Chapter 141 Contradiction Dad wants to marry me.
Song Jin's words that he would forgive Ji Shubai made him happy and worried. He was happy that Song Jin no longer cared about it, but he was worried about how to take revenge.
You can't just find a crime and take the person to the government office to beat him up, right?
He was unable to do such a thing at the moment, so he looked for someone to advise him. He could not ask his colleagues in the government for fear of leaving any future troubles, so he went to find Chai Heng.
When Chai Heng heard this, he realized that his wife was also very angry with him, so they immediately agreed and decided to think of a way to deal with Mo Hongfu.
Ji Shubai repeatedly reminded him to just vent his anger and not to cause any casualties.
Chai Heng waved his hand: "Don't worry, letting two women vent their anger won't kill anyone."
It would be easy for Chai Heng to take revenge on a small scholar, let alone a scholar who had lost his fame.
Just pick any of the guests who used to frequent the Chai family and tell him that he suspects he has been cheated by Song Jin and that he wants to find a chance to ask Mo Hongfu about it. Then someone will send Mo Hongfu to the Chai family.
After entering the Chai family, Mo Hongfu did not hold back a word towards Song Jin. He exaggerated her past and told her how she had a grudge with the mistress of the Bai family, how she chased and beat Wen Xin in the store, and how the former master of the Bai family found him and asked him to teach her a lesson.
In the 21st century, Song Jin's behavior is called pursuit of freedom, but in the Ming Dynasty, it is called betrayal and ingratitude, and everyone keeps saying that Song Jin is a good-for-nothing.
There was some truth in the falsehood, and some truth in the falsehood. He poured out all the truth, falsehood, and reality, and slandered Song Jin behind his back, hoping that Chai Heng would drive Song Jin out as well so that he could continue to clean up.
This was exactly what Chai Heng wanted. After hearing what he said, he acted as if he had suddenly realized something and said frankly that he lacked a "brother" like him who dared to tell the truth, so he made an appointment to go out for a spring outing together one day.
Mo Hongfu thought he had caught Chai Heng's eye and had found a new way to make money, so he happily agreed.
The spring outing was fake, but kidnapping was real. They found a random opportunity to leave the person alone, and the servants covered the person from head to toe with a sack, stuffed him into a box and carried him away.
It was simple, direct and rough, so much so that when Song Jin was dissolving soap in warm water in the yard that day, preparing to take Bao Bao to blow bubbles and talk about the refraction of light in the afternoon, she saw Madam Chai come in and ask her if she wanted to beat Mo Hongfu to vent her anger. She was almost dumbfounded.
"Beat someone?"
"Yes, beat him up, but don't kill him, otherwise it will be troublesome."
Song Jin spent several moments to realize that he was living in a feudal society. The rich and powerful would not go through all the roundabout ways to trip someone up like he did, guarding against this and that. After all, if you followed a servant who did something bad, you were not allowed to be the first to report it.
As for a family slave like me who is determined to escape from his slavery, in a feudal society, he should be considered a traitor.
Song Jin understood it in his heart, but did not say much. He followed Madam Chai in the sedan chair and went out. He met Mo Hongfu in a farm outside the city.
He was tied up and his head was covered, and he was thrown into the firewood pile in a very ungraceful manner. When he heard footsteps, he immediately twisted his body and made a whimpering sound from his mouth.
The mouth was gagged.
For a moment, Song Jin felt that her life was worthless, and this was true for both her and Mo Hongfu.
Madam Chai had reminded her that if she wanted to avoid trouble, she should keep silent and just beat him until she felt comfortable. She should not let anyone know that it was you. If they did, she would have to spend some money to bribe him.
At the end, he added: "Mr. Mo's worthless life is not worth spending money on. At worst, I can deal with it later."
Song Jin listened to it and didn't intend to say anything to Mo Hongfu like "I'm here to take revenge today, you better die." But after showing a flash of sympathy for Mo Hongfu, she reached out and pulled the cloth out of his mouth. As a result, she heard some words that made her laugh and cry.
"Do you know who I am? If you dare to kidnap me, I will make you pay for it when I get out."
"I can tell you that Mr. Chai in the city is my brother. I came out with him today. If you don't see me, you will be in trouble."
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Song Jin squatted beside Mo Hongfu, supporting his chin with his elbows, and listened silently to Mo Hongfu threatening him. Until he shouted that he was tired, Song Jin stood up and picked out a round firewood stick without branches, of suitable length, which could be held in one hand from the pile of firewood. After taking a deep breath, he started to hit Mo Hongfu's butt and back.
Conscience, go to hell.
Mo Hongfu's screams were like a catalyst, causing Song Jin to recall countless times the time when he knelt alone in the court and felt others looking down on him. His hands became more powerful.
He didn't hit him on the head or face, but only on his thick-skinned buttocks, vowing to make up for the punishment he had avoided in the yamen.
As May approached, Song Jin was sweating all over and finally took a rest, breathing slightly.
Mo Hongfu behaved himself at this time. He stopped cursing and started begging people intermittently.
"Don't, don't fight me, I have money, I have money, give me some..."
Song Jin sniffed, and became angry when he thought that part of the silver was earned by harming him. He turned around and went out to find a pair of scissors, which frightened Mrs. Chai, who had been watching the show nearby.
"We agreed not to hurt anyone's life."
"Don't worry."
Song Jin stepped on Mo Hongfu's neck and pulled the hood forward from the back until the bun on top of his head was exposed. He quickly twisted the hair close to the scalp.
You have no hair on your head. Let me see how you can act so arrogantly in my shop in the future.
