newbobooks Chapter 155 This person has a story.
Chapter 155 This person has a story.
Outside, Long Er was getting impatient. He kept silently counting down the days, and if Dongfang Jin didn't come up soon, he would go down and look for her.
Just as he was about to leave, a person leaped out of the well—Dongfang Jin.
He leaped up and came to her side, his tone somewhat anxious: "Why did you take so long? In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Duke Wu should have gone to court."
Seeing Long Er's anxious expression, Dongfang Jin leaned closer and whispered, "I'll give you a surprise when we get back. Come on, let's go raid the Duke's mansion."
"We'll go to every place where they keep their money, and see which son or grandson is favored; they'll definitely have a lot of good stuff in their yard."
"Then I'll have to offend you," Long Er said, grabbing Dongfang Jin by the back of the neck and using his light-footed skill to leave.
Dongfang Jin: "..." Damn it!
Ryuji, are you carrying something, you idiot?
This pose isn't very lethal, but it's extremely insulting!
Can't you hug my waist?
Ruyi: [My lord, there is a difference between men and women. The waist is an area that only one's own man can touch; other men cannot touch it.]
Dongfang Jin...
What exactly is this World Spirit?
As one wishes……
"This is the most favored wife of the Duke of Wu. I heard that she has the most good things here."
Dongfang Jin asked curiously, "Why didn't we encounter any secret guards?"
Ryuji...
That's it?
If he can't even avoid these people, how can he be ranked second?
"They were all in the shadows; I sneaked in while hiding from them."
At that moment, a seductive and alluring voice came from inside the room: "You'd better leave quickly, lest someone find out."
Then a frivolous and dissolute man said, "What are you afraid of? You know that today is the day the old man goes to court. He always rests in his room on this day."
Don't worry, no one noticed, baby, let's continue.
"Aren't you afraid your grandfather will find out and kill you?"
“My dear, don’t forget, you owe your current favor to whoever did it all.”
"I know, it's all thanks to you, Master."
"Just knowing is enough, so..."
"We should be careful, better safe than sorry. Let's get out of the secret room as soon as possible."
"Ok."
Dongfang Jin and Long Er exchanged a glance—an affair!
Secret room!
Good guy!
A moment later, they heard a woman call out in a cold voice, "Hong'er, prepare water and clean this place up. When Second Master comes, have someone be careful so that no one finds out."
Dongfang Jin...
Is there another wave coming?
Is this definitely the Duke's mansion?
This woman is completely different from before; interesting.
Ryuji...
Is this Zheng Sihan's most favored concubine?
If I heard correctly, the one who just left was Zheng Kang, courtesy name Mingxuan, the youngest son of Duke Zheng Lu Nian.
This person, who appears to be a humble and gentle gentleman in public, is actually quite a mess...
"Aunt Xue, the water is ready."
"Here, this is one hundred taels of silver. Take it and divide it among yourselves. Keep your mouths shut."
"Yes, this servant will never betray you."
"Take it. When my baby is a little older, you can leave the manor and live far away in a secluded place under an assumed name."
"Aunt Xue..."
"Stop talking. This is not a place to stay. Remember my words."
"Yes."
Dongfang Jin...
What do you mean?
This transformation—where is the affectation from before?—even carries a hint of melancholy.
However, she didn't move, and Ryuji, curious, also didn't move.
Soon after, the sound of splashing water came from inside the house.
Just as Dongfang Jin and Long Er were leaving, the woman spoke again.
"Dumb slave, are you really not leaving?"
"..."
"That's fine. My cousin did such a thing back then, causing more than 30 members of my family to be killed by that old bastard."
If it weren't for the fact that you and I, master and servant, took shelter from the rain at a temple during our outing, we would probably be nothing but dust by now.
Dongfang Jin...
Are there still people inside?
A mute slave? Is he mute?
This person has a story to tell.
"..."
“I know, mute slave, the child is innocent, and I am a dying man.”
Keeping that child back then was not out of necessity; Zheng Mingxuan treated me quite well.
Although I've been the one taking advantage of him, everything Bao'er and I have now is truly a gift from him.
"..."
“Dumb Slave, you and I grew up together since we were little. There are many people like me, both inside and outside the manor.”
Didn't that old bastard Zheng Sihan want a son?
Look at them, which one is well-behaved?
Wasn't that woman in the west courtyard having an affair with a guard? It's a pity she had bad luck; she only gave birth to a daughter.
And that one in our backyard, wasn't she with Third Master? She had two daughters before finally having a son, and what happened in the end?
It wasn't because he had a weak background and no powerful backing that he was poisoned to death by that old woman.
"Dumb servant, people die in this mansion every day. Tell me, why isn't it that old man who's dying?"
"..."
"Hehe, don't worry. I'll be fine as long as the revenge hasn't been taken and Bao'er hasn't left safely."
The waters of the Duke of Wu's mansion haven't been completely muddied yet; how can I be content with that?
Then came three rhythmic knocks on the door, and the conversation inside abruptly stopped.
Dongfang Jin and Long Er exchanged a glance and quietly left.
“We’ll split up. You take some valuables,” Dongfang Jin handed Long Er a sack of flour.
Ryuji...
Is this making him a thief?
"Go quickly, I'll give you some of my savings for a wife later."
After Dongfang Jin finished speaking, she ignored the stunned Long Er and walked in the direction the Ruyi pointed.
……
Dongfang Jin is now dressed in the clothes of a maid in the Duke of Wu's mansion. It's unclear which room she belongs to; she's gone to the kitchen to collect food.
People eating at this time must be tired from sneaking food.
Ruyi: [People in ancient times would have already gotten up by this time.]
Why are you up so early?
[Reading, huh?]
【sharp】
It's almost 4 a.m., she needs to speed things up.
When Dongfang Jin arrived at the kitchen, she saw that it was already bustling with activity.
When no one was looking, she went to the storeroom next door and said that there were good things here.
Once inside, I saw shelves full of things, and looking at all those exquisite boxes, there really was a lot of stuff.
Without even looking, they took everything away, including the plates and bowls.
What do you need these things for?
I noticed these don't have the insignia of the Duke of Wu's mansion, so I'm bringing them back to save money. Look how exquisitely made these things are!
As one wishes……
"My lord, although this item isn't marked, it's still unique to each household. By taking it out, aren't you just admitting it?"
Dongfang Jin looked at the pile of porcelain and felt a pang of regret. These were all valuable items, antiques!
"That's true, then I'll take them out again. If I could send these to modern times, I could sell them as antiques and make a fortune."
Thinking about it, he reluctantly put the porcelain out again.
Wake up! You're too greedy. Go and take over the house next door; it's a good deal, you can clean it up thoroughly.
Dongfang Jin reluctantly left the room and went to the room next door, which was small and 100 square meters.
Inside, there were stacks of neatly arranged bags, all filled with flour and rice.
"Ruyi, you're saying the Duke of Wu's mansion has at least 20,000 catties of rice and flour a day...?"
She stepped forward, grabbed a handful of rice. Although it wasn't as good as the rice in her space, it was still considered top-quality rice here.
"Don't you even look at how many people are in this mansion? Hurry up, there's plenty of meat in the next room, take it all with you."
There are still a few antlered deer inside that haven't been slaughtered. Those deer are valuable; every part of them is precious.
[Not dead?]
No, it seems like she's unconscious.
[I know, can we plunder the money from those ladies' rooms? These things aren't worth much.]