Chapter 389: Noisy

Mr. Hou woke up and Eleven Niang leaned on the pillow at the head of the bed. Mr. Hou, don't worry. Aunt Qiao is okay. I asked the little maid who came over just now. Did the mothers hear a thumping sound in the bed?

Just found out that Aunt Qiao failed to hang herself

Xu Lingyi also leaned on the pillow at the head of the bed.

He woke up when someone knocked on the door. He heard clearly what the little maid said and how Eleven Niang dealt with it.

If he really wanted to hang himself, why would he make such a loud noise?

Qiao Lianfang just wanted to blackmail Eleven Niang.

Eleven Niang didn’t really want to deal with Qiao Lianfang.

She just wanted to scare Qiao Lianfang.

So although he sent three things over, he asked someone to put them on the incense table in the main room. He said that if there was more trouble, he would only send Qiao Lianfang to the temple tomorrow. He left half of the night for Qiao Lianfang to think about it and gave it to Qiao Lianfang.

One step down from the room.

He took a deep breath.

Although Eleven Niang's calmness and decisiveness surprised him, Qiao Lianfang's change surprised him even more.

Xu Lingyi looked at the top of the tent with a disappointed expression.

I saw someone's injured area was ulcerated. He cut it out with a knife and poured it on soju. His voice was a little sad. I also saw someone whose limbs were broken. He found a tree stick and tied it with a belt, and then dragged him ten miles to find a doctor for treatment.

She didn't think about death, she only thought about how to live and how many people there were. She wanted to live but couldn't, but she played with her life to blackmail others.

Is he talking about Qiao Lianfang?

Eleven Niang looked at it and sighed secretly.

After all, she is a woman who has served him. How could she not feel a little bit emotional when she has reached this point?

Eleven Niang felt a little ridiculous when she heard it.

Only those who love you will ache for your pain and grieve for your injuries. For those who don't love you, they don't care whether you live or die.

Maybe this matter was very important to Aunt Qiao. She could only speak vaguely.

Just like those children who have not experienced much, if they miss their favorite cartoon, it will be the end of the world. Who knows how precious life is?

Xu Lingyi shook his head gently.

It’s simply because life is too easy and leads to luxury.

There was a hint of tiredness in his voice: If she is still making trouble tomorrow, send her to Dajue Temple to stay for a while.

The Eleventh Mother of Dajue Temple was a little surprised.

She didn't know about this temple. However, she didn't know many temples.

Our family has never offered incense from Dajue Temple. Eleven Niang hesitated and asked, is the Marquis familiar with this Zen temple?

General temples are a mixed bag, and over time, some good people will inevitably talk nonsense. Xu Lingyi's eyes were complicated and he did not answer directly. Dajue Temple is located in a remote place and has strict rules. It is a good place for meditation. I will ask Mr. Bai to go there tomorrow

I said hello to the host of Dajue Temple.

The remote location means that there are very few pilgrims there; the strict rules of the temple mean that the management there is very strict. Asking Manager Bai to say hello means that there is still some friendship with the Xu family. If things really come to that point, at least Dajue Temple will be better than ordinary ones.

The temple is safer. Besides, Xu Lingyi just said that he would send her to live there for a few days and he would bring her back one day. If this can temper Qiao Lianfang's temper, it might not be a bad thing for her.

Eleven Niang nodded.

Xu Lingyi leaned over and blew out the lamp: "Let's go to bed early."

The room immediately fell into darkness.

Eleven Niang lay down quietly and was held in Xu Lingyi's arms.

Inside the tent, only the shallow breathing of the two people could be heard, adding a bit of silence.

Mo Yan, his voice was full of seriousness, do you also think this matter is important?

I'm asking her what she would do if she encountered such a thing.

The eleventh girl chuckled.

If it were her, she would definitely not let things get to this point.

However, this is too long to say and unnecessary.

At least I won't hang myself. She joked to herself, otherwise, who would be better off leaving this huge family fortune behind?

Xu Lingyi laughed.

The heavy depression just now was gone.

He kissed her temple gently: "Then we have decided that we cannot leave this large piece of family property to make it easier for others."

There was a hint of solemnity in her tone, which made Eleven Niang slightly stunned.

They just got up the next day when Song's mother walked in with a tired look.

She glanced at Xu Lingyi with some embarrassment, who was sitting cross-legged on the big bed near the window, feeding the goldfish, but hesitated to speak.

