On a winter evening, as dusk falls early, lotus-shaped octagonal palace lanterns are lit one by one.
After having dinner, Ji Yan made the last few arrangements and then went to find Shen Jiao.
With the tyrant absent, Zuo and his men found another room to continue their business.
The government affairs had piled up for a long time, and I thought that dealing with them would definitely take a lot of time and energy.
Unexpectedly, the involvement of the tyrant, an unpredictable factor, has made things twice as effective with half the effort. Presumably, after a few more busy days, things will be fully on track.
In the afternoon, Nan Lao and Shen Jiao devised a new chess formation, which was novel and full of traps, and they were so excited that they shouted with delight.
With a wave of his hand, he told Shen Jiao that she needed to balance work and rest and that she didn't need to attend extra classes that evening.
Ji Yan immediately took Shen Jiao out of the palace to keep watch.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, where are we going?"
Since returning to the palace, Shen Jiao has not yet toured the royal city.
Peeking through the curtain at the bustling world, listening to the vendors' enthusiastic calls and the girls chatting and laughing, I felt quite content.
"Watching the show." Ji Yan leaned back lazily, her extremely beautiful phoenix eyes suddenly reflecting the flashing lights outside the car window, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.
Shen Jiao's attention was immediately diverted. "What are you watching?"
If you ask her to watch something exciting like beheading, dismembering, or killing, she will refuse!
Ji Yan immediately saw through the hamster's thoughts and gently tapped her forehead twice: "What are you thinking about? If you want to see those things, why leave the palace? There are plenty of criminals locked up in the imperial prison."
"I don't want to watch! Watching too many of those scenes will give me nightmares." Shen Jiao winced in pain and raised her hand to rub her hand.
Ji Yan sneered: "Coward."
"Then where shall we go?" Shen Jiao snorted.
Ji Yan turned her head and stared at the ruffled hamster.
He had just said she was timid, but now she was whining at him like she'd eaten the gall of a bear and the heart of a leopard.
He had never figured this out.
Compared to those corpses and dismembered limbs, he was clearly the most dangerous and terrifying being.
The little girl was afraid of the bloody scene, but not afraid of him, this demon who could cause rivers of blood at any moment. It was really interesting and funny.
but.
But it made him feel very comfortable.
Ji Yan curved her lips into a smile: "The Marquis of Anbo's residence."
"What?" Shen Jiao was taken aback.
This was so sudden; she wasn't ready to meet her siblings, grandparents, and extended family.
"Don't you want to go and see? The scene of Shen Yu kneeling at the door being pointed at and gossiped about by everyone." Ji Yan sat languidly.
He said lazily, "Wang Fu said you were smiling very brightly. Since you're so happy, why not see it for yourself? That would be even more enjoyable."
Shen Jiao thought to herself that she could actually watch a live stream; she had thought she could only rely on the Little Divine Doctor and Gu An to verbally share the joy.
In her excitement, she suddenly remembered something and touched the tip of her nose. "Wouldn't that be bad? What if someone finds out and thinks I went there specifically to kick someone when they're down?"
Ji Yan simply asked, "Do you want to see it?"
Shen Jiao nodded vigorously: "I'll think about it."
Shen Yu caused her so much trouble, so it's not unreasonable for her to go and watch the show, right?
Hehehe.
...
It is said that family scandals should not be aired in public. No family would punish a younger member who has made a mistake by making them kneel at the door in remorse. After all, this is a practice that would result in more than 1,000 casualties on both sides.
It's a complete embarrassment to their own reputation.
However, Old Madam Shen bluntly stated that Shen Yu was not of the Shen family bloodline and had committed such a heinous act as harming her father and brothers. It was already more than enough that she had not been expelled from the family.
A large group of people who were ready to give the Marquis of Anbo a thorough dressing down found that it made sense.
Wouldn't it be a waste to prepare three pages of cheat sheets and not scold the student?
As a result, this group of trolls immediately switched sides, passing by the street outside the Anbo Marquis's mansion 180 times, just to frantically criticize Chen Yu.
Therefore, none of Shen Yu's well-off girlfriends dared to plead for her, for they knew that if they opened their mouths, they would be in deep trouble.
"I never expected Shen Yu to be this kind of person. The most poisonous heart is a woman's heart, the most poisonous heart is a woman's heart, that saying is so true!"
"It's a waste that the Marquis of Anbo's mansion raised her for over ten years, wasting manpower, resources, and money, and still couldn't raise a thankless wretch!"
"What a scoundrel! Bah!"
"If they dare to lay a hand on their own father and brothers, who would expect them to do something so outrageous and wicked in the future?"
Unbearable remarks were uttered from morning till night, and all such words, like "as if from the beginning," penetrated Chen Yu's ears, fueling her anger.
His face turned pale with anger, and he swayed unsteadily, as if he couldn't withstand the verbal attack and was about to collapse.
However, no one paid any attention to them.
Some older women wanted to throw a few rotten eggs, but they were all stopped by the guards of the Marquis of Anbo's mansion.
It's enough to just talk about it.
If a few rotten cabbages were to fall on Shen Yu's head, the reputation of the Marquis of Anbo's mansion would be damaged.
These guards were all arranged by Madam Shen; everything was prepared.
"Look at that person who started the trouble; he's probably an actor arranged by Madam Shen."
Unlike the cautious Shen Jiao, Ji Yan casually lifted the curtain and pointed at the burly man who was leading the beating and scolding of Shen Yu.
Shen Jiao followed her gaze: "How did you figure that out?"
Ji Yan chuckled lightly: "He has a cheat sheet hidden in his palm. That kind of paper is not cheap, and its production is limited. It has already been discontinued. Only people of high status and old age can produce that kind of paper."
Shen Jiao was taken aback.
Can you even see through a cheat sheet?
What kind of eyesight does this person have?
It's a waste of talent not to be an exam proctor.
"His clothes are tattered, but his hands are clean and calloused. He looks at the people around him after saying three sentences. Isn't that leading the commotion? The Marquis of Anbo's mansion is powerful and wealthy. Ordinary people wouldn't dare to be so arrogant. He must have someone backing him up," Ji Yan explained to her carefully.
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