It's not surprising that Song Jimo defected at the last minute; the fear of being dominated by Jing Zhe was simply too terrifying!
Once upon a time, Song Jimao was a highly talented scholar in Jingzhou City, admired by everyone. He was riding high, full of ambition, and even thought that he could use this Mid-Autumn Festival poetry gathering to make a name for himself again and win the heart of a beautiful woman...
But ever since he met Jing Zhe, his path of showing off has become a history of blood and tears. Whenever Jing Zhe is around, he will inevitably be humiliated.
Originally intended to be the main character, he ended up becoming a stepping stone for Jing Zhe to gain fame, which was truly tragic.
His career had been declining while Jing Zhe's had been rising steadily, leaving him with no room for rebellion. Especially now that Jing Zhe held an official position while he remained a commoner, his father had originally intended to appoint him as a sixth-rank Grand Secretary of the Imperial Academy—but now the Grand Secretary of the Imperial Academy was under the jurisdiction of the Da'an Daily, which was Jing Zhe's territory…
He almost cried at that moment.
Upon seeing Jing Zhe, there was no choice but to run!
Yu Haixing felt that he was just too slow to react; otherwise, he should have escaped before Song Jimao!
Jing Zhe is undoubtedly his nemesis!
Stealing his senior sister, stealing his cousin…
Most importantly, he was completely helpless against him in Jingzhou! His only helper, his uncle, was practically inseparable from Jing Zhe, making Yu Haixing feel even more miserable…
"No... I don't want to drink anymore... I have something to do... Goodbye!"
Yu Haixing turned to leave, but Jing Zhe grabbed him and pulled him back like a chick—it has to be said, the benefits of practicing martial arts are immediately apparent.
"Did you bully your cousin again?"
"No...no, how could I dare?"
"You better not dare. I'm going there tomorrow, and if I hear you've bullied her, I'll break your third leg on the spot!"
The third leg…
Yu Haixing didn't react for a moment.
"You know Wu Xianyong, the Vice Minister of War, right? I'm the one who took away his third leg!"
"..."
Now Yu Haixing finally knew which leg this "third leg" was. He had heard Yu Sheng mention it, saying that Wu Xianyong was like a woman without his manhood...
Looking up at Jing Zhe again, her eyes were filled with fear, and she unconsciously squeezed her thighs together, stammering, "I really didn't... I didn't bully you..."
"I hope you're telling the truth. Now get lost!"
Yu Haixing felt as if he had been granted a pardon and ran away in a panic.
At this time, several more groups of people came down from upstairs. They had obviously finished eating and were chatting and laughing, creating a pleasant atmosphere.
But when they came down and saw Jing Zhe, they were taken aback for a moment, then smiled and greeted him.
"Isn't this President Jing!"
"President Jing is also here for dinner?"
"How about I have a couple more drinks with President Jing?"
"Count me in!"
"Didn't you just say you couldn't drink anymore?"
"That depends on who you're with! With President Jing, you have to be able to drink!"
"..."
Jing Zhe greeted these people with a smile. Some he could name, and some he couldn't, but most of them were familiar faces he had seen in the imperial court. Those who could attend court were naturally of high status, so what Song Er said earlier was true. The private rooms on the third floor were indeed not places that ordinary people could go up to casually.
Jing Zhe smiled and said, "Have all the officials finished eating? Did the court session end so early today?"
"That's right! It's no fun without President Jing attending court!"
"..."
Jing Zhe chatted with them briefly for a few more minutes, then made an excuse that he had other things to do that day before they left.
...
After everyone left, Jing Zhe waved to the taciturn Song Er.
"Come here!"
"oh…"
What just happened was a huge shock to Song Er.
The talented Song and the young master Yu were terrified of him, like mice before a cat!
You should know that their fathers are both high-ranking officials in the imperial court, especially Young Master Yu, whose uncle is the Duke of Anguo!
What shocked Song Er was not only this, but also the fact that he could chat and laugh with the high-ranking officials of the court. Who exactly was he?
Such an impressive person, even if you've never met him, you must have at least heard of him, right?
Stem...shoot length?
Does shooting increase growth rate?
This name sounds impressive, even if I don't understand it!
"Young...Young Master called me?"
Song Er completely changed his arrogant attitude, becoming obsequious and bowing, a stark contrast to his previous self.
Jing Zhe was too lazy to argue with him, otherwise he would be lowering his status.
"Call your older brother down!"
Hearing this, Song Er was indeed in a dilemma.
Because his older brother was in a particularly bad mood after returning from Zhang's winery last night. He seemed preoccupied and wouldn't say what happened when asked. He also got himself completely drunk. This morning, he specifically instructed him not to see anyone and to let him make all the decisions.
He hesitated because he didn't know Jing Zhe's true identity.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Jing Zhe raised an eyebrow and asked.
"Young master... it's like this, my elder brother is unwell, so he didn't come out today and sent me here instead, so..."
"Im unwell? Heh, just tell him someone wants to talk to him about the three Du brothers, and he'll probably be fine!"
"The Du family..."
Upon hearing this, Song Er was stunned. His gaze towards Jing Zhe became filled with confusion, surprise, and fear, a complex mix of emotions.
He then said, "Please wait a moment, young master. I'll go upstairs to find my brother right away!"
He then ran upstairs.
Watching his anxious back, Jing Zhe sneered repeatedly.
It seems that Manager Song wasn't the only one connected to the three Du brothers; his younger brother was involved too!
The whole family colluded and aided the wicked, so they could take over the Wenxiangju without any guilt!
...
A moment later, Manager Song, looking dejected and haggard, ran downstairs. He paused for a moment when he saw Jing Zhe.
"May I ask your name, sir? Why have I never seen you before?"
When Song Er went to inform him earlier, he said that the young master downstairs was named "Jing She Chang" (meaning "long-handled penis"), but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't believe that anyone would have such an awesome name.
That's why I asked again.
Jing Zhe sneered, "You're planning to talk to me about the Du brothers here?"
Shopkeeper Song was greatly surprised upon hearing this: "Young master, please come upstairs!"
So he led Jing Zhe to a private room in the far corner of the second floor, and Song Er followed him in.
Jing Zhe glanced at him. "What are you doing here?"
"Forehead…"
Song Er was slightly taken aback, and said, "Young master, I am also the manager of Wenxiangju, so I can also listen to this matter."
"I can say whatever I want, and whoever I want to listen to me. Who the hell do you think you are? Get lost!"
"..."
Manager Song shook his head and said to Song Er, "Let's go out."
Song Er then closed the door and left, looking unwilling.
Manager Song had been worried about what Zhang Xiaoyu had said ever since he returned from Zhang's Winery last night. If things were really exposed, running away would undoubtedly be the best option. However, he couldn't bear to give up the business his ancestors had built up, so he took a chance and didn't leave.
Unfortunately, they still got their hands on them.
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