Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

The morning light is dim and the birds are singing softly.

At the back door of Zhang's house, a plain carriage was parked quietly. The coachman leaned against the wall of the carriage with his eyes closed. He was in his forties, dressed in ordinary clothes, and had an ordinary appearance. He was like a glass of boiled water, colorless and tasteless, with nothing to attract attention.

"Squeak~Ya~" The back door of Zhang's house slowly opened, and two teenagers about twelve or thirteen years old walked out quickly.

The driver suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing before his gaze returned to a pair of calm, unruffled eyes. He could tell at a glance that the two young men were women disguised as men, their disguises crude and only capable of fooling ordinary people.

The young man walking in front looked at the carriage and was very satisfied: "Is this the carriage arranged by my adoptive father? Not bad, not bad. A carriage like this will not attract attention."

The driver stepped forward and saluted, then respectfully replied, "I am the groom of the mansion. My humble name is Zouping. The master has sent me to take the young lady to Jiazhou Prefecture to do some business."

Late last night, Master Zhang came to Zouping and asked him to escort Xie Qingli to Jiazhou Prefecture. His words were filled with his deep love for Xie Qingli and his deep concern for her safety. Zouping had known Master Zhang for many years. Master Zhang was a man of great loyalty and open-mindedness, and he had never shown such sentimental feelings, which was quite unusual.

A few days ago, two rickshaw drivers had spread a rumor that the eldest daughter had bewitched Master Zhang. Zou Ping had scoffed at the time, but now he was starting to believe it. Master Zhang had saved his life, and the two of them had a deep friendship that spanned many years. He would never allow anyone to harm Master Zhang.

Xie Qingli bowed slightly to Zouping and said, "Since this is my adoptive father's arrangement, I'm sorry for the hard work on this journey, Uncle Ping!" After that, he took Chunya into the carriage. Zouping was slightly surprised. The fact that this young lady could treat a servant like him with such courtesy must mean that she was either very well-educated or very cunning.

The carriage looked ordinary on the outside, but it was a different world on the inside. It was spacious and comfortable, and the decorations were all exquisite. Master Zhang's good intentions were evident. Xie Qingli lifted the curtain and looked back at the Zhang Mansion. This was her home now, with many relatives who loved her. Although she was only away for a few days, her heart was filled with reluctance to leave.

Xie Qingli ordered Zouping to drive the carriage to the dry well.

After coming to the well and checking carefully, Xie Qingli found no signs that anyone had been there. He lifted the thatch and looked down, and saw Mrs. Zhang still lying at the bottom of the well, tied up and intact.

After a night of fear and torture, Mrs. Zhang had thought that this dry well would be her burial place. She had already given up the struggle and quietly waited for death. Suddenly, a beam of light cast from the wellhead. In the backlight, she couldn't see who was at the wellhead, but even if it was that bitch, Mrs. Zhang would be happy. The dampness, darkness, and silence at the bottom of the well were almost torturing her madness. As long as she could get out, she would do anything.

Just as Xie Qingli was about to jump down to retrieve the person, Zou Ping had already arrived at the well's edge. He said, "Miss, let this old servant do it," and silently dropped to the bottom. He lifted Mrs. Zhang with one hand, and using the well's wall for leverage, he easily returned to the surface.

Xie Qingli's eyes darkened slightly. This man's Qinggong skills were extremely high, even better than his own. Yet, such a master was working as a mere groom in the Zhang residence. What was his intention? Did his adoptive father know his background?

"Miss, how do you deal with this old woman?" Zou Ping carried Old Woman Zhang as easily as if he were carrying a bundle.

"Please put Uncle Ping in the carriage!" Xie Qingli pointed at the carriage. Zou Ping walked to the carriage in two or three steps and quickly threw Mrs. Zhang into the carriage.

In the carriage, Chunya was dozing off lightly when suddenly something flew in and rolled twice before she could see clearly that it was an old woman. The old woman stared at Chunya with her cloudy eyes. Chunya was startled and couldn't help but screaming.

