Mentioning his arm, Jiang Yuanrui could no longer maintain his smile. He slammed the table with a bang. “Jiang Qingran, don’t get too arrogant! Today, I’ll show you who’s in charge of the Jiang family! You all, for me—”
Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Qingran picked up the bamboo skewer from the finished candied hawthorn and stabbed it straight through his palm.
“Ah… ah—”
Jiang Yuanrui screamed in pain, hopping around frantically as tears streamed down his face.
“My hand, my hand… it hurts so much… wuwuwuwu… Jiang Qingran, I’m going to kill you! What are you all standing around for? Kill her!”
The four burly men, receiving the order, immediately closed in on Jiang Qingran.
She remained seated, unmoving. Pressing the silver bracelet on her wrist, four silver needles shot out, piercing straight into the knees of the four men.
“Ah…”
“Ouch…”
All four suddenly felt a sharp pain in their legs and fell to their knees with a thud.
At that moment, Jiang Yuanrui’s heart was in turmoil.
This Zaixing was actually so formidable!
“Jiang Qingran, just you wait… I’ll go home and tell Father. He definitely won’t let you off!”
Jiang Qingran snorted disdainfully. “Go ahead. I’ll be waiting.”
Was she really that easy to bully? Everyone wanted to not let her off.
Hehe…
If one comes, she’ll kill one; if a pair comes, she’ll kill both!
After Jiang Yuanrui fled in panic with his men, Jiang Qingran and Jing Moxuan didn’t let the incident affect their meal.
In fact, each of them ate a bit more.
Upon returning to the Seventh Prince’s Mansion, Qinghe immediately came forward to greet them.
“Your Highness, Wang Fei, many applicants have come for the newly recruited servants. Would you like to select some?”
Jiang Qingran nodded. “Alright.”
Once she and Jing Moxuan were seated, over a hundred people stood before them in a dense crowd.
“With more servants, trouble can easily arise. How about we each pick ten?”
Jing Moxuan said, “This prince has no objections. Wang Fei, you pick first.”
Jiang Qingran cleared her throat. “Ahem… this one, that one… and that one.”
Although it seemed like she randomly pointed out ten people, these ten were actually all her own people from the start.
But unexpectedly, when it was Jing Moxuan’s turn, he also casually pointed out ten.
This left all the applicants dumbfounded. Without any assessment of talents or skills, the servant recruitment was already finished?
Even Jiang Qingran twitched her lips.
“Your Highness, isn’t this a bit too hasty?”
Jing Moxuan raised an eyebrow. “Wasn’t Wang Fei the same?”
“I trust Qinghe’s judgment. Anyone she allows through the door is likely to be competent.”
“This prince trusts intuition. Anyone this prince finds pleasing to the eye will do.”
Then he turned to a tall, upright man about 1.9 meters tall and asked, “What’s your name? How old are you?”
“Replying to the mas— replying to Your Highness, this servant is named Jiu Xin. I am twenty years old. I have been practicing martial arts since I was three and am skilled in washing clothes, cooking, fighting, and killing.”
“Excellent. From now on, you shall serve as this prince’s personal guard.”
“Yes!”
“This prince is tired. Take me back to rest.”
“Yes, Your Highness!”
Watching the backs of the master and servant, Jiang Qingran felt something was off but couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
“Qinghe, I’m going to take a short rest as well. You’ll have to work a bit harder—most of the buildings in the Seventh Prince’s Mansion are old and in disrepair, so you’ll need to find some craftsmen to fix them up. Also, I noticed there’s a small lake within the mansion grounds with lovely scenery. Build me a new courtyard there—nothing too large, just three main rooms, two side rooms, and one kitchen, decorated elegantly and comfortably. From now on, you’ll be the head steward of the Seventh Prince’s Mansion.”
“Yes, Miss. I understand! I’ll go take care of it right away.”