Exile after Divorce? Empty the Scumbag Husband First!-Chapter 200 - 197: Humbly Offering Up in Hope That Ruan Mian Will Spare His Life
Ruan Mian sat calmly behind the screen, waiting for him to hand over the slave records.
"Heroine... heroine, these... these are the slave records of those people."
Ruan Mian took them and looked, discovering that these people had been condemned as slaves for laughable reasons. This City Lord, for his personal gain, disregarded others’ lives, and didn’t hesitate to impose such absurd labels, destroying a person or even a family.
Her gaze was steady, as the City Lord assessed the situation and immediately brought pen and ink to the ground, changing these people’s status back to freemen with his own hand.
Then he eagerly offered them up, pleading for Ruan Mian to spare his life.
But the next moment, he only felt a cold sensation suddenly slice across his neck, feeling the warm blood uncontrollably gush out, he was so frightened that his eyes seemed ready to pop out!
The pain from the blood loss made him suddenly collapse to the ground, able only to helplessly experience himself bleeding to death, tormented by that pain until the end...
Ruan Mian dropped the throat-cutting dagger, glanced around, and moved everything in the study into space.
Especially the private vault behind the bookshelf, once opened, inside was a whole box of gold bars, and another two boxes of Silver Ingots.
Hidden here, surely all plundered from the people.
She didn’t touch anything else in the mansion, emptying those private vaults, as well as the porcelain treasures and hidden paintings in the study.
Then she took the documents restoring the freemen status and handed them to someone she had arranged outside Tuji Mansion.
This was a slave she brought out from the gold mine, in his prime, but tortured to such a skinny shape.
Trusting Ruan Mian was his last gamble when there was nowhere else to turn.
Now seeing that she indeed restored their freemen status, he immediately wept with joy, kneeling in heartfelt gratitude.
"Thank you, miss! The life-saving grace you showed us, we have nothing to repay! You are our rebirth..."
"No need for thanks, this was what I promised you. I only hope you can promise me to handle that matter well."
"Don’t worry, miss! That matter isn’t just for you, but you’re giving us a chance at life; we will do everything we can to nurture those mountain worms for you!"
Ruan Mian knew it was not easy for them to make it out alive.
Surely they would treasure this hard-won normalcy.
So she took the opportunity to lay a path for them, to raise those mountain silkworms.
"Then that is good. In a couple of days, come here to find Tu Ji, he will tell you exactly what to do. Also, for these two days, there will be almsgiving outside Tuji Mansion. If you cannot settle temporarily, you can come to take the provisions to fill your stomach."
"Miss..."
He, a robust eight-foot man, was now full of tears.
Only by continuously kowtowing seemed he could express his gratitude.
Ruan Mian helped him up, chuckled lightly: "I am not some savior, merely following my conscience, doing some kind deeds within my capability."
"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, I am also accumulating virtue for myself, the road ahead needs you all to walk on your own."
After saying that she turned and wanted to walk into the mansion, not expecting that Lord Song was standing ahead watching her.
Ruan Mian touched her nose, knowing some things could not be hidden.
She obediently walked to him, opened her mouth slightly: "Lord, how is the situation inside the mansion now?"
Xie Huai’an truthfully told her: "Jiang Dao and others have been entrusted to be taken outside the city. No loss inside the mansion, I have placed your cousin and his wife in the main house."
"Thank you."
She smiled slightly, in Xie Huai’an’s meaningful gaze, sighed deeply.
"Lord, indeed there are some things I have kept from you, I just thought I could handle it alone."
"You mean when you let me look after Jiang Zhen for safety reason, to dismiss me while you went to the gold mine to rescue those slaves?"
Xie Huai’an moved closer a bit, whispered: "Round trip, one night wasn’t enough. Madame indeed has abilities beyond the ordinary. However... everyone has unspeakable concerns, don’t be burdened, I won’t interrogate."
Then his eyes showed concern, he looked her over, tucking her disheveled hair behind her ear.
"As long as you’re safe, I am relieved."
And then he held Ruan Mian’s hand, guiding her into the mansion.
Ruan Mian didn’t expect him to be so perceptive, since he wasn’t probing, she was spared from crafting excuses and stories.
To find a confidant is truly rare.
Especially with someone like Xie Huai’an.
...
Inside the mansion.
Qin Sang carefully fed Jiang Zhen medicine.
The body that had already improved, after being seized by Jiang Dao again and tortured for a while, old wounds and new wounds piled on, truly made Qin Sang heartache, her face full of tears. Only upon seeing Ruan Mian arrive did she hastily wipe away the tears and salute.
Jiang Zhen also gratefully tried to get down from the bed, stopped promptly by Ruan Mian.
"Cousin, you and I don’t need many words, saving you is also for my aunt."
"You two focus on recovery, Jiang Dao has already received his deserved punishment, everything in Tuji Mansion can also return to your hands."
"Mianmian! Mother she..." Jiang Zhen choked slightly, collected himself and said: "I want to go see Mother."
"Seeing Aunt is not urgent. Besides, in your current state, she would definitely feel distressed seeing you. Why not take advantage of this time to rest well as a couple."
"I will provide the upcoming course of treatment, and also prepare some special medicines. When the time comes, I’ll give them to the servants to take care of you." 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖
Inside the mansion, there are still quite a few loyal servants, restrained by Jiang Dao’s threats, forced to do menial tasks in the firewood room or toilet rooms.
Now that Jiang Dao and An Yang have paid the price, they too can return to normal life.
For this Ruan Mian had made arrangements, systematic and thorough, leaving nothing out.
And she shared about the rescued slaves with Jiang Zhen, taking out a purse filled with silver coins, handed it to Qin Sang.
"Cousin-in-law, cousin may not be able to get out of bed these two days, almsgiving matters you need to take care of."
Qin Sang hurriedly declined: "Mianmian, you must not! This is your own money for emergencies, for almsgiving, I have some dowry, I can supplement it, Mianmian, don’t worry."
"Moreover, you’ve already risked yourself to save us, there’s no reason to take your money? The matter you entrusted us with, we will fulfill no matter what."
Hearing this, Ruan Mian faintly frowned.
She detected their difficulty: "But in this mansion... no assets left?"
Last time she only took some items from the private vault, more of the gold and silver treasures were not seen. By rights, now that Jiang Dao and An Yang have passed away, the whole mansion reclaimed, a little almsgiving shouldn’t require using Qin Sang’s dowry.
