"Yun'er, have you thought it clearly?" Ji Chengxuan asked in a deep voice.

Ji Yun and Ji Chengxuan looked at each other, with a resolute and ruthless look in their eyes, "Dad, I have already considered it very clearly."

"If my father is sick and his son is sick, I'll talk about it after the spring exam next year." Ji Chengxuan was afraid that Ji Yun would make a wrong decision and delayed the matter.

Ji Yun thought about it and did not persist. She nodded and took Song Ruoxi back to the Song family.

As soon as the mother and daughter got off the carriage, the woman guarding the gate stepped forward and said, "The third wife, the seventh girl, the old lady asked them to come back immediately after they came back."

Ji Yun's eyes were slightly darker and she said, "Xi'er, you go back to Zhuyinyuan."

"Mom, I met Pan Shiwei before I went out. Xiangxiu took off his chin and knocked him out. I even kicked him a few times. The old lady probably wanted to settle the score with me. I'll go with you to avoid running back and forth." Song Ruoxi smiled.

Ji Yun was stunned for a moment. When did her good daughter become so fierce?

"Mom, the rabbit is still biting someone when she is anxious." A cold light flashed in Song Ruoxi's eyes. If Old Mrs. Song dared to teach her a lesson, she would be a domineering evil woman today. What a bullshit lady, she would never do it. If she is a bad woman, there would not be so many people to plot against her.

"After a while, you just listen to what the old lady said, don't pay attention to her." Ji Yun said.

"Mom, don't worry about it later, let's see if I do it." Song Ruoxi decided to make a big fuss.

"Xi'er, don't do anything randomly." Ji Yun said nervously.

Song Ruoxi pursed her lips and said nothing. She was just going to do things randomly today, and she would make anyone uncomfortable if she dared to make her uncomfortable.

Ji Yun thought for a moment and said, "Do whatever you want, and your mother will take care of everything."

"Mom, if you say that, I dare not do anything." Song Ruoxi smiled.

"Don't be afraid, what do you want to do? Tell me, I will help you do it together." Ji Yun's daughter killed someone and set fire, so she helped her hand the knife and pour turmeric oil.

"I haven't thought about it yet, and then I will act according to the opportunity." Song Ruoxi smiled.

Ji Yun smiled and said, "Okay, let's act according to the opportunity."

"Old lady, third lady, seventh girl is here." The maid informed inwardly.

In the room, Mrs. Song talked to her second aunt, and Pan Shiwei leaned halfway on the couch. Seeing Song Ruoxi coming in, Mrs. Song did not disappoint her expectations and shouted sternly: "The Seventh Girl knelt down and apologized to your second aunt and cousin Wei."

"Ask a crime? What crime?" Song Ruoxi asked.

"Why do you want someone to knock your cousin out?" asked Old Mrs. Song.

Song Ruoxi looked at Pan Shiwei and said, "Why did I make people knock him out? You should ask him, don't come and ask me."

"Seventh girl, how do you talk to the elders?" Mrs. Second aunt said with a stern face.

"I'm just talking. You can't help it, so you can block your ears." Song Ruoxi choked.

"Ji, look at the good daughter you taught, you dare to contradict him. You are really disrespectful." The second aunt turned her head and looked for Ji Yun.

Ji Yun curled her lips and smiled, saying, "It is better to be unrespectful to behave like a cottage, and it is better to be able to contradict one's words than to be unable to speak."

The second aunt was used to being a girl and was more restrained after getting married. Ji Yun's heart-wrenching words suddenly made her angry. She grabbed the teacup at her hand and smashed it at Ji Yun.

Ji Yun easily dodged to the side, and the cup hit the ground and broke into three pieces. Song Ruoxi was not showing any weakness. He twisted up the porcelain bottle on the table and smashed it in front of his second aunt with a clang.

The second aunt's wife was not wary of Song Ruoxi's attack here and jumped up in fear. Old Mrs. Song was also shocked and looked at Song Ruoxi blankly. Is this girl crazy?

