Rebirth: Charming Qingluo

The Chiang lightly knocked twice on the door, and a shout came from inside, "Didn't I tell you guys to come one by one, just wait." Looks like the situation isn't looking good. Chiang's mouth curved even more, he really wanted to see Master Zheng's unlucky face.

"It's me, Zheng Mingrui. I'm coming in." Without waiting for Master Zheng to reply, Chiang immediately opened the door and entered the room, closing the door enthusiastically.

"Who let you in? You're in the courtyard of someone else's house, isn't it rude to just barge in?" Master Zheng was currently in a bad mood, he did not have the mood to bother with Chiang, and he did not hold back when speaking.

"Why? I'm not in a good mood. I want to see what kind of trouble our Lord Zheng can get himself into. I've heard that Lord Zheng doesn't easily lose his temper. He's a peaceful person."

felt his chest suffocating as he was stopped by Chiang's words. He suppressed the anger in his heart and decided to ignore this person who had found fault with him.

"Go on." Master Zheng pointed at the people kneeling on the ground. As more and more information was passed on, Master Zheng's complexion naturally became worse and worse.

The other time, it was my turn to make clothes for the young misses. The young miss and the Second Miss had four sets of clothes, the three of us made them, and we thought that the third young miss would also have four sets.

Everyone will make four sets, neither impartial nor contentious. However, the fabric and the list that they sent said that the young miss and Second Miss will each have five sets, while the third young miss only has one set.

"Furthermore, the fabric is made of the lowest quality silk. It's useless and will break with a single scratch. It can't even compare to good cotton …"

No one in the room spoke, only the attendant beside him was quickly recording the confession. He did not notice that the faces of the two lords in the room had turned green.

"I was just whispering to those two sisters, how could there be a young lady at home wearing such clothes? In the end, my sisters hurriedly covered my mouth."

"The two of them whispered to me that this was still okay. In the past, when we made clothes, there was no part in it for Third Miss. According to the wives in the backyard, Third Miss has always been wearing old clothes."

"And it might not even be someone's old clothes. I said that the Third Miss' clothes couldn't even match up to the girls' clothes. I was wondering how a lady could be like this. Even if she was acting for an outsider, it wouldn't be this tragic."

"That sister said, are you playing dumb or are you really stupid? In such a big garden, have you ever seen Third Miss? If I said no, it's probably because you haven't met her."

"She already said that I was too naive, you never thought about how you could frequently meet Eldest Miss and Second Miss, I really didn't think about this problem, who would think about this?"

"She told me because Third Young Miss was grounded and had been confined in that lousy garden at the back of the estate, not allowing her to come out …"

"Pa ~ ~" Chiang threw the teacup in his hand onto the ground and looked at Master Zheng furiously. However, when he looked over, he could not release his anger.

Master Zheng's eyes were bloodshot, the veins on his forehead were popping out, but he still bit his lips and did not speak. With blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, Chiang could only sigh helplessly.

The atmosphere in the room was so heavy that it made people panic. After a long while, Master Zheng finally spoke, "Continue." The silence in the voice was so stifling that it made one's mouth ache.

"Servant, this servant has nothing else to say." Seeing Master Zheng's current state, Xiu Niang was naturally too scared to continue speaking. He was really afraid that if Master Zheng got angry, his own life would be taken.

"You've already thought about it carefully, and you don't have anything to explain to me? "Don't let anyone else think of something. If you continue to talk about it, you might have forgotten. I don't have that many opportunities to leave it to you." Master Zheng's tone was terrifyingly plain.

I think it's the autumn of the previous year. The Third Miss did not make any clothes for two years, and Mother Song suddenly said that the Madam had sent a note asking for a new coat for the Third Miss. "

She handed this job over to the Liu family, and I had a chance. I heard them mumbling, where are we going to find some cotton wool? How could this thing fall under our coats?

Flowery? In other words, the rumors were all true? Master Jiang did not know how to react to all of this, but his head started to feel dizzy. He could only hold onto the armrest and sat there in a daze.

