After some thought, she went to Luhe Hall and knelt before the matriarch of the family, whispering for a long time.
At this moment, Jiang Wan was reading a book in the room.
Biluo rushed in through the cold wind: "Linglong Pavilion has come to report that Mr. Ji Jiu is planning to spread rumors about Young Master Yu in the capital."
Ji Jiu used to work for Gu Yurong and offended Linglong Pavilion, so this time she deliberately leaked the information to Shi Xu beforehand.
If the timing shows any sign of opposition, he will stop prematurely.
We can also take this opportunity to explore the relationship between Linglong Pavilion and the General's Mansion.
What is he planning to do?
Biluo replied, "Young Master Yu has recently made many friends among the young masters and has been very busy with social engagements. He often goes to restaurants and bars. They are planning to bribe a woman to frame Young Master Yu for dishonoring her reputation and then spread the news throughout the streets and alleys, ruining his name."
Jiang Wan pondered for a moment.
Song Lin is going home in a few days, and Gu Yurong will definitely be restless.
Before she could speak, Cai Die came from outside the door to report: "Madam, the old lady's maid has arrived."
As Granny Gu entered, she bowed to Jiang Wan and then opened the chest in her arms.
It contained a thick stack of Buddhist scriptures.
“Every New Year’s Eve, the old lady would go to the ancestral hall to worship the Song family ancestors and burn scriptures as an offering. The scriptures had to be copied by hand by the women of the Song family. The old lady meant that you, with your imperial title and the emperor’s favor, should copy the scriptures this year so that the spirits of the ancestors could be appeased.”
Jiang Wan's eyes flickered slightly: "It is my honor that my grandmother values me."
Granny Gu nodded in satisfaction.
“During the period of copying scriptures, one must bathe and burn incense every day, eat vegetarian food and abstain from meat, and it is impossible to step out of the room halfway to avoid being contaminated by impure air.”
Jiang Wan glanced at the number of Buddhist scriptures and sneered inwardly.
It turned out that the matriarch of the elders wanted to confine her in the courtyard.
She asked, "When will you begin transcribing?"
Granny Gu replied, "Tomorrow."
Jiang Wan nodded and personally saw the person out.
Biluo took stock of the scriptures and said angrily, "Madam, what are we going to do? There are so many scriptures, I'm afraid we won't be able to finish copying them even by the New Year!"
"It's alright, we won't have to wait until then."
Because three days later, the snow disaster will sweep through the capital.
At that time, the general's mansion will be in chaos, and no one will care about scriptures.
The fact that the matriarch of the Yuan family trapped her was either because of Song Yu or because she was plotting against the Ji family.
"I sent a message to the Ji family that Yu'er may have committed a crime or been imprisoned in the next few days, and asked his uncle to take care of him."
"In addition, please wait patiently, Uncle and Aunt. Song Tingyue can't hold back any longer. There will definitely be a change in my cousin's marriage before New Year's Eve."
If the Elder's wife's actions are related to Mr. Ji Jiu's plot to harm Song Yu, the impending snow disaster might be a good opportunity for him to gain merit.
The second day that Jiang Wan closed her door to copy scriptures.
Song Lin returned to the General's Mansion.
After studying with the hermit of Nanshan for more than ten days, his muscles and bones gradually became stronger and his posture became much more upright.
His face was slightly pale, and there was a sinister aura in his eyes.
Gu Yurong was overjoyed and prepared a table full of fine wine and food, telling him to wait and watch Song Yu's good show.
Song Lin was also very excited after hearing this, but he wanted to go back to his room early after dinner.
"My master taught me a technique, and now I am in the final stage of breaking through it. I cannot use my internal energy or engage in martial arts for the next two days; I need to rest properly."
Seeing his ambition, Gu Yurong nodded happily.
“That vile woman Jiang can’t leave the house now. You can stay at home peacefully for the next two days. There’s no need to resort to violence, so you can live a very quiet life.”
Song Lin responded and turned to leave.
Gu Yurong's gaze swept over his back, and she vaguely saw a long, thin object peeking out from his sleeve.
It looks like a snake, and also like a centipede.
It disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Gu Yurong rubbed her eyes, thinking she was seeing things.
The following day, as planned by Mr. Ji Jiu, news of Song Yu harassing a respectable young woman and defiling her purity reached the General's Mansion.
The woman was a law-abiding citizen; her cries echoed throughout the restaurant, and she ran three blocks to report it to the authorities.
Due to insufficient evidence, the Ministry of Justice could only temporarily detain the two individuals.
As the saying goes, "three men can make a tiger," and rumors spread extremely quickly in the capital.
Overnight, Song Yu was branded with infamy and became the subject of ridicule.
However, this romantic affair was not discussed for long before the people were caught off guard by a sudden snow disaster.
A massive snowstorm swept in, causing severe damage. Countless houses collapsed in the capital, and refugees were scattered everywhere.
The situation outside the city was even more serious, with dozens of mountain people trapped by snow. Emperor Jingyuan dispatched the Song family army to rescue them.
Song Ziyu personally volunteered to lead troops, hoping to gain merit through this opportunity.
They didn't want to stay in the mountains for half a day before they were frozen stiff and carried out.
When the imperial physician examined him, he was surprised to find that his winter clothes were not filled with cotton; they were filled with weeds and powdery ash.
They are heavy to wear, but they are not very warm, and they are even more dangerous when soaked in snow.
"Outrageous! How dare they falsify military supplies? Does Linglong Pavilion have a death wish?!"
Song Ziyu caught his breath, his eyes wide and bloodshot.
"This general must inform His Majesty to imprison Qingwu!"
Mu Feng watched coldly.
Jiang Wan instructed him to retrieve a batch of winter clothes from the Gu family. Unable to bear seeing his brother suffer, he decisively chose to let Song Ziyu suffer the same fate.
He wouldn't tell Song Ziyu the truth before things escalated.
"General, this is the only batch of supplies we brought to the mountain. Even we martial artists can't handle it. If we distribute it to the common people, wouldn't that be harming them?"
Song Ziyu's face also turned ashen.
He personally pleaded before the emperor, saying that if he could not save the lives of the mountain people, the emperor would surely punish the general's mansion!
In his moment of crisis, he thought of Song Lin.
"Quickly! Have Lin'er bring a batch of supplies!"
Song Lin has been practicing martial arts diligently lately, and his skills are gradually improving. He will surely be able to save the General's Mansion!
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