She Became A Downfall Noble Lady
Chapter 146 - 145 Delivered

Chapter 146: Chapter 145 Delivered

Jiang Yifan spoke indifferently, "Yes, there should be similar-looking people in the world, but isn’t it unlikely for two people who look alike to appear at the same time?" Two people resembling Miss Ye and her personal Nanny Jin appear simultaneously? Who could be fooled by that?

Jinrong spread his hands with a shameless expression, "How would I know? Anyway, I only know that the Ye Family’s Legitimate Granddaughter is already dead, and the person I met again is Lady Qi from the second branch of the Qi family. Plus, their characters and temperaments are completely different, so they obviously can’t be the same person. Oh, right..."

Jinrong suddenly slapped his forehead, "At that time, Duke An’s Mansion seemed to have only mentioned the granddaughter’s passing, without mentioning Nanny Jin, right?"

Jiang Yifan didn’t know what Jinrong was getting at, so he didn’t cooperate in time, just watching him talk to himself.

Jinrong, with a gleeful tone, said, "Think about it, having Ye Xinyan and Nanny Jin appear under the same roof is indeed a problem. Now it’s fine. I, Sixth Master, with a stroke of quick wit, have thought of a solution."

With that, Jinrong glanced at Jiang Yifan with pride. Indeed, a scholar is useless in certain respects, no matter how talented or handsome, they would never think of such an idea.

Jiang Yifan, after watching Jinrong show off enough, finally asked, "Sixth Master, why don’t you share your stroke of genius with us?"

Jinrong laughed and said, "How about this? After the Ye Family’s granddaughter passed away, Nanny Jin was thrown out of the Duke’s Mansion and on her way back to her hometown in destitution, she met Lady Qi who looks extremely similar to Miss Ye. Overjoyed, she acknowledged her as her master. Hence, we have two similar-looking people now."

Indeed, what a stroke of quick wit, to actually come up with such a pretext.

"To concoct a lie that can even move oneself, Sixth Master, you truly are in a class of your own," Jiang Yifan gestured a thumbs-up at Jinrong, and then picked up his chopsticks to eat his meal, unfazed.

After all, autumn harvest was approaching, and he was busy with official duties. Having worked hard all day, he was disturbed by this guy, unable to enjoy a smooth meal, subjected only to nauseating talk.

Jinrong also picked up a chopstick full of food into his bowl, saying, "I’m not wildly imagining things. There’s a saying, ’The world is so large, there’s nothing that doesn’t exist,’ this explanation should suffice."

After a thought, he tentatively added, "If you’re not at ease, why not send a couple of your servants to the Qi family then?"

Jiang Yifan nearly choked and angrily said, "What do I have to be uneasy about? Sixth Master, do whatever you want, and don’t look for such flimsy excuses."

Jinrong was afraid of this; after all, Ye Xinyan was Jiang Yifan’s ex-wife, and he especially favored Jiang Yifan’s talents and intelligence, so this matter was really tricky to handle.

"Ye Xinyan is truly a rare talent in business, and I just couldn’t bear to see her talent get buried. If it weren’t for the fact that the servants from your mansion are of no use in the eyes of those in the capital, I wouldn’t have done this, right?"

This explanation might have been better left unsaid. As soon as the words left his mouth, Jinrong felt they were inappropriate, as if to suggest that Jiang Yifan was especially useless.

Sure enough, Jiang Yifan became truly angry, nearly pointing his finger at Jinrong’s nose to question him, and after suppressing his anger for quite a while, he finally asked coldly, "Is Sixth Master implying that I’m useless?"

Jinrong, with a sense of resignation, said, "Forget it, forget it, I misspoke. You really shouldn’t be angry; in this world, people who can be of use under the power of the princes and Duke An’s Mansion are truly few, and there’s no shame in that."

"I just remembered, there are still some affairs I haven’t settled, so I will take my leave first." Jiang Yifan stood up, brushed off his sleeves, and left.

