Chapter 4
It's you, you teamed up to harm me!
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Mrs. Song's foot was tripped by something and she staggered violently. She fell forward and her forehead hit the pillar with a bang, leaving a big bump. The dull pain made Mrs. Song's eyes go black.
Jiang Zhaoying acted as if nothing had happened and quickly retracted the foot she had just stretched out.
Mrs. Song realized that Jiang Zhaoying had tricked her. She screamed, then fell to the ground, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
"Mother, mother."
Song Mingji and Song Qinghuan rushed over in horror, looking at their unconscious mother and their brother who was pretending to be dead. Their eyes moved quickly and they turned around and knelt in front of the head of the Song family, crying and begging.
"Uncle...Uncle, please help us. If we continue to make trouble like this, Jiang Zhaoying will probably not only kill my brother, but even my mother will die here. We...we won't be able to survive."
Patriarch Song is their uncle, and he makes the decisions on all matters of the clan. His face is gloomy at the moment. He has been observing the whole thing from the side, but the more he watches, the more something seems wrong, and the more frightened he becomes.
A flick of the sleeves.
He pointed at Jiang Zhaoying, Song Mingji and Song Qinghuan with a cold face.
"Since ancient times, the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother. Since she has entered the family, she is like your mother. Naturally, she should take good care of you. She should also be filial to your mother on behalf of Cheng Yu. Your eldest brother is already dead. There is nothing we can do about it. No one wants such a thing to happen on such a happy day. Why don't you let me handle it? I will take Cheng Yu away and bury her, okay?"
If we don’t take Cheng Yu out now, things will be difficult if Fu’er breaks in!
Moreover, his words just now nailed Jiang Zhaoying as a jinx to her husband and mother, which was like putting her on the fire, and she had no choice but to accept it or not.
Jiang Zhaoying's eyes almost turned bloodshot as she listened to the words of the Song clan leader.
These people set up such a big trap, just waiting for her to fall into it, and then drink her blood, eat her flesh, and step on her corpse until their mouths are full of oil, living a very happy life.
Seeing that Jiang Zhaoying was too calm, Patriarch Song frowned and waved his hand.
"Lock her up first. Once these things are dealt with, let her out to await her mother-in-law's decision."
In the crowd.
The two tall and fat old women who had been arranged by the Song Mansion rushed over like ferocious monsters, but Jiang Zhaoying was prepared. While dodging, she took advantage of the old woman's underestimation of the enemy and slapped her hard in the face, and kicked the other one away.
Taking advantage of the gap, Jiang Zhaoying glared at Patriarch Song's every word.
"Song Chengyu was not killed by me, Song Clan Leader, have you forgotten who my father was?"
The guests were startled.
Only then did he remember that Jiang Zhaoying's father, Jiang Zhenggan, was the director of the Imperial Observatory.
That man is the most gifted person in the Jiang family in the past hundred years. He is a strange man who can observe the celestial phenomena with his eyes and decide the fate of the world with his hands... He is proficient in everything.
When he is in a good mood, he will occasionally come out to help the nobles to look at the yin and yang and change their fate!
However, Jiang Zhenggan seldom does such things, but once he does, the family whose deeds have been reformed will surely prosper and rise to higher positions within three years.
Although the Imperial Observatory was only a fifth-rank official and not very impressive, when he stood in the court, all the officials were polite to him, and even the emperor rarely got angry with him.
Seeing that everyone's attention was easily diverted by Jiang Zhaoying's words, Mrs. Song, who pretended to faint, hurriedly winked at Song Mingji and Song Qinghuan, and the two of them kowtowed heavily and said pitifully.
"So what if she's the daughter of the Imperial Observatory? Fate is determined by heaven and no one can escape it. My eldest brother died in her bed and my mother fainted in her room. She must give an explanation for this."
After saying.
Song Qinghuan's eyes were filled with anxiety. This damn bitch, couldn't she have just made a promise earlier?
