"Girl, it's true..." the servant girl looked nervous and said, "I've inquired carefully. It's said that Miss Zhan and those people were directly bound to the Yamen by Miss Xu's family from outside the city! The evidence is as strong as a mountain, and they have confessed in court!"
Xia Xi's face changed greatly. She stared at the servant girl and asked, "did she say anything that shouldn't be said?!"
"Don't worry about that, Miss Zhan. She only said that she had no accomplice in the court!"
God knows when she heard this, she was almost crying.
The girl was forbidden by the master and couldn't do anything in person. So after the girl of the Zhou family left that day, the girl called her alone - she thought she was the most clever and useful.
At that time, listening to the girl's appreciative tone, she realized that the already not broad road of life must be narrowed again.
But as a servant, how can you say no to the master's orders?
Therefore, she became the human carrier pigeon of the girl and Zhan yunjiao's message transmission plan.
And to say something she shouldn't have said, when she listened to the so-called plan, she vaguely felt that there was a ghost in this matter
Sure enough, look what she said?
Did you roll over?
And the car didn't need to be lifted by others, so it turned over in the hands of the driver himself.
It was said that Zhan yunjiao had not confessed herself. Xia Xi was relieved at the bottom of her heart, slightly raised her jaw, and seemed to regain her composure: "it's still fun -"
And people are always dissatisfied.
At the last moment, she was still very afraid that Zhan yunjiao would involve herself. Even if she was sure that the other party had no evidence, once such a thing came out, even if the government could not cure her, it was expected that her father would not spare her.
Therefore, before the servant girl came back, all she thought about was how to defend herself.
But now, after listening to the other party's failure to give himself up, the anxiety was eliminated, but an uncontrollable anger immediately appeared in my heart: "I can't even do such a simple thing well. I'm really blind to find such a useless waste to help!"
Clearly, everything is well planned. How can Xu Mingyi see through it at a glance?
Zhan yunjiao must be incompetent. The clues provided are wrong!
What do you say? Xu Mingyi has deep feelings for her brother and will pass when he sees the letter.
It's over!
I caught them all in the Yamen!
But then again——
"Xu Mingyi, this bitch, really don't split her face!" Xia Xi said contemptuously: "after such a thing, she dares to go to the Yamen in such a big way. She's not afraid of being falsely spread and falsely spread?"
This was one of the reasons why she was sure that even if it failed, it would not cause any trouble in the open.
Involving a clean reputation and a flower picker? Which lady would choose to shake it out—— I think it's just a secret check.
In the end, she underestimated Xu Mingyi's impudence and coarseness!
What kind of girl can be taught by a town government who can only dance with a knife and stick?
No wonder you can get together with a bitch like Xu Ying. Birds of a feather flock together!
Xia Xi sits back in her chair? Anger and unwillingness make the mood rise and fall.
A moment later? What did she think? His eyes suddenly moved.
She raised her head and looked at the servant girl standing there.
The servant girl's heart jumped wildly.
After such a thrilling experience, does the girl still feel that it is not exciting enough?
"Go and find some people in the dark immediately? Spread some news in the city at this time - say that she has been humiliated by flower pickers outside the city, and she is no longer innocent." Xia Xi explained in her eyes.
After all, not everyone went to the government to listen in person.
There are some foolish people who don't know the truth and will be biased by a few words.
Anyway, the flower picker is haunted? It's impossible to clarify that you haven't done it.
The so-called first beauty in Beijing? With the most talked about flower picking robber recently? She believes? Some people are willing to add fuel to the rumors they hear.
When? Let's see if she has the face to appear in front of people!
"Girl..." the servant girl said, "I'm afraid this method won't work."
thank goodness? Thanks to such a bad idea, the girl couldn't stop it if it was more feasible.
Xia Xi swept over coldly: "how -"
"I don't know, Miss Xu has caught the real flower picker in public today..."
"What?"
Xia Xi's face is stiff? The bottom of my eyes is full of disbelief.
