Chapter 158: What did you try to persuade her with?
"Is this what Miss Pei meant?"
"What?"
Song Jin didn't want to ask why those men didn't go find Ji Shubai, but instead sent a little girl to find him. Perhaps they thought he would be too embarrassed to refuse them, but Song Jin was very embarrassed to do so.
The only thing she cared about was whether Miss Pei was in cahoots with her parents and was going to make things difficult for Ji Shubai.
Miss Pei lowered her head: "I don't want to come, but..."
"Okay, just reply when you get back, as long as the message has been delivered."
"The word has been passed on? Then what?"
Song Jin smiled, and nothing else happened.
They didn't dare to go directly to Ji Shubai, probably because they knew he would refuse, so they went to find a woman who was easy to talk to, but Song Jin was the best at evading suspicion.
You make things difficult for me, and I'll fool you. Anyway, she's not in a hurry.
After sending Miss Pei away, Song Jin felt upset. It turned out that conflicts of interest were the most troublesome thing. No matter what the relationship was, once conflicts of interest were involved, it would not look good.
I was like that to Ji Shubai in the beginning, and Miss Pei is doing the same to me now.
Facing these familiar yet somewhat hateful relationships, Song Jin felt a little tired. He sat in the hall holding his forehead for a long while, then suddenly stood up and said:
"Let's go to Chai's house."
She didn't want to go back to see Ji Shubai with mixed feelings, but she thought of her book.
Counting the days, it has been some time since the book was sent for printing. Mrs. Chai said last time that it was almost ready. I guess it should be about done, so I went for a walk to change my mood.
The sedan chair landed in the Chai family's sedan hall. Mrs. Chai was already waiting on the side, just as she had done when she welcomed Miss Pei. When she saw someone come out, she put on a smile and greeted him.
"What a rare guest! Baobao told me two days ago that you asked her to put a chicken and a rabbit in a cage and count their legs, but you haven't taught her any more tricks yet."
Song Jin smiled. She had indeed given up on Bao Bao. It was difficult for her to get away every day, so she had to ask where Bao Bao was.
"I am still studying with Mr. Wu. He told me privately that it is not as interesting as what Madam taught me."
Children are playful and like interesting things. That's how she captured her mind in the first place.
The two chatted for a while, and Song Jin asked about the book. Madam Chai said, "It has been printed and delivered two days ago. I read it and cried so hard that my eyes are swollen."
"But, should we come up with a name?"
Song Jin is now Ji Shubai's wife, so it seems inappropriate to use her real name to write a plain-language book. Song Jin also thought so, so after a little thought, she said, "How about calling me Wu Zhongke?"
This is what Song Jin thought about the guests from Wuzhong.
Mrs. Chai took note and said that the bookstore business in the city was good now, but still not as good as that in Nanjing. If this book sold well, she would take it to a bookstore in Nanjing to try.
Song Jin thought that if this book sold well, she would open her own bookstore, write her own books and sell them exclusively.
The two women who loved doing business got together and talked a lot. They discussed how to do business and also made plans for Song Jin's several shops.
Song Jin's mood improved and he sat until the afternoon before saying goodbye and returning to the government office.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the residence in the government office, he saw Chunyun running out of the door before he even entered.
"Oh no, the master has found something."
"What did you find?"
"The title deed."
Song Jin's heart sank, something was wrong.
Although the money for buying the house was moved out with Ji Shubai's approval, why was it bought for Arong? She never explained it, and she never confessed the twists and turns in her heart to Ji Shubai.
Now that she’s been caught, how is she going to explain?
She stood outside the door, not daring to step in for a moment.
"How does your Excellency look? Are you angry?"
Chunyun shook his head: "I can't tell, your face is always very gloomy, it was Qingshan who asked me to wait for you here and told me to tell you when you come back."
Song Jin thought to herself, why would a grown man rummage through her box for no reason?
As she was hesitating, Qingshan came out. He saw her at a glance and ran over to her and said, "Madam is back. The master is calling you."
"Is the Master angry?"
Qingshan said honestly: "I didn't say anything, I just asked you where you were going, and if you come back, go see him as soon as possible."
Song Jin skipped a beat in panic: "Make me a cup of tea, I want Gu Zhu Zisun."
At this time, I thought of trying to please people, but Qingshan frowned and said, "Madam, I just sent it in."
Why are you trying to snatch the tea from her for no reason?
Song Jin had no choice but to walk forward. When she reached the door, she told the servants around her not to follow her and that she could just go in and accept the scolding.
Ji Shubai was sitting in the small study on the left at the moment, concentrating on writing something. Song Jin moved closer to the wall and stopped going in when he reached the flower cover.
"grown ups......"
When Ji Shubai looked up, he saw Song Jin leaning on the flower cover, refusing to move forward, and he knew that she knew about it.
He put down his pen, held a piece of paper between his long white fingers, and asked her, "What is this?"
"This is... the title deed."
"Then, can you tell me why the name on the deed is Chen Xinrong? Why are the things here with you?"
Song Jin bit her lip, thinking about how to explain to Ji Shubai that she used their money to buy a house for her mother, but did not want it to be marital property, so she had to find someone to hold the property for her.