"Do you dare to smash me?" The second aunt's wife was angry, and the tea set was tragically injured.

Song Ruoxi took items nearby, and the decorations on Duobao grid were small and easy to use.

The aunt and nephew smashed each other in the room. Looking at the fragments on the ground, the old lady Song, who recovered from her senses, felt distressed and distorted. "Don't smash it, don't smash it, stop, stop."

Pan Shiwei was in pain in a certain place and couldn't move even if he wanted to. Fortunately, the two of them didn't hit him, so they just lay there without moving.

Ji Yun was afraid that Song Ruoxi would suffer losses, so she asked Xiangxiu and Qinghe to come in. She and Rong Qiao were guarding the door and not letting the maids and maids come in. The maids and mothers in the yard looked at each other and were frightened, but the third wife was guarding the door, and no one dared to break in.

With the shouts of Mrs. Song not to smash, most of the things in the room were smashed by the two of them, and the ground was covered with disgrace. The last beauty shrugged the bottle in the hands of her second aunt.

The second aunt raised the porcelain bottle high and raised her eyebrows proudly. How about it? The ginger is still so spicy.

Song Ruoxi's eyes turned, he took out the knife he carried with him, put it on Pan Shiwei's neck, and raised his eyebrows. How about it? The devil is one foot taller and one foot taller.

"Seventh Sister... mercy... mother... rescue..." Pan Shiwei's mouth twitched uncontrollably. I don't know if it should be better to call Seventh Sister for mercy or to call Mother for help.

"What are you going to do?" The second aunt was frightened. Which lady from a family would carry a weapon with her?

"You are so bold, and you're about to let your cousin go!" Old Mrs. Song scolded.

"I have always been very brave. I dare to do anything to kill people and set fire. Do you believe it? I'll kill you now." Song Ruoxi sneered, pulled the knife gently, and the sharp blade cut Pan Shiwei's skin, and blood immediately appeared.

"Ah, it hurts so much." Pan Shiwei screamed.

"No." Mrs. Second Aunt was so scared that she was scattered.

Old Mrs. Song's face was shaking constantly. No matter how vicious the woman in the inner house was, she was still in the dark. She was also handed over the beating board to the slave. Who would do it like Song Ruoxi?

"Do you want me to apologize?" Song Ruoxi asked.

"What do you want?" The son was defeated, and the second aunt gave in.

When Song Ruoxi saw the shocked and scared eyes of old Mrs. Song and his second aunt, he sneered contemptuously, bullying good and fearing evil, and said word by word: "I don't want to die, don't mess with my mother and me again in the future."

Ji Yun smiled and said, "Okay, Xi'er, you said so clearly that anyone can understand it."

Watching Ji Yun and Song Ruoxi swaying away, Old Lady Song and Ergu’s wife and son both collapsed and could not speak for a long time. The mother and daughter were crazy.

Mrs. Song was going to complain to Mr. Song, but she did not expect that Mr. Song returned from the Zhu family and came back too late. She didn't come to the main courtyard and went straight to sleep with her aunt.

Song Sui was asked to go out for a drink again. He drank until he was almost curfew before he returned. He didn't go to the main courtyard to find Ji Yun. When he went to Mei's wife's room, he didn't know that something big was about to happen at home. Because Ji Yun and Song Lian and his sister, he had no worries for the time being, but Old Master Song, Song Yi and Lord Zhu were not so lucky.

The next day, when Mr. Song went to court, the sedan bar suddenly broke, causing him to have a blue nose and a swelling face.

"Mr. In-law, have you fallen?" Ji Zhen was nearby and asked with concern.

Old Master Song smiled awkwardly and said, "It's okay."

"Mr. In-law, if you go to court like this, it will worry the emperor. It is better to go back and rest for a few days." Ji Zhen advised kindly.

"That's all."

"Mr. My dear, your sedan bar is broken. Go back in my sedan."

