Reborn: Revenge of the Concubine's Daughter

Chapter 197 - I could give you a lot of help
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Chapter 197 I could give you a lot of help

He Danggui was surprised. When did Feng Yang also take Bai Yangbai as the teacher? Even though these 2 men were the right-hand men of Zhu Quan, it seemed that there was no connection between them. Feng Yang was like an eagle in the sky, who was not only brilliant, but also capable and ambitious. On the contrary, Bai Yangbai was like a young phoenix on the ground. He had no ambition, no integrity and no fetters. Feng Yang was a genius with true skill and knowledge. How could he be willing to bow his head to Bai Yangbai, who looked like a conman? He Danggui suddenly thought that Bai Yangbai was her disciple. Well, she became Feng Yang’s “grand-master” by accident, didn’t she?

After hearing what Feng Yang said, Sun Meiniang laughed exaggeratedly and said, “He Danggui has good fortune? Ha-ha, good fortune! If she had good fortune, we would all be immortals in heaven. Will Luo’s Family count on her in the future? Hasn’t she been bleeding and dying because of being poisoned? Ha-ha, does she have a future?”

Feng Yang was angry secretly. Ah! He thought, “Sun Meiniang didn’t even show respect for the Taoist Sage. How heaven-daring she was! Well, Sister He was right. The woman who always stayed in her messuage was so ignorant that she didn’t hear about the ‘dragon king on the earth’. If there is a rainstorm flooding her backyard another day, would she still be arrogant?”

Whereupon, Feng Yang also responded with the respect and smile, “A hero doesn’t depend on his family background. For the so-called “Wife depends on her husband”, it means that as long as her husband is a gentleman, she will be a high-profile figure. Compared with a person’s whole life, these years at her grandmother’s house are very short. Will she still care temporary disappointment? Besides, I won’t let her die.” While saying, Feng Yang hit He Danggui’s head with his bronze fan and encouraged her, “Don’t be discouraged. In addition to your future husband, you will meet many people who can give you a lot of help in your life. Girl, I can help you, too.”

Madam Luo was a little confused. Yang proposed a marriage with Yi just now, but in a twinkling of an eye, he took the initiative to cancel the proposal. Now, what he meant was even more puzzling. Did he really want to marry Yi as a concubine? Well, Madam Luo thought that she should send a matchmaker to Feng’s Family to ask about it after several days. Yi and Shao, which one would they rather marry into their family? Or, both of them?

He Danggui rubbed her head and pouted. She said, “Thank you for your kindness, but I don’t feel frustrated now. And I dare not dream of marrying a ‘gentleman’. I am who I am. I can live in the Luo’s Family and spend every day with Madam Luo. What else can I ask for?” She was surprisingly in agreement with Sun Meiniang this time. Was her life good? Good luck to her! It made people laugh their heads off. Not to mention her previous life’s tragic situation, was her destiny good in this life?

First, she met Duan Xiaolou and owed him a debt of gratitude that she couldn’t afford. Then she met Zhu Quan and got into trouble that she couldn’t deal with. Next, she originally thought Meng Xuan could save her from dilemma, but she could not overcome her own demons.

She couldn’t trust anyone easily because of her demons. Even if Qing’er experienced a life and death with her together, and even blocked the arrow for her, she also couldn’t be completely honest for her. After being alone for a long time, she didn’t want to go out to deal with the people outside. Bai Yangbai was the best tool at that time, but the relationship between Zhu Quan and him was deeper than the relationship between her and him. So, she must watch out for Bai Yangbai when she made use of him. What noble destiny could such a lonely and calculating person have?

Feng Yang waved his fan disapprovingly and said, “You are wrong, Sister He. If you turn around and look at the scenery elsewhere, you will find that your beautiful life has just begun. For beautiful women who are ethereal like you, whatever you’re looking for, you can look forward to it. You put yourself in this corner and spend your days hunting mice and cockroaches. Don’t you think that you’re hiding your talent? You’re good enough to shoot lions and tigers.”

