Marry another wife, the mistress of the marquisate will not serve you anymore

Gu Qingye's pupils suddenly shrank, not knowing what she was up to, and said tremblingly:

"Sister-in-law, I, I, I am penniless. How can I have all my assets?"

Song Wanyin's long eyelashes fluttered up and down like butterfly wings:

“As the second son of the Gu family, you should have a share of the family property.

As long as you are willing to give me the property that was allocated to you in the will made by the old marquis.

I might consider rejecting the group of creditors outside the door for you this time."

Gu Qingye looked embarrassed. As the tree grows bigger, it branches out; as people grow older, they separate their families. Children who have not started their own families are not allowed to take possession of the family property.

Basically all of the Gu family’s property was kept in a secret compartment in the mother’s bedroom, which was locked with layers of keys from the outside.

Except for Gu Qingchen who has exclusive privileges and possesses the spare key, no one can touch it.

"Sister-in-law, can you please be flexible?

Apart from this matter, I can satisfy you in everything else."

Seeing how timid he was, Song Wanyin frowned and said:

"Then there is no need for us to waste our breath here, just go back.

But let me remind you.

Once you get out, you will face a cruel reality that is likely to be very dangerous."

Gu Qingye knew very well that once he got out, he would be skinned and tortured by those creditors.

Seeing her turn around and leave without looking back, he panicked and quickly grabbed her skirt, begging:

"Sister-in-law, I, I, I have been wearing a golden lock since I was a child.

My father gave it to me when it was just one month old.

This golden lock was a longevity lock made by the most famous goldsmith in the capital city at that time.

It means a lot to me, I'll mortgage it to you first.

As for the property in my name that you mentioned, I can find a way to get those house and land deeds."

Song Wanyin snorted softly, and he was so scared that he immediately let go of her hand. He knelt there timidly, with his head down, not daring to look her in the eye.

"That's fine. If you ask someone to do something for you, you should make a statement instead of using moral blackmail.

As the saying goes, money can make the world go round.

It’s a pity that Gu Qingchen pretended not to understand this truth all his life.”

Seeing that she finally agreed, Gu Qingye immediately reached into his collar, took off the gold lock from his neck, and handed it to her:

"Sister-in-law, I regard this golden lock as important as my life.

I hope you can save me from this disaster today for its sake."

Song Wanyin reached out to take the golden lock, weighed it in her hand, and found it was indeed heavy. She opened her red lips and said:

"Just this once, never happen again."

Gu Qingye nodded quickly and swore:

"I promise I won't mess around again."

Song Wanyin took Tiancheng to the gate, ready to get rid of the creditors so as not to disturb her peace.

Sweet Orange said angrily along the way:

“Girl, why did you agree to help Brother Ye clean up this mess?

Have you forgotten that the Gu family never cared about your kindness?

Why should we put our faces on others' cold butts? "

Song Wanyin knew what was going on and smiled faintly:

“I’m not making this contribution for free. Even though this gold lock is not priceless, it’s enough to buy a few shops.

What's more, the most urgent thing is that I want to tear the Gu family apart and make up for the shortfall in my dowry bit by bit."

Tian Cheng suddenly realized what was going on, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praised:

"High, it is high!"

When they arrived at the gate, they saw several maids and servants pushing against the vermilion lacquered door with all their strength. The door was being smashed with loud clanging sounds and was about to fall apart.

Song Wanyin spoke calmly:

"Open the door."

The maids and servants looked at each other and immediately pulled open the bolt. The door was instantly pushed open by the creditors, who fell to the ground with their limbs spread out.

"Ouch, my old waist."

"Who of you stepped on my foot?"

"Don't press on me, you're killing me."

"Who is sitting on my head? Is he trying to suffocate me?"

Tiancheng saw that they were so arrogant just now, but in the blink of an eye, they became like a turtle with its shell turned over, struggling with all four limbs.

"My daughter is here, why don't you hurry up and pay your respects."

Upon hearing this, the group of creditors raised their heads one by one, and what they saw was a dignified and virtuous figure, with an innate noble air.

In the past, whenever the Gu family was in debt, she was the one who spent money to settle the debt, so naturally they regarded her as the God of Wealth.

The creditors, all grinning, immediately stood up, staggering from side to side.

Among them was an old procuress, who was heavily smeared with rouge and powder, waving a silk handkerchief in her hand and smiling apologetically:

"Hey, look, isn't this the mistress of the Hou family?

Bu'er is sorry to bother you this time. Please be magnanimous and don't take it to heart.

The fourth young master of your family specifically requested the courtesan of our brothel to serve him, and he has been in arrears with the payment for three months.

I owe you three thousand taels of silver in total. If I can't get the money back today, how can I continue my business?"

Song Wanyin smelled the strong fragrance on her body, which was extremely pungent, and couldn't help but frowned:

"You stay away from me."

The madam put away the handkerchief with an embarrassed look on her face, took a step back, and her face drooped.

The gambling house owner also bared his gap teeth, came forward, and said with a ghostly look:

"My dear lady, I have no other choice but to come here to collect the debt.

Look, this thick stack is all IOUs written by the fourth young master of your family.

In total, he owed gambling debts of five thousand taels of silver.

If I don't get this money today, I will just stay here."

Song Wanyin was almost suffocated by his bad breath. She raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose and said:

"Stay away from me too."

The smile on the gambling house owner's face instantly froze to the corners of his mouth, and he stepped back, angry but not daring to say anything.

The madam and the boss were secretly squeezing each other out, and neither was willing to stand at the back.

The rest included restaurant owners, inn owners, and teahouse owners. Each of them held a thick stack of IOUs in his hands, looking cautious and submissive.

Song Wanyin said coldly:

"You guys go back first, all these debts will be registered in the name of the Marquis.

When he has some free time in the future, he will pay off the debt he owes you."

When the creditors heard this, their faces suddenly changed and they started talking about it.

Judging from their attitude, no one is willing to leave and they will not give up until they get the money.

Song Wanyin was annoyed and said:

"When have I ever lied to you? Didn't I pay off all the debts that the Gu family owed you?

However, today is different from the past, the Marquis still has the final say in the Marquis' Mansion.

You can come to him to settle these debts later."

From now on, let Gu Qingchen have a taste of this kind of thankless task.

Seeing that they looked frustrated, Tiancheng secretly lamented that her master was becoming more and more decisive in his actions, which was very similar to the behavior of a certain person.

As the saying goes, he who keeps company with vermilion becomes red, and he who keeps company with ink becomes black.

Ever since his master had more contact with Xiao Jingheng, he was no longer the little lamb who was submissive and allowed to be bullied.