Eleven Niang secretly said it was not good.

Xu Lingyi had put down the fish food in his hand and said coldly while taking the handkerchief handed over by the little maid and wiping his hands.

Mother Song glanced at Eleven Niang and whispered: Aunt Qiao shouted that she wanted to see the Marquis and smashed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone she sent.

Eleven Niang couldn't help but frown.

Xu Lingyi ordered Lu Yun, who was waiting on the side, to call Mr. Bai. He then said to Eleven Niang, "Assign a few capable women to help Qiao's pack some things, and send her to Dajue Temple in the afternoon."

The people serving in the room all looked at each other.

Madam not only sent Aunt Qiao to the temple, but also persuaded the Marquis.

Then I was filled with panic and fear.

Eleven Niang responded with a sigh and told Mama Song to arrange the manpower.

Mother Song looked flustered and hurriedly bowed to Eleven Niang and hurried away.

Xu Lingyi then told Eleven Niang: The children are coming to say hello soon. Send someone capable to take care of Mrs. Qiao to avoid any trouble.

There is also the Madam, I'm afraid I have to say something.

Eleven Niang nodded and ordered Yan Rong to go to the yard of Qiao Lian's house.

Aunt Wen, Aunt Qin and Mrs. Yang came to pay their respects.

Eleven Niang let them in.

The three of them all held up the women's commandments they had copied with composure, but no one mentioned the reason for copying the women's commandments. Aunt Wen even smiled and praised Eleven Niang as before: Madam, the beaded hairpin is embedded in

Is it Nanzhu or Dongzhu? If it is Nanzhu, I have never seen such a big one. But if it is Dongzhu, I have never seen such a smooth one. Every time I come to Madam's place, I always have to be more knowledgeable.

Her face didn't turn red when she spoke, and her expression was sincere and her tone was sincere, making people aware that it was an exaggeration but unable to resent it.

It was rewarded by Mrs. Tai. Eleven Niang entertained her. I don’t know whether it was Nanzhu or Dongzhu.

Aunt Nanzhuwen said with a smile, none of the things from Mrs. Tai is not a rare treasure. It's just that I have poor eyesight and don't know the goods.

Just as he was talking, the children came.

Aunt Wen took a few steps back and stood aside with Aunt Qin Yang and stopped talking.

But what she did made the atmosphere in the room more lively. The children didn't feel anything strange when they came in. They greeted her happily, went to school, went back to the house to embroider, and went back to the house to embroider.

In the past.

Mrs. Yang glanced at Aunt Wen and was greatly impressed.

A trace of surprise flashed in Aunt Qin's eyes.

Coming out of the main house, she walked last and stopped at the entrance of the hall to look at the yard of Qiao Lian's house.

It was quiet all around, except for the rustling of the treetops in the wind.

She thought of those piercing cries in the middle of the night yesterday, and hurried back to the house, instructing Cui'er to go to Aunt Wen to find out the news.

The door of Aunt Wen's house is tightly closed, and no one is allowed in or out.

Aunt Qin was a little surprised and asked her to go to Yang's place to have a look.

Aunt Yang's door was also closed, Cui'er said, "I went to knock on the door, and Mother Yang talked to me through the door."

Aunt Qin nodded, took Cui'er out, and sat alone on the big kang near the window, saying to herself: It is indeed right to spread the news about Mrs. Jianninghou's visit to the whole courtyard, but how could this happen in her courtyard?

There was no movement. Could it be that she thought about it for a long time and figured it out. She obediently followed the madam's instructions and locked herself in the room to copy the women's rules. She frowned in distress.

Qiao Lianfang was pinned down on the kang by two burly women, with a white silk handkerchief stuffed in her mouth. Her eyes were wide open as she stared at Mother Song, who was instructing the women to pack things.

My aunt is going to Dajue Temple, not Ciyuan Temple. What are you going to do with these pollen, rouge, hairpins and hairpins? Mother Song told Xiu Citron, who was standing aside and crying silently, to help your aunt put these things away.

Xiu Citron hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Qiao Lianfang's mirror case in her arms. She looked up and saw Qiao Lianfang's disheveled appearance, and her tears flowed even more violently.

There are also these gold-covered robes. Mother Song checked the baggage she was going to bring over, including the Sichuan Brocade Bijia, and took them out. Just bring some cocoon silk and Lu silk clothes.
To be continued...