Chapter 64 taught her a lesson and made her hate Ji Shubai to death.
Song Jin was talking excitedly with Miss Pei when Ji Shubai suddenly came home and interrupted Song Jin's chatter with a cold voice.
"Ji...Brother Ji..."
There was a hint of fear in Miss Pei's voice. After she stood up and bowed, she unconsciously moved closer to Song Jin.
Song Jin was puzzled. Why did the two people seem to be unfamiliar with each other? One of them could call Ji brother behind his back very smoothly, but couldn't call him that when they were face to face. And the other's voice was cold and emotionless, as if he was calling a stranger.
She looked up and saw Ji Shubai in his official uniform, who seemed to have come back on a whim. Ji Shubai actually looked at her, and after glancing up and down with some doubt, he slowly turned his head to look at Miss Pei.
"You came to see me for something?"
"My... aunt asked me to come and see Brother Ji."
The voice was so soft as if he had made a mistake. Song Jin muttered to himself, guessing that Ji Shubai's face was frowning and frightening people.
"Now that I've seen it, I'll send someone to take you back."
Song Jin originally thought that the girl would refuse, after all, she was going to meet Ji Shubai, but surprisingly, the girl did not show any intention of refusing. She lowered her head and walked out obediently.
When she reached Ji Shubai, she stopped again and turned to look at Song Jin, her eyes full of reluctance. Song Jin didn't know whether she was reluctant to part with the story or reluctant to part with her as a person.
"Miss Pei, go back today. I'll tell you a story another day."
Miss Pei showed a faint smile on her face, but when she turned around and met Ji Shubai, she immediately restrained herself.
"Brother Ji, I met Mr. Song by chance in the backyard and talked for a while. Can I..."
"I won't tell my aunt."
"Thank you, Brother Ji."
After the girl left, Ji Shubai and Song Jin were left alone in the small garden. Song Jin felt that the atmosphere was not right.
"Mr. Song?" Ji Shubai sneered, "Your ability to pretend to be a man and lie is really impressive."
Song Jin heard his sarcasm and responded bluntly: "The girl is considerate, gentle, dignified and generous. Compared with Lord Ji, talking to her is simply a pleasure."
"Enjoy it?" Ji Shubai glanced up and down at Song Jin and confirmed that she was a woman.
"Although Miss Pei is not as well-read as Lord Ji, she is more tolerant than Lord Ji. Unlike Lord Ji, she is rigid, stubborn, and stubborn."
Ji Shubai was scolded for no reason and was extremely annoyed: "Am I rigid? Am I stubborn? Am I stubborn?"
"You doubt everything I say, ask questions, and then don't believe it. How can you not be rigid and stubborn?"
"Don't you look at the reasons you gave, such as Qingxutian and encountering gods with a high fever? Who would believe it if they told me?"
Song Jin continued to argue: "There are many things in this world that you cannot understand. For example, the sun and the moon both have light, but why is the sun's light hot, while the moon's light is cold? Why does the sun set in the evening and the moon rise, instead of the moon rising in the morning and the sun appearing at night?"
"Because when the sun comes out it's daytime. I think you are confused because of the fever."
"Then why is the moon as cool as water and the sun as bright as fire?"
"You..." Ji Shubai couldn't argue with her for a moment.
"Miss Pei is better than you in this respect. She is willing to listen to whatever I say instead of doubting me first. She tolerates and respects me. She doesn't look down on me just because I'm dressed simply, nor does she make me stand while talking to her."
"You didn't tell her that you were a servant, did you? You didn't tell her that the officers at the door were watching you, did you? And you didn't tell her that you were threatening an official of the imperial court, did you?"
Song Jin was unable to answer the question for a moment.
"You don't even dare to say who you are. What does she respect about you?"
"Respect me." Song Jin shouted, "Unlike you, you are respected wherever you go with your black hat. My parents are slaves, and I was born a slave, but that was not my choice. Who doesn't want to choose a good birth? If I could choose, I would also like to have the surname Ji!"
"Do you think you will be respected just because you have the last name Ji? Do you think it is so easy to get a black hat? Do you think you will be able to have a smooth life just because you are not a slave?" Ji Shubai lowered his voice, with anger in his chest: "You are just envious of a life you have never experienced."
Song Jin actually understood some truth in what he said, but she didn't know Ji Shubai's past. Mother Chen didn't want to talk about it. As for him, he was like a reincarnated password box, with his mouth as tight as if he had no hair at all.
"Then...then you won't say anything..."
"What? If I wasn't as good as you thought, you wouldn't have framed me like this?"
Ji Shubai's temper today was different from before. More importantly, Song Jin felt a little guilty. He grabbed the hem of his clothes nervously and muttered softly, "Well... now that it's like this, how about you help me out?"
Ji Shubai was so angry that he was speechless. He simply walked to the side and sat down: "Help you? You are so smart and capable, why don't you find a way to help yourself?"
Song Jin continued to mutter: "I have thought about it, the solution is Master Ji."
"You..." Ji Shubai was furious, "You are simply hopeless."
Song Jin still needed Ji Shubai's help, so he didn't dare to continue arguing and could only stand there in silence.
