RPAGF Chapter 206 Looting 9
Chapter 206 Looting 9
Unless there are poor families who truly don't care about their daughters, they might be willing to marry their daughters off to them, but Fan Zhengde would definitely not be interested in that.
He thought that a poor peasant girl, who was not good-looking, illiterate, rude, and vulgar, could not possibly become the wife of his beloved eldest son, Kang'er.
Being a maid, a concubine, or a maidservant is enough.
And so, for more than twenty years, Fan Baokang, the eldest son of Lord Fan, remained unmarried, though he did have more than twenty concubines and maids in his household.
In addition, 14 maids and servants were beaten to death by Fan Baokang. In the Fan family mansion, especially in Fan Baokang's courtyard, the lives of servants were truly not considered lives.
Ziyue looked at everything expressionlessly, and decided to make a trip to the Fan residence tonight.
That evening, after Ziyue finished dinner, she and Xiaojiu sat together to watch a movie. By the time the movie ended, it was already 11 p.m.
After putting Xiao Jiu'er into his spatial storage and letting him play there, Zi Yue used teleportation and invisibility to arrive at the residence of Minister of Works Fan Mude in the blink of an eye.
On a dark and windy night, the people set fire to the place.
However, she's not here to kill anyone today; she's here to find treasure.
Guided by Xiao Jiu'er, they arrived directly at the Fan family's storeroom. First, there was the public storeroom, filled with grain, and then boxes upon boxes of cloth, including silk, satin, gauze, damask, and various coarse fabrics...
New clothes that have been made.
Porcelain, bronze, and various utensils.
Tea, ginseng, pigments, books, gold and silver...
All income space.
This is only a small part that is visible on the surface; the real big part is yet to come.
Ziyue then went to Fan Mude's study.
They collected all the books in the study, even the bookshelf, which was made of rosewood.
After clearing out the study, Ziyue teleported to the secret room next to the study.
There were twenty boxes of gold and silver, about ten boxes of jewelry, rare ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, antiques... as well as account books of his embezzlement and bribery, and incriminating evidence against other officials...
Ziyue didn't look closely. With a quick glance, she saw more than forty boxes and put them all into her space.
After leaving the secret room, Ziyue gave Fan Mude and Fan Baokang drugs. These drugs would make them feel extremely tired, and as time went on, their sleep duration would increase, and their bodies would become weaker and weaker.
In less than two months, she will not even have the strength to walk or lift her arms. In the end, she may not even have the strength to open her mouth to eat, and she will have to be forced to eat by others.
However, I hope that someone will take care of them and feed them when the time comes.
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After leaving the Fan residence, Ziyue went to one of Fan Mude's villas.
Even Zhuang, Fan Mude's current wife, was unaware of this villa.
There are quite a few things hidden here.
Ziyue went directly into the underground vault in the courtyard where he hid his things. There were more than a hundred boxes in total, as well as a lot of timber, which were just placed on the ground and not put into boxes.
Ziyue put them all into her spatial storage.
After finishing with the house, Ziyue went home.
As for Zhuang, Fan Mude's current wife, Ziyue originally did not intend to go to her courtyard. Firstly, she had no blood on her hands; all she might have done was deliberately guide and spoil Fan Baokang, the son of his first wife.
In addition, all she had was her dowry, which was given to her by her family when she got married, plus what she earned herself.
She doesn't lack what she has, and Zhuang has raised her son quite well; he will be a good official in the future. It can only be said that a good bamboo shoot can emerge from a bad one.
However, all of Gongzhong's belongings were lost overnight. If only her courtyard remained unscathed, it would inevitably arouse suspicion. Ziyue was also afraid that she would not be able to protect her dowry.
So Ziyue made another trip and ransacked Zhuang's belongings, but she left her some personal savings and a few pieces of jewelry.
In addition, a note was slipped into her hand with an address on it, telling her that her dowry was untouched and had been left there, and that she could secretly retrieve it if needed.
Not to mention how shocked Zhuang Shi was when she woke up and saw the note in her hand, she was even more terrified when she discovered that all the valuables in the mansion had been stolen.
She didn't know if what was written on the note was true, but she had a feeling that the person who left the note for her wasn't lying to her.
However, she plans to go and see for herself when she has time to put her mind at ease.
The mansion is currently under the watchful eyes of countless people, and now is not a good time.
