Chapter 169: She was not there when she returned.
Compared to saving Ji Shubai, Song Jin's method of harming people is much easier to execute.
Basins of dirty water were poured on him, with some truth mixed with some falsehood, and some falsehood mixed with some truth. Ji Shubai's official position was not worthy of being in the capital. Not long after the joint letter arrived in the capital, the memorial of Ji Shubai's dismissal came down, along with a letter of criticism from the Prime Minister.
When the news reached Song Jin's ears, it was like a bolt from the blue, or like something he had wished for. His knees went weak and he almost fell down.
When the clerk who delivered the message saw her like this, he didn't feel the slightest bit of sympathy. Instead, he gave her a cold look and left.
After Ji Shubai was dismissed from office, Song Jin could no longer live in the government office, so he packed up his things and prepared to return to his old house.
It was so glorious when I came here, but now when I leave, I can’t even see a familiar face.
Because Song Jin's behavior was really hard to understand, those who were curious and angry had asked all the questions they should ask and scolded all the people they should scold. Now that Song Jin was leaving, there was no need to notify everyone one by one.
Now she is more like a rat crossing the street. Everyone sneers at her. Even those who sympathize with her are not allowed to come over at the request of their husband.
So that morning, a small sedan chair with a green curtain carried Song Jin out of the government office silently.
Ji Shubai went to Nanjing in March. Now it was the end of May. Song Jin returned to the Ji family's old house alone. He felt exhausted all over. When he returned to the courtyard, he suddenly saw a familiar fork in the road.
She remembered.
That time she framed Ji Shubai, and in order to temporarily suppress her, Ji Shubai took her back home and placed her in a small courtyard.
She remembered that there were several crape myrtles planted in that yard, some purple and some pink, very beautiful.
Now is the season when crape myrtles bloom.
Song Jin turned the road and walked back into the tiny courtyard. The crape myrtle was in bloom, but there was no chair under the flowers, no Ji Shubai, and no washbasin rolling loudly.
"Why did Madam come to this little courtyard?"
Song Jin smiled bitterly: "I have lived here before. At that time, I had just framed the master and he whipped me."
Thinking of the past, Song Jin suddenly felt relaxed. He asked someone to bring a chair over, sat under the tree and began to tell them about his life in this family.
She talked about how she threatened Ji Shubai, how she jumped into the lake, and how she later pulled Ji Shubai out of the lake.
When I held him in the water, his face was even redder than mine.
As Song Jin spoke, she began to laugh, and talked about the year when Ji Shubai took her to watch the dragon boat race, and she extorted a fan from him. Later, she took the fan to show off in front of Manager Song, making Manager Song think that she was close to Ji Shubai and helped her do business through the back door.
Later... later, many, many things happened, so many that Song Jin didn't know where to start. He simply closed his eyes, sat under the tree and dozed off.
Tonight, she wanted to stay here. Maybe when she woke up the next day, there would be someone sitting on the chair, drinking tea leisurely under the tree, and when he saw her come out, he would scold her:
"Are you ready?"
Although Ji Shubai was dismissed from office in Nanjing, his achievements and, more importantly, his reputation remained.
When the villagers of Wu County saw that he had worked so hard only to be dismissed from office, they felt so sorry for him that they even lined the road to see him off when he left.
Song Jin originally wanted to send someone to pick him up, but then he thought about what he had done. If he pretended to care about him now, he would probably feel disgusted when he knew the truth, so he might as well forget it.
She originally thought that she could face it calmly, but as time passed, she felt more and more that she could not face Ji Shubai.
She couldn't even face his doubts, his resentment, his disappointment.
So that night, Song Jin and Du Juan asked for a bowl of thick ginger soup.
"Why do you want to drink ginger soup for no reason? Isn't it forbidden to drink it?"
He just couldn't drink, so he had to drink it. After drinking it, he fell ill. I believe Ji Shubai would be more soft-hearted.
She never thought that one day she would have to use such a trick.
With a low fever and inflammation, Song Jin waited day by day in a half-asleep and half-awake state.
Nanjing is not far from Suzhou. Ji Shubai took a boat back to Suzhou and arrived at the dock in a few days.
That morning, the boat docked and he got off the boat in plain clothes with only Qingshan by his side.
When my feet stepped on the solid ground, it felt a little unreal.
"Do you think the lady will be disappointed when she sees him?" Ji Shubai touched his chin. He hadn't groomed it for a long time and there was some prickly stubble on his chin.
"No, Madam has always been different from other women, she will definitely not mind."
Ji Shubai didn't think so. She loved to get into trouble, and now that he had lost his official position, it would be difficult for him to protect her in the future.
Before he figured out how to confess to Song Jin, he met Chai Heng and Lu Junnian who came to pick him up.
When the two men saw him getting off the boat, they all rushed over.
"Brother Shu Bai, are you okay?"
"No action was taken in Nanjing, right?"
Lu Junnian grabbed his arm and turned his body to take a closer look.
"No, it's not that serious."
When Lu Junnian heard this, he got angry.
"I told you, it can't be a big deal. It will be fine after some negotiation. But that woman..."
