Chapter 85: Li Qingluo
Murong Ji sighed softly, and held her in his arms. He couldn't suppress his breath as he smelled the grass-like fragrance on her body.

"My dear, are you blaming me for not taking good care of the family..."

Murong Ji smiled and scratched her delicate nose: "What are you thinking about? Everyone has his own specialty. You can't ask a cook to embroider or a carpenter to carve melons."

Mu Wanqing chuckled, "Are you scolding me?"

Murong Ji swung her butt, causing Mu Wanqing's delicate body to tremble. "How can I bear to scold you? Okay, I'll go find someone to clean up the yard first. Do you want to come with me?"

Mu Wanqing hesitated for a moment, but still nodded. She knew in her heart that they were most likely going to Yanziwu, the ancestral home of the Murong family.

She followed Murong Ji out of the door shyly, as timid as a young wife.

We boarded the boat on Lake Tai and headed towards Mantuo Villa.

Murong Ji got ashore, turned back and supported Mu Wanqing.

"Sir, you are back."

Murong Ji glanced at the patrolling people and saw some familiar faces. "Yeah, it's you again."

"Yeah, I made a fool of myself when I first met you. Hey? You brought your little wife to see the lady?"

Several familiar maids chuckled slightly.

Murong Ji looked back and saw that Mu Wanqing's expression was very complicated and difficult to describe.

She knew this place very well. She had followed her mother here many times to kill this naughty fox!
Now actually...

"Okay, stop it. Where is my aunt... uh... my aunt?"

Several people looked at each other, but did not reply immediately. After hesitating for a long time, they said, "Madam should be in Furong Garden."

Murong Ji nodded, "You guys go ahead and do your work, I'll go see my aunt."

Pulling Mu Wanqing towards Furong Garden.

Mu Wanqing hesitated for a long time before asking, "Are you Li Qingluo's nephew?"

Murong Ji smiled, "What else? She was originally my aunt, and in the end...she was also raised by Old Madam Wang, so it's only right to call her aunt."

Looking at Mu Wanqing's expression, Murong Ji knew what she was thinking: "You also know the relationship between my aunt and Duan Zhengchun. Don't worry about the affairs of their generation."

"Let them deal with it themselves."

Mu Wanqing hesitated for a long time before she said, "I, my mother and I once tried to kill her..."

Murong Ji patted her hand soothingly, "Don't worry, the entire Gusu is almost the private land of the Murong family and Mantuo Villa."

"You came to Gusu, but you couldn't buy that house without your aunt's approval."

If it were any other time, when they, mother and daughter, came to Suzhou, it would be like starting a new life. The name Murong Ji was like giving her a golden medal of immunity from death.

Naturally, Li Qingluo would not make things difficult for her because of her care and love for her.

When he arrived at Hibiscus Garden, he heard a lot of noise and screams. Murong Ji's face looked a little ugly. Over the years, whenever he returned to Gusu, he heard about the bad reputation and scandal of Mantuo Villa.

After all, she is a woman, and a divorced woman at that, so there are all kinds of rumors out there.

When he walked into Furong Garden, Murong Ji saw a group of women digging a pit. A middle-aged man and several women were lying beside the pit.

Several people were tied up tightly and their mouths were stuffed with a lot of rags.

In order to survive, I had to keep bowing my head.

Murong Ji's face was a little gloomy. He glanced at his aunt, who was sitting beside him, sipping tea leisurely.

Murong Ji took a deep breath, walked forward, and bowed, "Aunt." Li Qingluo's eyes lit up when she saw Murong Ji, and finally turned into one sentence, "You're back."

"Hmm. Auntie, what is this?"

Li Qingluo's face was full of murderous intent. She looked at the people who kept kowtowing and said coldly, "This person owes our family money and has been slow to pay it back. We are collecting the debt today and will use it as fertilizer for the flowers."

Murong Ji was about to say, 'Maybe he encountered some difficulties, so he gave them some time to breathe,' but his face froze and he looked at the bag of silver on the table.

It was more than half a person’s height and was filled with small silver ingots weighing one tael each.

Is this because you have no money?

Then he thought of something. Li Qingluo was a love-brained person, but she was not stupid. She had an extremely outstanding talent in business, and she was also scheming, ruthless, and kind-hearted.

She is naturally proud of her ability to make Suzhou's industry flourish.

He didn't know how rich Mantuo Villa was. In Gusu, without the support of the Wang family, they were able to resist the invasion of the Murong family and still thrive, which showed their ability.

Suddenly, Murong Ji understood why she chose him as the heir, because of his connections.

He was born in the "Su faction" and was the son-in-law of the Yang family, so he naturally knew who to help with the official power.

[Then this person... is a pawn crossing the river] Murong Ji lowered his eyelids. The person behind this was simply because he saw that Li Qingluo was beautiful and was a divorced woman, so naturally he had some evil thoughts in mind.

Unexpectedly, Li Qingluo was a tough guy.

Thinking of this, Murong Ji's face became gloomy again.

The ancients always attached great importance to men passing down the family line. Why? Because they were afraid of being wiped out!
What's the quickest way to make money than by plundering other people's property? !

Directly robbing her would be criticized and might even lead to a lawsuit, so it would be more reasonable to marry the woman first, then seize her property, and then not long after, have her die of illness or sudden death.

As far as Murong Ji knew, this was still considered good. Some people were so disgusting that they accepted both mother and daughter.

Even if there is a male child, but there is no one in the clan, the only male child in the family may sometimes die inexplicably and in a ridiculous way.

Or, some evil things were done by relatives in the clan.

"Aunt, leave these things to me. There's no need to dirty your hands."

Li Qingluo smiled, "Oh? How do you deal with it?"

Murong Ji asked back, "Auntie, please tell me how you want to deal with this and how you can get rid of your anger."

Li Qingluo glanced at the middle-aged man coldly. Thinking that Murong Ji was away studying, those scholars were always kind and righteous. She was afraid that he would have a psychological burden, so she said, "This dog thief is not a good thing either."

"After becoming rich, it was common for him to deduct wages. He also kept a mistress outside. He..."

Suddenly, Li Qingluo's eyes lit up, and she raised her hand, signaling to take off the cloth blocking the middle-aged man's mouth.

Immediately a maid came forward and took it out.

Li Qingluo asked: "Do you want to live?"

"Think, think! I am blind and have offended the owner of the manor. I hope the owner will be magnanimous and forgive me..."

Li Qingluo chuckled, "If you want to live, then kill your wife and take your concubine as your concubine..."

Murong Ji: "..."

Feeling a little worried, he leaned over to Li Qingluo's ear and whispered, "Aunt, isn't this a bit too much? For Duan Zhengchun, there's no need..."

(End of this chapter)