Chapter 40 Chapter 40 Two Song Jin
Jiang Wu, who was about to leave, was frozen in place by his words. His mind was racing with thoughts as to why he asked this question. Did he discover something?
So what would he do? Would he expose her or would he angrily accuse her of being vicious and use this as an opportunity to drive her away with a divorce letter?
Jiang Wu dug her nails into her palms, suppressing her trembling voice. She turned around and blinked slightly in confusion, "Why would my husband ask that?"
Xie Ji walked up to her, lowered his head and sighed softly, a look of loss in his eyes that even he couldn't explain. "I told you, I'm your husband. You can try to trust me and rely on me."
Instead of completely excluding him like today, leaving him alone to worry about her affairs.
"I will." Although Jiang Wu believed it, he felt disdainful in his heart.
He said it nicely, but if I had really told him, how could things be so perfect today?
He might even angrily accuse her of being vicious, or he might take action against her in order to help her get promoted, or he might not want her to bear the reputation of being a second wife.
As she was about to step out, Xie Ji suddenly asked, "What are you going to do with your maid?"
The one he was referring to was, of course, Juan'er.
Jiang Wu thought about how Juan'er treated her sincerely when she first came to the mansion, but later her sincerity was mixed with falsehood.
If she kept her, wouldn't that be a signal to those who already had ulterior motives, telling them that even if they betrayed her, they wouldn't have to pay any price? Those who were forgiven wouldn't reflect on it, only consider themselves lucky. Regardless of which of these circumstances, Juan'er couldn't be kept.
"Since you've made a mistake, let's deal with it according to the family rules." Even if she was really thinking about me and worried about me, I couldn't deny it.
Her shouting and kneeling outside the orchid garden were done under the pretext of doing it for her own good, but in reality they were meant to make her infamous and then shatter her to pieces.
After being knocked unconscious and locked in the woodshed, Juan'er woke up and began to bang on the door desperately, shouting outside: "You can't lock me up here, let me go see the madam, I want to see the madam!"
"Let me out! If you lock me up, who will serve the lady?"
The old woman guarding outside spat at the door and said, "I'm telling you, a traitorous maid like you can't possibly stay by my lady's side and serve her. I'm lucky I didn't sell you off."
After hearing those words, Juan'er fell to the ground in disbelief, her body softening and she cried out for justice, feeling wronged. "I never intended to harm Madam, I just wanted to save Madam."
If she didn't do that, if those people went in and saw the lady lying in disarray with another man, there would be really no place to complain.
Juan'er suddenly thought of something and slammed the door again, "Princess, let me see you!"
When Shen Tingxue heard that Juan'er wanted to see her, she was sprinkling fish food into the lake, attracting all the koi in the pond to scramble for food. "Tell me, what should we do if a fish is disobedient?"
Qiaozhi understood immediately, "Of course, it's to prevent future troubles. I'll go down and do it right away."
After Qiaozhi finished speaking, she retreated.
After the banquet ended, Shen Tingxue, who had been frowning, grabbed a handful of fish food to feed the fish again. Watching them jump high again and again for a bite of food, fighting for it, and finally fighting each other, she suddenly found it funny, and what was even funnier was.
She originally thought that the stupid person could be easily dealt with, but she never imagined that one day she would be bitten by an ant.
It really made her unhappy.
But her good luck only lasted once.
Juan'er waited from dawn to dusk, shouting until her voice was hoarse, before she finally heard footsteps outside the woodshed, and hope was instantly ignited.
It’s Madam, it must be Madam.
But the moment the door opened, the light in Juan'er's eyes suddenly dimmed, because the person who came in was not her wife.
Why didn’t the lady come to see her? Was she still angry?
"You seem to be still in good spirits." Qiaozhi, holding a lantern, asked the old woman to leave and walked into the woodshed alone.
In the dim candlelight, her face appeared pale, like an evil spirit from hell coming to take her life.
"Where is the princess? Why are you here?"
Qiaozhi looked down at her as if she were an ant. "Who are you to meet the princess? Do you really think that just because the princess spoke to you a few times, you think your status is as noble as hers?"
The last person who thought so was Zijuan, whose body had long since rotted into bones.
"But, the princess clearly said that by doing this, we can..." Before Juan'er, whose face was pale as death, could finish her words, a slap mark fell on her face.
"How dare you! Who gave you the guts to slander the princess?"
Juan'er covered her face with her hands and denied it with tears in her eyes, "I didn't do that. It was the princess who said that."
"It's obvious that you, a lowly servant, are holding a grudge against the Madam and slandering her. You even have the nerve to say that it was the princess who ordered you to do so." Qiaozhi, who had retracted her hand from hitting her, bent down, grabbed her hair, and slapped her face with her sharp white teeth like a devil.
"If you want your family to survive, you should know what to do."
"Madam, Juan'er committed suicide by hitting her head against the wall." After Juan'er left, Yu Shu, who had just been transferred to serve her, reported back.
