Chapter 2 Chapter 2: The Bad Man No. 2
"I can explain what happened just now. I was mainly afraid..." Jiang Wu, who was holding the teacup in both hands, suddenly heard the man's name. His chest vibrated so much that he was about to cough violently. But after glancing at the man's unexpected look, he forced himself to hold back the cough.
After the coughing in her chest had risen to the point where her face flushed red and she was about to burst into tears, Jiang Wu finally seemed to have found her voice. She lowered her head, bit her lip, and muttered, "He came to see you for something, but left after learning you weren't there."
Ji Xiao was the despicable man number one who had been harassing her in the flower hall this afternoon. He was a young general from a family of generals.
Originally, after having that dream, Jiang Wu initially thought that she could not afford to offend him but could afford to avoid him. However, this despicable man was not only despicable, but also said privately that he fell in love with her at first sight after meeting her for the first time. He also frequently came to her house to discuss academic matters, just to stop her in private, and gave her some worthless things and talked about some old scholar's foot bindings that no one wanted to hear.
In the dream, she was so bewildered by these worthless little gadgets that she lost her mind. Under his coaxing and sweet words, she shyly gave him one of her bellybands as a gift.
And that bellyband became the ironclad evidence of her infidelity.
With the previous experience in the dream as a lesson, Jiang Wu decided to ignore their kindness, and had another dream that night.
In the dream, after she clearly rejected their advances and avoided them, they were so cruel that they tied her up and threw her to be humiliated by bandits, trying to force her to death with public opinion. If she was unwilling to commit suicide, they would kill her and then pretend that she committed suicide out of shame. After all, no one would care about the life or death of a woman with a ruined reputation.
As for her husband, he knew their plan from the beginning to the end, but he turned a deaf ear to her requests for help, and even accelerated her death to make room for his lover.
Jiang Wu couldn't sleep in the second half of the night after having this dream. She admitted that she was not very smart and was afraid that they would take another extreme way to deal with her after they found that their kindness to her was completely ineffective.
Besides, they were the ones who did the wrong thing and were shameless. Why should she have to bear the final suffering and infamy? They were the ones who should be disgraced, not her, Jiang Wu!
Xie Ji pondered for a moment before saying, "Next time he comes, if he has urgent matters, he can send someone to the Privy Council to find me."
"But this will be too much trouble for you."
"Won't."
Jiang Wu was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that he didn't continue asking questions, but before he could even catch his breath, he was nailed to the spot by his words.
"Has Shun Zhuer written today?"
Hearing this, Jiang Wu, who had even held his breath, instantly lowered his head with a guilty conscience, biting his lip and hesitating, "Ah, this, that..."
When Xie Ji saw her like that, he lowered his eyes and said sternly, "Stretch out your hand."
As soon as the maids in the hall heard this, they knew that the master was going to scold the lady again, and they quickly took the dishes away to avoid hearing anything they shouldn't hear.
Jiang Wu hesitated for a moment, his neck hunched. Then, like a turtle poking its head out, he slowly stretched out his hand. Even at the last moment, he refused to defend himself. "Well, I can explain. The main reason is that there are still many words I don't recognize."
Xie Ji didn't listen to her excuses, but took out a sandalwood ruler that was one finger wide and hit her palm as she stretched out her hand and tried to retract it.
At the moment the ruler fell, Jiang Wu closed his eyes, not daring to look.
I counted silently in my mind: three, two, one.
After San fell, she quickly retracted her hands and hid them behind her back, her ears red as if they were dripping with blood, and she took a step back, fearing that he would hit her with the ruler again.
It didn't hurt, but Jiang Wu felt inexplicably ashamed as he dug his toes into the floor.
Because in the dream, this ruler almost became a hobby for her husband and other women.
Xie Ji took back the ruler and glanced at her red ears. After retracting his gaze, he slowly said seriously, "Come to my study later."
"Ah?" When Jiang Wu heard that they had to go to his study, he felt that it would be better to be slapped on the palm of his hand a few more times.
A slap on the palm is shameful but not fatal. Going to his study is fatal.
Xie Ji's eyelashes fluttered open and closed, with a cold expression that would not tolerate disobedience, "Don't want to?"
"No, no, my husband is willing to let Wanwan go to the study. Wanwan wants it very much. It's just that I was too happy for a moment that I forgot to react." Jiang Wu, with her body tensed, immediately shook her head like a rattle, not even daring to pick at it with her fingers.
She didn't want to, but she wasn't stupid enough to say it out loud.
You know, it hurts when he hits the palm of your hand.
Xie Ji didn't tell her to go to the study right away. It seemed that he still had things to deal with. After all, he must be very busy after taking this position.
