A master of metaphysics is farming.

"Madam Li was a murderer. She didn't explain herself and died by hitting her head against a wall. Her son believed that the county magistrate had tortured her in prison to force her to commit the crime. He made a scene at the county government office to no avail, and then committed suicide at her grave, vowing to take revenge after his death."

The brief words made Zeng Yunqing tremble uncontrollably; he had no idea that Zeng Yunqing had such a story.

"Then...then he approached me...to get revenge?"

Xiang He nodded gently, "Have you figured it out now? The things he says are always targeted."

As fear gripped her, Zeng Yunqing recalled those past events. Whenever she mentioned her family, Zhang Rumin, though not explicitly saying so, subtly led her to think in that direction.

It turned out that the purpose was to stir up her resentment towards her family. Because of this resentment, every conversation ended in anger.

A sob escaped his throat, "He... did it all for revenge..."

Xiang He shrugged. "Miss Zeng, please get some rest. I'll handle Zhang Rumin."

The lady and Magistrate Zeng, who were standing nearby, were completely bewildered. "Zhang Rumin is still here?"

“Uh…” Now that things have come to this point, Xiang He has no intention of hiding anything. “His spirit came to Miss Zeng and used words to bewitch her into committing suicide.”

"what!"

The two looked at Zeng Yunqing's face from left and right. She was only a little pale, and her lips were pale. They felt a little relieved.

"Young lady, you can see...ghosts?"

Xiang He looked up and met the eyes of the lady. "Well, Zhang Rumin probably saw that you two were having a conflict, so he wanted to use Miss Zeng to make you taste the pain of losing a loved one."

Zhang Rumin's mother's murder was a foregone conclusion; he simply couldn't accept it. There must have been some other reason behind it, but with his mother dead, he had lost all desire to live.

The resentment was transferred to the county magistrate who arrested the man, simply to vent his anger.

The matter has been resolved. Xiang He dusted off her sleeves and stood up. "Miss Zeng, please rest well. I have things to do, so I'll head back now."

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Xiang He turned around, and the lady's face was tense. "Miss... Qing'er was haunted by a ghost, could it be..."

"It's alright, just get some more sunshine."

In their eyes, Xiang He was just a young girl, but deep down they felt that she was quite remarkable and definitely not a simple person.

"Miss... if you have some free time, would you please come and see Qing'er again?"

Xiang He nodded, "In a few days, I haven't been home for two days, my family must be worried."

"it is good……"

Xiang He and Xing Ji left the mansion and returned to the private school.

Xing Ji packed all the things she had bought into the carriage and personally escorted her back.

She sat with Xing Ji at the front of the carriage. "Xing Ji, how much silver does it cost to buy a carriage?"

"Even those in poor condition will cost at least a hundred taels."

"..."

Sure enough, they're all so expensive...

The amount was often over a hundred taels. Xiang He touched the cloth bag. Although there were more than four hundred taels, she didn't want to touch the money. Xiang Yang and Xiang Yun would need a lot more money in the future, so she decided to rely on her own two legs to get around.

The two were silent for a moment. Xiang He looked at the scenery outside. It was noon now, but unlike in the morning, the sun was shining brightly, dispelling the chill from their bodies.

When the carriage reached the place where he had regained consciousness that day, Xiang He called out to Xing Ji to stop, "Wait a moment."

Xing Ji immediately tightened the reins, watching Xiang He jump off the carriage and walk a few steps. She kept staring at the ground, seemingly looking at something.

Xiang He was standing in a spot shaded by trees. She rubbed her toes on the ground, squatted down, placed her palms on the ground, and closed her eyes to feel the ground.

There's an undercurrent flowing underground; that's the energy of the earth's veins.

After a brief moment of feeling, she opened her eyes in frustration and could no longer sense any unusual presence. She remembered that when she woke up, the sky was normal and the surroundings were quite peaceful, except for the matchmaker's cursing voice.

She had tried to use the Six Ren divination method, but it was just an ordinary thing.

With a long sigh, he returned to the carriage and sat down. "Let's go..."

