The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

Qiao'er was even more miserable at this time. Last night, the lady said that she would sell off the maids in the yard and would not keep them for even a quarter of an hour longer.

They were pulled up early in the morning, counted, and after it was confirmed that there was no problem, they were tied up with their hands and dragged one by one into the pawnshop.

This was the second time Qiao'er had experienced this, but seeing those people pointing and talking, Qiao'er couldn't help but bury her face in her clothes.

Qiao'er's real name is Guan Xixi. She has just graduated from college half a year ago. Before graduation, she was looking forward to renting a house after graduation, living a happy life with a cat and a dog.

The reality is that God dealt her a heavy blow. She had to share a small room of 15 square meters, and going back was like being in prison.

Not to mention work, there is an unscrupulous boss and colleagues who are more cunning than a sieve. Guan Xixi is already socially anxious and doesn't want to associate with them.

Guan Xixi was like a zombie with all its energy sucked away every day. When she was slacking off in the toilet, she complained to her bestie about her unscrupulous boss, saying that the toilet had been leaking for several days but he hadn't hired anyone to fix it.

Suddenly, a shock rushed to his heart, Guan Xixi felt his body stiffen, and then he lost consciousness.

Before his death, Guan Xixi was still feeling lucky that he didn't take off his pants while slacking off, otherwise he would have to contribute to entertainment news after his death.

Thinking of this, Guan Xixi, also known as Qiao'er, kept cursing the crappy company in her heart. It was probably because the electrical wires had just been renovated and were not handled properly. The water level in the toilet was already a bit high, and now it had turned from modern cattle and horses into ancient cattle and horses.

When Qiao'er first came here, she was still thinking that for a top student like her to come here was like a dragon entering the river.

I naively thought that I was the legendary chosen one. Alas, I won’t say anymore.

There is no such thing as a chosen one. If you can't even fill your stomach, you will be beaten if you don't do your job well in this place.

Qiao'er still has scars on her body left by the former head nanny, it's so painful.

Qiao'er's tears were streaming down her face, but she held them back, unable to cry.

If he is discovered by the gangsters, he will be beaten up again.

Qiao'er has learned her lesson. Sometimes she wonders if this is a dream. She hopes that when she wakes up she can return to that little house.

"Walk faster, lazy Ni Nong."

The pawnbroker whipped those who walked slowly and said something slang. Just now, the pawnbroker sent someone to say that they wanted to select a maid with quick hands and feet, so he quickly sent the person over.

Qiao'er didn't understand, but she knew it wasn't a good thing.

After hurrying to the brokerage shop, Qiao'er stood with them in front of a special wooden ramp, with her hands tied to the ramp like an animal, waiting for someone to come and make a selection.

Qiao'er looked at Yazi, who had been so arrogant just now, and was now nodding and bowing as he came over with someone.

Duan Jing'an brought Meng Da here, planning to buy a maid to take care of his brother-in-law.

Shen Xianli is now lying unconscious in the carriage. The doctor told him that the whip wounds on his body should be washed three times a day, morning, noon and evening. It is so hot today that it is easy to cause infection.

This morning, when Meng Hai was wiping Shen Xianli's body, he didn't control the strength well. Not only did a lot of blood come out, but the pain also made the unconscious Shen Xianli's face turn extremely pale.

Duan Jing'an and Li Zhi both brought first-rate thugs with them. They were good at fighting, but they couldn't do any care work. They were all rough and tumble.

Duan Jing'an and Li Zhi saw that this was not going to work and they had to find a maid.

At this time, Qiao'er was being held down by Yazi's chin, and her mouth was being pried open to look at her teeth.

Others were checking nails or measuring height.

Duan Jing'an glanced around and said nothing.

The courier knew at a glance that this person was either rich or noble, and that he couldn't afford to offend him. He could only say in a gentle way, "This is a new batch, all very skillful. What do you think of them, sir?"

Duan Jing'an winked at Meng Da, who glanced at her and pointed casually, "Let's pick her."

She's just a caregiver, so just pick someone you like.

The broker quickly had the rope untied. Qiao'er didn't expect that she would be "sold" so soon.

Meng Da threw ten taels of silver to the agent and asked, "Is that enough?"

Yazi showed his yellowed teeth and took the silver into his mouth and bit it.

"Oh, that's enough."

Without further ado, Duan Jing'an took his men and left.

The rest of the people looked at Qiao'er with envy, but felt sad that they didn't know where to go.

Qiao'er followed under the gaze of her former colleagues, and Meng Da told her what she was going to do.

This made Qiao'er feel relieved, and she thought that this family should be a good host.

Qiao'er felt that she should be able to write a book for herself, and the title of the book should be "The Past and Future Lives of Oxen and Horses".

Duan Jing'an and his group rushed to the capital, but something happened in the capital at this time.

In the morning court

"Your Majesty, I would like to impeach the head of the Ministry of Justice, Duan Jing'an, for his disregard for the law, his willful and reckless behavior, his absence from duty for three days without requesting leave from the chief official, and his refusal to attend to court affairs. He is truly unworthy of his position as a court official."

One person stepped forward to report, and when he mentioned Duan Jing'an, several people below changed their expressions.

Even the Emperor of Chu glanced sideways at the person who impeached him.

The man was feeling smug when he saw His Majesty looking at him, so he worked even harder to slander Duan Jing'an.

There was silence in the court. After he finished speaking, someone finally couldn't help but step forward.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to report this. I believe Lord Yang is mistaken. Everyone knows that when Marquis Duan's wife was ill, Lord Duan personally served her medicine and stayed by her side. This was an act of utmost sincerity and filial piety. Could it be that Lord Yang was unaware of this?"

Huang Jingtong stepped forward to defend Duan Jing'an, saying that Duan Jing'an was his brother-in-law and now that he was being impeached, he should stand up to protect him.

The last rhetorical question was a satire on Lord Yang. After all, who doesn't have an old mother? He couldn't even accompany his mother when she was sick, and he would be impeached for doing so. Now some people looked at Yang Ju with a bad look.

How could Yang Ju not know this? He is not a fool. If he admitted it, he would only arouse public anger.

"Master Huang and Master Duan are relatives by marriage, so they will naturally speak in his favor."

Yang Ju refused to pay attention, holding the sign in his hand and looking straight ahead.

Huang Jingtong was about to speak when he was stopped by Huang Fengding. Seeing his father shaking his head slightly, Huang Jingtong stopped talking with some frustration.

Emperor Chu looked at the two of them, then glanced around.

"What do you think, my dear ministers?"

The Emperor of Chu's voice sounded, neither sad nor happy. Yang Ju felt excited in his heart. His Majesty's tone must be a little dissatisfied.

The ministers looked at each other, and then several more came forward.

Either Duan Jing'an is extremely filial, or he should not let personal feelings interfere with official business.

"If anyone were to arbitrarily request leave for family matters, the court would be in chaos. I believe we should severely punish them and put an end to this practice!"

What?! Most officials thought the person who said that was crazy!

This means that in the future, requests for leave will have to go through layers of approval. If someone in your family is seriously ill, you can probably hold the funeral directly after you get the leave.

As he was thinking this, someone spoke out. The person who spoke was Xie Qingyang, the top scorer who passed the imperial examination in the same year as Duan Jingan.