Mrs. Chai watched from the side and couldn't help but sigh.
This is so insulting.
Song Jin thought: Insult? It was as if dragging herself from the street to the court and accusing her of misbehavior was not an insult.
She just wanted to humiliate him, humiliate him enough, so that she could completely vent her anger.
After Mo Hongfu wailed until his voice was almost hoarse, he was stuffed into a box by the servants and carried to an empty ravine. When he struggled to get free, he felt the bald spot in the middle of his body and the loose hair on both sides. He wanted to tie it up but couldn't. He wanted to hide his hat but it was gone. He could only cover his head with his sleeves and walk back crying.
If it were someone else, this enemy would be easy to find, but he was Mo Hongfu, a lawyer who specialized in taking money and relying on his eloquence to help people fight lawsuits in the government court. He had offended countless people, so it was difficult to find the enemy now.
When Chai Heng found out about this, he looked even more sad, saying that he was the one who invited talented people and harmed him. So he sent his servants to greet him and gave some hair-raising items as gifts to Mo Hongfu.
Song Jin was also a wicked person. He secretly told A Rong that if Mo Hongfu came to the store to cause trouble again, don't argue with him, just pull his hat and see how a bald man like him has the nerve to scold him.
At this point, Song Jin's anger towards Mo Hongfu had subsided. However, even if Madam Chai didn't mention it, she knew that Mo Hongfu was just a thug, and Wen Xin and Wen Ya were not so easy to deal with, so Song Jin didn't mention it again for a while.
After beating up Mo Hongfu, Ji Shubai came to Chai's house and learned about Mo Hongfu's situation from Chai Heng. He did not express his opinion, but only said that he would go to see Song Jin.
In the morning, the sun was shining brightly in the yard, and the scorching sun was not too scary. Song Jin sat under the osmanthus tree, diligently writing a love story of living and dying for love. He caught a glimpse of Ji Shubai coming in, but he neither stood up nor stopped writing. He just said softly, "Here he comes."
Ji Shubai was used to her like this and didn't take it seriously. He sat down next to her, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it while watching her writing furiously.
It was written very seriously. Who would have thought that such a person who seemed to be living a peaceful life had just shaved the head of a scholar who had lost his fame not long ago.
"Have you calmed down now?"
"That's almost it." Song Jin knew when to stop and didn't push any further.
"I mean, have you calmed down from your anger towards me?"
Only then did Song Jin raise his head and stare into Ji Shubai's eyes.
The first time she met Ji Shubai was in the burned-down West Garden of the Bai family. He stood in front of the ruins and turned to look at her, his eyes slightly narrowed, very sharp. Later she found out that he was just nearsighted.
Now Ji Shubai was sitting with her under the tree, his eyes slightly squinted, not to see her clearly, but with a hint of smile, he squinted with joy, his eyes sparkling.
"I'm not angry anymore." Song Jin felt that the debt could be settled.
The smile in Ji Shubai's eyes became even brighter: "Then I have something to tell you."
Song Jin stopped writing: "You say."
"The wife of a judge in the government office passed away. I will be very busy these days, so I can't come to see you at night for the time being."
Song Jin couldn't help laughing. Ji Shubai took it as a big deal that he couldn't come to see her often at night and told her seriously, which made her very happy.
"I see."
"I will come to see you when I take a break."
"knew."
Ji Shubai tilted his head and supported his temples with the back of his hands. The sunlight filtered through the leaves and into his beautiful eyes, revealing a hint of transparent amber.
"When I'm done with this, I have something important to tell you."
"What's up?"
"Wait until I'm done with this busy period."
Ji Shubai chuckled, and Song Jin stopped urging her. It was good to let time take its course. She was very satisfied with the present life.
Since that day, Ji Shubai didn't show up at the Chai family for a long time, and Song Jin was teaching Baobao with peace of mind. As a result, after drying dark and light colored clothes in the sun and finding that the dark clothes got hotter, Baobao went back to Madam Chai to make new clothes, all of which had to be light colors. Song Jin explained the reasoning to her in a serious manner, but Madam Chai was completely confused and didn't understand, so she dragged him into the yard to dry the clothes.
"You little fool."
Mrs. Chai scolded Bao Bao, saying, "Whose lady would stand in the sun in the middle of summer? That's what the farmers in the village and the street merchants do."
They are the ones who get ice, eat ice, and hide in the house to cool off. They don't care which color of fabric absorbs more heat, but only care which fabric is more fashionable, better looking, and more expensive.
Although she complained, she still satisfied Baobao's wish and made her a moon-white dress.
Song Jin also got a new dress, which was made by Hong Xing and sent to her.
A long gown with a stand-up collar and wide sleeves made of clear blue satin with a chrysanthemum pattern, paired with an eight-panel pleated skirt made of almond yellow satin. The hem of the skirt was embroidered with orchid patterns with silk thread, which took quite a bit of effort.
Song Jin praised it endlessly, but Hong Xing blushed and lowered her head, a little embarrassed, "As long as you like it."
After saying that, he stopped talking, and Song Jin became a little puzzled.
She returned to the shop regularly, and if there were any clothes, she could give them to herself on that day. But now that she delivered them personally, she must not have come here specifically to deliver clothes.
"What do you want from me?"
When Hong Xing heard the question, she lowered her head even more.
"I, I want to ask, I just, is there any other place to go, I, I don't want to stay there."
"Why?"
When Song Jin asked again, Hong Xing burst into tears and grabbed her clothes with both hands, twisting them into a knot.
"Did they bully you?"
Hong Xing cried out: "Dad, Dad wants to marry me."
"What?"
Song Jin exploded.
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