He Danggui sneered in her heart. Oh, another lobbyist of Zhu Quan showed up. They wanted her to go to Wuying Tower to help “shoot lions and tigers”, right? She shook her head immediately and declined politely, “Thank you for your advice. But Childe Feng, you can’t see it because you stand so high. The most abundant and most deadly on the ground are not lions and tigers, but mice and cockroaches. There are mice and cockroaches in this place. Maybe there are more in the other places. And even under the splendid prosperity, there are full of mice and cockroaches.”

Feng Yang frowned and said, “If you have your way, won’t is be impossible to kill all the mice and cockroaches? So, why do you kill them? Why don’t you fly to the sky like me and look down from above? Then you can only see lions and tigers instead of mice and cockroaches.”

“But I can’t fly.” He Danggui said and clenched her hands under her sleeves. Her hands sweated and almost soaked her clothed. She said, “Although there are so many mice and cockroaches that I can’t kill all of them, I have never planned to kill all the mice and cockroaches in the world. I just must kill a few mice and cockroaches. Childe Feng, you said that you can’t see mice and cockroaches if you fly high, but that’s just not true. They do not disappear. They peep at you in the dark and waited. When you are relaxed, they will bite you. And at that time, you will understand that the fierce lions and tigers in the distance may not kill you, but likely, a mouse close at your hand can kill you successfully.”

Suddenly, Feng Yang folded his fan and leaned back in chair. He moved his head close to the pretty face of He Danggui, and whispered, “Although you can’t fly, I can take you fly. Girl, come away with me, and we will have a good time.”

He Danggui turned her heard and said dryly, “You are a man of great deeds, so you don’t understand the mind of us who always stay in the boudoir and embroider every day. We don’t like to fly in the sky. Instead, we like to live a down-to-earth life; we like to keep our yard clean and free of mice and cockroaches; we like to have some quiet and busy days. As for whether it is windy or snowy on Changbai Mount today, and whether the king of beasts is a lion or a tiger, it has little to do with us. I’m just an ordinary person. I can’t be your assistant to fight a tiger.”

Feng Yang sighed, “You misunderstand me, girl. In fact, I just suddenly feel a little distressed for you. I want to help you get rid of your current troubles and live a carefree life. Although I don’t know much about the women, I probably know that women all hope to marry a good husband who is handsome and talented. You hope your husbands to hold up a piece of sky for you, so that you can see only the clear sky and not the wind and rain, don’t you?”

“Perhaps, the other women may need a piece of sky.” There was no curve in the labial angles of He Danggui, but it felt like she was smiling. She said, “But I just want an umbrella. I can borrow it to take shelter from rain when it rains. And if I can’t borrow it, I can run in the rain.”

Feng Yang asked after a silence, “What about me? Could I be your umbrella?” There was a faint sweat in his hand holding the fan.

He Danggui glanced strangely at him. He? Wasn’t he in league with Zhu Quan? Was he a double agent? Or was he helping Zhu Quan sound herself out? Or both?

Instead of dwelling on this question, He Danggui looked up at Madam Luo and asked, “Madam, should our ‘case’ be still on trial? After my discussion with Childe Feng, I find a new clue that can lead to new progress in our case.”

Listening to their conversation, Madam Luo and others had been confused a long time ago. Lions and tigers? Mice and cockroaches? What were they talking about? Sun Meiniang and Ding Rong’s wife couldn’t help matching up. Mice? Cockroaches? Shit! The wicked girl dared to make oblique accusation openly!

Sun Meiniang didn’t care about what Feng Yang said about the fate. Besides, the drugs which Luo Baiqiong used to conk Peng Shi out were stolen from Jiugu. Later, Luo Baiqiong did not hook up with Peng Shi, but lost her own reputation. Her face was all gone. It was like going for wool and coming home shorn. Thus, in addition to her love for her daughter, Sun Meiniang turned her anger on Jiugu. She hated that Jiugu shouldn’t have collected those forbidden things such as knockout drops. And Jiugu shouldn’t have gone out without locking the door, so that Qiong easily stole the bottle of knockout drugs.