What’s this about? He was divorced from Ye Xinyan, and she was indeed just his ex-wife. But, that ex-wife was still associated with him, Jiang Yifan, wasn’t she? And when real trouble came, he was actually helpless!

When Ye Xinyan’s side was filled with maids and old woman servants from Prince Yu’s Mansion, where would he put his face?

Shi Yu directed Shi Shu to follow Jiang Yifan, then turned towards Jinrong with a bow and apologetic gestures, "As the autumn harvest approaches, the business in the Yamen has become extremely complicated. My master has indeed been somewhat tired these days. I hope the Sixth Master can overlook this."

Jinrong waved his hand and picked up his chopsticks, "No matter, go attend to your master. I will leave once I have finished eating." Finally, he could have a peaceful dinner. He couldn’t just eat half a meal here and then go back to eat the other half, could he? That was not Jinrong’s style of doing things.

Shi Yu hesitated, but ultimately did not dare to leave Jinrong behind. He exchanged a glance with Hongzhi and said, "My master has Shi Shu and a few others to serve him, so it would be better for me to stay and await the Sixth Master’s commands."

"Very well. This soup has gotten a bit cold, take it away," Jinrong said casually, not the least bit embarrassed, "Tell the kitchen to make another quick soup dish. It’s alright if the dishes are cold, but cold soup really is unbearable."

Shi Yu stole a glance at Jinrong, thinking that not only was cold soup unbearable, but neither should the Sixth Master be served cold dishes.

Shi Yu hastily instructed the kitchen to replace the soup and to make a few more quick warm dishes...

As a result of this situation, Nanny Jin, relying on Steward Yang to find a new maid, saw four old woman servants and two maids from Sixth Master Rong’s Mansion follow Hongzhi into the Qi family’s snack shop before any resolution was reached.

This was the fifth day since Fan Zhengyuan sent cakes to Jinrong Residence.

That morning, at Chen Hour, Nanny Jin was directing Qi Ercheng and a new boy from Clear Water Village to clean the shopfront. She looked up by chance and saw a group of seven people led by Hongzhi approaching their establishment grandly.

Nanny Jin looked carefully. She wasn’t mistaken; there were indeed a few old woman servants and maids following behind Hongzhi.

She instinctively looked around to see if she had missed Sixth Master Rong, wondering if the Sixth Master had already entered their shop or was near the shop.

But there was no sign of him.

As Nanny Jin observed the group with puzzlement, Hongzhi had already approached them.

While Hongzhi knew that the Sixth Master had sent his servants for Lady Qi’s safety, he found himself at a loss when faced with Nanny Jin’s bafflement.

"This humble one, Hongzhi, greets Nanny Jin," said Hongzhi as he bowed to Nanny Jin, wondering how to phrase what he had to say next.

Thanks to Hongzhi’s previous help with a difficult situation at the snack shop, which had embarrassed the Young Miss of the Liang Family, Nanny Jin was exceedingly pleased with him, "Young brother, how have you been? Please, come in and have a seat. I will have the kitchen serve some quick dishes and soup for you and the maids and ladies. We also have a new kind of pastry that just came out of the oven, called ’cream cake.’ I’ll fetch some for you to try."

"I wouldn’t dare, wouldn’t dare, I have orders to follow, Nanny. Could we step aside and speak in private?" he replied.

Seeing Hongzhi act this way, it seemed he wasn’t just passing by but rather had business with them. But it was indeed uncommon to come to discuss matters accompanied by so many servants and maids.

"Young brother, please come inside and talk," Nanny Jin said with a smile, yet sincerely inviting Hongzhi and his party into the shop.

Hongzhi settled the maids and old women in the shop, lining them up in two rows, before turning to ask Nanny Jin, "Nanny, shall we talk in the back room?"

Nanny Jin glanced at the several maids and old women, who were well-proportioned and stood with solemn, respectful faces, dressed in coarse clothing and standing neatly in two rows, her heart filled with surprise.

These people’s attire and their demeanor didn’t match at all. What was His Highness Prince Yu playing at?