Isn't This Place Far Too Run-Down?

Is there anyone who doesn't know about this now?

Why did these ladies come? It's because the Empress Dowager gave the order and directly allocated Zhou Wanwan's courtyard to Old Madam Zhou.

How could they not understand?

The eldest princess and Zhou Wanwan's family were disliked, not only by the Empress Dowager, but also by the Emperor and Noble Consort Ning.

Who would dare to mess with a family like that?

But this old lady, if you curry favor with her, you might be able to say something to the Empress Dowager and turn your life around.

The ladies and old ladies all brought out very valuable gifts.

Old Madam Zhou swallowed hard when she saw the gifts, then pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Come on, come on, I'll take you to my house. I really like this yard; I've heard it has a lot of exotic flowers and plants."

Soon someone found Zhou Fuyu, Song Qingfeng also arrived. He looked at Zhou Fuyu with a smile and said:

"Fuyu! I never expected you to be living in such a big house so soon. Your father is still living in the Marquis Dingbei's Residence!"

How about I move in with you?

Song Qingfeng is nominally Zhou Fuyu's father.

Zhou Fuyu said with a forced smile:

"Dad, if this were my house, I wouldn't have a problem with you coming to stay."

But this house belongs to my mother, and I'm really embarrassed to ask her for it.

Song Qingfeng chuckled and said:

"Oh! Isn't it all the same? We're all family, why be so different?"

I'm also having a run of bad luck right now; the General Dingbei's Residence hasn't chosen an heir yet!

If I were to become the heir, you would still be my only son.

Besides, with us living here, you can earn a reputation for being filial, don't you think?

Zhou Fuyu sighed and said, "Alright! It's quite lively with the whole family living together."

Song Qingfeng was satisfied. "I want to see what kind of place the Princess lives in. Now that she's been driven away, I'll enjoy it for her."

Song Qingfeng sighed and said:

"I've already told her everything, but she insists on getting a divorce."

"Luckily, I divorced her, otherwise I would have starved."

In truth, Song Qingfeng was quite pleased; the more destitute the princess became, the happier he was.

They arrived at the Zhou Residence next door, and everyone was stunned.

Looking at the Zhou Residence, Song Qingfeng said, "This Zhou Residence is quite poor! It doesn't even have a door, no, no, it doesn't even have walls, hahahahaha."

The others also looked puzzled and asked, "How did the Zhou Residence become like this?"

When they entered the courtyard, they found the house in complete disarray. All that remained were a dozen or so dilapidated thatched huts, empty and devoid of any belongings. The tables, chairs, and ornaments had all been removed.

The ground was full of potholes and mud, and the weeds in the yard grew so tall they were almost waist-high, growing wildly and tangling everywhere.

Forget about rare and exotic flowers and plants; there wasn't even a single ordinary plant to be seen. The place looked dilapidated and impoverished, desolate and bleak.

The ladies were dumbfounded. "We all thought this house, with its six courtyards, would be quite nice. How did it turn out like this?"

"How could this be a thatched hut? Good heavens, I never imagined that the Princess would live in a place like this."

"This place is so dilapidated! It's covered in grass, how can there be so much grass!"

Everyone was stunned, and Old Madam Zhou was especially stunned.

This house should have been beautiful, how did it become like this in such a short time?

These plants were naturally stimulated by Zhou Wanwan; she spared no effort in stimulating their growth for an entire hour.

The grass is now growing incredibly lush, some of it is almost as tall as the houses.

It would take several days to get rid of these weeds, let alone build a house. And it's not just about building a house; the whole yard needs to be renovated.

This is not something that can be solved with a few thousand or tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Even buying a house wouldn't require this kind of expense.

Old Madam Zhou was so angry she felt dizzy. "This must have been done by Zhou Wanwan. No one else could have done it. Where on earth is Zhou Wanwan?"

Zhou Fuyu was so angry that he stomped his feet. He had originally thought he could live a good life, but now whoever wanted to live that good life could live it.

This house is not a place for normal people to live in.

They turned around and went back to the old house, only to find that it was just as dilapidated as the new house.

Everything in the house was gone; it was a complete mess.

The grass in the yard has grown really tall.

After Zhou Wanwan saw the princess and the others off, she waited here.

She watched as everything in the house slowly turned into this.

The Old Scholar Tree said softly, "The palace has been giving them quite a lot of rewards lately; now they've been wiped out in one fell swoop."

Zhou Wanwan nodded and said:

"I'm not comfortable leaving it here with them. What if Zhou Qingzhou gambles it all away? I'll have nowhere to turn to cry."

I can finally get a good night's sleep tonight. I wasn't planning on messing with them anymore, but they still won't let me go.

Alas! They were never destined for Fugui.

Zhou Wanwan and the Old Scholar Tree disappeared quickly.

Zhou Wanwan was really good to the Zhou Family; she even had more than a dozen small thatched huts built for them, just in case they had nowhere to live.

They didn't even replace the door for them.

We have to leave them some space, don't we?

Looking at the thatched hut, Old Madam Zhou's face turned ashen with anger. "Go, hurry up and check inside my house to see if anything is missing!"

When Old Madam Zhou went inside, she found that all of her large trunks were gone.

She collapsed to the ground, crying, "It's all gone! Everything! All the things the Empress Dowager gave me are gone! Go find them quickly! Report it to the authorities!"

The Minister of the Court of Judicial Review arrived quickly. He and his men searched the house thoroughly, looking it over from all angles, and said, "Are you sure your house didn't look like this before? This looks just like your house!"

Old Madam Zhou roared:

"How could this be? There weren't this many weeds here when we left!"

And our house isn't a thatched hut, it's a brick and tile house.

The Minister of the Court of Judicial Review shook his head and said:

"Auntie, you should at least take a good look at these weeds, shouldn't you?"

These weeds have already covered your house; did they really sprout up in just half an hour?

Old Madam Zhou couldn't understand this problem either. When they left home, they cleared all the weeds from the house, but now these weeds were sprouting up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

These weeds, even if planted fresh, couldn't possibly grow this tall, could they?

The Minister of the Court of Judicial Review said indifferently, "Anyway, I can't handle this matter. You can deal with it yourselves!"

The Minister of the Court of Judicial Review simply fled with a group of people. Seriously? This place is practically haunted!

He looked at Chen Ankang beside him and said:

Do you know what happened?

Having handled so many cases, I find this year's cases utterly unbelievable; I'm starting to question the meaning of life.

Chen Ankang, if you know the truth, please tell me!

I can't take this constant fear anymore.