I dress up as a poor noblewoman, and I bring my whole family home with my literary talent.

Chapter 77 Go to Zhou's House for Negotiations

People always say that women are jealous, but they don’t know that jealousy is also a poison to men.

Lu Jing suppressed the bitterness in his heart and turned away.
Fortunately, not many people saw this little episode, and the three people who happened to see it all had a good reputation, so they were not likely to gossip outside and spread rumors about the young girls fighting, which would have been really troublesome.

Outside the woodshed, Master Song said harsh words, but in fact he was too weak to kill anyone. He stood outside the woodshed for a long time, hesitating.

Until Song Lingwan arrived, she was still calm and was not too surprised to see her father in the woodshed.

"Wanwan, why are you here?" Mr. Song was already having a headache about how to deal with the people in the woodshed, and he didn't want his daughter to come and add to the trouble.

"Of course the daughter is here to help her father with his plans."

"What plan do you have?" Mr. Song asked back. He didn't think that his fourth daughter, who was raised in a secluded place and was always gentle and obedient, had any good plans.

Song Lingwan smiled faintly: "Father, this girl staying in the Song Mansion is a hot potato for us. It is too difficult to deal with her without anyone noticing."

"I know what you said, but we can't let him go!"

"Father, she is a hot potato to the Song family, and the same is true for the Zhou family. If we let her make trouble, Zhou Yisheng's reputation in Chang'an will also be ruined. Madam Zhou loves her son and wants to find him a noble lady to marry. She will never let this happen. Give her the person. I believe Madam Zhou can handle it better than us."

Mr. Song thought about it carefully and felt that what his fourth daughter said was right.

After exchanging glances with Azhu, he ordered, "Well, tie her up and take her to the carriage. Don't let her run around like a mad bull like she is now. When the banquet is over, you and the lady will take her to the Zhou family."

Azhu agreed, found a bundle of ropes and went into the woodshed. As soon as the door was opened, the person inside tried to rush out, but as a weak woman, she was no match for Azhu, who pressed her to the ground. The ropes were wrapped around her calves to her ankles and tied into a knot.

"Um--um--" The girl's mouth was stuffed and she couldn't speak at all.

Song Lingwan looked at her coldly for a long while outside the door, and said to Master Song: "Father, you should go back to the front hall. I will leave this place to your daughter."

After she reminded him, Mr. Song remembered that he had indeed been away for quite a while. He hurriedly said a few words and left.

After Ah Zhu had tied the man up, he came out of the woodshed and saw that Song Lingwan had no intention of leaving. "Fourth Miss, do you have anything else to say?"

"Just stay here and watch while I go in and talk to the girl."

Song Lingwan entered the woodshed where no light could penetrate. She could not see the face of the girl lying on the ground clearly. She only felt cold and a chill went straight to her heart. She kept moving her body back.

After a while, Song Lingwan finally spoke: "Miss, today I heard you say that your family has fallen into poverty and you came to the Song family to ask for help because you have nowhere else to go. What a coincidence, when my grandparents were alive, the Song family still had some wealth, but my father was useless and only became a sixth-rank official at this age. Before that, the Song family's situation was not much better than yours."

Song Lingwan was friendly and her tone softened. "When the Song family was prosperous, we had a big house and hundreds of servants. But after our grandparents passed away, our relatives and friends gradually avoided us like snakes and scorpions. In the end, a family of more than 20 people squeezed into this small house and barely survived." "I don't want to play pity on you. I just want to remind you that my second sister has the same family background as you and is equally outstanding in appearance. That's why you were targeted by Zhou Yisheng. He thought that as long as he showed one-third of his sincerity, half of his money and a mouth full of sweet words, he could get you into his pocket. When he got tired of you, he would discard you like a worn-out shoe."

The girl half lying on the ground was crying, shaking her head and sobbing. She wanted to deny it, but found that she had no way to refute it. She felt miserable and desperate.

Song Lingwan saw her inner vacillation and continued to add fuel to the fire, "Girl, you came to the Song family today. Even if you really turned the Song family upside down, Zhou Yisheng would not suffer any loss. Men, even if they are dissolute and scandalous, will not prevent girls from falling for them. The next girl to be harmed by him will probably be a poor person with a miserable life. She can't resist the deception of sweet words and give up everything. Your actions today will not make your loved ones hate you and your enemies happy?!"

Hatred instantly surged in the girl's eyes. She stopped rushing around like a madman and her emotions gradually stabilized.

Song Lingwan was very satisfied with her reaction. "I have persuaded my father to take you to Zhou's house later. Zhou Yisheng has betrayed you, so he should pay the price for it."

"Isn't it?"

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The banquet ended at the normal time

Mrs. Song smiled and saw the guests off. She went back to the backyard to change her clothes before getting on the Zhou family's carriage.

After a few hours, what happened in the Song family naturally reached Mrs. Zhou's ears, so Mrs. Song entered the Zhou family smoothly.

The Zhou family's mansion was also located in the west of the city. It was much larger than the Song family's, decorated with flowers and colorful buildings. Mrs. Song had seen the world after all, so she was not fooled by such appearances.

The Zhou family's nanny led her to the hall and sat down

After about a cup of tea's time, Mrs. Zhou finally arrived. She had a cold face and seemed to dislike everyone.

Mrs. Zhou sat in the first seat, and Mrs. Song sat in the guest seat.
Madam Zhou picked up the teacup and said in a haughty tone, "Mrs. Song came to the Zhou residence to discuss the so-called 'engagement', right?"

Madam Song really couldn't stand Madam Zhou's attitude, but when she thought about her daughter's matter, she had to force herself to swallow her anger, "The Zhou family also has some responsibility for this matter..."

"Responsibility?" Madam Zhou snorted and laughed, "It wasn't my family who ordered that girl to go to the Song family to cause trouble, so what responsibility do I have?"

Madam Song was unhappy. "If your young master hadn't been flirting with other women, how could she have chosen my daughter? As long as the two families officially announce the engagement, your young master won't be known for abandoning and abusing his feelings, and the reputation of our Song family's daughter can be preserved..."

Madam Zhou smiled indifferently, "It's right for a man to be chaste. If he is a bit unfaithful, it's just a short-lived topic of conversation after dinner, and it will be over in a few days. Your daughter has had a private affair with someone without the help of a matchmaker. I would never dare to welcome such a girl into the Zhou family, otherwise I would not be able to explain to my ancestors."

"..." Madam Song had figured out that Madam Zhou had no intention of giving the Song family a way out. She had thought that Madam Zhou would consider Zhou Yisheng's reputation and choose to accept the engagement, but it turned out that she was very stubborn and wanted to marry a noble lady!

With Zhou Yisheng's reputation, it's like pie in the sky for a noble family to marry their daughter to him. What's the difference? Hooking up with a young girl who has never seen the world and fighting for his favor, do you really think your son is a hot commodity! ?
(End of this chapter)