Chapter 4 — The Husband and Little Uncle Fake the Disaster, My Sister and I Clean Up the Marquis' Palace

I smiled: "Why don't you say it again? Isn't it possible that the two words Tieu cannot be written with one stroke of the pen? Wouldn't the Marquis Palace collapse and you wouldn't live well? Now that the Marquis Palace lacks money to pay the debt, should you elders open your wallets generously?" The lobby was so quiet that only the sound of crackling flowers and lights remained. Tam Tu Tam opened his mouth, the horizontal flesh on his face trembled twice, but in the end he still couldn't choke out a word. I put away my books and lowered my voice very slightly, but it made everyone present feel cold behind me.

"When you want to divide the estate, the Marquis is everyone's Marquis. When you have to pay debts, the Marquis becomes the Marquis of a widow like me. Elders, there is no such convenience in this world."

I turned around and walked out, walked to the door and stopped.

"That's right, there's one more thing. From today onwards, all the assets of the Marquis Palace are under the full management of me and the eldest sister. Anyone who has an opinion should first pay the 120,000 taels of silver on behalf of the Marquis Palace and then come to the table."

There was silence behind him. I walked out of the lobby, Tieu Ngoc Xu leaned against the hallway pillar, giving me a thumbs up. The moon has already climbed high. That night, Tieu Ngoc Xu and I packed everything that could be packed into the chest. Gold and silver items, authentic paintings, several stacks of valuable marble, and the last few silver coins in the warehouse, combined to make a total of five large chests. It's not much, but it's enough for three women to have food and clothing for the next half of their lives. Tieu Ngoc Xu arranged for the buyer to come to the back door on the same night, transacting in cash, with one hand delivering the money and the other hand delivering the goods. Two shops and a manor house, 12,000 taels of silver money were exchanged, sewn into a double cotton shirt, no one could search it out. Before dawn, the two of us stood in the half-empty warehouse, looking at each other.

“Have you thought about the civil status matter carefully?” Tieu Ngoc Xu asked.

"Think carefully. Today I will go to Nha Mon and erase my civil registration."

"Once the civil registration is deleted, there will be no more relationship with the Tieu family."

“I still can't ask.”

Tieu Ngoc Xu was silent for a moment, then nodded: "I'll go with you." As soon as it is dawn, we carry the evidence of "death" out the door. The morning in the capital was gray and dim, there were still not many people on the streets. The two of us, one in front and one behind, walked on the paved road, no one turned around to look at the big gate of the Marquis Palace once more. The clerk in the temple took the evidence, looked at it for a long time, then raised his head to look at the two of us, his expression extremely wonderful.

"Two ladies, once this household registration is destroyed, you will no longer be a member of the Tieu family. If anything happens in the future, it cannot be changed."

“I know.”

Thu looked at Tieu Ngoc Xu again: "Miss Tieu, you are the eldest daughter of the Tieu family, are you also deleted?" Tieu Ngoc Xu pushed the evidence in front of him: "My younger brothers are all dead, why am I still the eldest lady of the Tieu family?" Thu choked up a bit, didn't ask any more questions, bowed her head and stamped. On the civil registration, the three words Tham Tri Vi were crossed out with a stroke of a pen. The three words Tieu Ngoc Xu were also crossed out with one stroke of a pen. From now on, this Marquis Palace, these people, these matters, will no longer have anything to do with us. I put the evidence away, turned around and walked out big gate of Nha Mon. Then we stop. Tieu Ngoc Xu also stopped. Across the street stood two people. Tieu Thua Duc and Tieu Thua Trach. They were standing there completely unharmed, wearing normal civilian clothes, with tired looks on their faces from the long journey, looking up at the yamen's sign. Tieu Thua Trach was the one who saw us first. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Boy? Big sister? Why are you two here?" Tieu Thua Duc also turned his head, his eyes fell on my face, his eyebrows frowned slightly. I said nothing. Tieu Ngoc Xu clenched his fist. The sun rose from the end of the street, shining on Tieu Thua Duc's face exactly like his previous life. He's still alive. Indeed he is still alive. He walked towards me, stretched out his hand, his voice naturally carrying concern: "What's wrong? Did something happen in the palace? I heard you guys came to the temple, what happened?" I look at him. This person in my previous life made me secrete for three years, made me cough up blood and die in an empty room, made me hear his father laugh and say that he lived very well in Jiangnan before his death. Now he stands before me, asking me what happened in the palace.