He then looked at the people coming and going in front of him. The servants who were kneeling outside had been brought out by someone else, and they came in waves after waves without end. The words they said were even more unheard-of.

It turned out that the darkness that he imagined was far from what he heard right now. From then on, he lost faith in human nature, and when Chiang finally regained his consciousness, the room was already dark. Master Zheng sat beside him silently.

"What are you going to do?" Chiang felt that this was not his voice anymore. It sounded so strange, as if someone had blocked his throat with a rock.

"What else can we do? We've sold them all." The voice of the Master Zheng was so mute that it was terrifying, the Chiang's heart softened. Although this Master Zheng was hateful, when all of these dark events unfolded before his eyes, he truly felt that this Master Zheng was very pitiful.

It was as if his existence was just to cover up the ugliness, and the entire rise and fall of the mansion had nothing to do with him. His glory outside was just a curtain.

Just like the group of people who were singing, outside the curtain, there was a bright and beautiful stage. But inside the curtain, there was only noisy human voices, messy artifacts, dirty costumes and the stench of sweat mixed within.

"You're just going to let it go like this?" Even if she was, Qing Luo had already suffered. Chiang was not willing to let it go so easily.

"All of them were beaten, the heaviest was beaten, the lightest one was beaten, 20 of them were beaten, they did not give any medicine, they lived and died with their lives, those who were able to survive, they were all sold."

Chiang was speechless. He suddenly rejoiced that his Qingluo was still alive. Although she was a little thin and weak, she was still very healthy.

If any of these damned servants were to succeed, then his Qingluo would disappear. Thinking of this, Chiang didn't even have the mood to scold them, he only wanted to see Qingluo, to be sure that she was really good.

"I'm going to the backyard." After she casually muttered those words, Chiang got up and walked back to her room. Master Zheng followed him but couldn't stand properly.

"Wait for me, I'm coming too." The manservant behind him had managed to support Master Zheng in time. He did not fall, but he did not care about his own discomfort as he hurriedly shouted at Jiang Huairen, who was in front of him.

"You know where I'm going, so you still insist on following me?" Chiang's face was filled with impatience. Although this fellow looked quite pitiful, but if she were to just forgive him, Chiang would still be unable to do so.

However, the hatred in his heart had lessened a lot. If it were him, how could he have felt after being scammed for so many years? What was he thinking about? His wife was a good person, so she wouldn't do such a thing.

Furthermore, he himself was also someone who could see clearly, he would definitely not be like him. It was lamentable for others to keep it in the dark and pretend to be blind, while he couldn't see clearly. Thinking about it this way, Chiang suddenly felt that his image was really big.

Facing this pitiful and lowly living Master Zheng, who at this moment had absolute mental advantage, Chiang's sympathy was even stronger.

"Look at Qingluo, how could I not know? I want to go as well." How could Master Zheng not understand Chiang's feelings at this moment? When he heard those dog slaves expose each other, she couldn't help but feel pain in her heart and wanted to come over to see Qingluo immediately.

However, before he could finish what he wanted to do, he was afraid that he would miss something. Although he was worried, he endured until now.

"You're still so slow if you know to look at Qingluo. I don't know how you became a father or how you are so absent-minded towards your daughter."

He stopped and looked at Master Zheng, who kept muttering to himself as if he was unable to vent the anger and depression in his heart.

"Chiang is walking in front, I can keep up." Hearing Master Zheng's words, the Chiang snorted coldly, turned around, and walked away quickly.

At this moment, Master Zheng was following behind Chiang. Looking at his hurried footsteps, he couldn't help but wonder if he had ever been worried, worried, piqued, or regretted so much for Qingluo.

He had even forgotten about her existence. Now that he went to see her, what sort of feelings did he have and what kind of face did he have? Actually, he had asked these two questions once more.

When Seventh Prince asked the first question, he directly answered it. When Chiang asked the second question, he also directly answered it.