Xing Ji swung the reins. "What are you doing, young lady? Why have you stopped?"

"It's nothing," Xiang He said, resting her chin on her hands and staring blankly ahead. "It's just that some things can't be solved, and we need to think of another way..."

"Is there anything the young lady can't resolve?"

Xiang He looked at him in surprise, then gave a bitter smile, "Even the most capable person has one or two problems that they can't solve."

"For someone of your status, to resolve this issue, we'll need to find another capable person?"

His words were truly enlightening.

Xiang He clapped her hands together in sudden realization, "That's right! We can ask others!" She excitedly slapped Xing Ji on the back, "That reminded me! But where can we find someone capable?"

"Didn't you mention going to the capital earlier, young master? There are many talented and extraordinary people in the capital; perhaps you will meet one or two."

When this matter was mentioned, Xiang He hugged his knees and pondered deeply.

The matter of going to Beijing is still uncertain, but if the search continues without success, then we will definitely have to leave for distant lands. We need to think this over carefully and also discuss it with our family...

While she was deep in thought, the carriage had already arrived at Xiangjia Village, and Xing Ji helped her carry the things home.

After saying goodbye to Xing Ji, Xiang He looked at the golden rice fields. Xiang Dayong was busy harvesting rice, and many people were already harvesting. She didn't go to help, but instead tended to the vegetable garden in front of the door.

Xiang Dayong and Su Shi did not return until the sky turned a deep orange.

Mrs. Su handed her the basket in her hand, "Why did it take you so long this time?"

“There was a little trouble, but it’s been resolved,” Xiang He said, taking the vegetables from the basket aside to wash. “Father and Mother, we now have over four hundred taels of silver. Just tell me what you need, and I’ll go to the city to buy it.”

Upon hearing the amount, the two exclaimed in surprise, "So much?!"

"It's alright. If things go smoothly in the future, we can earn even more. Just buy whatever you want, don't be stingy."

The two exchanged a glance, and Su Shi simply chuckled, "We have everything we need at home. Look at all the new things we bought in the main room, what need do we have for anything else?"

“These are all important things. Mother, please cut the cloth and make clothes. Winter is coming soon, and everyone will need to wear cotton-padded clothes.”

Even though it's still hot now, cold air can arrive unexpectedly, so we need to be prepared.

Upon hearing this, Madam Su squatted down to wash the vegetables with her, saying, "You should take better care of yourself and not always think about us."

Xiang He chuckled, "Don't worry, I've always kept myself in check. By the way, Xiao Yang knows I'm not Sister Yuan."

"What...!" Su's eyes widened in astonishment. "What...what did he say?"

"Don't worry, he's thought it through. If he says 'elder sister,' then 'elder sister,' and we shouldn't mention this matter again."

When Xiang He mentioned Xiang Yang, her face softened considerably. She was only ten years old, and she had to try her best to accept the fact that her older sister was dead while also trying to hide it from her.

Hearing her words, Madam Su felt a sense of relief, but after a moment her face fell with worry, "That child has been so thoughtful since he was little..."

He said that only to reassure everyone.

Everyone knew that Xiang He kept working, saying, "Mother, don't think too much. Go and start the fire to cook. I have things to do later."

As soon as Su heard that she was busy late at night, she knew it was about those things again.

These things cannot be neglected; hurry to the kitchen to wash the pots and start a fire.

Xiang He put the washed vegetables in the kitchen, walked out the door and looked down at the rice paddies, finally spotting a familiar figure.

She ran down and blocked Xiang Daqiang's path.

As soon as she appeared, Xiang Daqiang's face turned fierce, "What are you doing!"

Xiang He took out a piece of paper from his pocket. "This is a letter of severance. I had too many things on my hands earlier, so I'm giving it to you now. Please give it to your grandfather."

Xiang Daqiang angrily pulled the hoe away, picked it up, and turned to leave.

Xiang He remained unmoved by his hatred.

They've finally gotten rid of the Xiang family. If they want to cause trouble again, they'd better think twice.