"The flower picker was among the people watching the excitement? Somehow, Miss Xu saw through it at a glance? He caught his life on the spot? The man has pleaded guilty."
In a word, the real and fake flower pickers were caught by Miss Xu and planted in Miss Xu's hands? There is no resistance - in this case, it's not a dream to spread any rumors that the girl has been tarnished?
The servant girl said in a low voice: "now this matter has spread in the city. Now everyone praises Miss Xu. It must be eye-catching to spread such unconvincing rumors rashly... Miss, let's wait and see what happens for a while."
It's nice to watch the change. After all, there's nothing to watch, but she can't directly tell the girl: girl, stop, please don't rush to give away your head, will you?
Xia Xi's face was green and white. Looking at the servant girl, she clenched her teeth and asked, "is there any praise? I'd like to hear how to praise her?"
The servant girl sighed helplessly at the bottom of her heart.
Girl, don't you mean to make yourself unhappy?
But they can only answer: "it's said that Miss Xu has bright eyes and acts simply. This time, she has eliminated the harm for the people... She is worthy of being the granddaughter of old general Xu... Some people even say..."
The servant girl hesitated when she said this.
"What else did someone say?" Xia Xi frowned tightly.
"Some people say... The vulture that Miss Xu brought with her is also very spiritual... The maidservant also knows. Even now in some teahouses... Some storytellers have changed the name of the girl's previous experience as a Book..."
In order to prove the truth, she even went to listen - she thought it was really good.
She forgot for a moment that the protagonist was her girl. Listening, she thought that the big bird was really relieved. She almost couldn't help but follow those people to applaud.
"It's presumptuous!"
Xia Xi was so ashamed and angry that she grabbed the teapot on the table and smashed it out.
The servant girl quickly bowed her head to avoid.
No wonder she said everything, but the girl was taught by vultures. Now she is really popular in major teahouses. She can't hide it for long.
At that time, if the girl learned from other people, she would have to ask her for trouble again. It was her fault that she didn't tell it - something she had experienced before.
Xia Xi's chest heaved violently with anger, and her eyes were red.
What storyteller... This must be Xu Mingyi's means again!
Xu Mingyi
She won't let it go so easily!
……
At the beginning of the night, in the inner courtyard of Beijing yamen, Ji Dongzheng was sitting by the bed soaking his feet. The white trouser legs were pulled up high, revealing a pair of blue and purple knees.
The woman who moved the drum stool and sat aside with medicinal oil rubbing his knees was his original wife Mao.
"What does that philanderer's nonsense have to do with the master? How can the emperor annoy you like this?" Mao said angrily as he rubbed his husband's knees.
Ji Dong smiled and sighed.
Today, his majesty called him into the palace and asked about the remarks of the flower picker in the imperial study.
He had expected that there would be such an accident. Before the gentle majesty could speak, he took the initiative to kneel down and plead for forgiveness.
Your majesty didn't say to punish him.
But as soon as he knelt, he knelt for less than half an hour.
It was still spring, when the sun set, and the gold bricks in the imperial study were cold and piercing. In addition, he was thin and did not have a body of meat to protect his bones as Xu Xiandi did. When he got up with the permission of his majesty, he had to support the ground with his hands for a long time.
But Xu didn't want him to limp away. The emperor left him to say something unimportant for a while. He didn't let him out of the palace until he was almost slow.
"If you want me to say, it's better to resign. Let's go back to Lingyang village. It's good for you to be a teacher. At least you don't have to be angry anymore! People are hard and thankless all day. They are yellow and thin, and their hair is falling off day by day. My son and I are afraid that you will fall in the study one day!" the young couple survived together and didn't have much taboo and pay attention to their words.
Mao doesn't like the capital either. On the surface, those ladies make friends with her and secretly often laugh at her. They don't even learn Beijing dialect when they come to the capital these years.
"If I don't become an official, I'm going to teach. Where should the students I teach go? What's the use of reading in the world?" Ji Dong patted his wife's hand and comforted: "don't worry, I know everything."
"You always say you know... When you dreamed of digging gold, the wall was dug down. You also said you know."
