When Xianjin delivered the roll of paper, Magistrate Xiong was already waiting in the front hall. He had specially set up a beautiful tea room in the southeast corner of the hall. When he saw Xianjin coming in with his waiter, he washed the tea and waved to Xianjin casually, "Are you here?"
Xianjin smiled and saluted, "I'm here."
"I thought you couldn't come out, and I was ready to meet Henglian."
After washing the tea, Prefect Xiong rinsed it with warm water and handed the exquisite white-glazed teacup to Xianjin with one hand, "Try it. The melon slices from Wuji County in Northern Zhili—you are a little girl who doesn't like to wait for tea. Bitter tea has a sweet aftertaste, but you only like the clear taste. This melon slice is the best for you."
Xian Jin lowered his eyebrows, took a sip, and smiled, "If you add some milk and sugar..."
Xianjin remembered that nothing in Old Madam Qu's Bi Ma Tang was good, but the tea was very good.
Well, she and the old lady did have a honeymoon period of a few days.
Prefect Xiong said, "Tsk!" "What a Tartar way of drinking! Don't ruin my tea! Why don't you add some small rice dumplings, red beans, and coix seeds to it!"
Xianjin smiled and said, "That's great! Let's add some tortoise jelly, crispy peanuts, raisins, melon seeds..."
Please enjoy the first cup of roasted grass jelly in early autumn!
Magistrate Xiong: It would be better to poison him!
Magistrate Xiong rubbed his temples, his head ached. Talking to this girl made his head hurt. He poured another cup of tea, but did not dare to give it to Xianjin for fear of ruining it. He tilted his head back and drank it in one gulp, then motioned to Xianjin to take something from the top drawer of the cabinet next to the tea table.
Xianjin half stood up, pulled out a drawer, took out a letter, and opened it.
It was the letter she sent to Hengxi.
"This morning, the maid from the Heng family brought it here. It is said that she was also detained at home. It must have taken her a lot of effort to deliver this letter." Prefect Xiong sighed, "The men in our Xuancheng Prefecture are more handsome than each other..."
Well, that’s hard to say. Some adjectives are hurtful.
"Girls are really good, every one of them is amazing." Magistrate Xiong sighed with admiration in his tone.
Xianjin lowered his head and pulled out the piece of paper from the letter. It read: A letter from Lord Xiong himself. If I cannot leave the Chen family, please go to Xiaocao Village in Jing County on the tenth day. The rice paper for the tribute of "Crane Coming to the Wei Dynasty" is ready.
She said that rice paper would not be used as a weapon in her fight.
Even though Madam Qu was hard-hearted, she would not agree to her conditions no matter how much the Heng family pressured her - she would never hinder Xuanzhi's glorious path to the capital.
This letter to Hengxi is her plan B.
We must give "Crane Coming to the Wei Kingdom" a chance to see the light of day.
Xianjin stuffed the letter back into the envelope, pursed his lips and smiled, "What you said is right! All the men in the city will cry out in injustice!"
Magistrate Xiong lowered his head and took another sip of melon leaf tea. "Do you really want to break off relations with the Chen family?"
Although he did not intervene, he was always paying attention. Since returning from Yingtian Prefecture, he has been very clear about the movements of Xianjin and the Chen family.
After learning that the old lady's methods were dirty and unscrupulous, he smashed several white-glazed teacups: Old Joe would come back and smash them anyway, so he might as well smash them himself first!
Xian Jin smiled bitterly, "Now that things have come to this, if I continue to shamelessly stay in the Chen family, I'm afraid I'll be a concubine while I'm alive, and I'll be married off to a ghost after I die..."
Her appearance in Wuxu Hall today proved that Madam Qu had finally given in - after she stormed out last night, she asked someone to bring a letter of severance sealed with wax.
Xianjin took out a document scroll with two handprints from his sleeve pocket and pushed it in front of Magistrate Xiong: "I'm reporting this to you."
He added, "My previous household registration documents were handled by Yingtian Prefecture. If you want to dispatch them, I'm afraid you will have to alert the chancellor of Cao Prefecture."
Prefect Xiong snorted coldly, "Minister Cao has such great power. He has the guts to lay his hands on the household registration documents of Xuancheng Prefecture."
Prefect Xiong stroked his goatee and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Cao. You are a few years younger than me, so your brain is naturally faster than mine. But you often ignore the main road and take the narrow path instead. Little do you know that if you take the narrow path too much, you will easily run into a wall."
Although the old man, who had been the prefectural leader for many years, had no expression on his face, his brows unconsciously showed the oppression of a superior.
Three years ago, Xianjin was a little afraid and submissive under this kind of pressure. Now, for some reason, Xianjin can sit calmly and drink tea with him peacefully.
Prefect Xiong added: "Since you have made up your mind to break up, I will help you make it right. But..."
Prefect Xiong shook his head and said with a clear regret, "Xuancheng Paper Industry Chamber of Commerce, Autumn Examination Paper, Fubai and Xuantian, and even the tribute paper sent this time... every single one of them is your hard work. Don't you think it's a pity to just throw them away like this?"
Prefect Xiong tilted his fat head, and indeed he was full of plans for Xianjin. "You are two years younger than Youniang, so you are eighteen this year, right? Youniang just gave birth to her first son a few months ago, and the grudges she had with her mother-in-law seemed to have suddenly disappeared. She said, 'Only when you have a son can you find a husband' - I have always agreed with you girls to think more. I am not saying this to urge you to get married, but let's change our thinking. With your status in the Chen family, it shouldn't be difficult for you to find a husband from the Chen family, right? Give birth to another child of the Chen family's bloodline, and you will be the head of the Chen family for the next hundred years."
"No matter how smart you are or how skilled you are, the Chen family still has the roots of rice paper. With the help of the Chen family, you will be able to move forward more easily."
Prefect Xiong was like buying vegetables at the market. "It's easy for you to pick Chen Sanlang and Chen Silang. They are also easy to use. You say east, and these two bastards will never dare to go west. Even Chen Erlang's Chen family dog Jin Lin'er, if you want him, it will be convenient for you to wait for Old Qiao to come back and help you with something."
Xianjinren was numb.
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