Chapter 57 Return He will help me in the future, he will.
Ji Shubai refused to help Chai Heng get the person back, nor did he want to help Song Jin escape from citizenship, but Song Jin seemed unable to blame him.
What Song Jin resents is this world.
As for Ji Shubai's reluctance to help, Song Jin didn't need to give any reasons. She could understand his unwillingness to help, otherwise she would have gone over to him long ago.
However, when those words entered her ears, they still hurt her heart.
She knew that she was not a good person, but hearing others say that she was not a good person was another matter.
Song Jin curled up in the bed and told Chunyun not to spread what she had just said. When she felt better in a couple of days, she would go find the lady and ask her to allow the two of them to leave.
Chunyun was extremely reluctant, but she also heard Ji Shubai's words, so she had to give up the idea of staying in the Chai family, but...
"Sister, what is a person of questionable character?"
Song Jin was stunned for a moment, and after a while he spoke to comfort her: "Master Ji wasn't talking about you, he was talking about me."
"Why are you being so dishonest?"
Song Jin smiled but didn't explain.
She is a habitual liar and most of the time she doesn't even realize she is lying, but the lies have already been told. Is that inappropriate?
Someone like her is indeed not suitable to be with Bao Bao, Ji Shubai is right.
But she still hated it.
She hated everything about this place.
Song Jin stayed in the small room to recover from his injuries, and Chunyun often went into the inner courtyard to accompany Baobao during the day. Perhaps because the maids around Baobao were also delicate, they had never seen Chunyun like this. After Chunyun's talk, she became curious about the outside world and often stayed by his side to talk.
That morning, Song Jin was still lying in bed resting. Baobao was brought in by Chunyun, accompanied by his wet nurse and maid.
Song Jin couldn't stand up to salute, so he could only prop himself up and speak.
Bao Bao stood beside the bed, tilting her head to look at Song Jin. He was a good person before and even tested her. Why did he become like this now?
Driven by curiosity, she reached out and pulled up Song Jin's sleeve, revealing a bruise. She was so scared that she stepped back and bumped into the wet nurse.
"I told you not to come. Let her rest."
The nurse wanted to take Baobao away, but Baobao refused to move: "I'm still waiting for you to finish telling me the story of Qiongying."
Song Jin leaned on the bed and smiled softly: "If you want to hear it, I'll tell you now."
"Okay, you talk, and I'm listening."
Chunyun moved a drum stool and asked her to sit on it, while she stood aside and listened to the story with her.
Qiongying met a divine man in her dream who taught her kung fu. From then on, she hid in her room to practice day and night. With her diligence, she actually acquired great skills.
Suddenly one day, another handsome man appeared in her dream and taught her the art of stone flying. He said that if she practiced it, she would be able to hit the target every time. When they parted, he told her that he was her destined love in her previous life.
After waking up, Qiongying tried it and it really worked every time. She didn't want to be discovered by her adoptive mother, so she told Wu Li everything. Her adoptive mother told Wu Li about Qiongying's ability. It happened that Song Jiang came to attack Tian Hu, and Wu Li recommended Qiongying. Qiongying was then named a princess and followed Wu Li to the battle.
On the battlefield, Qiongying was brave and courageous, defeating several people in succession, but Wu Li was seriously injured, so she asked someone to treat him, but she met her destined love in this life. It turned out that the enemy general Zhang Qing disguised himself as a doctor and came to assassinate Wu Li.
Qiongying, who already had a grudge against Tian Hu, rebelled on the spot, poisoned Wu Li to death, and let the captives go.
Afterwards, the two of them attacked Tian Hu together and captured Tian Hu and others alive. Qiongying buried her mother and went to Beijing to present the captives. She was commended by the court and was named Zhenxiao Yiren.
When he said this, Song Jin stopped, lowered his eyes to look at the ground, and seemed to be unable to hold back his emotions.
"So what happened next? Wasn't there some kind of predestined marriage? Did they get together?"
Song Jin's lips curled up into a smile: "They got together, they got married, and later Qiongying got pregnant. Zhang Qing went to war, and Qiongying stayed in the capital, waiting for her husband to return."
"Later..." Song Jin's gaze drifted toward the door and into the distance: "Later, Zhang Qing returned victorious from the battle, the couple reunited, and their child was born safely."
"Is it a boy or a girl?"
"A girl," Song Jin looked at Bao Bao, "a smart and clever girl like you."
"That's good," Baobao jumped down from the stool happily, "Has she ever drunk milk tea?"
"She hasn't drunk it. I only made it for you and your Uncle Ji."
