Chapter 100 As if it were yesterday

Jiang Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, and just as she was hesitating what to say, the housekeeper came out.

"Miss, please come inside."

Jiang Shuyue's eyes were indifferent and she didn't even look at Jiang Jiaojiao. She walked into the Shangshu Mansion and walked straight towards the ancestral hall.

Qiu Ju quickly followed. She lowered her voice and said, "Miss, the carriage that followed the second lady's carriage just now belongs to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Let's talk about this later. Today we are here to get our mother's memorial tablet." Jiang Shuyue kept walking. Seeing this, the housekeeper quickly ordered the boy to inform his master.

Jiang Jiaojiao was afraid that her father would see her dressed up in a frivolous manner, so she trotted all the way to her courtyard after entering the house.

At this time, Jiang Zhengming had finished lunch and was about to take a nap when the boy came to report that the eldest lady was back.

Ms. Yang urged: "Husband, go quickly. Don't be angry. If you have anything to say, say it properly. Yue'er is a sensible child and she will understand your good intentions."

Jiang Zhengming took the cold water handkerchief handed over by Yang and dabbed it on his face, feeling more energetic.

He put the handkerchief back into Yang's hand and said to Yang, "Come with me. That evil girl can make people angry with her words. If I can't control my emotions, you can smooth things over."

"Don't worry, husband, I understand. As long as the eldest lady agrees to the Wu family's marriage, everything will be easy."

Yang said and winked at Mrs. Qu behind her.

Mrs. Qu understood, lowered her head and retreated.

Mrs. Qu was originally going to Qinglian Temple today, but Jiang Jiaojiao didn't come over to inform her at all, and left the house with Caiyan early in the morning.

Yang was worried that Jiang Jiaojiao would do something outrageous in a hurry, and she was restless all morning.

She had to know as soon as possible whether her daughter was destined to the third son of Wei. If she could get into the Wei family, it would be better if Jiang Zhengming and Jiang Shuyue fell out, lest she have to pay for her dowry in vain.

When Jiang Shuyue came back, the entire Shangshu Mansion felt like it was facing a formidable enemy. While the housekeeper followed Smiley to the ancestral hall, he looked back from time to time to see if the master was here.

Walking into the ancestral hall, the past experiences are still vivid in my mind, as if they were yesterday.

The tablet of mother Su is on the side below the ancestors of the Jiang family.

The family rituals are still in their original positions, and there seems to be a residual smell of blood in the air.

Jiang Shuyue said silently in her heart, Mrs. Su, I have come to pick you up on behalf of your daughter and leave this dirty place.

Jiang Shuyue kowtowed to Su's spiritual place and reached out to get it.

The housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward and advised: "No, young lady, this matter is of great importance. Let's discuss it carefully when the master comes, right?"

Qiu Ju scolded: "Madam is my young lady's mother, why should I discuss it with someone who has nothing to do with me? Don't forget that my young lady has nothing to do with the Jiang family."

Without saying a word, Gao Mu stretched out his hand to pick up the butler's back collar, gently lifted him up, and slid him out of the ancestral hall.

In Gao Mu's hands, the housekeeper was like a chicken caught by an eagle.

His hands and feet were dancing in the air, and he shouted, "Miss, think about it carefully, these slaves are all for your own good!"

"Ah! Ouch!"

Gao Mu let go of his hand, and the butler threw a dog to eat shit.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Zhengming glared at Gao Mu and strode into the ancestral hall.

Seeing that Jiang Zhengming was a little angry, Yang smiled and said, "Yue'er, why don't you come and sit in mother's room when you come back?"

Mrs. Qu hasn't replied yet, so she still has to cooperate with Jiang Zhengming to coax him.

She is the best at pretending to be gentle and virtuous.

Jiang Shuyue didn't bother to pay attention to Yang's false feelings.

She wrapped the coffin in her hand and said without looking back, "Mr. Jiang is really forgetful. I told you in advance that I will come back to get my mother's coffin."

"No! I won't agree. Su is the wife of my Ming Matchmaker. She was born as a member of my Jiang family and died as a ghost of my Jiang family. You can't do this."

"Yue'er, daddy, please apologize to you. Dad was wrong. Dad shouldn't have asked the family to beat you after you were bullied, let alone send you to Zhuangzi."

Jiang Zhengming's tone was so strong that it only took a moment for him to soften his pleas.

Jiang Shuyue was not the original owner. She looked at Jiang Zhengming and said calmly: "Master Jiang, why are you doing this? What my mother left behind is just a spiritual place. Her soul has left the Jiang family long ago."

She glanced at Yang, "Don't you have a married woman? It's more appropriate to leave the ghost job to her, don't you think so, madam?"

Yang: "..."

Yang was so angry that a mouthful of blood surged in her chest, and she had to suppress it with a smile.

Jiang Shuyue held the wrapped coffin in her arms and walked out the door.

Jiang Zhengming quickly blocked her way, "Yue'er, dad, please come back! Dad has arranged a good marriage for you to compensate for the sins you have suffered over the years."

Jiang Shuyue paused slightly.

It turned out that he was waiting for her here. No wonder he begged her to go back home again and again.

She wanted to hear what kind of family this cheap father had chosen for her.

There was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of Jiang Shuyue's mouth, "Oh! So that's it. May I ask Mr. Jiang, what kind of family is this person?"

When Yang heard this, she thought Jiang Shuyue had changed her mind.

"Yue'er, your father is reluctant to marry you off. He is the son of Taiwei Wu's family. He serves in the Ministry of War. He is a young talent with both civil and military skills."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really a good marriage. Why did it fall on a person who was expelled from the family tree?" Jiang Shuyue looked at Qiu Ju, her tone seemed to be talking about someone else.

"Miss, I seem to have heard that Miss Jiang II is also engaged to the son of the Wu family. Could it be that you are engaged to the second son of the Wu family, and Miss Jiang II is engaged to the illegitimate son of the Wu family?" Qiuju asked knowingly.

Yang's forehead jumped when she heard this, but she had to smile and not get angry.

Yang quickly denied, "The rumors outside are wrong. Jiao'er is not engaged. The person who was engaged from the beginning to the end was you, Yue'er!"

"Hey! That's not right. When I heard about this, Miss hadn't returned to the capital. Could it be that Master Jiang has the ability to predict the future and knows that my Miss is going to return to the capital?"

Jiang Zhengming: "This... Yue'er, don't dwell on the past anymore. Just tell me if this marriage is okay?"

Jiang Zhengming was sure that Jiang Shuyue would agree. Yang couldn't get angry even if she bit her teeth. She suppressed her emotions and looked at Jiang Shuyue expectantly.

"In what capacity did Lord Jiang arrange a marriage for me? What qualifications do you have to help me arrange a marriage?"

After two questions in a row, Jiang Zhengming's face froze, and he opened his mouth but didn't say a word.

"Yue'er, you can't hurt your father's heart like this. He has admitted his fault to you."

"Pa!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, is that right?"

Jiang Shuyue raised her hand and slapped Yang hard, then apologized with a sincere face.

"You..."

Yang quickly raised her hand to cover her burning cheek, looking at Jiang Shuyue with a cold look, wishing to eat her alive.

Yang then looked at Jiang Zhengming with a face full of grievance, "Husband, look at Yue'er..."

"Enough!"

Yang had never been treated so coldly by Jiang Zhengming before, and tears rolled down.

She used to pretend to be wronged, but this time she was really wronged.

"Master Jiang, take care of yourself. Please don't cheat outside in my father's name. If I find out, don't blame me for reporting to the government."

Leaving behind a word, he strode out.