Seeing that she stopped making excuses, Ji Shubai calmed down a lot and asked, "What did you say to Miss Pei these past two days?"
Song Jin answered honestly, from stuffed pancakes to rice eaten with hands, from gems in Siam to spices in India, from seagulls in the sky to pandas in the mountains, Song Jin talked about many things in one breath. Surprisingly, Ji Shubai did not interrupt her this time, and even occasionally showed Miss Pei's eyes.
There was surprise, envy, disbelief, and a hint of doubt.
After saying that, Ji Shubai slowly stood up and walked towards Song Jin. Just as she was about to face Ji Shubai's questioning, she suddenly heard him say: "These things are what you saw in Qingxutian."
Song Jin nodded heavily without any hesitation.
"Did you also learn those cooking methods in Qingxutian?"
Song Jin still nodded. Just when she thought that she had finally figured out those difficult-to-explain skills, Ji Shubai started to tease her again: "You remembered the key things wrong, but you remembered the irrelevant things clearly."
Song Jin was extremely dissatisfied: "Eating and drinking are important matters in the world, how come they become irrelevant matters in the mouths of adults?"
Ji Shubai was a little disappointed: "Huangji means the great, central and most righteous way. How do you pronounce it? How come it becomes a dictatorship in your mouth? You are so good at eating and drinking, but when it comes to serious matters, you start to distort and talk nonsense."
Song Jin blinked and asked him back, "Your Majesty also said that government affairs should be handled strictly and things should be handled leniently. How do you plan to handle this matter leniently?"
Ji Shubai snorted coldly: "I will make the decision myself, you stay here and don't cause any trouble for me."
"How did I cause trouble for you?"
"Isn't it causing trouble to pretend to be a man and chat with a girl in my backyard?"
Song Jin was dissatisfied: "I can choose not to dress up, but how do you want me to explain to that girl that there is a girl living in your backyard? Aren't I afraid of humiliating your reputation?"
"You should worry about yourself."
Ji Shubai was about to leave after he finished speaking, but Song Jin chased after him: "When are you going to let me go, sir?"
"When did I say I would let you go?"
"You didn't lock me up in the government office for interrogation, didn't that mean you wanted to let me go? Why don't you admit it?"
Ji Shubai, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped after hearing this. Song Jin was chasing closely behind and almost bumped into him.
"Don't be so smart. You need a lesson more than getting acquitted or denaturalized."
When Song Jin heard the word "lesson", she almost cried, "Grandma Bai has really taught me enough. I don't need it anymore."
However, Ji Shubai ignored him and just said that he could leave in a few days. Then he was about to leave again, and Song Jin chased after him.
"Master Ji, if I don't go back to Shidinglou for a few days, they will worry about me. What if they report me to the authorities..."
"I have sent someone to tell you to work as a cook in my house. You will be back in a few days."
Song Jin continued to yell, "Sir, hiring me to work as a cook requires money, why are you spending money?"
Ji Shubai kept walking: "It just so happens that your bag of silver is still in my hand. It's just right to use your silver to invite you to come to my house to work as a kitchen servant."
"Master Ji!" Song Jin howled, "That's my money!"
What Ji Shu was spending was not money, but her life.
However, Ji Shubai didn't even turn his head back: "Stay at home. If you dare to make trouble again, I will make sure you can't get a penny back."
"Master Ji! Big insects don't eat lying meat!"
Song Jin stood in the patio, tear stains all over his face, and watched Ji Shubai's sedan go out the door. He immediately became furious and turned around and ran to the inner courtyard.
Spend her money? She has to earn it back anyway.
Song Jin searched the small courtyard where she lived thoroughly, but found no expensive clothes, precious jade, or rare good ink.
After Song Jin cursed the poor fellow viciously, he started to think about the bookshelf.
There were no valuable copybooks or paintings and calligraphy by famous artists, so Song Jin had to turn his attention to the solid layers of books.
Books should be very expensive, right? Unfortunately, she couldn't carry two books in her arms.
Song Jin was very sad. He felt that Mancao was a bit miserable. He was under house arrest and now he lost his money. Finally, a beautiful girl came to talk to him, but he drove her away. She was in a very low mood all day. She was sitting in the backyard porch, leaning against the bed and looking at a lonely camellia in the small courtyard.
The camellia is now in its final stages of bloom, and a patch of crimson has fallen on the dirt. The mottled walls look like aged rice paper, and the camellia against them looks like an ancient painting, classical and desolate.
The weather was not good either, and it started to rain lightly, which made Song Jin feel even more resentful.
I really don't feel any guilt at all about framing Ji Shubai.
Since that day, Song Jin never saw Miss Pei again, and he couldn't help missing her. It wasn't because of her beauty, but because it was rare for someone in this world to listen to her carefully, which made her feel integrated, as if at some point, she really integrated into this feudal society, not being suppressed, not being oppressed, not being exploited, and living like a normal person.
Compared to Lord Luo, talking to Miss Pei was obviously more relaxed, more unrestrained, and more unscrupulous, but there was no more.
She hated Ji Shubai to death.
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