Chapter 8: The next day, the old friend went to the prefecture.
The next day, he went to the prefecture.
In the courtyard, a group of dancers gathered in twos and threes, practicing their skills absent-mindedly, chattering lazily.
An elderly maid pushed the door open and entered, and the dancers bowed their heads in response.
When they looked up again, their eyes widened.
Someone with sharp eyes whispered to his companions, "Isn't that the old friend that General Yan recognized that night?"
After saying that, he secretly looked at Ji Yunchan who was following behind the nanny.
The teaching nanny yelled, "What are you doing here? Why aren't you practicing properly? Are you itching for trouble?"
The dancers scattered in response.
The nanny had a pair of unfriendly triangular eyes. She turned around and looked Ji Yunchan up and down.
This girl with a slender waist and almond-shaped eyes has a good appearance and figure, not inferior to those dancing girls. No wonder the master wants to keep her as a concubine.
But after being messed up by the general, the situation became a bit hot.
Just let her have some fun, don't be too polite.
Thinking of this, the nanny snorted disdainfully.
She recalled the embarrassed look on Manager Liu's face when he gave her the order, and squinted at Ji Yunchan: "I heard you were exiled from the capital? What did your father do wrong?"
Hit the snake at its most vulnerable spot. If you want to make someone bow down, you have to hit him where it hurts.
Ji Yunchan knew exactly what she wanted to do.
I just understand that they dare not act rashly at this time.
In front of the whole room, Ji Yunchan smiled without a trace of disdain and replied respectfully, "Don't worry about this, Ma'am."
The teacher's face was red and blue, and she was furious: "You...!"
"You ungrateful thing, you still think you are a lady from a wealthy family. Today I will let you know how powerful I am." She spoke sternly and raised the stick in her hand.
When the sound of breaking air was heard, the dancers around shrank back, fearing that they would be implicated.
"What does Mammy want to do? Hit me?"
Ji Yunchan raised her voice slightly, took a step forward to face her, without blinking.
The teaching nanny was extremely angry and cursed the bitch several times in her heart.
Her chest heaved, and she felt even more itchy at the thought that if the bitch got the upper hand one day, she could easily whisper in her ear and crush her to death.
Seeing Ji Yunchan being so arrogant, she couldn't help but wonder if the matter had already been resolved... otherwise this bitch wouldn't be so eager to seek death.
The stick stopped in mid-air, about to fall to the ground. She had been teaching these dancers a lesson for a long time, and it was always her turn to teach others a lesson. Now she would be embarrassed to let them go.
The atmosphere was deadlocked for a moment.
At this time, a dancer with peach cheeks and fox eyes came forward and tried to soothe the nanny. She then turned to Ji Yunchan and gently scolded her, "Why make the nanny angry?"
The teaching nanny was just feeling annoyed and had no place to vent her anger, so she pinched her arm and said harshly, "Why are you making such a fuss here?"
This time, she used her full strength. The dancer frowned and cried out "Ouch!" She stepped aside and bowed softly, "Madam, calm down."
He looked at the teacher's expression and boldly stepped forward to whisper a few words to her.
Upon hearing this, the nanny raised a sinister smile.
She glared at Ji Yunchan fiercely, then suppressed her anger and said sarcastically, "Since you are from the capital, you must know how to play the qin, right?"
Ji Yunchan's expression remained unchanged: "Of course."
"Hmph." Mammy snorted coldly, "Don't lie to me."
She pointed casually at the piano in the corridor and said, "Play it for me. If you can't play it well..." She hit it hard with the stick in her hand, and some wood chips fell off. "You will suffer the consequences."
Sawdust scattered everywhere, and an inconspicuous piece splashed onto the side of Ji Yunchan's hand.
She rubbed it soundlessly with her fingertips.
It really hurts.
She said "hmm", walked forward and sat down, her posture relaxed and familiar, as if she had been doing this for many years.
I tried the strings and found them a little loose, so I tuned them casually.
Ten fingers fell on the strings, the tough strings blocked upwards, dividing the hand into sections of music, bringing a familiar yet unfamiliar touch, and Ji Yunchan closed her eyes.
The clear and high-pitched sound of the piano came out.
The slender white hands moved up and down on the strings, neither fast nor slow, sometimes gentle and sometimes smooth.
Although those present were insignificant, none of them were unfamiliar with rhythm. The dancers had to dance accordingly, and the nanny had also endured this process to achieve this position.
Hearing the sound of the piano, the dancers who were practicing stopped and looked over.
When the song ends, the sound of the piano lingers in the air.
The nanny was also stunned and shocked.
I never thought that the daughter of an official family who had been spoiled since childhood would have such accomplishments.
She didn't show it on her face, and said coldly: "Okay, get up, it's okay."
"Thank you very much, Mammy."
Ji Yunchan bowed with a satisfactory manner that was impeccable, but her unconcerned demeanor was eye-catching no matter how one looked at her.
The teacher almost couldn't catch her breath, her face grim: "In that case, stay and play the piano."
After saying that, he turned away.
Without a manager, the dancers became much bolder.
A dancer who looked quite young came up and asked curiously, "...Are you really from the capital?"
Her eyes were full of innocence, without a trace of malice, and she was cautious, fearing that Ji Yunchan would be unhappy.
