Wishful Things

"Girl, it's true..." The servant girl said nervously: "My servant has inquired carefully, and it is said that Miss Zhan and the group of people were kidnapped directly from outside the city by Miss Xu's family to the yamen! The evidence is so strong that they have already confessed in court!"

Xia Xi's face changed drastically, she stared at the maid and asked: "Did she say something that shouldn't be said?!"

"Don't worry about this, Miss Zhan only said in class that she has no accomplices!"

God knows that when she inquired about this, she almost cried.

The girl was restrained by the master, and she couldn't do anything if she wanted to do it herself, so after the girl from the Zhou family left that day, the girl called her to her front alone - saying that she thought she was the smartest and useful.

At that time, listening to the girl's appreciative tone, she had already realized that the road of life, which was not wide at all, was bound to be narrowed again.

But as a servant, how can he say no to his master's orders?

Therefore, she became a human carrier pigeon for the girl and Zhan Yunjiao's plan to deliver the news.

And to put it bluntly, when she heard the so-called plan at the time, she faintly felt that it would be a ghost if this thing could be done...

Sure enough, look at what she said?

Has the car overturned?

And this car does not need others to overturn it, it is overturned in the hands of the driver himself.

Hearing that Zhan Yunjiao didn't confess herself, Xia Xi breathed a sigh of relief, raised her jaw slightly, and seemed to have regained her composure: "It's quite interesting—"

And people are always dissatisfied.

At the last moment, she was still extremely afraid that Zhan Yunjiao would drag herself out, even if she was sure that the other party had no evidence, but once this kind of thing got out, even if the government could not punish her, her father would not forgive her lightly.

Therefore, before the servant girl came back, all she could think about was how to defend herself.

But now, hearing that the other party did not confess himself, the uneasiness disappeared, but an uncontrollable anger immediately surged in his heart: "I can't even handle such a simple trivial matter. I am really blind to find such a useless trash to help!"

It was clear that everything was well planned, how could Xu Mingyi see through it at a glance?

It must be that Zhan Yunjiao did not do her job effectively and the clues she provided were wrong!

What is it that Xu Mingyi has deep affection for her brother, and she will definitely pass when she sees the letter.

It's over!

They were all caught in the Yamen in the past!

But then again—

"Xu Mingyi, this bitch, really don't want to lose any face!" Xia Xi said with contempt in her eyes: "After something like this happened, she dared to go to the yamen with such a big fanfare. She wouldn't be afraid of being rumored, and the false rumors would become true?"

This was also one of the reasons why she was sure at first that even if this matter failed, it would not cause any trouble on the surface.

With a clean reputation and flower pickers involved, which lady would choose to reveal this matter? ——I thought it was just a secret investigation at most.

After all, she underestimated Xu Mingyi's brazenness and vulgarity!

What kind of educated, reasonable and shameless girl can a town government mansion who can only wield knives and wield sticks teach?

No wonder being able to get together with a slut like Xu Ying, birds of a feather flock together!

Xia Xi sat back in the chair, her mood was ups and downs due to anger and unwillingness.

After a while, she didn't know what to think, and her eyes moved suddenly.

She raised her head and looked at the maid standing there.

The servant girl's heart beat wildly.

After going through such a thrilling experience, doesn't the girl still feel that it's not exciting enough?

"Immediately go and find some people secretly, and take advantage of this time to spread some news in the city—say that Xu Mingyi has been insulted by flower pickers outside the city, and she is no longer innocent." Xia Xi confessed with her eyes fixed.

After all, not everyone went to the government to listen in person.

There are many ignorant people in this world who don't know the truth and will be misled by a few words.

Anyway, the flower-picking thief was elusive, so it was impossible for him to come forward and clarify that he hadn't done this.

The so-called No. 1 beauty in Beijing is related to the most talked-about flower picker recently. She believes that some people are willing to add fuel to the rumors they hear.

At that time, let's see if she, Xu Mingyi, still has the face to appear in front of others!

"Girl..." The servant girl said a little awkwardly, "I'm afraid this method won't work."

Thank goodness, it's thanks to the girl that she came up with such a bad idea, otherwise, if there is a more feasible alternative, she probably wouldn't be able to stop it.

Xia Xi swept over coldly: "Why—"

"Miss doesn't know that the real flower picker has been caught by Miss Xu in public today..."

