"What a coincidence! I have to eat now. You guys can talk one by one! I'll tell you while I eat."
Song Jiao glanced at Qiu Xia, and Qiu Xia took the opportunity to instruct the maid in the small kitchen to put the meals on the stone table.
Everyone in the Xie family gathered at the gate of Song Jiao's courtyard, and everyone had an expression of dissatisfaction and blame on their face.
At the stone table in the courtyard, Song Jiao was sitting upright enjoying a sumptuous meal.
In front of her was a variety of delicious dishes with fresh fish, green vegetables and a fragrant aroma.
She savored the food as if no one was around, occasionally making satisfied sounds, as if she was completely unaware of the group of people at the door.
After waiting for a while, seeing that no one had spoken, she asked again: "What do you want to say? Hurry up and say it."
Song Jiao's voice echoed in the air, and she continued to taste the food in front of her calmly, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.
However, her indifferent attitude further aroused the dissatisfaction of everyone in the Xie family.
They stood at the door, watching Song Jiao enjoying the delicious food alone, their hearts filled with anger and jealousy.
Old lady Xie's face was extremely ugly. She pointed at Song Jiao with trembling hands, "You, you unfilial daughter-in-law! How dare you treat your mother-in-law like this! Do you still have any respect for the superior and the inferior, the elder and the young?" Her voice was sharp and harsh.
"Hmph, respect for elders? You should act like elders first!" Song Jiao sneered and hit back without showing any weakness, "When I provided you with delicious food and drink, did you ever feel any gratitude? Now, you all come here to criticize me. Don't you even look at your own moral character?"
"You, you..." Old lady Xie was so angry that she couldn't speak. She covered her chest with her hands, as if she was about to faint at any time.
"Song Tangxue! You've gone too far!" Xie Youan finally couldn't help but explode. He roared and rushed forward to teach Song Jiao a lesson.
Thinking of how he was beaten before, he suddenly became timid.
"Excessive? Hahaha, I'm excessive?" Song Jiao laughed as if she had heard something funny. "Don't you see what you look like now? You're all so skinny and hungry, you can't even get enough to eat, and you still have the nerve to blame me? What a joke!"
"You, you vicious woman!" Someone was so angry that they were shaking all over, pointing at Song Jiao's nose and cursing, "How could our Xie family produce someone like you? It's such a misfortune for our family!"
"Family misfortune? Hahaha, your Xie family has been rotten to the core!" Song Jiao sneered sarcastically, "Everyone knows how to fight among themselves, thinking about other people's money, but never thinking about working hard to make money for themselves. What future does a family like this have?"
Although her voice was not loud, every word she spoke was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.
They were speechless, unable to find any rebuttal for a moment. They could only stand there, staring at Song Jiao with anger and dissatisfaction.
However, Song Jiao seemed to have not noticed their looks at all and continued to eat her meal calmly.
Xie Yuan ran out of the crowd, hands on her hips, looking like a little adult. She hummed, "Grandma, Daddy, we don't need her. Aunt Xu said she has a way to make money!" As she spoke, she carefully took out a silver note from her clothes and handed it to Xie Youan.
The silver note gleamed slightly in the sunlight. The moment Xie Youan took the silver note, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He looked down at the banknotes in his hand. Although the amount was not large, it was a considerable fortune for him.
He looked up at Song Jiao, his eyes full of pride and mockery, as if to say: "Look, we can still live well without you."
Song Jiao looked at Xie Youan's smug look and suddenly felt sick.
She glared at him fiercely and said in a cold voice: "If you show off again, I will beat you to pieces!" Her voice was so cold and fierce that Xie Youan couldn't help but shiver.
He knew Song Jiao's temper very well and knew that she would do what she said, so he quickly took his people away.
Song Jiao finished her meal, wiped her mouth, and turned her head to ask Qiu Xia beside her: "Did the things I asked you to send directly to the Shangshu Mansion arrive?" Qiu Xia nodded, "It has been delivered. I heard that the letter has been sent to the palace. I believe there will be a result soon."
She still looked at Song Jiao with some worry, "Madam, if you do this, you will never come back."
Song Jiao sighed with feigned melancholy, "It's too late to go back. Haven't you noticed? Xie Yuan is not close to anyone else, but only to Xu Qingqing. They should have met a long time ago, but I just didn't know." Her words revealed a hint of helplessness and determination.
Qiuxia didn't say anything else.
Three days later, an imperial edict suddenly arrived at the general's mansion.
The eunuch who delivered the imperial edict read out the contents of the imperial edict in a shrill voice. Song Jiao, Xie Youan, Xu Qingqing and Xie Zisu were brought into the palace together.
Xu Qingqing and Xie Zisu were both smiling happily, thinking that their previous flood control method might have been approved by the emperor, so he was planning to reward them.
It was as if they had foreseen the reward they were about to receive.
The two looked at each other, their eyes full of pride and anticipation.
However, Song Jiao just looked at them indifferently, with no expression on her face.
She knew that there would be something interesting to watch soon.
After Xie Zisu came out of Song Jiao's house that day, he couldn't wait to find Xu Qingqing for cooperation.
One of them was responsible for writing poems and lyrics, and the other was responsible for sales, and they worked together very well.
Recently, they have made a lot of money in this way, and the joy in their hearts is beyond words.
When she was sorting out her memories some time ago, she remembered that in the original plot there was a method Xu Qingqing used to solve the flood, and that she wrote poems and lyrics.
So, she copied all the poems that Xu Qingqing was about to write overnight, deliberately making them look modern.
Then, she asked the original owner's father to give the method of flood control to the emperor.
Coincidentally, several of his poems were recommended to the emperor by officials.
The emperor sat on the dragon throne, holding tightly in his hands the poems and solutions to the flood that had been sent to him.
His expression grew increasingly gloomy, and his eyes flashed with anger.
When he saw those familiar poems and methods to solve the flood problem, the anger in his heart was instantly ignited.
He directly ordered the person to be brought here.
Song Jiao felt that the original owner's second son had some brains, but not too much.
Soon, Xu Qingqing, Xie Zisu, Xie Youan and others were brought before the emperor.
They knelt on the ground, lowered their heads and dared not speak.
Song Jiao stood aside and used her mind to change the scene that everyone saw. In other people's minds, she was also kneeling on the ground.
However, the actual situation was that Song Jiao was standing aside watching the show while eating melon seeds.
"How dare you!" the emperor roared. "How dare you use other people's things to claim credit? You are deceiving the emperor!"
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