Chapter 114
"You scoundrel who relies on his master's power!"
Cui Pei spat fiercely, pressed Wen Ji down, and followed Pei Lingjun's footsteps.
“Boss, I’ve heard the He family is quite powerful and influential. Maybe you shouldn’t show your face,” Cui Pei said worriedly, following closely behind him. “Those people in the court are watching you. If your whereabouts are exposed because of this, it will be a huge loss…”
Those Cai faction members in the court wished they could eat his flesh and drink his blood.
There were only the two of them in Shanzhou. If the pack of wolves followed their tracks and came looking for them, they would be no match for the four of them.
Pei Lingjun released the reins, mounted his horse, and stared at Cui Pei with a dark expression, making Cui Pei shudder. "What are you afraid of? What is the He family anyway? Go to the local government office and you know what you want to say! Giddy up—"
Having said that, he strode away.
Cui Pei cried out in alarm and quickly pulled the other horse aside, turning it around to go in the opposite direction.
When Cui Pei arrived, many of He family servants were lying haphazardly in front of the pharmacy. Near the shop, the wooden legs of the tables and chairs were smashed to pieces. The onlookers only dared to stop and point at each other after keeping a distance of more than ten steps.
The He family has been a powerful force in Shanzhou for so many years, when have they ever been humiliated like this?
The steward at the front of the carriage, his eyes bloodshot with rage, roared at the nearby servants who were able to move, "What are you all standing there for? Seize him and take him to the authorities!"
Four or five servants in blue cloth robes, ignoring their pain, grabbed sticks from the ground and started hitting Pei Lingjun on the head and face.
At the critical moment, Cui Pei shouted, "Stop!"
The official from Shanzhou broke out in a cold sweat in the freezing weather. Ignoring his servant's attempt to help him up, he hurriedly dismounted.
He Baixuan, the eldest daughter of the He family, couldn't understand why the people from the government office were helping outsiders for no reason. She could only suppress her anger and leave first.
In this way, Wen Shu had already made enemies of the local powerful families as soon as she arrived in Shanzhou.
Even though the He family had left, Wen Shu still felt uneasy.
When Lu Jiang heard about this in the evening, he made a special trip over.
Wen Shu was still shaken. She scraped together some money to rent a shop and agreed with Lu Jiang to go outside the city to buy medicinal herbs first thing the next morning.
Lu Jiang ran around taking care of everything for them, and Zhou Yun was naturally grateful to her nephew. That evening, she specially invited Lu Jiang to have dinner with her.
Suddenly, an extra person appeared at the small square table, making the space feel cramped.
Wen Shu moved closer to Wen Ji, about to call Lu Jiang over to sit, but Pei Lingjun beat her to it. He smiled and said, "Thank you, A-Shu."
"..." Wen Shu didn't reply, only focusing on picking at the small dish in front of her.
At the table, Zhou Yun left first. Lu Jiang, who was sitting opposite Wen Shu, picked up a piece of dried bamboo shoot with his chopsticks and was about to put it into Wen Shu's bowl when he was bumped by Pei Lingjun's bamboo chopsticks. The tender bamboo shoots were instantly scattered all over the table.
"Oh dear—" Pei Lingjun casually placed the chicken leg into Wen Shu's bowl, and looked at Lu Jiang apologetically, "I'm sorry."
Lu Jiangqing smiled slightly, still maintaining his gentle demeanor, and said, "It's alright."
Pei Lingjun looked back and spoke to Wen Shu, "A Shu, you're too thin, you need to eat more."
An undercurrent was brewing at the table. Cui Pei clenched his teeth tightly, not daring to laugh.
On the contrary, Wenji's gaze shifted thoughtfully between his two cousins, but in the end he didn't say anything and just lowered his head to eat his rice.
After finally finishing their meal, Wen Shu saw Lu Jiang off.
At the courtyard gate, Lu Jiang, slender and with a shadow as straight as a bamboo shoot, looked at Wen Shu's slow approaching figure and asked, "What's the story with that Young Master Song? I heard he's a distant relative of the Old Madam. Why would he want to come to the Wen family for help?"
"Hmm?" Wen Shu kept her head down and walked for a long time before replying, "That...cousin is indeed a relative of the old lady."
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