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A Noble Daughter Reborn: The Second Cousin of the Hou Mansion

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In that life, her father died in battle for her, pierced by thousands of arrows to death, the eldest sister defended her innocence, and lost everything for the rest of her life, while she made incense for him and collected all the wealth in the worl...

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Chapter 1460 Chen Mansion

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The carriage is also very different. Although the inside of this carriage cannot be seen clearly and the carriage is almost plain, anyone with eyes can see at a glance that the wood used for this horse is definitely more than a hundred years old. The wood is strong, durable and not easy to break.

The children were all running behind the carriage, and the people in the village were also guessing who this carriage was for and whose relative it was?

Until the carriage stopped outside a house, many people sighed, as if there were not so many accidents. This is no wonder, in this poor and remote place of theirs, there are not many wealthy relatives. If there are such relatives, it is probably the Chen family.

Daxiang got off the carriage, stepped forward, pushed the door open, and then came back and spoke to Shen Qingci.

"Ma'am, the door is closed."

At this time, Daxiang couldn't help but raise her chest very high, as if she had returned home in fine clothes, and this feeling really shouldn't be too good.

No wonder they say that there are four major joyous events in life, the first of which is when she is nominated for the gold list. She must have felt like this at the time. Of course, she didn't realize it, and she felt that she was superior to others.

That’s how it feels anyway.

Shen Qingci opened the curtain and raised her face slightly, only to see the word "Chen Mansion" on the door.

"Chen Mansion?"

"Long watch, are we on the wrong track?"

Shen Qingci asked Chang Geng where the Chen Mansion came from. When she bought this house for March, it was not the Chen Mansion.

"Madam, no," Chang Geng was sure, "there is only one such three-entry house here."

"Only one place?"

Shen Qingci frowned slightly. She took out her gauze hat from one side, put it on, and walked out holding Daxiang's hand.

And she stood in front of this house, looking left and right for a long time. This couldn't be wrong. How could it become the Chen's house?

There is a persimmon tree at the door, a paulownia tree in the yard, and a pipa tree in the backyard. The villagers plant two trees, one for poverty and two for livelihood.

There is indeed only one big house in this village, and only one house with these two kinds of trees.

But, isn't this the house she bought for March? The name of the house is also March, but where did March go?

"Ask the villagers."

Shen Qingci got into the carriage again, and then asked Daxiang to inquire. She just wanted to know when the house she bought for Daxiang belonged to the Chen family?

As for the surname Chen, most of the people in this village also have the surname Chen, so she really doesn't know where the Chen Mansion above comes from.

After hearing this, Daxiang quickly found a seemingly shrewd aunt and took a small piece of broken silver from her body. In fact, Daxiang used to be very rare for these silver coins, but now, he has no big idea about silver. She felt like she was rich and didn't care anymore.

But these scraps of silver may be a windfall for ordinary villagers, and this windfall is enough to allow them to live for several good years.

"Auntie, look at that house. It's quite big, and it's also the biggest in the village." Daxiang pointed at the Chen Mansion, "Our master is from out of town, and the Feng Shui at this time is good, with mountains and water. , so I want to buy some property here."

"That's not true." When this woman heard others say that their village had good feng shui, how could she not like it.

"Our village is a geomantic treasure, let me tell you..."

The woman never stopped talking, talking about how wonderful her village was, as if the ground was filled with gold and jade.

Daxiang's eyes kept dancing just listening to it.

In fact, she was just casually talking about it. This remote and remote place was not as good as their village. No matter how good their village was, it was still under the emperor's feet. There were still a lot of pickled vegetables to grow.

How can one become rich on such a crooked road? His wife once said that a place can be rich only by how well the roads are built, so the place where Yipinxiang is located must be above the official road.

In such a Huangyang Village, even if there are ten Yipinxiang shops, no one dares to come here, and they are afraid that if something goes wrong, even the people and the carriage will be thrown into the ditch.

She had been riding the carriage all the way today and had only glanced outside. Now her little heart was still beating wildly.

She finally interrupted the woman, then stretched out her hand and pointed at the house, "I think that house in the village is the best. I wonder if it can be sold. Our master is willing to pay any amount of money." .”

"that house?"

The woman curled her lips and said, "You should choose another one, or buy a piece of land and build one yourself."

"It takes time to build a house," Daxiang asked quickly, "Don't the people in the house not want to sell it? The amount of money is easy to negotiate. My master is not short of money."

"It's not about money."

The woman touched the broken silver at her waist, curled her lips again, and then pulled Daxiang's sleeves.

"Come with Auntie, I'll tell you slowly."

Daxiang nodded and followed the woman to a deserted place. Then the woman started talking to Daxiang.

Girl, my aunt will tell you.

The woman rolled her eyelids again, her tone of voice was full of yin and yang.

"I'm telling you, don't buy that house. That house is a trap."

"A trap?" Daxiang turned his face, "There is a hole dug in the house. Will you fall into it if you go in?"

The woman covered her mouth and laughed.

"You are a little girl who knows how to laugh. How can you dig a hole in the house? The house is really good and new. There is also the only sweet water well in our village. We wanted to go to that well in the past. Bring some water in the house, everyone is welcome, and they never give us a bad look. Some older people go over and help carry water. It is really difficult for anyone to ask for help at home. That is, why are there so many shameless people in this world?"

The woman was grinding her teeth as she spoke. The sound made Daxiang couldn't help but touch her arm, as if a piece of flesh was about to be bitten off. It was quite cold.

"Auntie, what do you mean by this?"

Daxiang listened for a long time, but still didn't understand.

Women may have kept this matter in their hearts for too long, but no one dares to mention it now. Don't they all say that the poor should not fight against the rich?

They all come from poor families, so naturally they can't fight against others. At first, some people complained, but as time went by, no one mentioned it anymore, and now most of them have been forgotten.

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