Re-embroidering life
Chapter 111 Harmony
Shui Qinghua noticed that after returning home from the Qionglin Banquet, Ji Zimo's face was no longer smiling. It was such an honor to be the top three in the imperial examination, even the servants in the family were proud of it, but the real master was unhappy.
Facing the question, Ji Zimo hugged his wife from behind, put his chin on her shoulder, and lowered his eyes: "Don't worry, I'm fine."
He pulled Shui Qinghua towards him and said, "Qinghua, do you know Princess Dihua?"
"I've met her twice. She is the owner of Jingxiufang, the largest embroidery workshop in the capital."
"Has she ever given you any hardship?"
Shui Qinghua paused: "She invited me to work for her at Jingxiufang, but I refused."
So that's it. With the status and position of Princess Dihua, she would not force anyone, but daring to refuse her would be a provocation and offense to her.
"Has anything unusual happened recently?" Ji Zimo asked.
Shui Qinghua was surprised, but seeing Ji Zimo's unusually serious expression, she also became serious: "Jianzhi wrote that someone with a Beijing accent was hanging around Shuixiufang and was asking about my background."
Ji Zimo frowned. It seemed that the woman had already made a move. Shui Qinghua felt something was wrong and asked anxiously, "Zimo, what happened? You promised that you would share everything with me."
Ji Zimo took a deep breath, endured the humiliation, and briefly mentioned what happened at the Qionglin Banquet.
Shui Qinghua felt a strong sense of absurdity. Princess Dihua, the gentle, beautiful, and unattainable noblewoman, was secretly hunting for men and coveting her husband? Is this the noble and solemn royal family that is admired by thousands of people?
"Qinghua, you have to be careful and try not to contact her." Ji Zimo warned.
Shui Qinghua smiled bitterly: "She is in a superior position. If she wants to take revenge, we can't hide from her."
"So, we can't wait for her to make a move." Ji Zimo said.
Shui Qinghua continued, "It's better to strike first."
The two looked at each other tacitly. Neither of them was the type to passively take a beating. Even though they had little strength, those who were barefoot were not afraid of those who wore shoes.
A few days later, Ji Zimo's official appointment notice came. As expected, according to the old rules, the top scorer was awarded the sixth-rank Hanlin editor. In fact, under Fang Hanlin's strong advocacy, Ji Zimo's talent had already spread throughout the Hanlin Academy. Some admired him, some were curious, and some were dissatisfied. After all, top scorers were rare elsewhere, but in the Hanlin Academy, one stone could hit three people, so who was worse than who?
Ji Zimo was about to report to the Imperial Academy with great confidence when Jin Lan came to visit him. Shui Qinghua remembered that she had promised Jin Lan that she would help Ji Zimo with the lawsuit once he entered the officialdom.
Ji Zimo readily agreed to write a petition for Jin Lan. He wrote about the Zhao family's tyranny, Zhao Jun's cruelty, and Jin Lan's misery in a tortuous and vivid manner.
Ji Zimo and his wife personally escorted Jinlan to Shuntian Prefecture. The gatekeepers had been on the streets to maintain law and order on the day of the imperial examination, and they remembered the number one scholar on horseback, so they immediately went in to report. The prosecutor asked about the petition submitted by the new number one scholar, and the other party was the Zhao family, which had already collapsed. It was okay to give this face, so he immediately accepted the petition and ordered someone to bring Zhao Jun in.
"Master Ji, please go on duty. This is my case and I will fight it myself!" Jin Lan stood straight with a firm brow, like a tree in the wind.
After a long time, the bailiffs finally dragged Zhao Jun out of the bed of the prostitute he was having an affair with and brought him to the court.
Since the last time the Zhao family was impeached by the censor, all the charges were verified. The emperor was furious and demoted Mr. Zhao's official position by two levels. Now he is just a recorder in the Imperial Household. The Zhao family's mansion was a reward from the court when the country was founded, but now it has been taken back, and the family has been driven to live in an ordinary house.
Even so, Zhao Jun still couldn't change his nature of sleeping with prostitutes, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. At this moment, kneeling in the court, he was limp on the ground like mud, and the smell of alcohol was overwhelming. The yamen runner poured a basin of cold water on his head, and he sobered up a little: "Why should we divorce? Chen is my person in life and my ghost in death!"
The prosecutor sat in the court with a gloomy face and shouted: "Zhao Jun, who gave you the courage to call yourself the boss in court!" The yamen runner then stepped forward and poured a few basins of water on him. Although it was spring, the cold well water poured on his body and soaked his clothes, which was enough to make him unbearable.
Jin Lan came prepared today and presented the medical records from when she just left the Zhao family: "Sir, the laws of this dynasty state that if a husband beats his wife, he will not be punished unless she suffers broken bones. The medical records can prove that I was beaten by Zhao Jun and had multiple fractures on my body, which have not healed yet. I ask you to sentence me to divorce Zhao Jun and return my dowry."
When Jin Lan went to court for the first time, the prosecutor was also present. He was deeply impressed by the dying woman who fainted in court.
"Zhao Jun, what do you have to say?"
Zhao Jun raised his head and stared at Jin Lan with a fierce look: "Bitch, you were sold to my family by the Chen family. I can beat you whenever I want. Not only will I beat you, I will also play with you! Hahaha!" An obscene laugh came out of his mouth.
The blood drained from Jin Lan's face. She felt as if she was stripped naked in public, and all her dignity was trampled on the ground and crushed into dust. She curled up and covered her ears, as if she could block out the terrible sound, but the words were like ghosts, tightly entwining her and making her fall into the devil again. She seemed to be back in the Zhao family, being beaten and abused by Zhao Jun, and being trampled by him like an animal, and she had no one to turn to. In the middle of the night, her tears dried up and her eyes almost bled. She thought about death more than once, but she still survived. What doesn't kill her will only make her stronger.
"Jinlan!" Shui Qinghua, who was watching from the sidelines, screamed loudly and tried to go forward to comfort her, but was stopped by a yamen runner.
Jin Lan's face turned pale, and she swayed for a while before finally stabilizing herself. She stood up again and said, "The evidence is irrefutable. I ask you to grant me a divorce from Zhao Jun and return my dowry."
The judge looked at her sympathetically and said, "Did you know that if a husband beats his wife, his crime is two levels less severe than that of an ordinary person?"
"I know."
The judge ruled that according to the law, the husband had beaten his wife severely and was sentenced to 90 strokes of the cane and two and a half years in prison. He was allowed to pay off the crime with money. He also sentenced the two to divorce and return the dowry. The Zhao family naturally didn't want their son to suffer, so they chose to buy peace with money.
After the court session ended, Shui Qinghua approached worriedly. Jin Lan's eyes were red, but she was still in good spirits. She refused Shui Qinghua's help and smiled miserably: "Master, I am finally free." Although the beast was unharmed.
Shui Qinghua reminded her worriedly: "Jinlan, after the divorce, the Chen family still has the right to arrange another marriage for you at any time."
"No," Jin Lan shook her head firmly, "I will never marry again in this life. My grandfather had the courage to rebel against the Chen family and go far away. I am his granddaughter, so why should I not dare to do that?"
Jin Lan walked slowly but steadily: "Master, let me accompany you from now on. If you open an embroidery workshop again, let me manage it for you."
Shui Qinghua said: "That day will come."
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