When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

Xunmeiju is located in the southeast corner of Xie Mansion. It is a secluded and elegant place. Plum blossoms stand proudly in the courtyard, with a subtle fragrance floating in the air. It is isolated from the hustle and bustle of the outside world and forms a small world of its own.

There are the master's bedroom, maid's rooms, a small kitchen and a small library, with an exquisite layout and an ancient style.

Although this courtyard cannot be called luxurious, it is comfortable and is the style that Jiang Song likes.

She recalled that when she was in the Marquis of Anding's Mansion, she lived in the courtyard where the late Old Master Jiang's concubine lived. It was remote and cramped, and had fallen into disrepair for many years. Compared with her current residence, it was a world of difference.

As Jiang Song was sighing, an old story about the original owner quietly came to his mind.

Jiang Song used to be like a speck of dust forgotten in a corner. No one cared about her, let alone her life or death.

That year, there was a famine in Zhijin Town where her biological mother Cui Yunniang lived, and she could not make a living, so she brought her to Shendu to find her relatives.

Although their father, Marquis Anding, reluctantly accepted them, he only gave them a status out of face.

In fact, their status in the Marquis's Mansion was even lower than that of the servants.

In addition to having endless chores to do like servants every day, the mother and daughter were often deducted from their monthly wages by their mistress Du Shulan, and their lives were extremely difficult.

I originally thought that my life would be dull and full of hardships, like that of concubines and concubines in most families.

When they reach marriageable age, their mistress will arbitrarily arrange for them to be married off to a family of humble origin, or use them as pawns in a marriage alliance, thus ending their lives hastily.

However, even living such a cowardly life became a luxury for the original owner.

One day, Fengwu Academy's enrollment notices were posted all over the streets and alleys of the imperial capital, stating that this year they would make exceptions to select talented people with potential, regardless of their background. Anyone who passed the assessment would be admitted to the academy for further study.

The Taixi Kingdom advocates martial arts and cultivating immortals. Since its founding, it has allowed women to attend school, compete with men on the same stage, and practice martial arts and immortal arts together. This is a rare open-minded aspect in this feudal world.

The original owner knew this was a godsend opportunity to escape her current predicament and rewrite her destiny. So, as soon as she arrived at the Marquis' Mansion, she made preparations to apply to Fengwu Academy.

She often secretly observed the guards in the mansion practicing martial arts and imitated them in private. Although she never got the hang of it, she did accumulate some skills.

Until the enrollment notice was posted, the original owner thought he had finally waited for the opportunity to change his destiny.

However, unexpectedly, at a banquet at the Marquis' Mansion, everything went off the planned track.

It was during the Fengwu Academy enrollment examination period. Jiang Buli hosted a banquet in his mansion for the Fengwu Academy's president who was presiding over the enrollment ceremony and several respected elders, intending to use his connections to pave the way for his daughter Jiang Yun.

"Marquis Jiang, although your daughter Jiang Jun has a kind heart, her martial arts talent is still insufficient. I am afraid it will be difficult for her to stand out in Fengwu Academy." Qin Yunfeng, the dean of Fengwu Academy, looked solemn and politely rejected Jiang Buli's suggestion.

Everyone had seen Jiang Jun's practice just now. Although those sword techniques were smooth, they were just fancy moves and had no real combat power at all.

Although Qin Yunfeng left room for maneuver in his words, his implication was that he was a hopeless case and that even if he took a backdoor, it would be difficult for him to gain a foothold in Fengwu Academy, which was full of powerful people.

Jiang Buli's face turned pale and blue. He had thought that with his status and connections, it would be easy to get an admission for his daughter. However, he did not expect that Qin Yunfeng would be so disrespectful and even rejected his respect in public.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall became extremely awkward. The guests looked at each other, not daring to speak easily.

Jiang Buli glanced at his wife beside him. Du Shulan's face was also gloomy. Then he looked at Jiang Jun, who had finished the sword dance. She lowered her head, her eyes slightly red, and it was obvious that she had also suffered a great blow.

He refused to give up and continued, "Dean Qin, I also love my daughter dearly. I hope you can reconsider. Although Yun'er is young, she is diligent and eager to learn. If she is nurtured by Fengwu Academy, she will surely live up to our expectations and achieve great things."

After saying this, he clapped his hands lightly, and several maids came in one after another, holding trays filled with various gold, silver, jade, and famous paintings and calligraphy, all of which were priceless treasures. They intended to use these as an exchange to make Qin Yunfeng change his mind.

Qin Yunfeng frowned slightly when he saw this. He was not a greedy person, and he disdained to use his power for personal gain.

The reason why Fengwu Academy has been able to stand in Taixi Country for a hundred years is precisely because it has always adhered to the principles of fairness, justice and openness in selection, and has been unconventional in its selection process, selecting only the most talented.

Qin Yunfeng had only been in office for a few years, but he had already won the hearts of the people. He knew very well that once this precedent was set, the reputation of Fengwu Academy would be ruined, and it would be difficult to attract students with real potential in the future.

But Jiang Buli also holds a high position of power in the court. If you offend him, you will probably have many inconveniences in the future.

He pondered for a moment, then directly rejected Jiang Buli's intention. "Lord Jiang, I appreciate your kindness. But the door of Fengwu Academy has always been open to those with aspirations, not money."

"Does Dean Qin really have no mercy at all?" Jiang Buli's voice was filled with displeasure, and the atmosphere in the hall dropped to freezing point.

Although he knew that Qin Yunfeng was an upright person, as the Marquis of Anding, he was popular in the officialdom. When had he ever been treated so coldly?

Qin Yunfeng raised the corners of his lips slightly. "Marquis Jiang, this joke is a bit too much. Today, I have been invited here to assess the martial arts of the young master. I have fulfilled my duty and given a fair evaluation. It is time to take my leave."

After saying this, Qin Yunfeng stood up, bowed slightly to Jiang Buli as a farewell, and then turned around to leave.

"Father, I also want to apply to Fengwu Academy. I beg you to grant me your blessing!"

At this moment, a clear voice broke the silence in the hall. It was Jiang Song. She had been standing at the entrance of the hall without anyone noticing.

Everyone in the hall was stunned to see Jiang Song, dressed in simple and elegant clothes, walking into the hall with light steps. He then knelt in front of Jiang Buli with a firm and sincere look in his eyes.

Jiang Buli frowned, feeling inexplicably upset. "Song'er, how dare you talk nonsense here? Fengwu Academy is not the place for you..."

"Hmph, a mere concubine's daughter wants to climb up the Fengwu Academy ladder? What wishful thinking!" Du Shulan curled her lips into a sneer, venting all her unhappiness on Jiang Song.

Although Jiang Song was afraid of her parents, her determination to break free from the shackles of fate gave her courage. Facing her father's disdain and the eldest lady's ridicule, she straightened her back and spoke in a resounding tone.

"Father, Fengwu Academy doesn't consider background when selecting candidates; they only look at strength and potential. Although I'm a concubine's daughter, I also have a heart for martial arts. I hope you'll let me try. No matter what the result is, I will have no regrets."

If applying to Fengwu College did not require providing real identity documents, Jiang Song would not want to show his face in this way.

After all, her identity documents were in Du Shulan's hands. If she asked for the documents to apply for the exam, it would be tantamount to humiliating herself, and she might even be deprived of the chance to try.

It happened that all the senior leaders of Fengwu College were present today. Jiang Song knew that no matter how arrogant and domineering Du Shulan was, they would not dare to openly obstruct her legitimate request to study.