The gambling god's wife in the Duke's Mansion is getting divorced again

Sang Wan had a long dream.

In her dream, she grabbed her mother Sang and repeatedly asked her with tears in her eyes, "Mom, why me?"

"If it's not Qing'er, it can only be you." Mother Sang said indifferently.

Not long after Sang Jun's death, his mother contracted tuberculosis.

She coughed every day, while Sang Daqing became addicted to gambling and spent all day hanging out with his bad friends and was rarely seen.

Young Sang Wan began to learn how to make fire and cook, buy and decoct medicine, and run around to serve his mother.

Sang's mother suddenly suffered another stroke and was completely paralyzed in bed.

The elder brother lost all the family property, and the family moved out of the big house and lived in a damp and dark dilapidated house.

Until the last ingot of silver in the family was spent, and there was really no other way out. Sang's mother coughed up blood and said to her with red eyes:

"Ah Wan, go ask Madam Cheng from Tiansheng Hall to take you in."

"Awan, go beg her to take you in."

"Awan..."

It turned out that she knew who Madam Cheng was.

I also know what the consequences will be if Sang Wan goes.

She cried very sadly in her dream and woke up with tear marks on her face.

Madam Cheng came to her side again without her knowing when.

"Wash your face, girl."

She brought a basin of water and rarely sneered at her:

"It's fate. Sang Daqing is her biological son."

Sang Wan took the handkerchief silently without saying a word.

She understood the reason, but she still felt extremely sad.

"Madam, what should we do with the people in our pharmacy? Chenpi, Tianqi and the others have all been arrested."

"They know very little about our Tianxuan Sect. Even if you torture them, you won't get anything out of them," said Madam Cheng.

"But they are innocent, we have to save them."

These guys spend every day with Sang Wan and are as close as brothers and sisters.

Pei Jinzhi had promised her he would get to the bottom of it, but she was still worried. Once someone was taken to the county government office, who knew if they would be tortured into confessing?

Madam Cheng looked at her as if she were a fool:

"Great things are achieved without being particular about trivial matters. How can we waste our time on these insignificant people?"

"It doesn't matter? They are the people we live with day and night." Sang Wan didn't understand.

These people are living lives, and they have families behind them. How can we just sit back and do nothing?

"Sang Wan, put away your heart. This is the martial arts world. If your heart isn't strong, your life will be short. What you need to learn is to be a valuable person, worthy of being saved. Instead of being an ant, no one cares about your life or death. Do you understand?"

This sentence seems familiar.

Pei Jinzhi also said on the pleasure boat that people without value have only one way to go, and that is death.

So he spared her life because she was still useful?

In an instant, the flame somewhere in her heart was extinguished.

There is no love without reason in the world, it's all about interests.

She felt ridiculous for her former naiveté.

"Am I still useful?"

She tested Madam Cheng tremblingly.

"Of course. If I spare your life, you must repay the young prince wholeheartedly. Do you understand?"

"I understand. Madam, what should I do next?"

"After washing your face, go back to Fengshui Town."

Sang Wan was stunned: "Are you willing to let me go?"

Madam Cheng smiled hypocritically:

"How can you say let go? You are one of us."

Sang Wan forced herself to smile: "Yes, now besides Tianxuanmen, who else can I rely on?"

Madam Cheng was very pleased with her understanding, and her attitude relaxed a lot: "You can see this clearly, which makes you much smarter than others."

Of course Sang Wan wanted to escape this den of danger, but she didn't dare reveal her feelings and pretended to be hesitant: "Pei Jinzhi knows my identity. If I go back, won't I be walking into a trap?"

Madam Cheng was quite confident: "He wouldn't dare. The antidote made from the Earth-Swept Golden Lotus is still in our hands. If he wants to detoxify, he must get it."

Sang Wan: "Without the Golden Lotus, will he die?"

"Yes. The silver needles stimulated the blood circulation and stimulated the toxins that had been stagnating for years. Without the antidote of the Earth-Rising Golden Lotus, the toxins would have spread rapidly within seven days, and he would have bled to death from all seven orifices."

"Then let's take the antidote and trade with him."

Madam Cheng clapped her hands and smiled, pointing with her slender finger:

"That's right, go ahead."

Huh? Sang Wan: "Me?"

Madam Cheng smiled meaningfully: "You know him well. No one is more suitable than you to come forward."