She is in no hurry.
Later, after confirming that her dowry was still intact, Zhuang took advantage of Fan Mude's unconscious state to press his handprint onto the divorce agreement, as well as proof that he had separated from his son and severed ties.
Afterwards, she took her son and left, returning to her parents' home in Jiangnan.
She knew that Fan Mude was beyond saving, and she couldn't let her son be buried with him. Only by staying away could she have a glimmer of hope.
She has a dowry and a shop, so she won't have to worry about food and drink. When she returns to Jiangnan, her aunt can also help her out. She and her son don't need to worry about their future.
However, that's a story for another time. Let's get back to the present—
After doing all this, Ziyue teleported back to her room on the third floor of Jinzui Garden.
I went into the space, took a bath, and then went to sleep.
The next day, when Ziyue woke up and was having breakfast, she heard Zhen'er excitedly telling her the gossip she had heard.
"Miss, Miss, the Minister of Works' house was burgled last night. It was completely ransacked; I heard even a lot of furniture is gone."
"When Lord Fan woke up, he saw his empty storeroom and immediately vomited blood and fainted."
"The household is now entirely supported by the Minister's wife."
"I wonder who the Minister of Works offended. Someone must be seeking revenge to have emptied their house so much. Otherwise, why would they not steal from other houses but specifically from his?"
"This isn't just my opinion; many people on the street are saying the same thing."
While listening to Zhen'er's gossip, Ziyue ate her breakfast. Zhen'er had a pleasant voice, and when she spoke, her voice was full of ups and downs, with her own little emotions and insights, just like a storyteller. Ziyue treated it as a story to accompany her meal.
"Everyone knows that the eldest son of that family is a womanizer who abducts women and always beats the maids and servants in the house."
"Miss, Miss, do you remember Xiao Wang, the waiter at the restaurant next door? I heard that the eldest sister of the cousin's aunt's ...
Upon hearing this, Ziyue almost choked on the mouthful of soup she had just drunk.
With such a long prefix and such a complicated relationship, how did Zhen'er manage to remember it all? She's not a person with a photographic memory, it's truly amazing.
Is this the power of gossip?
Indeed, no one can resist the allure of gossip.
This is what happened last night. It's only been a short time, but there are already multiple versions of the story. Many of the dirty secrets that the Fan family used to hide have also been unearthed.
Ziyue swallowed the soup, ate a crystal bun, and gestured for Zhen'er to continue.
Encouraged, Zhen'er spoke with even greater enthusiasm.
"Their family had many daughters to begin with, and after receiving a sum of money, not one of them went to the Fan residence to inquire about their daughter's body."
"At least take the body home and give it a proper burial. That money was for their eldest daughter's life. They didn't even care about their daughter's body. They are truly cold-blooded to the extreme."
"Sigh, what's wrong with our daughter? Does that mean she can be treated like any Tom, Dick, or Harry? Why should only sons carry on the family line? Why should only sons inherit the family fortune? Why should her parents not care at all when their daughter dies?"
Zhen'er didn't quite understand. She was the only daughter in her family. Although her family hadn't been very well off before, her parents had given her all their love and care.
They did everything they could to give her the best they could.
Her father didn't have any preference for sons over daughters. Her mother only gave birth to her, and her father wouldn't let her have any more children.
It is said that childbirth is like passing through the gates of hell for a woman, damaging her vitality and health. It is not worth harming the health of the person sharing your bed for the sake of the child.
He said his daughter was his sweet little cotton-padded jacket, and that he loved his daughter very much.
They said that if the couple worked hard, they would find a husband for their daughter in the future, as they were reluctant to marry her off.
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Therefore, although Zhen'er also knew that the world was now dominated by men and women, and that the husband was the head of the household, she had seen many examples of sons being treated like little emperors at home.
The best meat and eggs all go to the sons, while the daughters might not get to eat a single bite of meat all year round. In fact, the daughters have to do a lot of housework and start working to earn money from a very young age...
But she still didn't understand. What's wrong with her daughter? Isn't her own child? Should her daughter be born to suffer like this?
She wanted to help those girls; she wanted to help them...
As Zhen'er spoke, her voice grew softer and her tone more and more dejected. Ziyue slowly put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and then looked intently at the little girl beside her.
This little girl has grown up. Xingmeng has been training her for several years, and she's ready to graduate.