The courtyard where Jiang Wu lived was called Hengwu Garden. To return to Hengwu Garden from the main hall, one had to pass through a corridor of wisteria flowers. It was April, and the wisteria was hanging on the cloud trees, with lush green vines and low purple sleeves.
Jiang Wu, with his head lowered, was about to quickly cross the wisteria corridor when he was stopped by someone.
"Cousin, it's me." The young man, wearing a pine yellow robe and as bright and flamboyant as a winter jasmine, was originally standing on the other side of the corridor. When he saw her, his eyes suddenly lit up and he ran over.
His pair of almond-shaped eyes were sparkling and moist, showing a sense of grievance, just like a poor puppy abandoned in the rain.
The person who came was the second bastard Song Jinye, who was also a distant relative of Xie Ji. He was going to take part in the autumn examination this year and was staying in the mansion in order to learn from him from time to time.
But the man in the dream was not as innocent as he appeared. Instead, he was a man with a sweet tongue and a sharp tongue, who would take revenge at any cost. Even their plan to pursue Jiang Wu and seduce her into having an affair and ruin her reputation was proposed by him. In the end, he even chopped off Jiang Wu's hands.
He said that the hands that touched him were dirty.
At this moment, the vicious young man was looking at her with extreme grievance, as if accusing a heartless man. "Cousin, you said you would give me the mung bean soup you made yourself today. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"Oh, I forgot about that, sorry." Jiang Wu felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet. Every time he faced him, he got goose bumps as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake hiding in the dark.
"Apart from this, cousin, do you have nothing else to say to me?" Song Jin was not satisfied with this answer. Others didn't know, but he knew very well that she didn't come because she was tripped up by that fool Ji Xiao.
If Song Jin lost to another person, he could still convince himself, but if he lost to a fool with strong limbs, Song Jin would only think that he was not even as good as a fool.
"Ah?" Jiang Wu blinked blankly, her brows slightly furrowed as she protected the sachet at her waist. "Then what do you want?"
Song Jin also noticed her little action, and raised the corner of his lips in a malicious way, but his face still looked hurt. He stared at the sachet on her waist with envy, "I really envy my cousin that he can often receive sachets made by his cousin's wife. Unlike me, no one has ever given me a sachet."
"Oh, so that's it." Jiang Wu's expression relaxed and was filled with pity.
Song Jin also realized that he had hinted so clearly, why didn't this stupid woman take out the sachet and give it to him? He could only cautiously and enviously glance at the sachet on her waist again, "I saw my cousin changed to a new sachet yesterday. It must have been made by my cousin's wife. My cousin's wife is so skillful. If I also had a sachet like that from my cousin's wife, I would definitely treasure it."
"Well, could the sachet he used be made by an embroiderer?" Jiang Wu ignored his eager gaze and slapped his head, remembering something. He said hurriedly, "Oh, I remember I have to go back. I'll be leaving now."
Seeing that she was really about to leave, Song Jin lost his patience and wanted to call her to stop. When he was about to pull her wrist, he accidentally pulled off the sachet hanging around her waist.
By the time I realized what was happening, the owner of the sachet had already disappeared at the end of the sea of flowers in the corridor.
Song Jin, who had the sachet hanging on his fingertips, also had deep eyes. He sneered coldly as he closed his fingertips around the sachet.
idiot.
After running out of the wisteria corridor and making sure that the poisonous snake was left behind, Jiang Wu quickly took out an identical sachet from his pocket and hung it around his waist.
In order to prevent the dream in which they used her personal belongings as irrefutable evidence of her infidelity, Jiang Wu bought more than ten identical Volkswagen sachets at once.
As long as they dare to take it out and say that it is a token of their affair with her, then they will have many mistresses and lovers.
Jiang Wu returned to Hengwu Garden and asked the maid to bring in water to wash off the cold sweat she had just sweated. Then she hurried to the study.
When she arrived, Xie Yu, who was guarding the door with his sword in hand, said coldly, "Madam, you are one stick of incense late. You should know that the master hates people who are not punctual the most."
Jiang Wu thought the time was just right, but he was unexpectedly late. It would have been bad enough if he was late, but he was even late by an incense stick. He felt like the sky was falling.
Just when she was about to bite her fingers, hesitating anxiously whether to go in or just turn around and run.
A low, cold voice came from the study through the door, "Jiang Wu, come in! How long do you want to dawdle?"
"Madam, please come in." Xie Yu pushed the door open with a sarcastic look in his eyes.
This one sentence frightened Jiang Wu so much that her calves started to tremble. She also realized that even if she ran now, it would probably be too late.