At this point, Song Jin suddenly remembered something and said seriously, "Can you promise me one thing? Don't tell anyone that I'm a woman, especially your Uncle Ji."
"Why?"
Song Jin said: "If he knew I was a woman, he wouldn't buy anything from me. If I couldn't sell anything, I wouldn't make any money, and if I couldn't make any money, I would starve to death."
Bao Bao pulled at a corner of the quilt, thinking carefully about the relationship, and said after a long time: "Okay, but you have to tell me more stories in the future."
"good."
Two days later, Song Jin resigned from his post to Mrs. Chai.
Mrs. Chai didn't particularly like Song Jin. After all, she was upset because she was offended by Wen Ya. As for the banquet, she had long forgotten about it and was only thinking about the fact that Wen Ya had rejected her face.
Now that she saw someone asking to leave, she sent him away as a matter of course. However, Baobao and Chunyun agreed to come and play with her often, and Mrs. Chai agreed.
Song Jin returned to Shiding Tower, but the situation inside had already changed.
Quan Rui and Hong Yun, although they were Wen Xin's men, had taken over the entire Shi Ding Lou under Wen Ya's instruction. Song Jin would at most be a kitchen servant if she returned, and it would depend on whether Wen Ya was willing to keep her.
Song Jin had no choice but to find a way to survive, so he had to go back to the Bai family to ask Wen Ya for help.
After that night in the woodshed, she finally realized that the people in that compound were cruel and ruthless.
I can still think of a solution if I stay outside, but staying at home is really a dead end.
Song Jin returned to the Bai family, but was unable to meet Wen Ya directly. She only asked her to wait in the yard. Standing next to her was Chun Yun, who had accompanied her back.
She took off the bright clothes that Baobao had given her and changed into the torn jacket. She wanted to stay with Song Jin.
The two of them stayed up from 9:00 p.m. until almost noon when Dujuan came out and asked them to come in. By then, their bodies were almost frozen and their knees could hardly bend.
There was incense burning in the room, the charcoal in the brazier was burning red, a wave of hot air rushed towards the two of them, and only then did they feel alive again.
"I thought the guy from the Chai family would beat you to death." Wen Ya sat on the couch, leaning lazily against the coffee table.
"Madam Chai punished me, and after she felt relieved, she let me go."
"How was the punishment?" Wen Ya didn't like to look up at Song Jin when she spoke, as if she didn't exist.
Song Jin took Chunyun's hand and squeezed it hard. When he was about to speak, Chunyun suddenly spoke first: "Mrs. Chai locked her in the room for a few days without giving her food or water. It was because the young master of the Chai family wanted to listen to stories and find someone to play with that she let her out."
Those who keep company with vermilion become red, those who keep company with ink become black, and those who keep company with Song Jin become full of lies.
When Chunyun opened her mouth, Wenya was surprised. She looked up and found that she didn't know when the little girl raised her head.
Where does she get the confidence from?
Wen Ya glared and said, "When will it be your turn to speak here?"
Chunyun's courage, which he had finally mustered, was shrunk by this glare, and he unconsciously took a step back.
"It's the little mistress of the Chai family...she said she wanted to hear a story...let me...let's go over and tell her a story together."
Chunyun tried to defend herself in a low voice, but Wenya didn't want to listen at all: "She said she wanted to listen, so why should she listen? There are so many people in this world, and there are gentlemen all over Suzhou for her to choose from, but she chose two of my slaves. They are just as cheap as a bitch!"
The two elegant thin eyebrows were furrowed like two scimitars, making him look even more ferocious.
"You dare to play tricks on me, I think you are tired of living. Don't you want to go out? Go out? Your red deed is in my hand, where can you escape to? When you become a refugee, I don't think those men will not tear you apart. A slave dares to play tricks on her master, I think it's against the will of heaven."
Song Jin bit his lip, letting the sharp words pass through his brain, leaving traces.
"Now that Madam Chai has let you go, do you think this matter is over? I am still not satisfied. You should also think about how to let me vent my anger as well."
Wen Ya sat on the couch, staring at Song Jin fiercely.
"Let Grandma punish you."
"Well, what if I say I'll kill you?"
Song Jin pursed her lips, tears welling up in her eyes: "Grandma is a smart person, she naturally knows how to beat this slave to death without causing any trouble."
Wen Ya snorted coldly, "Now you have learned your lesson, why don't you threaten me anymore? If you threaten me that I will kill you and you will be sued, then if Madam Chai knows about it, she will take the opportunity to step on me and vent her anger. Aren't you used to this?"
"I will never dare to do that again."
A tear rolled down the corner of her eye, but Wen Ya still couldn't let her go.