In this way, Jiugu was hated by Sun Meiniang, and even Feng Yang, Jiugu’s nephew, was hated by Sun Meiniang, too. Sun Meiniang thought that the so-called little master of Caobang Organization was a kid. Her younger brother was one of the Eldest Legitimate Grandson’s superior consultants. In the future, her brother would be very powerful. At that time, didn’t she have to be afraid of others?”

So, Sun Meiniang ignored Feng Yang’s interruption and continued to complain to Madam Luo, “At that year, you insisted to allow He Danggui come back and said that she was the most sensible girl. Qian’s wife and I couldn’t stop you, but obeyed. But after He Danggui came into our house, there were no more peaceful days in our house, and there was no end of misfortunes. Zhu had been alive, and he could eat and sleep as before. But the day after He Danggui came in, he was unconscious again. I didn’t know by what means He Danggui bewitched you and carried Zhu away to her house. I had heard that she secretly withheld the medicine which the doctor had prescribed for Zhu. I couldn’t help saying angrily, ‘You are a cruel girl. Even if his mother had offended you, how could you hurt a child?’ She didn’t even let a 3-year-old child go. Madam Luo, she’s a ghost that comes to ask for payment of debt and takes our lives! She blames our family for being unkind to her and wants our whole family to pay for it! She is exactly a devil!”

Hearing this, Madam Luo and Luo Chuangu frowned. Madam Luo of course knew the secret of Zhu’s resurrection and falling in coma again. But when she heard that Sun Meiniang associated this with the theory of ghosts, she couldn’t help feeling a little frightened.

He Danggui said calmly, “I can walk, sit, breathe and eat. I have a chin and a shadow. What kind of a ghost am I? Besides, I’ve explained that the matter about Zhu many times. I dreamed of an old man with a white beard. He told me that Zhu couldn’t take those pills, or Zhu wouldn’t wake up. I put myself in Zhu’s shoes so that I kept back his medicine at the risk of being misunderstood by others, until Doctor Wu said that Zhu was getting better day by day since he was in Tao Yao Yard. So, it made me become more convinced that I was doing the right thing. And that’s why I keep withholding or replacing those pills with black rice soups.”

Hearing this, Sun Meiniang sneered and turned to Madam Luo. She squinted at He Danggui and said in a sharp tone, “Look, Madam Luo, she’s used to doing this kind of thing. 3 years ago, she stole Zhu’s life-saving medicine; 3 years later, she poisoned Concubine Hua’s antiabortifacient, which are the same things. Does she think that we are easy to be deceived by saying it’s ‘a dream’? Madam Luo, have you forgotten? On the third day, Zhu woke up after we took him away, and he was as live as before. It must be because we saved him from the evil girl. Isn’t that clear enough? She’s the devil who plays tricks behind the scenes!”

He Danggui raised her eyebrows and said, “Isn’t it a proof of my innocence that Zhu awakes and is as lively as before? If I had harmed him and given him something poisonous, how could he be so lively now that nothing has happened to him? As you say, doesn’t he lose half his life as a little boy right away? Why don’t you think the other way around? If I haven’t stopped him from taking those pills, he probably wouldn’t have recovered so quickly. Actually, Zhu was very weak at the beginning. He lived in my yard for a few months, and moved out for only 3 days. He woke up and was healthy as before. Is the credit to be given only for those 3 days?”

Feng Yang also felt very unfair. He knocked on the back of He Danggui’s chair with his fan and shouted, “Unexpectedly, there is such a thing that you do not distinguish between right and wrong, and do not know good or evil! The child lay motionlessly in her house. If she wanted to harm him, she only would need to cover the quilt in a short while. Why should she toil so hard to change the medicine for several months? At the risk of being found out and not being able to argue, what did she want? Then the child woke up and recovered, why not prove her innocence without thanking her for her work? Second Mistress, this is like a hungry person is full after eating ten steamed buns. Do you mean that the tenth one works and the first nine are useless?”

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