Perhaps it was because she had confronted Yan Heng and the teaching nanny one after another.
Looking at her, Ji Yunchan could guess what image she held in the eyes of this group of people.
In the past, she maintained the image of a gentle, virtuous and talented woman, but now she can't care about so many things, nor does she want to care about so many things.
Ji Yunchan nodded slightly. The clouds parted and the sun rose. Her long eyelashes cast a thick shadow on her fair face. She lowered her eyes and her red lips moved: "It's just the past."
The little dancer looked at her, almost stunned. "You are so beautiful..."
Ji Yunchan smiled at her.
The little dancer blushed, coughed lightly, and returned to the topic: "It turns out that the rumors are true."
She asked excitedly, "So you really know General Yan?"
Such a straightforward question was beyond Ji Yunchan's expectations.
A dancer next to her secretly pulled her and signaled her to shut up.
The little dancer was pulled like this and began to observe Ji Yunchan's expression again.
But he had not learned to observe her expression secretly. His dark eyes turned around and around, staring at her without blinking.
Ji Yunchan laughed when she wanted to. She said to the little dancer, "Yes, we were engaged before."
This time it caused a lot of "wow".
There were also some who doubted it. A cold-looking dancer sneered, "Come on, you're just kidding me. How can I watch you end up like this if I have an engagement?"
Ji Yunchan raised her head, her beautiful eyes slightly raised, meeting the man's gaze, and said softly, "Why don't you go and ask him yourself?"
The dancer shut up and stared at Ji Yunchan coldly.
"Alright, alright." The fox-eyed dancer, who had just dared to interrupt Mammy, spoke up at the right moment to ease the atmosphere. "Don't be so serious."
The cold and beautiful dancer didn't appreciate it, rolled her eyes and walked away.
The little dancer looked around, feeling a little embarrassed.
Instead, the dancer with fox eyes burst out laughing.
"That's just how she is, a sharp tongue but a soft heart." She patted Ji Yunchan's arm lightly, her tone relaxed, as if she was chatting about family matters: "But what she said makes sense."
She asked curiously, "Did the engagement end?"
"I also want to thank this sister for her care."
Ji Yunchan smiled happily, as if she had completely softened. She said ambiguously, "Don't worry, he won't sit idly by."
......
In the evening, in the study.
The prefect, Wang Yuan, sat on the armchair. He didn't look down, but fiddled with the lid of the teacup with his fat fingers and asked, "Did she really say that?"
The lid collides with the cup body, making a crisp porcelain sound.
Butler Liu bowed and gestured to the woman kneeling on the ground with her head lowered to answer.
"Yes, I heard it with my own ears."
The woman continued, boldly adding fuel to the fire: "Even though Miss Ji has become a Le Ji, she is still very arrogant and dares to talk back to Madam directly."
Butler Liu said at the right moment, "That's indeed the case. This is also what I heard."
I won't sit idly by.
Wang Yuan pondered this sentence for a moment; it was indeed a rather ambiguous statement.
A tough nut to crack.
He snorted and slammed the lid back onto the teacup, using too much force. Tea leaves and tea splashed onto his fleshy hands, and he cursed, "You don't know what's good for you!"
Butler Liu knelt down in fear, and even kowtowed to the woman beside him: "Master, calm down."
A woman's charming voice came mixed in.
Wang Yuan's yellow eyes turned, and he looked at the woman crawling at his feet for the first time.
Her slender waist slumps downwards, giving her a feeling of being as fragile as a willow swaying in the wind.
He stood up and walked up to the woman.
"Look up." The woman looked up, with a bit of uneasiness on her peach-shaped face, but her fox eyes could not contain anticipation.
It's still a bit vulgar.
Wang Yuan looked at her face, then his gaze moved down unscrupulously to the height of her chest, and felt that it could still arouse some interest.
He waved to Manager Liu, who wisely withdrew.
Wang Yuan stretched out his hand, which was wet with tea leaves, and rubbed it against the charming face. His eyes were naked: "What do you want? This official will reward you."
Butler Liu quietly closed the door.
When he turned around, he seemed quite smug, as if he had accomplished something that helped others.
But judging from the master's mood, I'm afraid he will just favor her for one night and then give her some silver and send her off.
He is a smart guy, but he is too submissive, which makes him feel boring.
He shook his head and walked out along the corridor with carved and hanging lamps.
The white stones of the rockery in the garden looked even whiter when exposed to the sun, and Manager Liu couldn't help but take a few more glances.
The corridor turns a corner and leads to the other courtyard.
As Manager Liu turned his eyes back, he almost bumped into someone.
The man was wearing an indigo brocade robe, he was tall, handsome, and relaxed.
It was Wang Kang'an, the only legitimate son of the prefect Wang Yuan.
Manager Liu quickly stopped and bowed, "Sir."
"Watch the road."
Wang Kangan looked at Manager Liu with a half-smile in his eyes and asked tentatively, "Manager Liu, you look so cheerful, is there something good going on?"
"Sir, you're joking."
Manager Liu lowered his head and stepped aside to make way.
But Wang Kangan had no intention of passing on the matter. Instead, he asked intriguingly, "Manager Liu, is my father here to ask you about Miss Yunchan?"
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