"That... him," Song Jin twisted his fingers, "You can't buy land in Suzhou."
"But it's not a big problem to take some money from home to buy an ordinary house for my father-in-law."
Song Jin lowered his head, not knowing how to explain his unfilial behavior.
Two crisp finger tapping sounds were heard on the table: "Come here."
Song Jin moved in from outside the flower cover reluctantly, but did not dare to move forward.
"Closer."
Song Jin took two more steps.
Without looking up, I heard a sigh, then footsteps, and a figure stood in front of me.
Ji Shubai leaned forward slightly and said, "Tell me, why did you buy it from the clerk? Did you lend it to him?"
Song Jin raised his head with difficulty, met Ji Shubai's gaze, and shrank back for a moment.
She lowered her head and muttered in a low voice: "No loan was given. Anyway, I bought the house at Arong's place, and my parents can go and live there."
"Then why don't you just buy it for your parents?"
Song Jin didn't answer, but lowered his head, his fingers tugging at the hem of his clothes.
Suddenly, the hand that was grabbing the hem of the clothes was grabbed by someone.
"Are you afraid that your father will take a concubine, that the concubine will give birth to a son, or that your mother will be wronged?"
Ji Shubai finished what Song Jin couldn't say in one go, which surprised Song Jin. He looked up and asked, "How did you know?"
Ji Shubai was not angry at all, he just reached out and embraced her: "You, with you here, are you still afraid that your mother will be wronged?"
"But I can't go back every time to watch over her, and my mother won't listen to my advice."
"What did you advise her?"
"I told her not to follow my father's lead in everything and to stop him when necessary, but she didn't want to. She just thought my father should have a son, and taking a concubine was also... "
Before he could finish his words, Song Jin clearly felt the hand around his waist stiffen.
"You, are you trying to persuade your mother like this?"
Song Jin swallowed his saliva, and his little thoughts were exposed.
"I'm afraid my mother will be wronged."
Isn’t this a kind of filial piety?
Ji Shubai snorted and laughed, and put more force on his waist: "So my wife thinks about these things every day. No wonder she doesn't gain weight. It really consumes her energy."
Song Jin tilted his head back: "Are you making fun of me?"
Ji Shubai smiled even more: "Aren't you afraid that your father will be angry if he finds out about this?"
Song Jin buried his head in his chest feeling somewhat guilty, and his voice became unclear.
"Then I'll say you asked me to buy it because you wanted to have more shops to collect rent."
Ji Shubai laughed angrily: "Are you asking me to take the blame for you?"
Song Jin raised his face again: "Can I?"
"Well," Ji Shubai pretended to be serious, "It depends on my mood. I'm not in a good mood today."
"Then get well soon."
"You have to do something for me, right?"
So that night Ji Shubai had an extra bowl of after-meal dessert, which was ginger milk, which he had never made before.
Drinking a bowl of spicy and warm ginger milk in the autumn warmed up his body and Ji Shubai felt much better.
"This is good. I've never seen you make it for me before."
"If it had been revealed earlier, wouldn't there be no way to make you happy today?"
Ji Shubai smiled and said, "Do you have any other way to coax me?"
Song Jin came over and whispered, "Do you know what this ginger milk is good for?"
Ji Shu rolled his eyes, shook his head and said he didn't know.
Song Jin said proudly: "It is said that it can make breasts bigger."
Ji Shubai almost choked to death.
That night, the two of them lay in bed together. Song Jin put his arms around Ji Shubai's neck and leaned on his chest. Ji Shubai asked him where he had been during the day, and why he had been running around outside all day and didn't even have lunch with him. There was a hint of complaint in his tone.
He is already a married person, but why is he still living like a widow? After living in intimacy for too long, he is not used to it.
Song Jin suddenly remembered that he had seen Miss Pei during the day, so he looked up and said, "I saw Miss Pei today."
"How did you meet her?"
Song Jin then told the whole story, and Ji Shubai sighed after listening.
"Her brother is useless. He failed the imperial examination and was unwilling to be a low-ranking official. He wanted to be an official with some real power so he went around looking for connections. Now he wants to use my connections."
"How did you answer her?"
Song Jin then told Ji Shubai her answer. Ji Shubai pinched her cheek and said, "You are quite good at fooling people. Tell me the truth. How many people have you fooled in this way? How many times have you fooled me?"
Song Jin denied it with a smile: "That's not the case."
"You, if you haven't been exposed, then you are nothing. Once you are exposed, you cry and whine. Sooner or later, I will severely punish you."
Song Jin snorted and buried his head in the crook of his neck.
"I see she's having a hard time. If you don't mind, can I invite her out more often in the future?"
Ji Shubai sighed: "If you like, invite her, but don't let her parents think you are taking advantage of her, otherwise you won't be able to get rid of her when the time comes."
Song Jin kicked her legs happily in the bed and began to talk to him about her future book business and her proud pen name "Wu Zhongke".
"You have so many tricks."
After saying that, he thought for a moment and said, "You really love making money."
"It's good to make money. With the money you make, you can live a good life."
“What is a good day?”
Song Jin's face, which had been smiling just now, suddenly froze. This sentence seemed familiar.
That spring, he took her to jail and interrogated her privately, asking her similar questions.
“What is a human day?”
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