Xie Qingli got on the carriage, Chunya sat down next to Xie Qingli, and looked at the old woman in front of her. She found that except for the pleading and fear in her eyes and the slight peculiar smell on her body, she was no different from an ordinary old woman.

Chunya lowered her voice: "Young... Master, is this the bad guy you were talking about yesterday? She looks like an ordinary old woman, not a bad guy!" Her eyes were full of pity.

"Bad people don't have the word 'bad' written on their faces. Some people look ferocious, but they might actually be kind people who fight violence and protect the innocent; others look kind, but they might be murderers and arsonists." Xie Qingli patiently counseled, "Appearance can be deceptive, so to judge whether someone is good or bad, you can't use your eyes, but your brain."

Zou Ping, who was outside the car, heard the conversation inside the car clearly. He didn't expect that the young lady could understand such a truth at such a young age.

Chunya was confused when she heard this. Xie Qingli took out the two indentures from Mrs. Zhang and recounted her story of what Mrs. Zhang had done.

It was only then that Mrs. Zhang finally realized that the person before her was not the young master at all, but that vile girl. Recalling her experiences that night, Mrs. Zhang's chest was filled with rage. She wanted to curse Xie Qingli with the most vicious words, but after trying for a long time, she could not utter a single sound. She could only glare at Xie Qingli with a ferocious face.

"Look, I wanted to give her another chance today, but she showed no remorse. Bad people don't suddenly turn good." Xie Qingli sneered, "If I didn't happen to know some martial arts, I'd be crying out in Baihua Tower with no response, while this old woman is gloating over the silver."

This picture appeared in Chunya's mind, and she couldn't help but shudder. Xie Qingli patted Chunya's back soothingly: "So, you can't be soft-hearted towards bad people, they are not worth it." These words seemed to be said to Chunya, but in fact they were said to herself. The road of revenge does not allow her to be kind, let alone weak.

Chunya nodded vigorously, kicked Mrs. Zhang twice, and cursed, "You old woman, how dare you sell my young... young master? You deserve to die." She asked angrily, "Young master, what should we do with this old woman? How about I beat her to death?"

Xie Qingli smiled slightly: "Of course it's an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. Since she wants to sell me, then let's sell her." He shook the indenture in his hand: "It's easy to sell her with the indenture. But at her age, I'm afraid the brothels won't want her. I can only try my luck at the pawnshop."

Chunya applauded, but Mrs. Zhang felt hopeless.

Xie Qingli carefully kept the indenture of Zhang Po's granddaughter. Although Zhang Po was hateful, her granddaughter was innocent and should not be harmed by this incident for the rest of her life.

Outside the car, Zouping sneered inwardly. The young lady said she couldn't be soft-hearted, but she still chose to leave the old woman a way out. Who knew if she would come out and do evil again in the future? A truly ruthless person would have killed the old woman immediately, cutting off the root of the problem and eliminating future troubles.

However, Zouping was somewhat happy in his heart. The eldest lady was not lacking in wisdom and ability. She was kind-hearted and not a vicious person. At present, she seemed to be a good girl. Master Zhang had good vision.

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As the sun was setting, Xie Qingli and others finally arrived at Jiazhou City.

There were fewer people in the afternoon, making it a good time to act. Zou Ping drove the carriage directly to the shop, stopped it steadily, and respectfully said to the carriage, "Sir, we have arrived. Please get off."

Xie Qingli lifted the car curtain and saw a huge sign that was actually a pawn shop. Xie Qingli didn't ask to go to the pawn shop. She glanced at Zou Ping. Who was this man? She was getting more and more curious.

A few people walked into the pawnshop. There were not many people inside, only a few people gathered in the corner whispering.

A man who looked like a manager came forward and said, "Young master, what do you need? I have maids, servants, old women, and managers here, and I will definitely satisfy you." Seeing that Xie Qingli was well-dressed, he concluded that he was a young man from a wealthy family who came to buy someone.

Xie Qingli waved the folding fan in his hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "I have a woman to sell here, I wonder if the steward is interested?"