"What?"

Xia Xi's face froze, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"The flower picker was among the people who were watching the excitement, and Miss Xu spotted him for some reason, and captured him on the spot. The man has already confessed his crime."

All in all, both the real flower picker and the fake flower picker were caught by Ms. Xu herself, and they were crushed to death in Ms. Xu's hands, with no power to resist——under such circumstances, wouldn't it be nonsense to spread any rumors that Ms. Xu was defiled?

The servant girl said in a low voice: "This matter has already spread in the city, and now everyone is praising Miss Xu. Rumors like this that are not convincing are spread rashly, it must be very eye-catching...Girl, let's wait and see what happens for a while."

It's nice to just wait and see what happens, after all, there's nothing to wait and watch, but she can't tell the girl directly: girl, calm down, please stop rushing to give away the head, okay?

Xia Xi's face turned pale and white, looked at the servant girl, gritted her teeth and asked, "Is there any praise? I want to hear how you praise her?"

The servant girl sighed helplessly in her heart.

Isn't the girl trying to make herself unhappy?

But he could only answer: "It is said that Miss Xu's eyes are bright and her actions are straightforward. This time, she is doing harm to the people... She is indeed the granddaughter of General Xu... Some people even say..."

When the servant girl said this, she hesitated for a moment.

"What else is there to say?" Xia Xi frowned tightly.

"There are also people who say... the vulture Miss Xu brought with her is also very spiritual... the slaves only know about it, and even in some teahouses... there are storytellers who have changed the name of the girl's previous encounters as a book..."

In order to verify the truth, she even went to listen to it on purpose - she thought it was really good.

She forgot for a moment that the protagonist was her girl, and when she listened to it, she accidentally felt that what the big bird did was really relieved, and she almost couldn't hold back her clapping and applauding with those people.

"It's just presumptuous!"

Xia Xi was extremely ashamed and angry, grabbed the teapot on the table and threw it out.

The servant girl hurriedly bowed her head to avoid it.

No wonder she said everything, it's just that the girl was taught a lesson by the vulture, and now it's really popular in various teahouses, and she can't hide it for long.

At that time, if the girl finds out from other people, she will definitely make trouble for her again, and blame her for not telling the truth—she has experienced such things before.

Xia Xi was so angry that her chest heaved violently and her eyes were red.

What storyteller... This must be Xu Mingyi's method again!

Xu Mingyi...

She will never let it go so easily!

...

The night was just beginning to fade, and in the courtyard of the Beijing Yamen, Ji Dong was sitting on the edge of the bed soaking his feet, his white trousers rolled up high, exposing a pair of bruised knees.

The woman who moved a drum stool and sat beside him, rubbing his knees with medicated oil was his original wife, Mao Shi.

"The flower picker talking nonsense in public, what does it have to do with the master? How can the emperor anger you like this?" Mao said angrily while rubbing her husband's knee.

Ji Dong smiled and sighed.

His Majesty called him into the palace today, and asked about the remarks of the flower picker today in the imperial study.

He had expected such an incident long ago, and before the mild-tempered His Majesty could speak, he knelt down to apologize.

His Majesty did not say to punish him.

It's just that he knelt for half an hour.

It was still spring, the sun was setting, and the gold bricks in the royal study room were freezing cold, and he was already thin, and he did not have a whole body of flesh to protect his bones like Brother Xu Xian. When His Majesty allowed him to stand up, he could only support himself on the ground with his hands, and he straightened up after a while.

But maybe because he didn't want him to limping away, His Majesty the Emperor left him to say some irrelevant words for a while, and then let him out of the palace after he was almost relieved.

"If you want me to say, it's better to resign. Let's go back to the countryside of Lingyang. It's good for you to be a teacher. At least you don't have to suffer this kind of anger anymore! You are thankless all day long. You are yellow and thin, and your hair is falling out every day. My son and I are afraid that you will collapse in the study someday!"

Mrs. Mao didn't like the capital city either. Those wives were friends with her on the surface, but secretly they often laughed at her for being rustic. After coming to the capital these years, she couldn't even learn the Beijing dialect.

"If I stop being an official and just go to teach, then what will the students I teach do? What is the use of studying in the world?" Ji Dong patted his wife's hand and comforted: "Don't worry, I know everything well."

