Quick Wear: Everyone knows I am a good person

"The child is missing."

Shu Jiao clapped her hands lightly and raised her voice, "Song Bing has two children, one eight years old and the other six years old. They said that in the blink of an eye, the children disappeared."

"Ouch!"

Emperor Jiaheng clicked his tongue lightly, "Did you find it?"

"Found it! If we hadn't found it, Song Bing would have gotten far more than just a beating!"

Shu Jiao raised an eyebrow slightly. "The two children walked hand in hand in front of him. Song Bing was originally following behind, but perhaps because the scenery was so beautiful and he was full of inspiration, he composed a poem under the tree."

"After you finish writing, the child will be gone."

At that moment, Song Bing's face turned pale.

It was whiter than a corpse that had been dead for seven days.

They searched and called out the child's name all the way. It is said that Song Bing's voice echoed across half the mountain that day.

"Where is the child?"

Emperor Jiaheng asked curiously.

"It's hanging in the tree."

Shu Jiao subconsciously reached out to grab some sunflower seeds, but found nothing.

Only then did she look up at Sun Wenzhong.

Sun Wenzhong grinned at her—

You think you can just eat for free?

He's not going to dig anymore!

Shu Jiao moved her hand and slowly grabbed a piece of fruit from the side. "You don't even know where those two unlucky kids were hanging? They were hanging on a tree growing on a cliff."

"One was clinging tightly to the branch, while the other was blocked by the tree stump; both of them had fainted."

"Thank goodness that tree was sturdy..."

If that tree were still just a sapling, the two children would have had to roll all the way down the mountain. Would they have survived?

Both children heard Song Bing calling their names.

But I really didn't have the strength to reply.

"When they were rescued, I heard they had already cried themselves to sleep. Snap snap snap... Song Bing was still talking about it..."

After cracking a couple more sunflower seeds, Shu Jiao pinched her throat and deliberately lowered her voice, "I was just saying I heard a crying sound, faint and indistinct, and I thought the mountain was haunted."

Also.

It was getting dark when the child was found.

Evening, in the mountains and forests, the sound of a baby crying.

These factors combined make you feel uneasy no matter how you look at it.

"Pfft~"

Emperor Jiaheng chuckled, "Song Bing really dares to speak his mind."

If he were Song Bing's wife, the first thing he would do upon hearing this would be to grab a weapon and beat the person half to death.

"So, Lord Song has taken leave these past few days, hasn't he?"

Shu Jiao smiled and said, "I heard that Lord Song was beaten so badly by his parents that he had to call a doctor into the mansion. I estimate he won't be able to get out of bed for another three to five days."

"Should."

Emperor Jiaheng thought Song Bing was outrageous.

Fortunately, that guy is reliable enough when it comes to handling official business, otherwise it would be a real headache.

“This servant remembers that Song Bing did not live in the same mansion as his parents.”

Sun Wenzhong added a sentence.

"We didn't originally live together."

Shu Jiao nodded first, then chuckled and said, "Didn't you two rush over overnight and beat Song Bing up after hearing that something had happened? I heard that his father even pulled out his riding whip."

Horse...whip?

So cruel?

If he were a biological father, he would have the heart to do it.

Emperor Jiaheng and Sun Wenzhong exchanged a glance and almost burst out laughing.

"Song Bing is the same. I remember he is not good at poetry at all. Why make such a fuss over a poem?"

Emperor Jiaheng shook his head slightly, and said with great emotion.

"The less you are good at something, the more persistent you are about it."

Shu Jiao skillfully poured herself a cup of tea. "Song Bing thought that if he could create a masterpiece, he wouldn't be openly or secretly ridiculed when he attended a literary gathering."

Although no one actually laughed at him.

but!

Writing poetry was Song Bing's weakness.

Therefore, he is particularly sensitive and vulnerable in this area, and when it is mentioned, he will subconsciously think in a negative direction.

You never know what someone might say casually, but it could sound like sarcasm to him.

"Tsk."

Emperor Jiaheng shook his head with a hint of disdain. "That's just being petty. Be more magnanimous. Being an official isn't about who writes the best poetry. If you have so much time to be so calculating, climb to the highest rank, get a title of king or marquis..."

When the time comes, retaliation will be a simple matter of a word.

You don't even need to say a word; a single glance is enough for someone to do the work for you.

Song Bing has been a veteran for so many years, how can he still be so naive?

Shu Jiao: ...

Not everyone is rational.

"To be honest, Song Bing's situation can be considered to have some merit."

Shu Jiao raised an eyebrow and quickly changed the subject, "Your Majesty, you don't know, but Qiu Feng, the eldest son of the Qiu family, took his younger sister to a brothel."

Emperor Jiaheng: ? ? ?

Sun Wenzhong: !!!

Let me explain in detail!

Two pairs of inquisitive eyes stared intently at Shu Jiao.

"Your Majesty hasn't forgotten what happened to the Qiu family a month ago, has he?"

Shu Jiao asked a question in return.

The Qiu family... a month ago...

Emperor Jiaheng's mind started rummaging through the gossip, and after a few seconds, he nodded slightly with a complicated expression, "If you're talking about Qiu Feng fainting in a brothel in the middle of the night..."

He does remember.

Sun Wenzhong shared this story.

Thinking back to that day, he was feeling frustrated while reviewing memorials when Sun Wenzhong came over with his melons.

He just opened his mouth and said—

Qiu Feng took the drug at the brothel and was made unconscious by the courtesan.

One sentence gave Emperor Jiaheng a great shock.

"After that, the Qiu family took Qiu Feng back, ostensibly to put him in solitary confinement, but actually to find a doctor to help him recover."

"His health..."

Shu Jiao said, half with disdain and half with mockery, "It's said that he's even worse than General Qiu."

"General Qiu, you're almost ninety, aren't you?"

Emperor Jiaheng glanced at Sun Wenzhong with some uncertainty.

Sun Wenzhong nodded emphatically, "I'm eighty-nine this year."

I'm eighty-nine.

Qiu Feng is only nineteen, but his body is not as strong as that of a ninety-year-old man. It seems that he doesn't have much time left to live.

"Therefore, the Qiu family has to do a lot to help him recuperate."

Shu Jiao: "During this period, Qiu Feng has been taking his medicine every day, and he's almost become skin and bones."

Emperor Jiaheng was taken aback. "Isn't it about recuperating?"

How come she's gotten thinner despite taking care of herself?

"He was supposed to look like this by nature. He was just taking too many supplements before, taking random supplements, which barely gave him a bit more qi and blood..."

Shu Jiao explained briefly, "According to the doctor, Qiu Feng needs to abstain from sex for three and a half years."

Just think about Qiu Feng's behavior when he was fifteen and frequented brothels, almost treating them like his own home.

Should he be made to abstain from sex for three and a half years?

impossible!

He absolutely cannot do it!

"How could Qiu Feng endure this for so long?"

Shu Jiao said in a subtle tone, "He had only been drinking the medicine for two days when he started making advances towards the pretty maids in the courtyard. That very night, he was reported to his mother."

"The general's wife grabbed a stick and gave Qiu Feng a good beating."

The next day, when Qiu Feng woke up, the courtyard was filled with burly male servants. The general's wife also gave an order that all the maids should give way to Qiu Feng in the mansion.

Cut it off at the root.

I'll make sure you can't even see me, what can you do then?

The general's wife was clearly very worried about her child.