The vicious male partner is a girl - 恶毒男配是女郎 - Chapter 9

[Chapter 9: Evil Spirits]

At the Spring Feast, Shen Xiangpei, who has always been generous and decent, lost face, and on the way back to the house, the more she thought about it, the more she could not let go. Having long been accustomed to Shen Fengzhang’s tolerance everywhere, Shen Xiangpei did not think about what impact Shen Fengzhang would have on Shen Fengzhang herself if she nodded, she only thought that the second brother knew that it would make her lose face, why should she deny it?

Is it true that, as others have said, the second brother is to get ahead, and to build a relationship with Xie Erlang and others, he will stop at nothing, regardless of the feelings of his brothers and sisters?

She thought about the bullying of the eldest brother by the second brother in her daily life, and she felt more and more that this speculation was reasonable.

The more Shen Xiangpei thought about it, the more angry he became, the more upset he became, and as soon as he got out of the car, he rushed into Yu’s courtyard and cried in Yu’s arms.

Yu’s temperament is a bit weak, and in the past he didn’t even love to take care of things. Although she was distressed to love her daughter, after listening to her daughter’s crying, she did not rebuke Shen Fengzhang as Shen Xiangpei thought, and she knew in her heart that Shen Fengzhang did not have the obligation to play for her beloved daughter.

In Yu’s courtyard, Shen Xiangpei stopped crying, and his expression gradually returned to calm, as if he had listened to his mother’s comfort. But after walking out of Yu’s courtyard, Shen Xiangpei thought more and more unwillingly. She simply took the maid to Zheng’s yard.

Shen Xiangpei has known since she was a child that her mother-in-law is different from other people’s mother-in-law. Ah Niang hurt her, but she often taught her the principle of behaving as a person, but her mother Zheng Clan spoiled her even more.

Zheng Niangzi was chatting with Zheng Mi in the house, when she heard that the second lady was coming, her face suddenly showed a look of surprise, and she hurriedly instructed the maid to bring the second lady’s favorite snacks. She sat in the room with a smile and waited for the second lady, but when she saw the people coming in from outside the house, she was immediately shocked.

Since she was lame, she didn’t like to walk around, but at this moment, Lady Zheng couldn’t care about the indecent walking posture, and got up and hurried to the second lady’s side.

“What happened to the second lady?!” Which bullied the second lady?! Hearing

Zheng’s anxious and distressed voice, the tears hidden in Shen Xiangpei’s eyes rolled out at once.

“Auntie, yes—it’s the second brother—”

It wasn’t long before Lady Zheng’s right-handmaiden, Lu Zhu, left the courtyard and walked toward the Jingxing Courtyard.

……

It was already a moment in the afternoon when I returned from Zhongshan Beiyuan, and the afternoon sun was particularly bright. Shen Fengzhang sat under the very old laurel tree in the courtyard and was reading a book. The book she had taken from her study was an old book. Three different handwriting remain in the blank space of the page.

From the annotations, Shen Fengzhang seemed to see the old county duke who was thick and thin and treated people with sincerity, and saw shen Yi, the father of the original lord who was cold and hard-hearted, and the original lord who was full of thoughts and hid inferiority.

She was looking at it interestingly, when she suddenly heard the grandmother of the courtyard informing her that the green beads in Zheng Niangzi’s courtyard had come.

“The slave maid meets Lang Jun.” The green pearl saluted, “The slave obeyed the order of Lady Zheng and came to invite Lang Jun to go to Jingjiao temple.”

Shen Fengzhang’s eyes did not lift, and he slowly turned over a page. On this page there is a story of “xu jin is not paid”. A merchant traveled by boat, overturned the boat in the middle of the road, and promised the fisherman a hundred gold to ask the fisherman to save him. After the fisherman rescued the merchant, he only received ten gold, and he theorized with the merchant, but he got the merchant “If, the fisherman, how much will be gained in a day?” And suddenly get ten gold, is it not enough? ” reply. A few months later, the merchant traveled by boat, fell into the water again, and asked the fisherman who happened to be there for help, but the fisherman did not save him. Someone asked the fisherman why he didn’t save it? The fisherman told the story, accused the merchant of being dishonest, and watched the merchant drown.

The old county duke’s comment was: “Sigh. Be a man with sincerity as the way, and never rebel against what you say. Jia Ren died for the rest of his life.

Under the comment of the old county gong, there was another line of sharp handwriting, “Jia Ren is stupid.” If you have lost faith in this fisherman, why not change your course? It is also possible to hire a fisherman to take the helm. ”

The original master’s handwriting is more than neat, but the wind and bones are insufficient,” grandfather said reasonably. What the Father said is also true.