There are not so many troubles. Sister Yuefu is still waiting outside.
"That's right, she must give an explanation. She even had the nerve to ask for a divorce. She can be given a divorce letter. And she must pay for her life with her brother's."
"Surround her up and don't let her get away."
Hearing this shout, Song's relatives immediately rushed forward arrogantly and surrounded Jiang Zhaoying.
Upon seeing this, Shu Yun and Shu Yu immediately pulled out the hairpins on their heads and protected their young lady behind them. Their eyes were red, and they were ready to fight to the death at any time.
The two sides were on the verge of a fight, and murderous intent instantly rose to the sky.
"The Emperor's oral order has arrived!"
The wind from afar brought a loud voice over.
Everyone was stunned.
Subconsciously looking at Song Chengyu lying on the bed, he suddenly felt regretful.
The emperor must know that Song Chengyu is getting married today. Maybe, taking advantage of the great joy, the emperor has drafted an edict to confer the title of marquis on Song Chengyu. The empress will definitely give him a reward as well.
There was an unclear look in the eyes of Patriarch Song, and he hurriedly led Madam Song out of the crowd to greet the people from the palace.
Jiang Zhaoying hurriedly looked towards the brightly lit place, her heart pounding. When the familiar figure was blown into her eyes by the wind, tears suddenly came out.
The man was dressed in the uniform of the Imperial Observatory. He was handsome, with a slender figure. From afar... he was walking towards this side from the depths of the flowers with a sense of oppression.
Everyone was stunned as they watched, thinking that an immortal had entered the mortal world, and they felt an inexplicable awe in their hearts.
The young man on the left with bright eyebrows, bright eyes and a cold expression is called Wei Jiuzhao, and the handsome man on the right with a handsome face and eyebrows and eyes like distant peaks is called Xu Zhiyan.
Both of them are Jiang Zhenggan's personal disciples, and are also candidates for husbands that are highly sought after by young girls in Beijing.
Accompanying them was the emperor's personal eunuch Chen and some servants. Eunuch Chen was notoriously vicious and wherever his eyes went, the guests immediately fell silent.
Xu Zhiyan and Wei Jiuzhao had cold faces and distant attitudes, but when they glanced at Jiang Zhaoying's petite figure, it caused a huge wave.
"Take him away."
Xu Zhiyan took a look at the location of the wedding bed and gave an order in a cold voice. Eunuch Chen listened and raised his hand. The palace servants behind him saluted and walked towards the bed together.
"Cheng Yu is dead. May I ask where the two supervisors are taking him?"
Patriarch Song stepped forward to stop them, his eyes lingering on the eunuchs behind them.
Where is the imperial edict? What about the reward?
Subconsciously, his heart began to panic.
Wei Jiuzhao raised his eyelids, releasing his coldness, and the Song clan leader couldn't help but take a step back.
"The emperor has been suffering from heart pain for a month, and no medicine has helped. The Supervisor had already calculated that Song Chengyu would die today, and ordered us to bring his body back to the palace within two hours, take out his heart blood and give it to the emperor to drink. The medicine will definitely cure the disease."
"What?"
Clan leader Song was so frightened that his legs went limp. Song Mingji and Song Qinghuan also turned pale. Madam Song rushed to Wei Jiuzhao in panic, blocking his way with both hands and spoke angrily.
"No, I don't agree!"
What is going on? How did the emperor know? Was it really calculated by Jiang Jianzheng?
Their plan was flawless and was never revealed to outsiders. Besides, this was related to the life and death of the Marquis' Mansion, so Mingji and Qinghuan dared not tell anyone.
Angry and panicked, Mrs. Song could only point at Jiang Zhaoying.
"I understand. This must be a trick of the Jiang family. They planned to poison my son, and then use my son's heart blood to save the emperor. They took this great credit so that they could rise to the top. This... this is clearly stepping on the blood of my Song family to climb up, but... who has proved it? Who can prove that heart blood can save people? And does that person have to be my son?"
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