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"Although I'm not a biological child of the Jiang family, at least I'm the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's family."

Jiang Wansang looked Jiang Xiaodie up and down, not disguising his sarcasm. "My cousin is just a concubine's daughter from the second wife's family. How can you support me? Are you using that little talent you had ten years ago for memorizing fast? Or are you using that rhetoric of yours about not being a man?"

Jiang Xiaodie's face was full of disbelief, as if she suspected she was hallucinating, and she stared at Jiang Wansang blankly.

Although she was a concubine's daughter of the second wife, no one dared to say such things to her face for the sake of her uncle, not to mention that this person was Jiang Wansang, who always regarded her as the most trusted and closest person!

She was stunned for a long time before she found her voice, "You...what are you talking about?"

Jiang Wansang sneered, "Didn't you hear clearly? Or do you want me to be blunt and scold you again?"

Jiang Xiaodie stood up in a flash and pointed at Jiang Wansang with a trembling finger, "You...you..."

She was so angry that her entire face turned red. She could no longer maintain her sisterly appearance and shouted, "Jiang Wansang, who do you think you are? How dare you look down on me!"

"I am at least a legitimate daughter of the Jiang family. Even if I am a concubine's daughter, I am still better than a bastard like you with unknown origins!"

She was like someone had hit her sore spot, and was hysterical like a shrew. "If you hadn't been so lucky and snatched Jiang Zihan's identity, would you be worthy of hearing me call you cousin? Bah!"

"If I were a man, I would have made great achievements long ago. You are not even worthy of carrying my shoes. How dare you mock me here?"

Jiang Xiaodie's face was full of anger, as if she wanted to eat someone, which was much more pleasing to the eye than her usual look of sadness between her brows.

Compared to her yelling, Jiang Wansang seemed particularly calm, as if she didn't hear those ugly insults at all.

After Jiang Xiaodie was tired of scolding and gasping for breath, she finally responded, but her expression remained calm. "Barking dogs are not welcome in Tingsang Pavilion."

As she spoke, she raised her hand, and someone immediately came forward to ask Jiang Xiaodie to leave.

After yesterday's warning, the servants in Tingsang Pavilion are now extremely obedient and each of them is very perceptive.

Jiang Xiaodie didn't want to leave, so they grabbed her and threw her out.

Jiang Xiaodie fell to the ground, stunned.

She knew very well how much Jiang Wansang trusted and relied on her in the past, so she couldn't believe that she would do such a thing to her.

Perhaps feeling ashamed, Jiang Xiaodie didn't listen to the commotion at the door of Sang Pavilion. She got up and left in shame.

Because of this incident, Jiang Xiaodie completely hated Jiang Wansang, but she did not do anything openly. Instead, she turned around and found Jiang Zihan.

Jiang Wansang had no interest in knowing about these things.

She took Zhe Liu and Lin Tong for a stroll in the warehouse, and then left with a big bag of things.

She first went to the pawnshop and exchanged all her belongings for cash, and chose to pawn them dead.

The things Meng Lianshu sent were indeed good things, but they were all flashy and useless. Except for a few strings of jewelry, the rest were just gathering dust in the warehouse.

For Jiang Wansang, who had no food to eat and no clothes to wear, these things were of no use at all.

Jiang Wansang knew very well that Meng Lianshu sent these things to her so that she would have difficulty using them and that it would be convenient for her to take them back later.

Unfortunately, it is not so easy to take back the things that have entered Jiang Wansang's pocket.

Jiang Wansang took the pawned cash and followed Lin Tong to a remote house west of the imperial city.

This is a property under the name of the National Master's Mansion, and it is also the temporary accommodation for the people that Jiang Wansang asked Lin Tong to help find.

The house is not big and not very exquisite, but it has everything.

As soon as Jiang Wansang entered the room, everyone who was doing their own things in the yard looked at her warily.

There were thirteen people in total, some looked to be in their twenties or thirties, with a brisk pace, some were still teenagers, with a slender figure, and there were two women who looked like they would be blown away by the wind at any time.

They were all wearing tattered clothes, and their eyes showed vigilance and alienation towards any movement around them.

This is the person Jiang Wansang asked Lin Tong to help find. Regardless of age and gender, he must have a clean background and be suitable for martial arts training.

Before coming here, she had learned about everyone's information from Lin Tong. Now that she saw the real people, although it roughly matched, it was not comprehensive.

So after entering the yard, she directly opened the box that Zheliu had been holding in her hand, "This contains your indentures. From now on, I am your master."

In order to train her own people, they must have a clean background, so she asked Lin Tong to buy these from the slave market.

The thirteen people looked at each other, and no one spoke. Although their posture became more respectful, they still looked at Jiang Wansang with vigilance.

They all came from the slave market and knew what rules to follow when facing their new masters.

But abiding by the rules does not mean true submission.

What Jiang Wansang wants when training these people is their loyalty.

Her eyes swept over these people. Although she didn't say anything and her expression didn't change, the aura around her inexplicably made people dare not look directly at her.

That is the momentum that is truly engraved into the bones, having fought its way out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

"From today on, I'll cover all your expenses. I'll come and train you personally every once in a while," Jiang Wansang said in a dignified tone. "I don't ask anything else of you. As long as you're loyal enough, I promise I won't treat you unfairly."

After saying these words, she kept paying attention to everyone's reactions, and as expected, she didn't see any emotional fluctuations.

Slaves like them, who were sold back and forth, must have seen a lot of such things.

Instead of promising some vague conditions in advance, it is better to give something practical in front of you.

Jiang Wansang paused for a moment before speaking calmly, "If anyone can defeat me, I will return your indenture, grant you freedom, and give you a hundred taels of silver for your journey."

As soon as these words were spoken, the thirteen people who had been standing there with expressionless faces and half-lowered heads all looked up in shock, with expectations and uncertainty on their faces.

After a long silence, one of the young men spoke first: "Master, are you serious?"

Jiang Wansang looked him straight in the eyes and nodded, "Seriously."

The oldest person also quickly spoke up: "When does this promise take effect? ​​How long is the term?"

"It's effective at any time, with no time limit." Jiang Wansang looked over. "If you have the confidence to defeat me now, I will present you with the indenture and one hundred taels of silver immediately."

There was hesitation on the faces of the thirteen people, but there was also expectation and hope in their eyes.

No one doesn't want freedom, especially since they are slaves whose descendants will be enslaved.

After a moment's hesitation, someone immediately stood up.

"Master, please teach me!"