Hearing his wife mention the past, Ji Dong coughed softly and didn't mean to answer.
Mao lowered his voice again and said uneasily, "but... Really, as the flower picker said, Daqing will be in chaos again? Now if you don't resign, will it be too late if the chaotic army invades the capital?"
Ji Dong was noncommittal and just asked, "why do you want to run?"
"What? Do you still want to stay and be a loyal minister guarding the city?"
"I can't recognize it?"
"...." seeing her husband's face, Mao took it for granted.
What about the integrity of scholars?
But she was relieved to see that her husband didn't have it at all.
Ji Dong still has a clear picture.
Anyway, it's impossible to resign. He unilaterally announced that the chairs of himself and the government Yin in the capital have been firmly inlaid. No one can easily separate them - after all, if chaos is coming, why don't you have to take advantage of earning two more years of salary and silver now?
It's a matter of careful calculation to live.
As for sticking to integrity or something——
That's also to divide people.
Ji Dong looked down at his blue knees.
Hey, it's not easy to earn some money to support the family.
Mao handed over the cloth towel. Ji Dong took it, dried his feet, went to bed, straightened his legs and raised his bones.
Mao poured him a hot tea.
Just then, footsteps came from outside the window.
Soon, the door was knocked.
"Master..."
Hearing the voice of his confidant, Ji Dong said, "come in and talk.".
The servant pushed the door and came in and said, "Sir, Wu Shisun of Dingnan palace is coming."
"Wu Shisun?" Ji Dong was quite surprised. "Can you explain why?"
"I said I wanted to see the flower picker in prison."
Ji Dong was even more confused for a moment.
Why did Wang Shisun of Dingnan come to see the flower picker in the evening?
The domestic servant roughly conveyed the original words: "Wu Shisun said that when he fought with the flower picker today, the thief made two moves very quickly. He didn't see it for a moment and couldn't sleep. He specially came to the flower picker for discussion. I want to ask your excellency for convenience..."
Ji Dong was surprised and couldn't help but "tut".
Young people should not be too busy.
But who let others be Wang Shisun of Dingnan - so it can't be called leisure, but research.
And since people have come in person, he still needs to be able to do it.
Anyway, today's trial is over, and the charge is painted. I'm waiting for my head to be beheaded. Go with Wu Shisun, as long as you don't let people go.
When Ji Dong nodded, the servant hurried to the front to answer.
Later, a yamen servant took Wu Tsung to his cell.
"Wu Shisun, this is it."
Such an important prisoner was naturally held in solitary confinement. The Yamen took the person to the prison and opened the prison door, so he retreated to one side with great interest.
Xiao Qi kept at the prison door, and Wu Cui walked in alone.
The one armed man with his feet locked in an iron chain sat in a corner of the cell. When he heard the movement, he raised his head and saw someone. An unexpected look flashed at the bottom of his eyes: "Wu Shisun?"
The young man in front of him is very handsome and has outstanding temperament. It is difficult for people to admit their mistakes.
"Do you recognize me?" asked Wu Chiu.
The man smiled vaguely: "Shisun is confused. I saw him in the court today. I'm lucky to have been taught by Shisun. Don't you remember?"
Wu Tsui was noncommittal.
When he said "recognize", he naturally didn't mean to see it today. Just now, it was just a casual temptation.
But if the other party has such an attitude, there is no need to ask more questions and spend more words.
"Have you ever noticed that you have lost something?" the young man stood with his hands down and asked casually.
The man subconsciously took his index finger and rubbed his empty thumb.
"I think I lost it accidentally." he looked at the boy and sneered, "it was taken by Wu Shisun."
No wonder it suddenly comes at this time——
He said that the grandson of King Dingnan's mansion could not come to see him joke.
He admitted very simply, and Wu Tsung did not beat around the Bush: "then tell me, where did you get this trigger?"
The man leaned lazily against the wall and replied, "this is a gift from a good friend."
"Good friend?" Wu TSUO looked at him. "Who is your good friend?"