I Made a Fortune By Raiding Houses In Ancient Times

Chapter 142 The incense is broken

Ling Chu knew that neither Mrs. Tai nor Mrs. Dong liked her because of her bad fate.

The reason why he doesn't agree with her to break off the engagement now is simply that he sees the decline of the Ling family and wants to use her to marry the Duke of Zhao. After she marries the Duke of Zhao, she will be allowed to support the Ling family with the Duke of Zhao.

 The abacus is good.

 But how could Lingchu let them take advantage of it?

“Grandma, mother, I know you are doing my best, but now that my grandfather and father have lost their official status, how can the family get money to build bridges and roads and give porridge to charity?

Since the master has taught me the hexagram technique, it is for me to use it to help people in need. I forgive Lingchu for not disobeying the master's orders.

Getting married is for the sake of marrying two surnames. Now that our Ling family and Zhao Guogong's family are not from the same family, and my health is not good, this marriage is no longer suitable.

 It is better to cancel the marriage so as not to delay Young Master Zhao. It wouldn't be nice if the two families couldn't get married but instead became enemies. "

"Cough cough cough..." Ling Chu finished these words with a pale face, then suddenly covered his mouth and coughed violently.

Her cough was earth-shattering and heartbreaking, as if she wanted to cough out her heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys.

Moreover, his weak body was still trembling, as if he would faint at any time.

After being ill for so many years, Lingchu didn't need to disguise himself at all, he easily knew how to make himself look flawless.

　　　After hearing what she said, Mrs. Dong and Mrs. Dong were so angry that they wanted to get angry.

 But now that she was coughing so badly, the fire could only be suppressed.

Hearing that Ling Chu was going to break off the engagement, Grandma Wang was pleasantly surprised, but she was inevitably suspicious in her heart.

The Ling Mansion has now fallen into decline. According to their wife, all the former in-laws of the Ling family have cut off contact with the Ling Mansion for fear of being implicated.

Now the Zhao Guogong Mansion is the highest branch that the Ling Mansion can climb.

Not to mention that the young master of the Zhao family is a famous talent in Kyoto. With such a good family relationship, is Miss Ling really willing to give up?

 Could she be asking for Joe?

Even though she was skeptical, Grandma Wang couldn't hide the joy in her eyes when she saw Ling Chu coughing so badly.

It seems that Miss Ling is not lying, her body is really in very bad shape.

Whether she is looking for Qiao or not, if Madam knew that Miss Ling was in such poor health, she would definitely not be willing to hire her back.

Mother Wang no longer wants to stay any longer. She has to go back quickly and tell Madam about this.

She has made a meritorious deed, and the lady will definitely reward her.

"Since the eldest girl is not feeling well, she should take good care of herself. She must never go out to show herself in public in the future. It is better to stay in the house and learn the rules and etiquette."

Grandma Wang suppressed the joy in her heart, said a few casual words, and couldn't wait to say goodbye.

Mrs. Tai and Mrs. Dong were afraid that Grandma Wang would go back and tell Mrs. Zhao Guogong about Ling Chu's poor health, so they tried their best to persuade her to stay. But Grandma Wang ignored it and insisted on leaving.

Seeing Grandma Wang leave the main hall, Ling Chu raised the corners of his mouth and slowly stopped coughing.

Mrs. Dong and Mrs. Dong’s faces were as dark as ink.

Ling Chu glanced at it casually, but didn't take it to heart.

I just coughed so hard that my throat felt a little uncomfortable.

 Hand out his hand to pick up the teacup and drank several sips, he felt relieved.

 Mr. Dong was so angry that her heart ached when she saw her acting like a normal person.

He stared at Ling Chu with a look of ice in his eyes, "Why did you say those words just now? Do you know you were wrong?"

Ling Chu gently put down the tea cup, raised his eyes and looked straight at the past, and asked coldly, "Everything I said is the truth, what's wrong with it?"

"you…"

Ms. Dong did not expect that she would dare to take the blame, and her chest heaved violently with anger. “Since you were a child, because of your bad fate and poor health, I was afraid that you wouldn’t be able to get married, so I worked hard to get this marriage for you.

 But instead of cherishing it, you actually want to ruin the marriage. How could I have given birth to such an unfilial daughter like you! "

"I have said before that my body is not suitable for marriage. If I have children, I will only end up with one body and two lives."

 Just like this, you still insist on me marrying Mr. Zhao? "

“You’re talking about two lives for one body, that master of yours is just scaremongering. Haven’t you been doing well since you returned to Beijing? I went out every once in a while and nothing happened to you.”

The second lady curled her lips and said, "Sister Chu, your mother is right. You are active every day and your health is better than our elders. You are not as serious as you said."

Even Aunt Wen said, "Sister, your master may be afraid that you are too young to take your own body seriously, so he took it seriously.

 As long as you take good care of yourself for a period of time, it will not affect your marriage. "

Aunt Wen didn't want to get involved in this matter, but she was worried that if Ling Chu really didn't marry, all the things she hoped for would be ruined.

Lingchu sneered, "You don't agree with me breaking off the engagement, but you just want to wait until I marry Mr. Zhao so that the Duke of Zhao can support everyone.

 Do you think that if you force me to do something I don’t want to do, I will still comply with your wishes?

It’s okay not to cancel the marriage, and I’m not the only girl in this house. Since you are so optimistic about this marriage, whoever wants to marry can marry. "

As soon as Ling Chu finished speaking, Dong was startled. Although he didn't say anything, he breathed a sigh of relief. This **** girl doesn't want to get married, that's just fine. When she changes her marriage to Qing'er in the future, don't blame her for being partial.

 The Second Madam, the Third Madam and Aunt Wen did not expect that Ling Chu really did not want to marry. They were surprised for a while, and then their thoughts immediately changed.

Ling Chu glanced at them and could guess without even thinking that they all wanted to compete for the royal family of Zhao Guogong for their daughters.

Ling Chu didn't care who married into the Zhao family, as long as it wasn't her.

Ling Chu didn’t want to get married, but the wife didn’t agree. She sternly said to her with a dark face, “Follow me!”

The madam dropped these words and turned around and left the main hall.

Ling Chu frowned, hesitated, put down the tea cup in his hand, and followed.

Originally I thought that the Tai Furen called her out alone to persuade her to marry into the Duke of Zhao's house.

 Unexpectedly, he brought her to the ancestral hall.

Lingchu was surprised when the madam reached out and pushed open the two ajar doors.

There is a large altar table in the room, and the table is densely covered with spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the Ling family.

The wife walked in silently, took three incense sticks, lit them, bowed, and inserted them into the incense burner.

He turned to Ling Chu and said coldly, "Why don't you come in and offer a stick of incense to your ancestors!"

As a member of the Ling family, it is considered appropriate to offer incense to our ancestors. Ling Chu didn't say a word, stepped forward, picked up three incense sticks, lit them, bowed, and then inserted them into the incense burner.

 As soon as Keshou left the incense burner, Ling Chu was suddenly stunned.

The three sticks of incense she had just put into the incense burner were all extinguished.

 And all three incense sticks were broken at once.

Lingchu was stunned.

What kind of incense did I buy? The quality is so poor.

Ling Chu complained while pulling out the half of the incense that was still inserted in the incense burner, preparing to put another stick.

 But when she went to get the incense again, she frowned.

Can the number of monthly votes exceed 100 today?

If it’s possible, I’ll consider adding an update? ()-——

　　(End of this chapter)