Favoring concubines and ignoring wives? The mistress of the marquisate remarried a powerful official

Thanks to the support of Mrs. Lu, Lu Zijun was able to study at Bishuitang smoothly.

Bishuitang has always been a place for the children of noble families in the capital to study, but unfortunately, the children of noble families have always invited teachers to teach them at home. As a result, Bishuitang lacks students, so the requirements are lowered to allow the children of officials of the fourth rank and above to study here.

Lu Zijun didn't like to study, and Master Lu and Madam Lu had suggested sending her here, but no matter how they taught her, Lu Zijun just wouldn't come. Master Lu couldn't do anything about her, so he hired a teacher to come to her house and taught her some poetry.

The children of the aristocratic families could not afford to hire a teacher at home, so most of them came to Bishuitang to make friends with these children of officials.

Lu Zijun's purpose of this trip was to meet Song Lan. For this purpose, Lu Zijun dressed up specially and came to Bishuitang with the help of her maid. Who would have thought that it was a coincidence that Lu Zijun saw Song Lan walking to the school as soon as she got off the carriage.

Song Lan was dressed in a black robe. He was born a soldier, and his posture was tall and straight, which made him stand out in the crowd. Lu Zijun snatched the bookcase containing the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone from Qingling, the maid beside her, and said in a low voice, "I'll go first, you follow me later."

Qing Ling responded from the side, watching Lu Zijun carrying a book box and running to Song Lan, and greeted him with a smile, "What a coincidence, General Lan, you are also studying at Bishui Hall?"

Song Lan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Lu Zijun with some surprise, "Why didn't I see you a few days ago? Why did you come today?"

Lu Zijun nodded slightly, sighed, and pretended to be helpless, "I am now forced by my parents to come here to study. I really don't want to come, but there is nothing I can do."

Song Lan responded and saw that Lu Zijun was still carrying the book box in her hand and seemed to be struggling. Song Lan took the book box from Lu Zijun and asked in a low voice, "Why doesn't Sister Zijun have a personal tutor?"

Lu Zijun was now standing beside Song Lan, and she said nonsense, "Originally, there was some, but she was not feeling well, so I carried the box myself. So, thank you Brother Song Lan for helping me carry the things."

Lu Zijun was wearing a pink dress today, which was quite different from usual. However, she was not a gentle person by nature, and it was really hard for her to hold it in now.

Song Lan was holding Lu Zijun's bookcase in his hand and said casually, "Since you and I are going the same way, I will just help you carry it to the school."

Before Lu Zijun could say thank you, Zhen Yueqing, who had always been at odds with Lu Zijun, looked at Lu Zijun and laughed out loud, "Lu Zijun, you usually have no problem carrying four boxes by yourself, why do you suddenly have no strength today?"

Lu Zijun wanted to retort, but she remembered that she was pretending to be a lady today, so she just coughed twice and said, "I'm not feeling well today. Besides, I didn't carry four boxes. Don't talk nonsense and ruin my reputation."

How could Zhen Yueqing miss such a good opportunity? She started to ridicule Lu Zijun, "What reputation do you have? Now you are seventeen years old and no one dares to marry you. You are a famous fierce woman in the capital. Do you think pretending to be a lady will be useful now?"

"Zhen Yueqing! Are you done yet?" Lu Zijun rolled her eyes at Zhen Yueqing in hatred, "Mind your own business, why are you trying to control whether I can get married?"

When Zhen Yueqing saw that Lu Zijun didn't argue with her, she thought it was boring and turned around and went into the school.

There was a screen between the male and female seats in the school, but they were taught the same lessons. Nowadays, it was popular in Shengjing that girls should also be good at reading, arithmetic and poetry to broaden their horizons, so this was not surprising.

As soon as Lu Zijun sat down, Zhen Yueqing, who was sitting in front of her, turned around and said with a smile, "Hey, Lu Zijun, why are you getting together with Song Lan? Do you want to marry him? That's right, you are so close to his sister Song Wanning."

Zhen Yueqing said, smiling at Lu Zijun, "The General's Mansion has a bad reputation, which matches your reputation quite well. One loves to mess around, and the other is a shrew. Song Wanning, the second wife of the General's Mansion, has been the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion for two years. Now she is divorced and her sister has married. I don't know what she is doing. Her aunt is also unruly. She went to Hongye Mountain for an affair and was tied up and brought back. Now she dares not go out. With such a family, Song Wanning actually hooked up with the Prime Minister and married into the Prime Minister's Mansion. I think she has some tricks..."

Song Wanning must have endured a lot of rumors when she married Yin Yichen. After all, Yin Yichen was the object of admiration of all the ladies in the capital, and he didn't want to marry a second wife. Who wouldn't be jealous?

Lu Zijun couldn't stand it anymore, so she picked up the ink on the table and splashed it on Zhen Yueqing's face. The black ink instantly dyed Zhen Yueqing's entire face black. "I'll teach you a lesson today if you keep gossiping and talking nonsense."

"Lu Zijun, you..." Zhen Yueqing was also spoiled at home. How could she have been humiliated like this? She immediately rushed towards Lu Zijun and fought with her. "I let you splash me. I want you to know how powerful I am."

Lu Zijun has always been strong, and few weak girls can be her opponents. After a while, Zhen Yueqing was pinned to the ground by her. Lu Zijun coldly pinched Zhen Yueqing's chin and said in a cold voice, "I asked you to say my friend, I asked you to say it."

As Lu Zijun spoke, she picked up the brush beside her and began to scribble on Zhen Yueqing's body, while she was scribble, "I wonder if you dare to do it again next time. Next time you see me, take a detour. Do you understand?"

Zhen Yueqing was covered in ink, so she didn't dare to resist anymore. She just cried and didn't say a word.

The officials' families and children standing nearby were all stunned, and no one dared to step forward to stop them. Although Lu Zijun had always had a bad reputation, this was the first time that a fight like this had occurred.

Soon, the teacher from the school came in. Seeing the chaotic scene, he said with a dark face, "What are you doing? If you want to fight, go outside. What's the point of coming to fight in my Bishui Hall? Who is hitting others? Stand up."

Seeing this, Lu Zijun could only let go of the crying Zhen Yueqing and stood up. Her face and body were now stained with ink. She rubbed her fingers guiltily and said in a low voice, "Mr.

"You're new here today, right? Your father told me yesterday that you were coming, and you're causing trouble here today." The gentleman was so angry that his face turned black, and he cursed, "Go home, this place is not suitable for you, get out! Wait for me to write a letter to tell your father what on earth you are doing in Bishuitang."