Ruan Jingqin never imagined that she would save an old lady from a ridiculous marriage.
The old lady of the Zhao family was grateful for her life-saving grace and insisted on giving her eldest son as her husband. There was an uproar in the capital. Everyone said that she, the Ruan girl, had climbed up a high branch to repay the favor.
Ruan Jingqin refused to recognize it.
She spent a lot of money to invite Taoist priests and declared in public in the main hall of the Zhao family - "The girl and the eldest son have conflicting fates, and I am afraid that it will hinder Mr. Zhao's career."
The whole hall fell silent, and the wedding fell through.
Ruan Jingqin was very satisfied.
Zhao Yeshu originally thought that the concubine wanted to get rich and powerful, but after finding out the truth, he was so angry that he couldn't sleep a wink for three days.
He couldn't swallow this breath and went to the door again and again, but was swept out with a broom. He wanted to see what this woman was capable of.
Unexpectedly, one look revealed the clue - there was a problem with the tea shop's accounts, so she angrily resigned three shopkeepers in one day; the rouge shop was a naughty slave and deceived the master, so she kicked out seven boys in half a month; her deceased father suddenly passed away, and her evil relatives went north to rob the family. She wore sackcloth and showed filial piety while resisting the enemy forcefully.
Zhao Yeshu looked at it, and the annoyance in his heart disappeared, but there was something else.
He personally led his servants to break through the gate of the Ruan Mansion, beat away the destitute side clan in a few strokes, and invited Jing Zhaoyin to be a witness, and sent the evil relatives and their luggage out of the capital.
After he finished, he stood at the foot of the steps and looked up at her: "Miss Ruan, will you consider me again?"
Ruan Jingqin raised her eyebrows: "I can consider it. It lasts for three months. If I fail the assessment, I will return it immediately."
Zhao Yeshu: "... Okay."
Later, Zhao Yeshu became an official, reaching the third rank, and was a close minister of the prince. It was said in the capital that he had a virtuous wife in his family, who was gentle and virtuous, and was Lord Zhao's right-hand man.
Only he knew that Mrs. Ruan was gentle and gentle, and the broom that swept him out... Was still hanging in the study.
Intention: You don't have to rely on others to show favor, you have to straighten your waist.