The next day, Qiuju quickly learned that Jiang Jiaojiao was engaged.

As soon as Qiuju entered the room, she looked dejected. "Miss, Madam Yang is really capable. She actually managed to get a marriage with the Wu family."

"Sit down and tell me, is it the second or third young master of the Wu family?"

Jiang Shuyue calculated the time, and if she remembered correctly, Wu Taiwei's three sons had already come of age.

The eldest son of the Wu family is older and should already be married. The second and third sons of the Wu family are about the same age as Jiang Jiaojiao.

As for how many sons Wu Taiwei's other concubines had, she didn't know the exact number of the younger ones.

The eldest son and the third son of Wu were born to Wu Taiwei's principal wife, while the second son of Wu was born to one of Wu Taiwei's favorite concubines. The concubine was elevated to the rank of concubine by Wu Taiwei because she gave birth to the second son of Wu.

Qiuju shook her head. "I'm in charge now, so I can't lead the way in breaking the rules. I'm not tired."

Gao Mu personally drove her to the east of the city. Her feet weren't tired, but her heart was.

All the way, she silently asked the Bodhisattva why the bad people didn't get their comeuppance.

Qiu Ju said listlessly, "If it were the Second Young Master Wu, I would think she got her just desserts. The matchmaker said that Jiang Jiaojiao is betrothed to the Third Young Master Wu."

Seeing Qiu Ju's worried expression, Jiang Shuyue smiled faintly and said, "What are you worried about? Could it be that Jiang Jiaojiao has already entered the Grand Commandant's mansion?"

"Even if she marries into the Grand Commandant's mansion, your young lady has a hundred ways to make her get out of the Grand Commandant's mansion."

Qiuju immediately perked up upon hearing this.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Miss, please don't be soft-hearted. We have to pay back for everything she did to you. If you give me a packet of medicine, I will make her taste the pain of losing her innocence."

A cold glint appeared on Jiang Shuyue's lips. "Destroying her innocence? With the Yang family protecting her, she will never end up being kicked out of the family. Only when a dull knife cuts flesh will she know the pain."

"What are your plans for the future, Miss? I'll have Gao Mu handle it."

Why not Cangyun?

Qiuju was taken aback by the question. Yes, why did she always have to order Gao Mu around? Cangyun was quite reliable, even more meticulous than Gao Mu.

"Next time, I'll call Cangyun." As she said this, Qiuju felt inexplicably guilty.

Qiuju didn't have time to think about why she had this feeling.

She continued, "The Wu family has already sent a matchmaker to exchange Jiang Jiaojiao's birth chart. Madam Wu will be going to Qinglian Temple tomorrow to ask the abbot to match their horoscopes."

“We haven’t been to Qinglian Temple for many years. Let’s go and pray to the Bodhisattva tomorrow.”

Qiuju's eyes lit up. "Yes, yes, let's go too. It would be best if we could also go and see Madam Wu."

Jiang Shuyue picked up the round fan on the table and gently shook it. "Didn't the Minister's Mansion say to the outside world that I died suddenly? Starting tomorrow, I will swagger out and act as Miss Jiang in front of whomever I want. That's my business."

Qiuju said worriedly, "Miss, Yang is kind on the outside but wicked on the inside. She will definitely try to smear you and say things that will ruin your reputation."

"No, she not only won't, she'll be afraid I'll make a fuss about it."

Seeing her mistress's confident tone and nonchalant expression, Qiuju asked curiously, "Why do you say she can't? What can't a vicious woman like her do?"

“Jiang Jiaojiao is in a hurry to arrange a marriage. If she ruins my reputation, Jiang Jiaojiao will also be questioned. We are all in the same boat. Even if Yang is stupid, she understands this principle.”

Jiang Shuyue is not afraid of how Yang tries to smear her. She will show everyone what kind of person she is through her actions.

"Miss, do you still remember Master Huiyuan? Tomorrow, let's draw a fortune stick and pray to the Old Man Under the Moon, so that he can bless you to meet your soulmate soon."

Seeing Qiu Ju's devout expression, Jiang Shuyue couldn't help but chuckle.

He chuckled and teased Qiuju, "Trusting the God of Love is not as good as trusting yourself. Once your young lady has finished her busy period, how about we set up a flower stand and toss a bridal ball around? Whichever handsome young man she fancys, she can throw it at him. What do you say?"

“Miss is wise. Let’s set it up at the main entrance. Once you stand on the platform, the scholars of Qingyunzhai will surely rush over. We’ll pick the most handsome ones to smash.”

Jiang Shuyue said seriously, "Good idea. You go and rest. I'll write a poem and hang it on the wall of Qingyunzhai later."

Qiu Ju was completely fooled by Jiang Shuyue, and happily ran off to talk to Lan'er and Mei'er.

She can definitely write poetry, but her target isn't those young heartthrobs.

Before Qingyunzhai closed, Qiuju went to the study. The servant was busy tidying up and closing the door, and didn't bother to look closely at what was written on it.

The next day.

Gao Mu and Cang Yun drove the carriage slowly toward the city gate.

Inside the carriage, Qiuju looked at the young lady, whose moon-white brocade dress accentuated her snow-white skin.

The beauty mark between her eyebrows seemed to have turned even redder.

“Miss, last night Young Master Nangong said he would definitely go to the academy today to see everyone’s reaction. You used to keep your masterpieces in the academy for your own enjoyment, and the scholars must have praised them highly. I am also looking forward to it.”

Qiuju felt a pang of heartache whenever she heard about the poems written by the young ladies of the past.

“Miss, the fact that the Second Miss has caught Madam Wu's eye makes me suspect that she has taken your poems out to show off.”

Jiang Shuyue waved her hand dismissively, "It doesn't matter. Most of the manuscripts were burned, and there weren't many left on my desk."

"There's still a little bit left in the drawer, but I couldn't bear to burn it," Qiuju said, looking at Jiang Shuyue with a guilty expression.

"Don't worry, your young lady went to Qinglian Temple today to have her head blessed. From now on, her thoughts will flow like a spring, and she will surely compose even better poems."

"puff……"

Qiu Ju burst out laughing at Jiang Shuyue's antics.

Gao Mu and Cang Yun, sitting on the carriage shaft, couldn't help but laugh when they heard the conversation between the master and servant. They didn't dare to laugh too loudly, keeping their lips tightly pursed, but their shoulders were shaking violently.

The two chatted and laughed, and soon arrived at the foot of Qinglian Temple.

There was an inn at the foot of the mountain where carriages could be stored. Gao Mu and Cang Yun stored their carriages, and the group climbed the steps.

Along the mountain path, towering trees provide ample shade, and even a gentle mountain breeze keeps the heat at bay.

Qinglian Temple is very popular, and you can often see people walking up the mountain along the way.

The mountain wasn't very high, and the group walked and stopped frequently, arriving at the main hall in less than half an hour.

Jiang Shuyue told Gao Mu and Cang Yun to go and look around on their own, while she and Qiu Ju went to the incense burner to donate incense money.

The master and servant knelt and worshipped the Bodhisattva in the main hall with reverence, and then walked towards the side hall on the left.

Just as I reached the corner, I heard a gasp.

"A ghost! A ghost! You must be a ghost!"

Jiang Jiaojiao, who was walking towards them, was pale-faced. She pointed at Jiang Shuyue, her eyes wide with horror, and backed away repeatedly.

A maidservant standing nearby reminded her, "Second Miss, she has a shadow; she's a person, not a ghost."

Hearing the exclamation, Gao Mu and Cang Yun rushed over. Seeing their master looking at a woman with a terrified expression with a smile, the two stepped back and silently observed from the shadows.