“Lord Lang, Lady Zheng wants to invite Lord Lang over.” The green beads repeated again.

Shen Fengzhang thought about it and wrote a few words in the blank space of the page.

“He who has passed through one crisis grows one wise. The Jia people were wrong for not learning the method of swimming water. ”

Lord Lang?” Lu Zhu couldn’t wait for Shen Fengzhang’s answer for a long time, and had to repeat it again.

“Don’t go.”

“Lord Lang.” Green Bead pleaded.

Turning the page, Shen Fengzhang did not lift his head, and whispered to the maid in the courtyard: “Fang Zhi, send the guest.”
After
Lu Zhu left, Fang Zhi brought tea for Shen Fengzhang.

She said softly, “Lord Lang, is there something wrong with rejecting Lady Zheng like this?” I’m afraid it’s going to be in the way of your reputation. “After all, it is the mother of the lord of the lang, if it is known, it must not be said that the lord of the lang is not filial piety and does not respect the mother.”

Shen Fengzhang blew the tea and took a shallow sip. After handing the tea cup to Fang Zhi, she said, “Don’t care.” Fame

is such an illusory thing, you care about it, it is as heavy as a thousand tons, do not care about it, but it is worthless. It just so happens that she is a person who does not care about reputation.

Shen Fengzhang really didn’t want to make a deal with Zheng Anymore.

The sound of turning the page was crisp and pleasant in Shen Fengzhang’s ears, and the annotations in the blank space of the paper revealed another world full of blades and swords, power struggles, and a wider and more wonderful world. The original owner left her a man’s identity, and her world has long been not limited to the small world of the inner house.

There’s a lot more she has to do now.

The first is to take back the real power of the county duke from the hands of the second house, and secondly, to find a way to become an official.

It seems like two things, but it’s actually one thing.

The county of Great Zhou had 3,000 households, generally a county, and at the same time there were more than 30 subordinate officials, who governed the county’s public fiefdoms. The original fiefdom was in Sixing County. However, when the original lord inherited the title that year, the second uncle Shen Zhen was clever and asked the current supreme lord for orders, on the grounds that the original lord was too young, to administer Sixing County for her.

Sixing County was one of the richer counties in the Great Zhou, and over the years, Shen Zhen stayed in Sixing County to govern Sixing County for the original lord, secretly not knowing how much money he had embezzled. The second room day now wears gold and silver, relying on Shen Zhen.

Shen Fengzhang certainly did not want to use his own food tax to squander the second room. However, Shen Zhen certainly could not have offered to return the real power of the county to her.

The only way to do this is for the present Supreme To make it back.

However, this has something to do with becoming an official.

There is no imperial examination system in this dynasty, if she wants to become an official…

The yellowed page was pinched by the plain white fingers, staying in mid-air, Shen Fengzhang’s eyes were slightly hanging, and the dark eyes showed a little thought, bright to the astonishing.

Shen Fengzhang did not want to tangle with the Zheng family on the matter of the inner house, but the Zheng family refused to let Shen Fengzhang go. Not long after Lu Zhu left, Shen Fengzhang was recalling the colleagues who had a good relationship between the old county prince and Shen Father, when he heard a voice outside the courtyard door.

“How? I, the mother-in-law, have come to see my own son, and I still have to wait for you to report whether it is successful? Zheng Niangzi stood at the entrance of the courtyard with a lotus dress, squinting her eyes slightly, with cold anger on her face, quite powerful.

The attendant guarding the door looked embarrassed, “Lady Zheng is angry, this is Lang Jun’s meaning, no matter who it is, it must be reported.” They also didn’t want to embarrass Lady Zheng, but Huang Zhong’s lesson was still in front of them.

Zheng Niangzi’s two willow leaf eyebrows furrowed tightly, furious, “Where is the rule-” Before she finished speaking, she was pulled by Zheng Mi behind her to pull on the sleeve.

After whispering a few words in Zheng Niangzi’s ear, Zheng Mi retreated behind Zheng Niangzi.

The anger on Lady Zheng’s face faded, and she calmed down and whispered, “Go and report.” The

attendant entered the courtyard, and after a while he came out again, with a polite smile on his face, pushed open the door for Lady Zheng and welcomed her in.

Lady Zheng rarely came to jingxingyuan. She stepped into the slightly unfamiliar courtyard and glanced at Shen Fengzhang, who was sitting under a laurel tree reading a book.