"Don't dare? I think you are very brave. If I don't teach you a lesson, I'm afraid you will bully me in the future."
As he spoke, he glanced at Du Juan beside him and said, "Slap her in the face. Let her learn a lesson. Let's see if she dares to talk to me again in the future."
"Grandma——"
With a "slap" sound, Dujuan's voice stopped abruptly. A slap accurately swept across her face, stopping her from begging for mercy.
"I'll beat you if you ask me to. Do you really want me to do it myself?"
Du Juan covered her face and walked in front of Song Jin. Her forbearance and helplessness were seen in the other person.
“Pah—”
A slap.
"Keep hitting me."
There was another "pop" sound.
Song Jin didn't remember how many slaps he received, he just felt a burning pain on both sides of his cheeks. Wen Ya finally called for a stop.
"Just walk around the backyard three times with that face on, so that everyone can see what happens to those who dare to disobey me, and then go back to Shi Ding Lou and be your cook!"
Chunyun helped Song Jin out of Zizhu Garden and walked slowly in the backyard. The servants they met all looked at them sideways. How much they envied them at the beginning, how much they despised them now.
This world is very realistic.
When they reached the second circle, they met the second wife Zhao Yilu and the fourth wife Ye Wenfu at the gate of Meilin Courtyard. Song Jin was stunned for a moment before she saluted.
"I haven't seen you for a few days. How did you suffer such a great punishment?"
Song Jin pulled the corners of her mouth and found that she couldn't even smile bitterly. She really couldn't laugh anymore.
"I was overestimating my own abilities, so it's reasonable for Grandma to punish me." After saying that, she glanced at Ye Wenfu, who still looked arrogant as she glanced at Song Jin.
"Thank you very much for rescuing me that day, Si Niang. If it weren't for that hot water woman, I'm afraid I would have frozen to death in the woodshed."
"Don't thank me. Someone is just a kind-hearted person who asked me for help. If it were me, I would definitely not help you."
Song Jin then understood that it was Second Mother Zhao Yiliu's intention.
"Thank you, Second Mother."
"Don't thank me. We are all miserable people. Sigh... You should be careful in the future and don't make big sister angry again, otherwise you will suffer."
Song Jin thanked her again, and Zhao Yiliu urged her to finish the trip quickly so that they could return to Shidinglou. It was almost the twelfth lunar month, and the weather was very cold.
Chun Yunchong served as Song Jin's crutch, and after circling the backyard three times, they finally left the Chai family. The two of them slowly walked towards Shiding Building together, and passers-by cast their gazes at them unscrupulously.
The two walked in silence.
When passing by the Suzhou government office, a sedan chair landed in front of him, and Song Jin slowed down his already slow pace.
She saw Ji Shubai coming out of the sedan chair. He was wearing a dark blue gray squirrel fur cloak over his bright official uniform. He was wrapped tightly from head to toe and looked very warm.
Song Jin firmly felt the hatred in his chest, as unstoppable as a volcanic eruption.
Ji Shubai didn't expect to see a red and swollen face as soon as he got out of the sedan chair. The man's expression was as cold as the winter weather and very unfamiliar.
"Manager Wen?"
Ji Shubai shouted, his voice sounding somewhat surprised, but Song Jin still stood there motionless, not to mention saluting.
He took a few steps forward and looked Song Jin up and down: "What's going on?"
"It's no big deal if I do something wrong and get punished."
"How can this not be considered a big deal..."
After all, we are familiar with each other and have talked to each other several times before, but recently...
Both of them were somewhat speechless.
Ji Shubai lowered his eyes: "There are some things that I can't help with. Please don't contact Baobao in the future. She is still young and doesn't understand..."
"I understand." Before Ji Shubai could finish his words, Song Jin had already agreed, which made Ji Shubai unable to continue.
After a long while, he turned around, but soon came back to ask, "Why did you change Qiongying's ending?"
Song Jin blinked woodenly and said coldly, "Reality is already despairing enough. It's just a made-up story, and you can't allow her to have a good ending? Do we all have to be like the villain, trapped in our lifetime?"
Ji Shubai was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes, said nothing more, and turned away.
Chunyun looked at Ji Shubai's departing figure, raised his head and asked Song Jin: "Why didn't you beg Master Ji just now? He likes to eat your food, and you are injured. What if he..."
"It's useless." Song Jin refused flatly, "He is not someone who will easily change his decision. Instead of being humble, it is better to risk his life and survive."
"What...what death place?"
Song Jin turned his head to look at Chunyun, a strange smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
"He will help me in the future, he will."
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