Nanxing opened the car curtain.
Pomegranate was kneeling on the ground, her cheeks were red from the cold, and there were a few streaks of red bloodshot eyes. Not only was she dressed in tatters, but she also had more than a dozen patches on her clothes, and her hair was torn out in a mess.
She is completely different from her former days as a first-class maid in the old lady's yard.
Zhen Qingyin's eyes moved slightly, she put down her chopsticks, frowned and asked: "Sister Pomegranate, what's going on? Come to the car and talk."
Pomegranate kowtowed and timidly said: "My slave is dirty, so I don't dare to dirty the girl's carriage. Girl..."
She raised her head, revealing a miserable face. The corners of her mouth were broken and blood was oozing out.
Apparently he got slapped somewhere.
She looked at Zhen Qingyin like she was looking at the last straw, and tears fell down her face.
Zhen Qingyin looked at Nan Xing questioningly: "What happened? When we left the house, wasn't Sister Pomegranate still waiting for the old lady?"
Nan Xing replied: "Girl, that day the old lady let the young master go out of the ancestral hall. The young master had a high fever that night, and the old lady was soft-hearted. Whatever he asked for, the old lady agreed. The young master asked the old lady to drive away the pomegranates, and the old lady came to him the next day. Pomegranate was driven away. The pomegranate that the girl thought was still serving the old lady was actually another maid."
Zhen Qingyin remembered.
There are no soft-seeded pomegranates, no seedless watermelons, and no seedless grapes at the moment.
In order to beg for a grandson, the maids around the old lady were either called pomegranates, or called pumpkins, watermelons, grapes, and papayas. The previous batch of maids were directly called red dates, peanuts, longans, and green lotus.
Among them, Pomegranate has been with the old lady the longest. Ever since Zhen Qingyin can remember, there have been four maids named Pomegranate beside the old lady.
Thinking about it carefully, after the farce that day, she had indeed only heard the old lady mention Pomegranate's name to people around her, but she had never seen Pomegranate's person.
Seeing Zhen Qingyin nodding her head, Nan Xing continued: "Pomegranate returned home. Her parents were nice to her at first, but they defrauded her of her money and wanted to sell her to an old landowner in her sixties as a concubine. One hundred and sixty taels of silver. Pomegranate refused and made a fuss about hanging herself and jumping into a well.
Her parents were frightened and gave up the idea. Unexpectedly, the young master of our family remembered her, set up a bet, tricked her brother into losing everything, and even signed a five hundred taels of silver with his fingerprint. of IOU. The young master doesn't want any money, but only pomegranates. Let her brother sell her into a brothel and the matter will be settled.
Her brother knew that she had offended the official son, and he was implicated. He first beat her, and then he and her father hurriedly dragged her towards the unclean place.
Pomegranate escaped halfway and bumped into me. She begged my slave for help. The slave couldn't bear it, so she brought her back to see the girl. "
Pomegranate knelt on the ground, sobbing softly.
Nan Xing looked at herself helplessly.
Zhen Qingyin sighed.
It seemed that both of them believed that it was she who caused Pomegranate to end up like this, and she should take action to save Pomegranate.
Zhen Qingyin obviously does not agree with this view.
Evil people are too evil, and it is too difficult to change evil people. It is too difficult to press the evil person's head and bear the consequences. If not, it may even set you on fire and attract the evil person's revenge, so you bully honest people and let honest people bear the consequences.
People who don't know the truth and don't dare to do anything to evil people will loudly blame honest people for doing something wrong, being irresponsible and not kind.
In fact, it is just bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
But, forget it, just don’t commit any sins before becoming a monk.
After all, Pomegranate's fate has something to do with her.
Zhen Qingyin first asked softly: "Pomegranate, if you follow me, from now on, you will have to sever ties with your family, and you will no longer be able to give them half a penny. You will have to treat yourself as if you have been reincarnated again. From now on, they will Poverty, wealth, death, disability, prosperity, it has nothing to do with you anymore."
Shiliu looked up in surprise, with tears streaming down her face. She didn't expect Zhen Qingyin to agree to take her in so easily, nor did she expect Zhen Qingyin to be so ruthless and cold-hearted.
No woman in this world dares to completely sever ties with her parents and brothers.
That is no different from uprooting those flowers, grass, and saplings.
Pomegranate is desperate. She doesn't want to enter a brothel and spend her whole life sleeping with thousands of people and riding on horses without ever seeing the light of day.
"Girl, I am willing." Pomegranate kowtowed three times, wiped her tears, and showed determination on her face.
"Okay, from now on, you will be renamed Du Ruo, and you will be my maid. Remember, you are not your parents', you are your own. Your brother is not your backer, you are your backer."
Du Ruo was surprised again and panicked.
Is she her own?
Is she her backer?
How?
Zhen Qingyin called two guards from the Duke's Palace and asked the guards to accompany Nan Xing and Du Ruo to the clothing store, and first change out of Du Ruo's tattered clothes.
She had lunch, and Yin Ruzhu came back, very interested, and told her about Linglong Pavilion.
"I really didn't expect that Liuli could be so beautiful. And the mirror is better than the bronze mirror. When I look in that mirror, it's so clear. I feel how old I am. The bronze mirror is a little blurry, but it makes the finer details on my face appear. The lines have been smoothed away..."
She touched her face and lamented that time was like a butcher's knife. She became happy again and talked about the glazed luminous cups, glazed dishes, glazed windows, glazed vases, glazed jewelry, glazed forbidden steps in the store...
Finally, he sighed and said, "Unfortunately, the finished products are not sold in the store now. They are only displayed for everyone to see. After placing an order and paying a deposit, they said they would definitely deliver it to every house before New Year's Eve. Look, what they are holding in their hands The paper is the proof of order.”
Zhen Qingyin listened patiently and asked with a smile: "Has aunt placed an order?"
"It's down, why not? The dignitaries in the capital have gone to place orders. I don't believe that Linglong Pavilion dared to defraud so many people of their money. If it really ran away, the dignitaries would submit a memorial. The emperor turned the capital upside down and wanted to dig out the boss. Everyone. If you buy it, I won’t buy it. If you visit relatives during the New Year, won’t that make people look down upon you?”
Yin Ruzhu showed the order receipt to Zhen Qingyin.
Zhen Qingyin took it and scanned the price, quantity, and final total, her heart pounding.
Ten thousand taels!
Throwing aside the cost, the cost is a thousand taels, and the prince will make a profit of 7,200 taels!
A huge profit indeed!
The system said happily: [Host, look, just a piece of glass can make you rich overnight! Just counting your aunt, you will receive one thousand eight hundred taels in every minute! Look at the long queue. How much money will you make on this day? Oh my god, the male protagonist is so handsome! Host, hurry up and do the task, the richest man is waving to you! 】
Zhen Qingyin: "..."
Shouldn't it be said that the male protagonist is too black-hearted?
How could he get rid of such a large amount of dirty money!
Yin Ruzhu felt a pain in spending money, but thinking that those beautiful glazed products would be available soon, she smiled happily and said:
"Liu glaze is an imported product and has always been expensive. Today's batch in Linglong Pavilion looks more exquisite and clear than the imported products in the past. Qingyin, I also ordered a batch for you and a special batch for your mother. Glazed Buddha beads..."
Yin Ruzhu's words suddenly paused.
Because Zhen Qingyin pulled out a small box from under the seat. The box was opened and there were exquisite colored glazes placed in grids inside.
More refined than the ones she'd seen in the store.
