Noble Lady

"Sister, does this count as inducing a confession?" Xue Luoyan asked what he was thinking after coming out of the prison.

Xue Chenyu raised her eyebrows, "Who did you learn this new word from?"

"I passed by the court and heard Chen Mingxuan talking to his advisor."

Passing by?

Xue Chenyu smiled meaningfully: "Passing by the roof?"

Luoluojiong: Sister, it’s really embarrassing to expose other people’s little thoughts like this.

"Sister, do you know why the prince is so likable?"

"I know, the prince sees through it but doesn't say it out loud." Xue Chenyu paused, then continued, "But if I tell you, will Luoluo no longer like my sister?"

Luoluo: That’s absolutely impossible.

Thus, Miss Xue Er suffered a perfect defeat.

But that's all gossip.

Xue Chenyu had been busy for several days and finally had time to rest.

Du Jingyuan sent Du Juan to tell her: "Ms. Xue, a large number of disaster victims are coming this way with drums and gongs."

Beat the drums and gongs?

Xue Chenyu was a little confused, but Yuzhu immediately understood what Dujuan meant: "You mean, those disaster victims came to thank our girl?"

"Yep."

Du Juan slapped the back of her head belatedly, "Look at my mouth, so dumb, I can't even speak clearly. Those disaster victims must be thanking Miss Xue for the rain that has been coming in over the past few days."

"My daughter was afraid that Miss Xue would be caught off guard, so she asked me to come and tell her the news."

What good news do you have to report when you come to express your gratitude?

Xue Chenyu thought to herself, when Du Juan said that just now, she almost thought she was going to cause trouble?

Although Du Jingyuan had a foot injury like her these days, she was not idle either, so she helped Chen Mingxuan distribute food and fodder at the county government office.

Today, because my foot felt a little better, I followed Chen Mingxuan out of the city.

"Ms. Xue, you haven't seen the number of victims..." Du Juan saw that Xue Chenyu didn't seem to care and hesitated to speak.

"what for?"

Du Juan: "My girl and I watched from afar. The scene was even more grand than when they left a few days ago. They also held up a plaque with the words 'Heaven's Mandate' written on it..."

Xue Chenyu's face changed slightly. She understood why Du Jingyuan asked Du Juan to come.

"Okay, I understand. Go back and stay with your girl. Xia He, go with Du Juan."

When Dujuan realized that her message had been delivered, she quickly said goodbye.

Xia He wanted to follow, and she had nothing to say. Xia He knew martial arts, which was much better than her mediocre skills.

Du Juan and Xia He left first, and Xue Chenyu stood up right after them.

"Yumei, go find the prince and tell him I have something very important to tell you."

Yumei took the order and left.

Xue Chenyu then ordered Qiuhua to invite the captain of the caravan, Fan Wei, and then call back Xue Luoyan who was strolling in the county government office.

In this way, only Yuzhu was left by his side.

"Yuzhu, do you know why Ayuan asked Dujuan to come back and report the news?"

Yuzhu shook her head, "I don't know."

From her point of view, it was a good thing that it was raining, and those people came to thank the girl. Why were Miss Du and the girl so nervous?

"Silly girl." Xue Chenyu was helpless.

She only reacted after Du Juan finished speaking.

That day she told the hungry people who refused to go back that it would rain soon.

Then the next day when I was sorting out the account books in the store, it really started raining.

In her previous life, she had heard about the drought in the south, and she remembered it because the day of rain after a long drought was so important.

But her attention was focused on the account book. She simply sighed, "It would be nice if it rained. If it rains, this difficult time will be over."

But I didn't expect that the victims would come into the city with such fanfare.

That's not a good thing.

"Yuzhu, think about it. If the weather has been dry for a long time and everyone is struggling to survive, and then someone tells you that it's going to rain soon, and it happens right after he says it, what would you think?"

"That's definitely nonsense." Yuzhu blurted out without thinking.

"What if it really comes true?"

"Then I must treat him like a living god. After such a long drought, he just said it would rain and it rained. If he's not a living god, what else can he be? I wish I could worship him."

At this point, Yuzhu also realized that in front of the yamen that day, the girl did say that it was going to rain soon in order to persuade those people to go home.

"Miss, you were talking about clouds with fish-scale patterns. ... They wouldn't think that way, would they?"

Xue Chenyu gave a bitter smile: "If they didn't think about it that way, they wouldn't come to me with such fanfare."

It's all her fault. In order to persuade them to go back, she said anything without considering the consequences.

Once the news of the people coming to thank her for her prophecy coming true spreads, especially the plaque with the words "Heaven's Mandate" falling on her head, it will only be a death warrant for the Marquis' Mansion.

Just imagine, she was a noble lady who was raised in a marquis's mansion. Before the famine happened, she prepared a large amount of food in advance, and then traveled thousands of miles to come here in person to provide disaster relief.

She also actively built up her reputation among the disaster victims and "predicted" the first rain after a long drought, making the local people extremely grateful to her.

What would the person sitting in the wheelchair think? He would only think that Xue Chenyu was trying to win people's hearts and have ulterior motives.

If a few people with ulterior motives incite and create some big or small topics, such as Xue Hou's dissatisfaction with his fall from a general guarding the border with a large army to a small grain transport officer;

For example, Mrs. Xue controlled such a huge fortune as the Datong Commercial Bank, but she still wanted to run a free private school to win people's hearts.

Once they are taken advantage of by those with ulterior motives, all the ways of survival they carefully planned for the Marquis' Mansion will become ropes that bind themselves, calling for their deaths.

Xue Chenyu couldn't sit still and took a sip of the cold tea.

It's getting more and more difficult.

Fortunately.

After Xue Luoyan and Fan Wei arrived, Situ Zhen also hurried over.

He listened to Yumei as he walked. There was still blood on his hands, so he went into the backyard and asked for a bucket of water to wash his hands. Then he went to the main room on Xue Chenyu's side.

"Sir."

"No need to be so polite. I've heard everything from Meimei." Situ Zhen raised his hand, sat down, and asked directly, "What do you think?"

Xue Chenyu said: "I think there is someone behind the scenes pushing this."

Otherwise, even if the people who had received her kindness wanted to thank her, they would never have gathered so many people at once and held up a plaque that read "Heaven's Mandate".

Situ Zhen nodded. "That's exactly what I was thinking. Do you have a plan?"

"Dujuan came back on horseback. Those people were carrying plaques and beating drums and gongs along the way, so they must be moving slowly. We still have some time."

An idea flashed in Situ Zhen's mind, "What do you mean?"

"Your Majesty is wise and powerful. He sent the Crown Prince to Lingnan early on as a pioneer, and then asked my father and Lord Chen to come to assist, providing disaster relief and alleviating the people's suffering. This is an inestimable merit."

She paused as she spoke, "And now, the heavens have seen the determination of Your Majesty, the King, and the Crown Prince and other ministers to serve the people wholeheartedly, so they have decided to send down a blessing."

"Shouldn't we build a platform and thank God for His Majesty's kindness?"