Before Lu Junnian could finish his words, Chai Heng pulled his sleeve to stop him.
"Since you're back, let's go home first."
Lu Junnian muttered to himself, "What's so good about going back to that home? I think we should think of a way to save the situation."
Ji Shubai was confused by what Lu Junnian said and didn't pay much attention to it for a moment. He just stretched his neck to look for someone in the crowd.
She is not here.
Ji Shubai had a somewhat lonely look on his face. He had no intention of talking to the two of them. He responded with a few hasty words and was about to go home.
Lu Junnian wanted to say more, but was stopped by Chai Heng. Only after the man left did Lu Junnian start to blame him.
"Why didn't you ask me to tell you just now? He will know about this sooner or later."
"Since we'll know sooner or later, why do you have to say it out loud?"
"Why not?"
Chai Heng sighed. Ji Shubai was fine now, but if there was no letter of dismissal, whether he would be fine or not was another matter.
"Give her a chance." With Song Jin's mouth, it may not be impossible to reverse the situation.
Lu Junnian was also very discouraged after hearing this: "Then it's settled, in two days, I'll go ask her after two days. If she doesn't confess, I'll tell her myself."
Chai Heng had no choice but to say that he would accompany him in two days.
Ji Shubai hailed a sedan chair and went home. When Old Man Liu opened the door and saw that it was him, he almost burst into tears.
"My little master, you are back."
"Where's the lady?"
"Madam has been ill these past two days and is in the courtyard."
When Ji Shubai heard that he was sick, he guessed that he was worried about his own affairs. He didn't bother to talk to Old Man Liu and ran to the courtyard.
The weather in June was very good for the crape myrtle. Cicadas were hiding in some branch, chirping non-stop, but there was no sign of human presence in the yard.
It's very quiet.
"lady?"
Ji Shubai called out in the yard, and a small figure appeared in the door.
It’s Chunyun.
The man dodged for a moment and then ran back immediately. Ji Shubai followed him and almost bumped into Du Juan.
"Where's the lady?"
Dujuan was startled and looked towards the bed.
Ji Shubai didn't ask any more questions, but walked over quickly and lifted the curtain.
Song Jin was not in good health. He drank a bowl of thick ginger soup every day as if it was a self-punishment. After drinking it, he began to have a low-grade fever and became dazed and could not wake up. He lay in bed all day long. Not to mention eating, even speaking was a problem.
This made her body, which was not easy to gain weight to begin with, look more like a chicken scalded by boiling water. When she rubbed it with one hand, the little meat left on its body fell off without a trace left.
In just over two months, Song Jin's cheeks had turned yellow, his eye sockets were sunken, and he was so thin that he was almost skin and bones, just like when they first met.
But at that time, she was clearly very smart and agile, not like she is now in a coma.
A feeling of panic came over her, and Ji Shubai leaned down, stroking her cheek with his fingers and speaking softly in her ear.
"Ajin, don't leave me alone. I'll be scared."
Song Jin was half asleep when she suddenly felt a wetness on her cheek. She struggled to open her eyes and saw a pair of wet eyes.
"You're awake."
Song Jin had a dazed look on his face and couldn't believe it for a long time. When he stood up and took a closer look, he found that it was Ji Shubai who looked a little haggard.
"Ajin..."
Song Jin rushed over and hugged him without waiting for him to finish, crying with a hoarse voice, which made people feel heartbroken.
Upon seeing this, Du Juan and the others retreated, leaving the couple to talk.
But Song Jin didn't say anything, as if he knew he would be tortured to death sooner or later and wanted to delay it as long as possible.
She wanted to order someone to boil water and clean up Ji Shubai. He was such a neat and tidy person, but now he looked so sloppy.
However, her voice was hoarse and every time she opened her mouth, it felt like she was about to vomit blood. Ji Shubai held her down and asked someone to boil some water while calling for a medical officer.
He wants to treat Song Jin.
Song Jin's illness was very simple. She had excessive lung fire. A bowl of ginger soup was enough to make her have a fever. She would eat a few bowls of pear soup to reduce lung fire, and then sleep for a few days and she would be well.
The problem was that Song Jin was unwilling to eat, and she continued the marriage by relying on an illness until Lu Junnian came to visit two days later accompanied by Chai Heng.
By then, Ji Shubai had already brought Song Jin back to the small courtyard where they lived after their marriage, and had been with her day and night for two consecutive days, until Caitang received a message from Qingshan outside, saying that Lord Lu and Lord Chai were coming to visit.
At that time, Song Jin was drinking tea from Ji Shubai's hand. When he heard this, his body stiffened.
"Just lie down and get some sleep. I'll be right back."
Ji Shubai was about to leave, but was stopped by Song Jin.
"Are you coming back?"
"Of course, where else would I go?"
Song Jin couldn't help but worry. Seeing Ji Shubai walk out of the bedroom, turning around and closing the door with a smile at her, her heart sank, as if he would never come back.
"Cuckoo..."
Song Jin called out in a hoarse voice, and Du Juan responded and came in.
"Go, follow them and listen to what they said."
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