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Because she was in a good mood, Jiang Wansang fell asleep early. It was not until the next morning that Jiang Xiaodie told her the news that the second house had come to cause trouble.

"Last night, when my father came back, my mother took him to see my uncle. She said my cousin had sold her future daughter-in-law and wanted an explanation from my uncle."

"Before my mother even started crying, my uncle got furious and started scolding my father and mother back, even threatening to divide the family property!"

When talking about the humiliation suffered by the second branch last night, Jiang Xiaodie seemed to be in a very good mood, as if she had forgotten that she was from the second branch.

As a concubine's daughter, she had to live under the powerful and aggressive Liu, so she naturally suffered a lot. So she was of course happy to see Liu suffer.

Jiang Wansang sat on the recliner, swaying back and forth, listening to Jiang Xiaodie's story as if she were listening to an opera.

No wonder, with Liu's temper, she made a fuss last night, but Sang Ge didn't hear any movement. It turned out that Jiang Gaoyuan scolded her back.

It seems that when she asked Lin Tong to deal with those things yesterday, it had a significant deterrent effect, and Jiang Gaoyuan finally spoke up for her one day.

Just as Jiang Wansang showed a sarcastic smile on her face, she heard a familiar sigh in her ear, "Alas, it's all our fault for being born girls."

Jiang Wansang's expression became restrained and he glanced sideways.

Jiang Xiaodie didn't notice her gaze and continued to talk to herself, "My brother is my only son, and he's a useless piece of shit. If I were a man, I would have achieved more than my brother could ever hope to achieve, and my parents wouldn't have to work so hard."

She suddenly turned to look at Jiang Wansang, reminiscing. "Cousin, you should remember. When I was little, I learned to read and write faster than my brother. Even the teacher said I was smarter than most of his students."

"It's a pity that I'm a woman, unable to achieve great things and serve the court. It's a pity that I have so much talent, but I have no place to use it..."

Jiang Xiaodie's face was filled with sorrow, as if she had no place to display her talents.

Jiang Wansang remained lying on the chair from beginning to end. After hearing these words, she did not speak out to comfort him as she did before.

In the original owner's memory, Jiang Xiaodie was indeed very smart when she was young. She was the fastest at memorizing among her peers. She could even compose poems when others were still memorizing and learning to read.

Although her poetry skills were not very high, she was indeed better than most of her peers at that age.

But that's about it.

Later, Jiang Xiaodie began to become self-pitying and always acted as if "it's a pity that I'm a girl and destined to have my talent but not be recognized."

Like most geniuses who eventually fade away from the world, Jiang Xiaodie rarely writes poetry nowadays, and has no trace of her former talent for reading.

Every day, apart from lamenting the sorrow of being born a woman, she would talk about how smart she was in the past, which earned her the sympathy and pity of many people.

But Jiang Wansang had lived two lifetimes, so how could she not know what this person was really thinking?

It was just that she had run out of ideas, but was reluctant to give up the glory of being a "genius", so she found an excuse for herself that "women are inferior to men", and dragged the original owner into complaining with her.

To use Jiang Wansang's words from her previous life, Jiang Xiaodie was PUAing the original owner so that she could control the original owner and drive him around.

Jiang Xiaodie was completely oblivious to the disdainful looks from those around her, and was still complaining about the unfairness of fate.

Jiang Wansang wasn't interested in hearing her continue, so she asked directly, "I have to go out for something soon. Is there anything else I can do for you, cousin?"

Jiang Xiaodie was stunned by the sudden interruption and frowned slightly.

Her cousin had indeed changed her personality. She was not so cold to her before and never dared to interrupt her.

After all, he has gotten close to the Imperial Master, and he has become bolder!

A flash of jealousy flashed across Jiang Xiaodie's eyes, but after she restrained her expression, she looked like a loving sister again.

She pulled out an exquisite dark-printed invitation from her bosom. "This is from the Zhao family, the Supreme Court Justice. Miss Zhao is hosting an autumn banquet in a few days and has invited many prominent families. I brought the invitation to my cousin."

Jiang Wansang reached out to take it, opened it casually and took a look, and saw her name written side by side with Jiang Zihan's.

Jiang Wansang was a little surprised.

In the past, whenever there was a banquet held by the noble officials in the imperial city, they would send invitations to her, the daughter of the prime minister. But since Jiang Zihan, the real daughter, came back, she was almost no longer included in those invitations.

She was actually included in the Zhao family's autumn banquet?

Jiang Xiaodie had been observing her the entire time, so naturally she didn't miss her slightly surprised expression. She smiled and said, "I was also surprised when I saw the invitation. I didn't expect that Zhao Zhizhi was different from the other rich girls in the Imperial City. She's still thinking of you, my cousin!"

Jiang Wansang did not respond, but looked at the invitation in his hand thoughtfully.

There are various banquets in the imperial city all year round, mainly to build relationships and interests among families.

Jiang Wansang was not interested in these things, but she remembered the young lady from the Zhao family, the Supreme Court Justice.

In the book, the first life Jiang Zihan took after returning to the imperial city was that of Zhao Zhizhi.

Jiang Wansang's eyes flickered as she put the invitation away. "Thank you, cousin, for delivering the invitation for me."

She would naturally go to this autumn banquet.

Seeing that she didn't say anything else after accepting the invitation, Jiang Xiaodie was obviously stunned.

Jiang Wansang, however, acted as if she hadn't noticed anything unusual. She tilted her head and asked, "Cousin, is there anything else?"

"I……"

Jiang Xiaodie certainly had more to say, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them.

Jiang Wansang had a smile on her lips, but her eyes were filled with sarcasm.

Why did the invitation sent by the Zhao family to her and Jiang Zihan need to go through the hands of the second wife's concubine?

Jiang Xiaodie was able to get the invitation most likely because the Zhao family delivered the invitation to her door, she took it from the servants, and then pretended to deliver it to her.

The purpose of her doing this was just to make him take her with him to the banquet, because the banquets that the daughter of the prime minister could attend were not for her, the concubine's daughter of the second wife.

Jiang Xiaodie has been doing this for so many years, but the original owner foolishly thought that she was helping him.

Seeing that Jiang Wansang had not yet taken the initiative to invite her to go with him as she had done before, Jiang Xiaodie's expression twisted uncontrollably.

After all, she is just a girl in her teens. She is a little smart, but her ability to control her emotions is still a little poor.

She paused for a long time before she took the initiative to speak: "Since my second cousin came back, this is the first time that a rich lady in the imperial city has invited my cousin to a banquet."

"If you go alone, you might get bullied by those snobs who flatter the powerful and look down on the weak. Why don't you let me go with you to help support you? What do you think, cousin?"

In order to get closer to the original owner, Jiang Xiaodie always called her "cousin" in private, which touched the original owner so much that she treated her more like a real sister.

Especially when she affectionately held the original owner's arm and called her "cousin" in a slightly coquettish tone, the original owner wanted to give her all the good things he had.

But facing her outstretched hand, Jiang Wansang propped himself up and sat up from the recliner and dodged it directly.

She looked at Jiang Xiaodie's slightly stiff movements with a half-smile.