Chapter 327 If your brain isn't functioning well, go see an eye doctor.

Jiang Siying didn't have that much on her mind. Seeing that the two young masters of the Song family could only see Yu Zhiyi in their eyes, she almost scratched her own palms.

Yu Zhiyi was already used to the formalities of bowing. She glanced at the two of them indifferently and was about to tell them to stop, but when she saw Young Master Song's face, she exclaimed "Eh!"

Prefect Song, who had been watching Yu Zhiyi's interactions with her two sons closely, hurriedly asked upon hearing this, "Does Miss Jiang know my sons?"

Yu Zhiyi shook her head: "I've never seen it before."

She glanced at Young Master Song again before looking away, and said indifferently, "Young Master Song, do you have an appointment with someone later?"

Young Master Song was taken aback, then smiled, revealing deep dimples: "I do have an appointment to go boating on the lake. Would Miss Jiang be interested? In Tian'an County, there is a kind of very delicious Luosha fish. Freshly caught Luosha fish tastes good no matter how it is cooked. We are going to go fishing to eat it."

Yu Zhiyi said thoughtfully, "Then young master should bring more guards, and it would be best if he also brought a breastplate."

Consider it a way of repaying Magistrate Song and his wife for personally coming to her door to solve her problem.

Whether the other party believes it or not is not something she needs to consider.

Although Young Master Song agreed, he clearly didn't take it to heart.

Prefect Song, however, had many thoughts on the matter.

He heard that this Lord Yu was valued by the current emperor because of his ability to predict the future.

Although he didn't really believe in such supernatural and superstitious things, since the other party had given him a hint, they had to put on an act regardless of whether they believed it or not.

So when he got back, he specifically instructed the steward to stop the other party when the eldest son went out, and to make the other party bring twenty guards and wear a breastplate.

Madam Song waited until Prefect Song finished making the arrangements before speaking: "Does Master really believe that Lord Yu can predict the future?"

Prefect Song neither said he believed nor he didn't, only saying, "I'd rather believe it exists."

Madam Song seemed to be deep in thought.

This means disbelief.

However, she didn't say much more.

As a qualified and virtuous wife, she knew all too well what her husband was looking forward to most right now.

Returning to Beijing for a work report!

And that Lord Yu was the best help.

If we can sell it to the other party for a good price, the chances of returning to the capital will be much greater.

Even if she can't return to the capital, the Martial Alliance is here, and her parents are in Tian'an County. Can't she at least try to secure some benefits for Tian'an County?

No matter what benefits are offered from above, the prefect, as the highest authority in Tian'an Prefecture, will always get a share.

To please someone, you don't necessarily have to scheme for their benefits; emotional value is more useful than inanimate objects.

So, the young master Song originally only intended to take a page and a guard with him when he went out, but ended up taking more than twenty people with him.

Moreover, a breastplate was forcibly inserted into his chest.

The breast-protecting mirror wasn't given to me by the butler.

Madam Song knew her son too well. Twenty-odd people were too much of a target for him to refuse, but he could outwardly comply while secretly disobeying when it came to small items like the breastplate that he carried on his person.

So Madam Song had her eldest son called to her side and personally inserted the breastplate into his left chest: "It's better to be safe than sorry. Even if nothing happens during this time, carrying this thing won't be a burden."

Young Master Song asked helplessly, "Mother, do you and Father really believe that fortune teller?"

He simply doesn't believe it.

When he was young, he once asked a fortune teller out of curiosity to tell his fortune. After paying one or two taels of silver, the fortune teller said that his luck was very good that day and that he would meet a benefactor when he went out.

Then... he encountered his father's enemy.

Years ago, his father handled a heinous murder case. The murderer was a seemingly honest and simple old farmer.

But in fact, that old farmer had been a vicious bandit for more than ten years, and had to go into hiding because he was wanted by the imperial court.

Later, the old farmer killed someone again. His father personally handled the case and meticulously pieced together the evidence.

All the evidence pointed to the old farmer.

In the third year after the old farmer was arrested, a sudden rainstorm hit Tianan County, which washed away the prison. The old farmer took advantage of the chaos to escape.

That's right, the "benefactor" that Young Master Song met was that old farmer.

Despite being a civil official, Prefect Song was quite skilled in martial arts. The old farmer, unable to defeat Prefect Song, came to seek revenge on his son.

If Prefect Song hadn't arrived in time, the eldest son of the Song family would have been killed that very day.

From then on, he never believed in fortune telling again and deeply resented so-called fortune tellers.

However, he couldn't refuse his mother's kindness, especially since he was the eldest son in the family, unlike his younger brother who only liked to play.

He was well aware of his father's wishes and his father's intention to curry favor with that Lord Yu.

So he could only wear the breast protector.

***

"stop!"

Yu Zhiyi turned around and saw Jiang Siying walking quickly towards her with a cold face.

"What's up?"

Looking at the beautiful face in front of her, Jiang Siying felt a surge of anger: "The Martial Alliance is not some small family, but the face of the entire martial arts world. As the second young lady of the Martial Alliance, you should be even more careful with your words and actions."

Yu Zhiyi looked bewildered: "How am I not careful with my words and actions?"

Jiang Siying sneered: "You dare to spout nonsense just to attract Young Master Jiang's attention. Have you considered what Young Master Song would think of us if his trip to the lake had gone smoothly? What would Prefect Song think of us?"

“The Martial Alliance is under the jurisdiction of Tian’an County. Prefect Song is highly skilled in martial arts. My father has always wanted to be on good terms with the Song family. Your actions today could very well ruin my father’s grand plan! Even if you want to curry favor with Prefect Song’s family, you can’t use such low-class methods that are easy to expose!”

"At that time, you will be a sinner of the Martial Alliance!"

Yu Zhiyi was speechless: "Miss Jiang, why don't you find a doctor to check your brain when you have time? If there isn't a doctor here who can check your brain, then let a doctor check your eyes too. Anyone who isn't blind can see that it's the Song family who are actively trying to befriend me, right?"

Jiang Siying's expression was rather unpleasant.

She thought she had misinterpreted things during the meal, but she didn't expect Yu Zhiyi to actually say it so bluntly.

She was so choked up that she couldn't speak for a long time.

By the time she tried to speak again, Yu Zhiyi had already walked away, leaving behind a string of melodious words: "You don't need to treat me as your imaginary enemy. Whether it's Young Master Song or Second Young Master Song, I have no interest in them."

There was one more thing Yu Zhiyi didn't say.

Neither of these two gentlemen is Jiang Siying's destined partner.

Although she couldn't see Jiang Siying's fate clearly, she could see the fate of those two young masters.

The Second Young Master Jiang's destined partner has not yet appeared, but the First Young Master Jiang has already shown signs of it, though those signs are not within the Martial Alliance.

As Jiang Siying watched the man's back, which showed no sign of lingering, the anger in her heart suddenly dissipated, leaving only confusion and helplessness.