"Thank you." Old Master Song bowed and got into the sedan chair and turned back.

Ji Zhen looked at Old Master Song and smiled meaningfully.

During the morning court, the three censors jointly submitted a report to impeach Lord Zhu to accept bribes and form cliques for personal gain. The censors presented the evidence in detail and detailed. The emperor, who believed that he was a wise monarch, was furious. Forming cliques for personal gain was a serious crime. No matter which dynasty or emperor in that dynasty, he hated this and was often punished with extreme punishment.

When he learned that something happened to the Zhu family, Old Master Song immediately took the blame and asked Song Yi to go to the Zhu family to get Song Ruoying's Geng's post. The Zhu family did not dare to oppose the Song family at this time. After saying a few sour words, he handed over the post back. The marriage between Zhu and Song families was then given up.

Song Sui went back and told Ji Yun, "The Zhu family was convicted, and Ruoxi doesn't need to marry on behalf of others. Now you don't have to be angry with me anymore."

"The master is the head of this family, and I dare not be angry with him." Ji Yun said calmly.

Song Sui glanced at her and asked, "Where did Xier go yesterday?"

"I'm going to Taohua Temple." Ji Yun lied casually, and Song Sui wouldn't go to Taohua Temple to confirm anyway.

Song Sui frowned, "Ruoxi is about to discuss marriage with the hairpin, so don't let her go out again in the future."

Ji Yun didn't want to tell him about Song Ruoxi, so she took a gift list and deliberately changed the topic, "Look at it, this is my dowry for Hu'er."

Song Sui took it and took a closer look. The makeup dowry prepared according to the rules of the Song family marrying a concubine's daughter. Because Guangling Mansion was too far from the capital, all the heavy things were sold for silver. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Madam, I'm worried."

Ji Yun curled the corners of her lips.

The next day, Mr. Song's face had not yet subsided, so he could only say he was sick again. In the morning court, another censor submitted a memorial, impeaching Song Yi to ignore the law, indulge domestic slaves to wander around the countryside, forcibly buy fertile land, and lynch the tenants, causing disability, etc., and listed more than a dozen crimes.

Ji Chengxuan considered that if Song Yi was dead, Song Lian and his brothers and sisters would be filial. After much thought, he found a relatively light crime for him. He also stated that it was a family slave who committed the crime, but he was dismissed from office, returned the fertile land, and paid the money to settle it.

"Father." Song Yi knelt in front of Old Master Song in dismay.

Old Master Song looked disappointed at Song Yi. He didn't even care about the useless things. "You go and find out this matter carefully. What should be compensated, and what should be refunded will be refunded. The reputation of the Song family cannot be defiled."

"My son knows." Song Yi got up and retreated.

When Lord Zhu had an accident, Song Yi was dismissed from office. After thinking about it carefully, Old Master Song felt that something was strange. Both of them were only fifth-rank officials. How could the censors target them? They were impeached one after another. If they said they had no connection, his official position for so many years would be in vain.

Before Mr. Song could figure out the relationship between the two, the emperor issued an order to let him retire to the countryside, enjoy his grandchildren, and reward him with 3,000 mu of fertile land and 500 taels of gold for his elderly care. This was really a great favor for the emperor.

Old Master Song was stunned and he hadn't attended court for two days. Why did the emperor let him retire and return home? What happened in the past two days? He didn't know that Song Yi persuaded Song Sui to let Song Ruoxi marry, so naturally he wouldn't have thought that Song Sui angered Ji Yun because of this incident, forcing Ji Yun to kill him, and leading to this series of things.

Song Yi also looked dull. After being dismissed from office, he was still lucky and planned to regain his revenge in a few years with Mr. Song, but now everything is over.

Song Zhen and Song Sui pondered and planned.

Song Shu was not at home, so I don’t know where to go to fight grasshoppers again.

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After three days off, I took my son for three days, and had to accompany him to the piano, so I was exhausted!
Chapter completed!