Chapter 4: Her Fate Is In Her Own Hands, Not Heaven’s!

Jiang Li told Yu Shi and then said to the people guarding her outside that she wanted to go out.

The people outside naturally disagreed.

Jiang Li sneered, “If I kill myself here, you’ll all have to be buried with me. No, as long as I’m disfigured, you won’t have a good time.”

The people outside were indeed bluffed by her, and they politely asked her to wait a moment before obediently going to report to the old lady.

Jiang Li was not easy to fool in her previous life, and in this life, having mingled in the marketplace, she was even more of a tough nut to crack.

People are bullied when they are kind.

Evil, to a large extent, seizes the opportunity and makes people afraid to bully.

Jiang Li also didn’t have delicate and rich emotions. She was a science and engineering woman whose rationality took absolute precedence.

She faced whatever she encountered, fought monsters when she encountered them, killed gods when she encountered them, and killed Buddhas when she encountered them.

After a while, the person who went to deliver the message returned and carefully reported, “Eighteenth Miss, the old ancestor said that if you want to go out, you can only go out by yourself, and we have to follow you.”

“Why say it so nicely? If you want to monitor, then monitor, let’s go.” After Jiang Li finished speaking, she didn’t give anyone time to react and started walking out.

The guards behind her exchanged glances and hurriedly followed.

Jiang Li’s medicine box was always hanging on her body, as if it had grown there.

After she went out, she first leisurely went to the street to buy a bag of fennel beans, a roast goose, and a pot of wine.

After buying the things, she turned east and west in the alley.

The people following her were baffled but didn’t dare to ask.

This one wasn’t the Eighteenth Miss, but the Eighteenth Great-Aunt.

Now it had spread throughout the mansion that she had scolded the old ancestor and all the ladies and misses, and she could still retreat unscathed after scolding them. Who would dare to provoke her?

Carrying the things, Jiang Li finally stopped in front of a small courtyard.

The small courtyard was unremarkable, as low as the surrounding houses.

She knocked on the door, shouting as she knocked, “Old Man Gao, get up and drink! I made a fortune today and bought you the best Pear Blossom White.”

A burst of hurried footsteps came from inside the door.

The next moment, the door was pulled open, revealing an old face with messy hair.

“It really is Pear Blossom White.” The old man snatched the wine pot from Jiang Li’s hand, opened the lid, put it under his nose, and smelled it with a satisfied expression.

He drank a big gulp straight from the pot,

Took a big gulp from the pot and praised, “It’s rare that you didn’t try to fool me with watered-down stuff today. What’s gotten into you, girl, suddenly having a conscience?”

He acted as if he didn’t see the people behind Jiang Li.

Jiang Li stepped inside, “Of course, I need your help. Let’s talk inside!”

The people behind her tried to squeeze in, but the old man didn’t care at all, walking inside while drinking.

The two sat down at the stone table in the small courtyard.

Jiang Li opened the roast goose and fennel beans she brought and tore off a goose leg for herself to gnaw on.

The old man was so angry that his beard fluttered and his eyes widened, “Is this your attitude when asking me for help? You little rascal, don’t you know how to respect the old and love the young?”

“I don’t like that you don’t wash your hands before eating, so I have to strike first. This goose leg is mine, the rest is yours.”

The old man was happy then, pulled the remaining roast goose in front of him, touched it all over, and emphasized, “I didn’t wash my hands after going to the toilet.”

Jiang Li made a “vomit” gesture, “Let’s talk seriously. Old Man Gao, I’m going to get married.”

The old man pretended to be horrified, “Who are you going to bring disaster to?”

Jiang Li said seriously, “I’m going to eliminate harm for the people.”

“What, you’re not going to kill yourself, are you?”

Jiang Li: “Yes, and I’m going to drag someone to the Yellow Springs to argue with me, otherwise it’ll be too lonely. Don’t you think this roast goose tastes a bit off today?”

The old man spat at her, not falling for it at all, “The roast goose is all mine. Tell me, who are you going to bring disaster to?”

“The deposed crown prince, now the Prince of Ping.” Jiang Li said casually, gnawing on the goose leg, completely ignoring that the people behind her were thunderstruck by their conversation.

“Who?” The old man stopped eating the roast goose and drinking the wine, looking at Jiang Li in surprise.

Jiang Li was proud to see this, “The deposed crown prince. Do you think it counts as eliminating harm for the people if I go and kill him?”

The old man seemed to have reacted and returned to his previous nonchalant attitude, “You can try. I don’t know which of you two will eliminate harm for the people.”

“Maybe you’ll both die together, and the world will lose two scourges at the same time!”

“Scourges live for a thousand years, your blessing is yet to come,” the old man said.

Jiang Li rolled her eyes, “You’ve had too much to drink, you’re treating me like your customer.”

The old man usually relied on fortune-telling to cheat and swindle, earning some silver.

Jiang Li was a doctor, the old man was a fortune teller, and the two set up stalls on the street

They met because they both had stalls on the street.

If someone in the family was sick, they would either go to Jiang Li for treatment or go to the old man for fortune-telling.

The two were competitors and often bickered when they met, but they maintained a strange friendship.

The old man took a sip of wine and hummed a little tune: “When flowers bloom, pick them straight away, don’t let the golden cup face the moon in vain…”

Jiang Li: “What are you talking about? You’re already drunk. I still want to ask you, can I really get married or not!”

The old man seemed to be in a good mood and glanced at the people following her, “You talk as if you can make the decision.”

Jiang Li said meaningfully, “I can’t now, but that doesn’t mean I can’t in the future.”

“Don’t touch him.” The old man suddenly became serious.

“Oh, I understand,” Jiang Li said.

The people behind her didn’t understand at all, but Jiang Li had already asked what she wanted to know.

The deposed crown prince, the Prince of Ping, didn’t need to be killed.

Since the old man said so, it meant that he wasn’t a heinous villain and could be spared; it also meant that her situation in the near future wouldn’t be too bad.

“Is there anything else you want to tell me?” Jiang Li asked again.

The old man returned to his previous nonchalant demeanor and said with a venomous tongue, “The stall fees, give me a few months’ worth in advance, and I’ll pay them for you. Although I’m pissed off by you, you stinky girl, every day, I don’t want to change neighbors, lest the new neighbors are too stupid, I’m afraid I’ll be pissed to death.”

Jiang Li took off the purse from her waist and threw it on the table, “There are a few taels of silver in it, and twenty taels of silver notes. Help me take care of the family. When I come back, thank you.”

She casually threw the remaining bones to the little black dog at her feet and wiped her hands with a handkerchief, “Also, help me look after the fragile glass.”

Douchou’s name when she was in the Jiang family was Jiang Sui, and the first thing the old man said when he saw her was “fragile glass.”

So, Jiang Li was entrusting her younger sister to the old man.

The old man understood but shook his head.

Jiang Li didn’t understand what he meant, but she also knew that when the old man didn’t want to say something, she couldn’t pry it out of him, so she gave up.

“Old man, if you said I could get married at nineteen, you win.”

Jiang Li gave the old man a thumbs up, smiling brightly, “Goodbye.”

“Your blessing is yet to come!” The old man shouted at her back.

Jiang Li didn’t even turn her head.

Who cares about blessing or not, her fate is in her own hands, not heaven’s!