Jiang Wu, who was practicing calligraphy, heard that she was gone. He just lowered his eyelashes and remained silent for a long time. It was so long that Yu Shu thought the lady would not speak again. Suddenly, she heard her say, "Bury her properly, and take fifty taels of silver to give to her family so that they can mourn."
This is how the master-servant relationship lasted during this period.
But she didn't expect that the living person who was serving her this morning would turn into a cold corpse at night.
The rumors about Ji Xiao and Song Jinye's affair were quickly diluted by the posted list of honors.
Even though Song Jin was almost thrown out of the prime minister's residence that day, he still did not give up. Even if he was the prime minister, he did not believe that he could really cover the sky with one hand.
Moreover, he has been traveling frequently during this period, and those officials showed admiration after reading his articles, which means that his articles will definitely be among the top three. As for the rumors outside that he and that idiot Ji Xiao are in an affair.
He thought that no one would believe it unless they were too stupid, but the greedy looks some people gave him were so disgusting that he wanted to dig out their eyeballs.
Because today was the day when the Ministry of Rites would announce the results, although Song Jin was completely confident in himself, he still got up early and sent someone to check the rankings on the bulletin board. He prepared a banquet at home and waited for the person who came to announce the good news.
But after waiting for a while, even after the scholars in his neighborhood had received the good news one after another, his yard was still lonely without a trace of joy. He was still trying to convince himself that he must have been in the top three, so the person who was supposed to bring the good news had not come yet.
Song Jin also said that he was not in a hurry, but in his heart he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He stopped the official who had just come from another alley to report the good news and handed him a silver in a humble manner: "Excuse me, sir, which number has been reported now?"
The announcer, who took the silver with a smile, said in a gruff voice, "The previous one was the last one. All the successful candidates have already reported."
"What, the report is finished!" In an instant, Song Jin felt his vision go dark, and his head felt heavy and his feet felt light-headed, and he was about to fall backwards.
How could it be possible that all the applications were submitted? He hadn't even heard the name of his high school top student.
"Sir, are you kidding me? How could you report it so quickly?" Song Jin would rather admit that the other party was joking than admit that the man could really cover up everything.
The person announcing the good news pushed him away as if he were a fool and said, "If you don't believe me, just go to the notice board in front of the Ministry of Rites and you'll find out for yourself."
"Yes, go to the bulletin board, my name must be posted outside." Song Jin, whose lips were bitten until they tasted blood, looked like a drowning man who was about to grab the last piece of driftwood.
By the afternoon, although there were not as many people coming to see the list as before, it was still crowded.
After finally squeezing into the front, Song Jin looked through the rankings from high to low, even leaving no stone unturned, but still couldn't find his name. He was completely panicked, and even more unwilling to believe that his name was really not there. With bloodshot eyes, he muttered to himself: "How is it possible? How can my name not be on the list!"
"I should be the top scorer or the third place winner!"
"I am the top scholar, I should be the third place."
Some people saw his crazy look and shook their heads in disapproval: "Look, here comes another crazy one."
"There are always a few crazy ones every year. Forget it, just ignore them."
Qiaozhi, who was standing on the second floor of the teahouse in the distance, couldn't bear to watch, "Princess, how did Young Master Song become like this?"
You have to know that in the past, when Mr. Song appeared in front of the princess, he was always a humorous and elegant gentleman, not the madman who was crying and laughing below.
Shen Tingxue didn't know why he didn't pass. According to the plot, he would be the third place winner in this imperial examination and would rise to the position of Minister of the Ministry of Revenue in the future.
Is it because she forcibly replaced the original body, causing the butterfly effect?
When the rankings came out, Jiang Wu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
From the moment Song Jin failed the exam, it shows that the plot is no longer so indestructible, and she will not end up freezing to death like in the dream.
Once a person relaxes, sleepiness will come like a tide.
Fortunately, she has not had those dreams since that incident, otherwise she would really have to ask a master to exorcise the evil spirits for her.
But when I opened my eyes after falling asleep, I found that the room was extremely cold because the window was open. When I was about to get up and close the window, a hand had already closed the window, blocking the biting cold wind coming in from outside.
The young man tilted his head, obviously concerned about her health: "Didn't the teacher say that if you are not feeling well, you should lie down in bed."
Jiang Wu pursed her lips and distanced herself from them: "No, I'm awake."
The young man was unwilling to let him go. With a smile on his face, he pressed on, "Master, now that you are awake, I have some questions I would like to ask you. I hope you will not be stingy."
As he approached, Jiang Wu suddenly felt uneasy and could only step back. When she stepped back again, a hand as cold as a poisonous snake wrapped around her shoulder.
Song Jinye's face, which had lost its former innocent and well-behaved look, was now smiling in a sinister and terrifying way. The warm breath fell on her neck like a snake's breath, startling her.
"Master, where are you going?"
The young man in front of him knocked his head in annoyance. "Master, I really have questions I don't understand, so I came here to ask for your advice. Why are you avoiding me?"
There were actually two Song Jins in one room!
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