhi to go first, then called another first-class maid to take over, and turned around and went somewhere else.

The night fell, the stars shone brightly, and the doors and windows of "Zhimu Hall" were closed.

Huang Qi hunched over and reported: "After class the day before yesterday, Miss Zhou began to miss home. She went to Huang Lian, a member of the same clan, crying and wanting to quit her job and go home. Huang Lian did not agree immediately because she had received three taels of silver from Miss Zhou's parents. She was also afraid that Miss Zhou would make a scene and lose face. So today she went to find Miss Zhou's cousin who was not engaged but had always been on good terms with her, brought a civet cat wooden sculpture made by cousin Zhou and a letter, and came into the mansion to comfort her temporarily."

Huang Qi lowered his eyes and said, "At that time, the brokerage was looking for a female painter who was good at painting. They clearly said that they wanted a clean girl. If she had a close relationship with a man or was about to be engaged or had been engaged, she would not be accepted. The Zhou family knew this rule, but they still couldn't bear to give the bride price, so they deceived the brokerage, gave the girl money and sent her in."

Duan listened with a cold expression on her face. After a while, she smashed a teacup viciously, causing the porcelain pieces to break and fly everywhere.

The porcelain fragments flew onto the back of Huangqi's hand, leaving a bloody mark instantly. She covered her hand with her backhand, not daring to make any sound.

"What a mess!" Duan was so angry that her chest felt tight. "First, a life was lost, and now there's a rumor that Zhou Li Niang has a lover - Cui Niang is dead, so it's not a big deal; but the latter makes me more and more anxious the more I think about it!"

The more I think about it, the more I get scared!
The more I think about it, the more scared I become!
Small families in the countryside do not have so many complicated rules. Unlike the wealthy families who only have girls raised as ladies, poor families do not keep them under such strict supervision. If the girls and boys are interested in each other, they may kiss, touch, pinch and have sex with each other.

But would these girls who have awakened their minds to love dare to be sent to the beds of the rich and powerful? ? Dare? !
Even if you haven't taken the last step and the two of you haven't rolled onto the bed, and there is still virgin blood, but those masters, marquises, and officials have seen and eaten too much, and they can reach out and touch you, and just by looking at your shy, coquettish, and charming reaction, they will know whether you are a real virgin or not.

What's more worrying is that if the girl is more unruly and tells them about herself in advance, she will be sent to a nobleman without their knowledge - several heads of the Cheng family will be lost!
Moreover, this noble person is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Not to mention the Cheng family, who among the families in Jiangnan who have several daughters would not want to climb up to this high branch? !
Otherwise, it is impossible for them to abandon those girls who support the family and go out to look for someone!

It's not so good to find someone outside.

Not knowing enough about the ins and outs.

A lover pops up here, some trouble pops up there, who can resist it! ?
Duan reached out to grab the teacup, but found it empty. She angrily said, "You have no manners! You didn't even serve tea when there was no tea! If you were in the official's house in Beijing, you would be skinned alive!"

Huangqi shivered and lowered his head to step on the broken porcelain pieces, and went up to change the water.

"The master will be back tomorrow."

Mrs. Duan calmed herself down first, "Let's settle Cui Niang's case. Her body has been left there for two days and it must be stinking. One night, drag it to the back hill and burn it. Cut off the tongues of the two maids who served her and sell them far away. She is my distant niece. Her parents are both dead. Then we can say that she ran away secretly and disappeared without a trace. This matter will be over after it's over."

"It's just that this girl——"

Duan sighed deeply, "She is so angry. I just invited the girls from Yihonglou to teach them how to use the jade dildo, but she acted like she saw a ghost. She tried to run away, but was caught by the two girls. She said something like, 'I am also from a scholar's family. If my uncle hadn't been a bad person, I wouldn't have to live under someone else's roof and suffer from others' abuse. I would rather die by hitting my head against a pillar than be a slave, a dog, or a concubine.'"

Huangqi offered a cup of tea and said, "Yes, it's a pity. The master had already found a good match for her."

Duan took the tea and put it aside. "That's right. The prefect said that the old man of the general's mansion in the northern town is getting old and wants a girl from the south of the Yangtze River who knows him well. Beauty is secondary. She must have a good figure, fair skin, and preferably be able to speak some poetry. I immediately thought Cui Niang was suitable. The old man is already 78 years old. How many years can he live? When the old man dies, such a family cannot treat the widow harshly. They must take good care of Cui Niang, right?"

Duan patted her thighs with regret: "Since the old man has no habit of torturing people, and does not need her to bear children, and there is no wife or mother-in-law to suppress him, why can't she understand it like this."

Seeing that his wife's anger had lessened, Huang Qi dared to smile: "Yes, look at Bai and Chen, whom we sent away earlier. Now one is the concubine of Dingbei Bo, and the other gave birth to a son for Jiangxi Provincial Administration. Which one of them is not in a stable position and is enviable?"

Of course there are also bad endings.

For example, Qiuniang, who was played badly by the eldest son of the Cui family in the capital, and Wanwan, who was passed around seven or eight times and finally sent to a brothel.
But you definitely can't say these words at this time.

Huangqi knew what to do and kept silent.

Duan thought of these two great deals and pursed her lips with some pride: "The Duke of Dingbei helped us get the supply of Xanthium sibiricum from the Imperial Hospital, and the governor of Jiangxi exempted us from the tax on that section of the river. They all worked for a reason."

Thinking of the history of her rise to wealth, Duan couldn't help but feel even more proud: "When it comes to doing business, our family's Xingye is the smartest one. If it weren't for the recommendation of the old prefect eight years ago, he would have had the opportunity to accompany the young masters and young ladies of the capital to Fushou Mountain to serve wine and have fun. He served them well and accompanied those nobles to watch a gorgeous and rare mountain fire show, which opened up the situation for our family."

(End of this chapter)