Since he was already here, he would be killed if he stuck his head out, and he would be killed if he kept his head down. Jiang Wu clenched his fists and gritted his teeth to silently encourage himself.
Jiang Wanwan, you can do it!
Xie Ji, who was about to write, heard the sound of someone pushing the door open. Without looking up, he pointed to the empty desk on the other side and said, "Write."
Seeing that he didn't mention his lateness, Jiang Wu, who had let out a breath of nervousness, couldn't help but feel relieved.
"From now on, for every incense stick of time you're late, you'll be punished to write ten more articles."
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Jiang Wu felt as if the sky had fallen after being hit on the head by those cold and ruthless words. She had thought that he would have forgotten about it.
After sitting down at the desk specially arranged for her, Jiang Wu looked at the stack of Shun Zhuer books that she would spend eternity writing, and a feeling of grief and indignation welled up in her nose, making her feel that her life was miserable.
If she had known this earlier, she should not have listened to her grandfather and looked for a fiancé, let alone married him on impulse. Otherwise, she would not have been dealing with three cheap men and cheating them of their money during the day, and writing big characters furiously at night.
Xie Ji put down the written memorial, and when he looked up, he saw her sitting in a not very standard posture and writing "Shun Zhu'er". At first, it was just a little not standard, but later she almost lay down on the table.
Jiang Wu, who was dizzy from writing, felt that the black words had turned into little men and were about to pull her eyelids down. At this moment, a ruler hit her elbow, back and shoulder in succession, and her sleepiness disappeared without a trace.
"I taught you, when writing, keep your back straight, elbows off the table, one foot away from the book, one fist away from the table, and hold the pen one inch away." After Xie Ji adjusted her sitting posture one by one, the discomfort in his heart finally dissipated.
Jiang Wu was so ashamed that he almost buried his face in Shun Zhuer's arms. He retorted, "I didn't mean to do that. Besides, who can maintain the same posture all the time?"
"I can."
“………” Jiang Wu couldn’t refute this.
Xie Ji didn't leave, but walked to the table to watch her copy his handwriting. However, the more he looked, the deeper his frown became. Finally, he reluctantly turned his eyes away and walked aside, taking out a silver hairpin to light the wick. "There is a banquet tomorrow. Do you want to come with me?"
Jiang Wu, who was painstakingly writing large characters, raised her head, blinked blankly, and asked nervously with the hand holding the pen, "Does my husband want me to go?"
She knew in her dream that this banquet was ostensibly an ordinary flower-viewing party, but it was actually a long-awaited reunion between the hero and the heroine.
In his dream, she was illiterate and behaved rudely, which embarrassed him, causing him to never take her out to parties again. Especially when compared to the elegant and graceful heroine, she looked even more vulgar and disgusting.
Xie Ji didn't understand why she asked this question, but told her, "You just married me, not became my vassal."
"From now on, I only hope you remember one thing: you are yourself first, and then my wife and someone's mother. For example, when I asked you just now whether you wanted to attend the banquet, you should have said whether you wanted to or not, instead of asking for my opinion first."
Jiang Wu listened to him blankly, her nose aching with pain. Because apart from her grandmother, no one else had ever told her to put her own ideas first and treat her as a subject.
As for the party she mentioned, Jiang Wu naturally wanted to go, but when she thought of her dream, she lowered her head in embarrassment, "I can only write my own name now. Don't you think I'm embarrassing you?"
Although she can pretend not to care about many things, she always feels uncomfortable in her heart.
"You are my wife, why should I feel ashamed? If they laugh at you, it means they don't respect me. If they respect me, how could they laugh at you?" Since he married her, the honor and disgrace of husband and wife are one.
If a man makes his wife suffer from the ridicule of others, it only shows that the man is useless and cannot even protect his wife.
Jiang Wu's eyes widened when she heard such words for the first time. Her nose felt sore and she couldn't help but rush over to hug him. She stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek, "Husband, you treat me so well."
After being kissed, Xie Ji frowned slightly, then took out a handkerchief to wipe the place where she had kissed him, and was about to scold her for being so rude.
Then I saw her curved eyebrows and eyes. She was just a little girl.
Xie Ji came to the table and flipped through the few large characters she had just written. He took out a few of them and tapped them lightly with his slender, jade-like fingers. "Rewrite these."
“………” Jiang Wu decided to take back what she had said before, because she felt that this person was not a good person at all.
Ji Xiao, who was waiting for her at the old place, slapped a mosquito to death again, and finally discovered with anger that he had been stood up.
He gnashed his teeth fiercely, "Jiang Wu, you're so bold! You actually dared to stand me up!"
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