Despite taking those medicines, Shen Fengzhang’s appearance was still a little soft, and it was not as angular as a real man. This softness makes her look more and more delicate, like jade after the stream has been washed and polished. Under the pale green laurel tree, the dark-haired, plain-clothed, delicate-looking teenager who is indistinguishable between male and female is like a crane drinking fairy dew and perching in the clouds.

The glow of Jin Wuxi’s fall was a thick and faint rouge, faint on the cheeks and smeared on the end of the eyes, adding a touch of color to this carefully carved jade figure.

Zheng Niangzi was momentarily stunned by this picture and was discouraged. Looking back, she was secretly annoyed in her heart, took a deep breath, deliberately did not restrain her slightly limp right leg, and limped closer to Shen Fengzhang.

“Ah Zhang. Are you still complaining about me? So won’t come and see me? Lady Zheng’s voice trembled slightly, her eyes were slightly red, and her eyes looking at Shen Fengzhang were full of heartache and sadness, which was in stark contrast to Shen Fengzhang, who was taking care of herself and reading books.

In contrast, the servants around them all had some sympathy for Lady Zheng, and muttered in their hearts: Xiao Langjun was inevitably too desperate and indifferent.

With a snap, Shen Fengzhang closed the book and looked at Zheng Shi with a smile.

Under Shen Fengzhang’s gaze as if he could see through everything, he tried to play the emotional card, and the Zheng family with the gentle policy gradually became a little stretched.

Using the veil to wipe away the tears in the corners of his eyes, Zheng Sighed, soft voice, and escaped a well-intentioned but not understood Strict Mother, “Ah Zhang, I know that the first two times I was too anxious, but I was also for your own good.” She attributed the previous two rough attitudes to filial piety under the stick.

“Your grandfather went early, leaving us orphans and widows, the old lady, the second room is looking at you, your situation is special, I don’t have a hard heart, how can I promote your growth?”

Zheng Shi said it sincerely, but Shen Fengzhang only believed three points. She put down the book in her hand and got up and walked to the white orb flower bush. The white orb, which recently appeared in full bloom, is now withering away.

“My aunt came a little late, and the white jewels in my courtyard were in excellent bloom a few days ago, and now—” she lifted the hem of her robe and leaned over to pick up a fallen petal, “which was already scorched and yellowed.”

“Flowers are not red.” Shen Fengzhang tore the petals and casually waved them, as if he was sorry, and seemed to have a point.

There happened to be a broken petal attached to Zheng’s skirt with the wind, and she stared at the petal, her teeth clenched.

“I understand my aunt’s thoughts. But now that I’m getting older, I can’t ask my aunt to bother me like this. Shen Fengzhang ignored the slight twitching corners of Zheng’s eyes and smiled: “Auntie has her heart for so many years, and she should also live her own life.”

“Fang Zhi, go and shout a shoulder to come and send your aunt back.” The aunt’s legs and feet are not good, and it is better to go out and walk around less in the future.

Sitting on his shoulder, Zheng’s fingers stained with Danko pressed the broken petals, and the juice that oozed out wet his fingertips, but Zheng shi was half aware. Zheng Shi has always been dignified and indifferent, but the fierceness between her eyebrows at this moment has destroyed the temperament she has maintained for many years.

“Sister, she’s warning me!” Zheng Mi is Zheng’s nursing mother, but Zheng has not called her “sister” for many years, and now that she is angry, she subconsciously shouts this title again.

Back at Jingjiaoyuan, the broken petals had long been twisted into mud by Zheng,” The flowers are not red for hundreds of days.” No one is good for a thousand days. Shen Fengzhang was warning her that if she didn’t obediently stay in Jingjiaoyuan and wanted to meddle in her affairs, she would end up with a flower!

Zheng Mi was not as angry as Zheng Shi, she pondered carefully, half-dazed, looked up and asked softly: “Did Niangzi ever think about why Xiao Langjun’s attitude had changed so dramatically?”

After Zheng Mi’s little, Zheng Clan also felt strange, as if overnight, Shen Fengzhang, who had originally been respectful and filial to her, suddenly began to rebel against her.

“Could it be that Xiao Langjun knew about that year?”

“Impossible!” Zheng denied. At that time, she handled the matter very strictly, and Shen Fengzhang could never know.

Zheng Mi slowed down and said his conjecture, “Could that be evil and chaotic?” The

candles lit at night suddenly shook, the black shadows reflected on the wall suddenly twisted, and a gust of wind swept through the bottom of Zheng’s skirt, and she only felt the slightest chill rising from her ankles.

[End of This Chapter]