The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

"That sounds a bit..."

"Nonsense, there has never been such a saying since ancient times."

A rather old-fashioned old lady spoke out.

"I'm just curious, so I'm asking. I've seen farmers say, 'You reap what you sow.' If you plant cucumbers, you won't get cabbages, right? If you plant a son, you won't get three daughters. And if you plant daughters, no sons will grow in the field either. Don't you think that's the truth?"

Seeing everyone lost in thought, Song Shengfu sighed and continued, "I've been thinking about our youngest son giving birth to a son. I've been praying to the gods these days, and suddenly this thought came to me. What do you think? Should I prescribe some medicine for my son and have him drink more? Will that give me a grandson?"

I'm sorry Jing'an, people who achieve great things don't care about trivial matters, right?

These old ladies have also experienced things, and after Song Shengfu said this, they can all think of the key point.

When doing that, doesn't the man have to put that thing inside their body so that they can get pregnant?

Thinking of this, it was like opening up the Ren and Du meridians in an instant.

Perhaps the previous ideas were too deeply rooted, so when they heard such things, their first reaction was disbelief.

"That's true, but there was no such saying in the past. Our ancestors never said it before. We can't disbelieve what our ancestors said."

Everyone nodded. Although they said so, the doubtful and hesitant expressions on their faces betrayed them.

"Oh! I was just saying it casually. It suddenly occurred to me. Maybe our ancestors never studied this kind of thing before. I just said it casually, casually."

Just mention it briefly and don't go into details.

It is better to think more than to talk more. Start a conversation and let them think about the rest.

Song Shengfu didn't think that what she said today would make them realize any problems. She just wanted to create suspense on the topic. When everyone talked about it in private, some people who didn't believe it gradually began to believe it.

Moreover, she is among this group of old ladies, who are the most gossipy people, and is the one who has the final say at home. Isn't she the best listener and disseminator?

Let the doubts grow and then take root.

"That old man Ge you just mentioned, he sold his daughter-in-law and newborn granddaughter. If he can't have a son, won't his family lineage be cut off?"

Song Shengfu changed the subject. Her words just now had shocked the group of old ladies.

Now that the topic has been brought up, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. If they had continued thinking about this, it would have been disastrous.

"That's right. If you ask me, it's the Ge family's fault. They have no conscience. Last time I went to their house to repair the iron pot at home, they charged me three hundred yuan."

"It's so expensive, I'm still planning to use the stove at home."

The two men curled their lips, looking unhappy. Whose money came from the wind? Three taels of silver, if saved, would be enough to feed the family for a month.

"The most pitiful one was Jiao Niang. She was bought for 500 copper coins and sold for one tael of silver. She was still in confinement when she was sold. She was tied up with a hemp rope, holding her child, and sent to the Salesian Church."

What? Salesian Church, isn't that her property?

Song Shengfu leaned over and asked, "What is the Salesian Hall?"

Mother Qi took a quick look and thought to herself that the old lady was really good at pretending.

"You don't even know about Ciyutang? Oh, right, you're not from the capital. Ciyutang is the one opened by the Duan Bo Mansion we just talked about. It even received a reward from His Majesty."

Song Shengfu showed a look of surprise at the right moment, "Really? Then what is it for? Charity? I have some money, do you want me to donate some, just as a way to gather blessings?"

No one likes to hear this, as it's like showing off how rich you are. But this woman is stupid and rich, and she is obviously stupid at first glance.

"That's not necessary. The mansion is so large, there's no need for you to donate money."

Someone sitting opposite Song Shengfu said this.

"Yes, you don't know how many people Duan Bofu took in during the great disaster two years ago. We privately estimated that they paid tens of thousands of taels of silver."

"Really?"

"Yes, I can tell lies!"

Song Shengfu was surprised, but the corners of her mouth twitched. Otherwise, the people would have to rely on the Xiaolingtong.

Don't be fooled by their usual appearance. In fact, they are all paying attention to what's happening in Beijing in private.

On that occasion, the Salesian Hall indeed sold more than ten thousand taels of silver. People came in to buy silver every day, basically women, children, the elderly and the young. It was a problem to feed so many people.

Later, some strong women were selected. Some of the hills in the city were barren, so they were simply sent to open up the wasteland. Some of the younger ones were given some jobs to do, focusing on the rational allocation of resources.

Both the young and the old were placed on the farm.

It is definitely not possible not to work. Although the Bo Mansion has a lot of industries, there are so many people that they have to consume half a month's output of the farm in one day.

Not to mention that many of them are sick and need to take medicine, see a doctor and take good care of themselves, all of which are expenses.

"Let me tell you, the old lady of the Duanbo Mansion is a truly kindhearted person. Everyone privately calls her a living Bodhisattva. Haven't you seen those women wrapped in rags being dragged to the Salesian Church to be sold? There are also those so sick that they can't even stand up. All of them are taken in."

"Really? Are these people still alive? Will the Bo Mansion really save them?"

Mother Qi looked at the old lady who was too immersed in the play. She had seen people slandering others, but she had never seen anyone slandering herself.

Everyone else had an expression that said, "What do you know?" and started talking one after another.

"She's alive. Last time I went to Qingyun Temple to burn incense, there seemed to be a female student there. I saw a girl from afar. She used to live in the same courtyard as my family. She had a scary-looking head before, and she looked like she wouldn't live long. But that day I saw her. She was dressed so neatly, carrying a school bag, chatting and laughing with the people around her, and even riding in a carriage."