Sang Wan felt uncomfortable, as if she had eaten a dead fly.

She couldn't imagine meeting Pei Jinzhi again with the antidote. "He'll kill me."

Madam Cheng glanced at her sideways, disagreeing:

"You're wrong. When faced with a life-or-death situation, who would sacrifice their life for something insignificant to them? If Pei Jinzhi wasn't desperate to survive, why would he let Bu Yu give him acupuncture? Not only would he not kill you, he would be grateful to you."

Sang Wan lowered her head and looked at her toes, remaining silent.

Seeing this, Madam Cheng went straight to the point:

"Think about your mother and the Sang family. You can exchange the antidote for the imperial edict with just a little effort, and you can get huge wealth. The whole family can have no worries about food and clothing."

Sang Wan gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll go."

*

Sang Wan’s back disappeared down the mountain.

Before leaving, the young prince generously gave her a hundred taels of silver.

Madam Cheng murmured softly, "Young Prince, she has money on her side, aren't you afraid she'll run away?"

Cheng Buyu was also a little worried: "We should send someone to keep an eye on her."

The young prince showed a trace of disdain and spoke in a very arrogant manner:

"She has no parents to rely on, no brothers to help her, she's just a stray dog. If I give her a little sweet treat, she will just be grateful and follow my lead."

He loves to keep dogs and knows how to make a dog loyal.

Cheng Buyu stroked his goat's beard and complimented:

"Young Prince, you have great tactics! Pei Jinzhi is extremely cautious and decisive in killing, but he has shown mercy to this Sang Wan time and again. Only she could have deceived this person."

The young prince withdrew his gaze, somewhat reluctantly: "What a pity, such a beauty is going to die."

"Fortunately, my wife was smart and immediately withdrew from Tianshengtang when she realized something was wrong. But the Golden Lotus that emerged from the Earth was just refined into a pill, but it was destroyed in the pill furnace." Cheng Buyu was somewhat unwilling to accept this.

Madam Cheng looked resentful: "Then Pei Jinzhi is not worthy of eating the golden elixir you refined."

Cheng Buyu stroked his beard, feeling somewhat worried: "Will your medicine reveal any flaws?"

"Bai Bu Chuan Chang San is coated in golden sugar, and its smell is similar to the antidote. Pei Jinzhi will definitely not be able to tell the difference."

Xiao Ji smiled and pointed at Madam Cheng approvingly:

"You're really smart. If he takes this medicine, he'll be under our control. We'll give him whatever he wants."

Madam Cheng, Cheng Buyu:

"Congratulations to the young prince, great things will be accomplished tonight!"

The young prince was very proud, and his laughter echoed throughout the cave.

*

It was almost evening when Sang Wan returned to town.

She walked slowly, looking around to see if anyone was following her.

After entering the city, the sunset glow filled the sky like a poem or painting, burning the sky a fiery red. But no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it couldn't dispel the haze in her heart.

One is Tianxuanmen, the other is Huangchengsi...

Pei Jinzhi, you really cause me trouble.

Although I was complaining in my heart, my brain was thinking of a solution.

Both sides of the street were already filled with stalls of various vendors, and a few children were writing around a calligraphy and painting stall.

Sang Wan suddenly had an idea and moved forward.

This is another scholar in the town, Wu Yunfu, who has failed the imperial examination three times in a row and makes a living by teaching people how to write and selling paintings.

Since ancient times, scholars have looked down on each other. Shi Luochuan was younger and more knowledgeable than him, and even his handwriting was better than his. Usually, when the two of them set up their stalls, they avoided each other, one at the east end and the other at the west end.

Wu Yunfu saw Sang Wan and said sarcastically:

"Oh, what brings Miss Sang here? The calligraphy and paintings here are nowhere near as beautiful as those of the young master of the Shi family."

"Mr. Wu, I came to see if your handwriting has improved."

Sang Wan has a way of making people angry to death.

"Go, go, go. I won't show you."

Wu Yunfu's face darkened and he waved his hands as if he was shooing away flies.

"Little kids are practicing calligraphy? Come, let me write a few words for you!" Sang Wan rolled up his sleeves.

"Wow, you can even write? Did Shi Luochuan teach you?"

When Wu Yunfu came closer to take a look, he almost vomited blood.

"Ha, what did you draw? It's hilarious!"