That is, diarrhea, nausea and vomiting, and a small rash on the face.
In short, forget about hunting.
She wouldn't suspect anyone was deliberately trying to harm her. Firstly, she was always carefree and easygoing, and secondly, the shop owner didn't know about her dietary restrictions, and they had been selling like this for several days without any problems.
No matter how you look at it, it's her own bad luck.
Because of this incident, Xiao Yitang warned her not to eat unclean food from outside anymore, and she could only swallow this bitter pill.
Wen Zhixuan displayed his extraordinary abilities at the hunting grounds, successfully catching the eye of Emperor Hongde and becoming the Imperial Advisor.
He had no powerful connections, so even if aristocratic families wanted to win him over, they would always maintain a haughty and superior attitude.
Wen Zhixuan suffered greatly from this and naturally did not want to associate with it.
Shen Qinghe then naturally set up a connection for her father.
"I am shameless."
Shen Qinghe wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said, "But Father, don't forget that it was precisely because I was shameless that you were able to stand out from the noble families of the capital, gain the favor of the Imperial Preceptor, and thus catch His Majesty's eye. Otherwise, how could you have made your beloved your official wife? And how could you have obtained the family headship order so easily with a headless injustice?"
She stood tall with a disdainful look in her eyes.
"You owe your current status entirely to your shameless daughter."
Shen Jiming's pupils contracted, and he raised his hand to slap her again.
Shen Qinghe stepped forward, unfazed. "Your grandson is almost two years old. Don't you think it's a bit late for you to scold me for being shameless now?"
Shen Jiming's hand froze in mid-air.
Shen Qinghe's eyes were full of mockery. "You know what kind of person Mother is, but I also know what kind of person you are. With the two of you as role models, your daughter dares not be noble, much less behave properly, and thus tarnish the 'family tradition'."
Snap—
Shen Jiming struck hard, knocking Shen Qinghe to the ground.
He pointed at Shen Qinghe and cursed through gritted teeth: "You and your mother are both shameless sluts who are promiscuous. I shouldn't have let you come into this world in the first place."
Shen Qinghe was helped up by two maids. Watching his departing figure, she suddenly laughed, but tears fell from her eyes.
When she was young in Taiyuan, Shen Jiming treated her very well. Even after she was sent to the capital, Shen Jiming would send her local specialties every year and showed great concern in his letters home.
Father and mother are different.
While her being with Wen Zhixuan was certainly what she desired, wasn't having a child also a way to solidify the alliance between her father and Wen Zhixuan?
But she was met with terms like "shameless," "promiscuous," and "slut" in return.
They should have woken up a long time ago.
No one in this world loves her, and no one wants her.
**
Jiang Shumiao has become a sensation.
The Shen family and the Jiang family are related, so they might overemphasize Jiang Shumiao's abilities, but Madam Ning's 30,000 taels of silver were indeed spent.
People pursue profit, isn't it all for money and power?
The fact that they're willing to spend so much money is enough to prove that this is true.
Especially after the story of her drawing talismans to pray for rain in the palace that day spread, the rumors of the goddess's descent into the world became more and more convincing. Even Zhuang Xiyan, who had been favored by the goddess, benefited from the news, and matchmakers practically wore out their door to propose marriage.
That's a story for another time.
Jiang Shumiao was very busy.
People come to our door every day.
It's not that they all have ulterior motives; after all, those who can visit the Duke's mansion are all powerful and wealthy, and they lack neither money nor fame.
Most of them are just trying to build connections.
The status of aristocratic families is inherently superior, and neither princesses nor county princesses are worth their effort to please.
But the goddess is different.
That's another realm.
Therefore, families with children would send them to Jiang Shumiao as playmates. If they could become her disciples, their entire family would be able to take off.
Jiang Shumiao explicitly refused.
She doesn't take on apprentices!
Fuqu finally felt at peace, but she still couldn't help asking, "Goddess, why don't you want to take on any more disciples?"
Jiang Shumiao felt a lump in her throat as she recalled Wen Zhixuan's sarcastic remarks from that day.
"I am not a good teacher, and I cannot teach my apprentices well."
Fuqu rarely saw her so downcast and didn't know how to comfort her.
Even if he couldn't become her apprentice, it was still good to have some connection with her, so the Duke's mansion remained bustling with visitors.
Jiang Shumiao recalled what Wen Zhixuan had said that night.
The powerful clans were a cancer on this dynasty.
Most of these children are the future heirs of their families.
So, after only two days, she went back to the palace.
Emperor Hongde had always liked her, and now he treated her like a treasure.
"What brings our little goddess to visit her uncle?"
Jiang Shumiao hadn't been called a goddess in a long time; only mortals would address her that way.
Because in the eyes of mortals, gods are omnipotent.
"Uncle, I want to study at the Imperial Academy."
Emperor Hongde was taken aback. He looked at the little boy in front of him and asked incredulously, "Studying?"
"Yes."
Jiang Shumiao nodded, "So many kids come to my house every day, chattering away and disturbing Grandma's peace and quiet. Mom also has to go to the trouble of arranging the snacks that each of them likes. It's troublesome to take care of other people's children. Anyway, they all come to play with me, so it's fine to just go somewhere else."
Emperor Hongde: "..."
He patiently said, "You're only two years old..."
Jiang Shumiao put her hands on her hips and said, "I'm two and a half years old."
"...Okay, two and a half years old."
Emperor Hongde followed her words, saying, "Your older brothers and sisters all started their formal education at the age of five. You can attend the Imperial Academy if you wish, but you'll have to wait two years..."
"But I'm different from them."
Jiang Shumiao looked innocent. "I am a goddess."
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