"You always say that you know what you know... When you dreamed of digging for gold, the wall was dug down, and you also said that you knew what you knew."

Hearing his wife mention the past, Ji Dong coughed lightly and was not in the mood to answer.

Mao lowered his voice again, and said anxiously: "But... Really, as the flower picker said, Daqing is going to be chaotic again? If you don't resign now, if the rebellious army invades the capital, will we have time to run?"

Ji Dong was noncommittal, but asked instead: "Why did you run?"

"What? You still want to stay as a loyal minister who defends the city!"

"I can't surrender?"

"..." Seeing her husband take it for granted, the corners of Mao's mouth twitched.

What about the integrity of scholars?

But seeing that her husband didn't have such a thing at all, she was relieved.

Ji Dong still looked like he knew what he knew.

Anyway, it is impossible to resign. He unilaterally announced that the chairs of himself and the governor of the capital have been firmly fixed, and no one can easily separate them.

To live, it is necessary to plan carefully.

As for sticking to integrity——

That also has to be divided.

Ji Dong looked down at his bruised knee.

Hey, it's not easy to earn some money to support the family.

Mao handed over the cloth towel, and Ji Dong took it to dry his feet, got on the bed and straightened his legs to support the bones.

Mao Shi poured him a cup of hot tea.

At this moment, footsteps came from outside the window.

Immediately, the door was knocked.

"master……"

Hearing the voice of his confidant servant, Ji Dong said, "Come in and talk".

The servant opened the door and came in, saying: "My lord, Wu Shisun from Dingnan Palace has come."

"Wu Shisun?" Ji Dong was quite surprised: "Can you explain why you came here?"

"He said he wanted to meet the flower picker in prison."

Ji Dong was even more puzzled for a moment.

Dingnan Wang's grandson, why did you come to see the flower picker at night?

The 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 clearly for a while, and couldn't fall asleep because of tossing and turning. He came here specially to discuss with the flower picker. I would like to ask your lord to make it easy..."

Ji Dong was surprised, and couldn't help but "tsk".

Young people really can't be too idle.

But who made him a descendant of King Dingnan—so this can't be called leisure, but research.

And since everyone has come here in person, he still has to do it for this convenience.

Anyway, today's trial is over, and the beheading is done, and he's waiting to be beheaded. It's up to Wu Shisun to do what he wants, as long as he doesn't let him go.

After getting Ji Dong's nod, the servant hurried to the front to answer.

Afterwards, a yamen servant took Wu Chao to the cell.

"Wu Shisun, this is the room."

Such an important prisoner was naturally held in solitary confinement. The yamen guard brought him to him, and after opening the cell door, he tactfully retreated to the side to guard.

Xiao Qi stood guard at the cell door, and Wu Chao walked in alone.

The one-armed man with his feet chained was sitting in a corner of the cell. He raised his head when he heard the movement, and seeing someone coming, his eyes flashed with surprise: "Wu Shisun?"

The young man in front of him was exceptionally handsome and had an outstanding temperament, making it difficult for anyone to admit his mistake.

"Do you recognize me?" Wu Chao asked.

The man smiled inexplicably: "Could it be that the grandson is confused, I just saw it in the court today, and I was lucky to be taught a few tricks by the grandson, how can I not remember?"

Wu Chao was noncommittal.

He said he recognized it, and he meant that he didn't see it today, it was just a casual sentence just now.

But with the attitude of the other party, there is no need to ask more questions.

"Have you ever noticed something missing from your body?" the young man asked casually, standing with his hands behind his back.

The man subconsciously stroked his empty thumb with his index finger.

"I thought I lost it accidentally." He looked at the young man and said with a sneer, "So it was taken by Wu Shisun."

No wonder it suddenly came over at this time——

He just said, the dignified descendants of the Dingnan Prince's Mansion can't come to see his jokes on purpose.

He admitted it very straightforwardly, and Wu Chao didn't beat around the bush: "Then tell me, where did you get this finger?"

The man leaned lazily against the wall, and replied, "This is a gift from one of my friends."

"Friend?" Wu Chao looked at him, "May I ask who is this friend of yours?"

Thank you Qinghan for your reward, and thank you for your monthly pass.

(Thanks to everyone, I finally passed the exam today! Sleep well, good night.)