Daughter Reborn as the Head of the Family

Chapter 18 Rhetoric

Song Jinyue tugged at her lips. Shen was quite good at confusing right and wrong. Didn't she just say that she didn't know what was going on here? Shen was not old yet, so why was she so forgetful?

In the iron box, in addition to the two dolls, there is also a concentric key made of brass. This key was originally a pair, but now there is only one in it. There is also half a concentric jade ring hanging on the key.

She recognized this thing because it belonged to her.

"Mother, this thing is not mine. It looks big to me..."

"Stop talking nonsense! If the things dug up in your yard are not yours, whose do they belong to you? Are you trying to frame it for others?"

"The mother is so anxious to convict her daughter. Could it be that she knows the origin of such treacherous things?"

Song Jinyue's slender hands took out the key with a concentric lock from the rusty iron box.

"By the way, mother, just now my daughter asked you for the key to the warehouse..." Song Jinyue waved the half of the concentric key in front of Shen, and said slowly: "This key and lock were originally a pair, but now

The keys and locks of the palace's storehouse should be returned to my daughter. After all, this is a gift from the palace to my deceased mother. Now that I am back, this thing must be returned to me."

When the Zhang family married the Duke of Song Dynasty, the queen, as her sister-in-law, specially ordered the skilled craftsmen in the palace to create this pair of concentric locks. The concentric jade rings on them were also rare jade provided by foreign countries.

The queen hopes that her beloved sister will have a successful life after her marriage.

One of the keys was used in the warehouse of the Duke's Mansion, and the other was kept by Zhang herself. When Song Jinyue was about seven years old, Zhang gave her the other half of the key that he had kept.

But who would have thought that the thing would be lost when he turned around.

No matter how Zhang asked, Song Jinyue did not let go.

In fact, she secretly buried the things under the roots of the newly planted peach tree in the yard.

It was Song Jinxi who accompanied her in the burial.

She said that as long as she was buried under the tree, her wish would come true, but she must not mention it to others.

As a child, Song Jinyue firmly believed her lies!

Because my mother wanted to have a younger brother, there was no legitimate son in the huge Duke's palace. My father was often laughed at in the capital for this.

My mother often secretly wept at night, patted her back, and murmured: "It would be great if I had a brother..."

In order to realize her mother's wish, she endured the punishment and reprimand caused by losing the half of the concentric key.

As long as my mother can realize her wish, that will be fine.

When she closed her eyes, Song Jinxi put the thing in, so she didn't know that Song Jinxi had tampered with it.

The disgust on Mrs. Shen's face could not be concealed, and she simply ordered the maid behind her: "Go and deliver what the second young lady wants, and then invite the Duke over!"

The maid said "yes" and withdrew.

Seeing that the things were turned out earlier than originally planned, Shen didn't want to miss this opportunity. She must take this opportunity to prevent this little bitch from having a chance to stand up!

If there was no such thing as this little bitch, then her Xi'er would naturally become the only young lady in the Duke's mansion!

In the future, will the young masters in the capital be allowed to be chosen by their daughters?

Song Jinyue stroked her loose hair, handed the rusty iron box to Qiu Yun, then looked at Chun Chan and Yun Xing who were standing in the shallow pit, and ordered: "Fill in the shallow pit.

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The two maids, Chun Chan and Yun Xing, were stunned for a moment by such a light sentence. What does this mean, Miss Second?

Are they treating them like monkeys? The resentment on their faces was clearly evident. Shen glared angrily and told the two of them to quickly withdraw their unwillingness.

Shen's calculation was indeed good.

But she was so impatient that she forgot to think about Song Jinxi.

Mrs. Shen didn't believe that Song Jinyue had any leverage.

Aunt Zhao bowed forward, came close to Shen's ear, and straightened the messy hair on Shen's temples, and then whispered: "Madam, why don't you invite an official to come?"

The bigger things get, the harder it is for the second lady to escape.

Shen originally wanted to wait for the Duke to come before making a decision, but then she thought, what if the master insists on protecting this little bitch?

Mrs. Shen lowered his eyes and lowered his voice and ordered: "Send a young boy who doesn't know me well to the government."

"Don't worry, madam."

Aunt Zhao understood this and bowed to Mr. Shen and Song Jinyue before exiting Mingzhuxuan.

Mrs. Shen didn't want anyone to find out the clues in the future and find out that it was someone she sent to the government to invite officials.

Song Jinyue saw the whispers between Shen and Aunt Zhao, and sneered in her heart. Shen was not afraid of falling over, but Qiu Yun looked a little nervous.

The art of witchcraft is really a deadly thing.

Moreover, it turned out to be the birthdays and horoscopes of the empress and the late wife. If word got out, how would the young lady be able to gain a foothold in the capital in the future if she was accused of being disobedient and unfilial?

Even though the young lady is the Queen's niece and the only flesh and blood of the late Madam, this witchcraft...

Qiu Yun knew that these were not the actions of her young lady, but the mastermind behind it had probably made a foolproof plan to frame her young lady, right?

Song Jinyue lowered her head and straightened her blue skirt, then sat back on the soft chair.

Mrs. Shen snorted coldly and was secretly happy in her heart. She would definitely ruin this little bitch’s reputation today!

The maids who followed Mrs. Shen all stood aside. The courtyard was silent for a while, and no one dared to make a sound.

Not long after, the maid who was sent by Shen to fetch the things Song Jinyue asked for came back. The maid brought the things to Shen. Shen had a look of disgust on her face. She really didn't want to take another look. She waved her hand and said:

"Send it to Miss Second!"

The maid then took the things and brought them to Song Jinyue.

Qiu Yun stepped forward to take the things and then delivered them to the young lady herself.

Song Jinyue glanced at it, but didn't see the other half of the jade ring. She took out the half of the jade ring that she had put away earlier, held it in her hand and shook it towards Shen.

"Mother, where is the other half of the jade ring?"

Mrs. Shen didn't have a good look on her face. She turned around and glared at the maid, scolding: "Go and find the things!"

The maid lowered her head, timidly said "yes" and then withdrew again.

Mrs. Shen looked at the little bitch and sneered in her heart. After all this time, the little bitch still has such idle thoughts. Later, when the Duke and the officials are here, let's see what kind of tricks she can come up with!

If this little bitch had been so respectful just now, maybe she would have softened her heart and not sent for anyone from the government.

Shen had long forgotten his intention to build a mansion in Ming Dynasty.

He actually forgot to send someone to find his daughter.

At this time, Aunt Zhao walked into Mingzhuxuan with a cup of tea with a blue and white porcelain base. This tea was a new tea harvested after the first rain of this year's Hanshi. It was brought from outside and had not been circulated in the market.

"Madam, let's take a sip of tea to moisten your throat." Nanny Zhao, wearing a brown jacket, leaned over and placed the blue and white porcelain tea cup in front of Mr. Shen.

When Mrs. Shen took it, Grandma Zhao nodded slightly.

Indicating to Shen that the matter was done, Shen picked up the teacup, took out a plain handkerchief, covered her lips and took a sip. Aunt Zhao took the teacup and turned around and handed it to the maid behind her.

Song Jinyue twitched her lips. Shen shi looked confident of winning. I wonder how long she could continue to laugh?

(End of chapter)