Reborn, meet you again!

After Yun Zheng was carried away by the servants of Prince Huai's Mansion, the crowd did not disperse.

Several young men in brocade clothes stood not far from Song Wan and continued to discuss indignantly.

"Song Wanyuan also died for his country, which is a glorious thing. Who would have thought that the Song family would be so narrow-minded? It's ridiculous."

"It's truly absurd! Prince Yun simply made the choice that all the people of Tianqi should make. What's wrong with that?"

"Song Yi is a top scholar, but he can't tell right from wrong! It's a waste of time to read the sages' books!"

"What are you talking about sage books? A man like him who only knows how to curry favor and flatter is not worthy of reading sage books."

"That's right. I think he might have seen the Prime Minister's Mansion on the verge of decline, so he took the opportunity to stir up trouble. After all, everyone knows that Prince Huai values ​​friendship. He's being so pretentious today, just to make Prince Yun feel indebted to the Prime Minister's Mansion, so that he can preserve his wealth and glory for the rest of his life!"

Song Wan was already feeling depressed and almost suffocated, and now hearing these words was like a cluster of small flames igniting the anger in her heart.

In the past, she wouldn't have cared at all about what they said.

But today... she couldn't pretend not to hear!

Instead of being sad secretly yourself, it is better to make the person who makes you sad even sadder.

Her father taught her.

Song Wan raised her hand and casually wiped away the tears in her eyes, then turned to look at the young men in brocade clothes who were talking, her voice full of coldness.

"Prime Minister Song isn't worthy of reading the books of sages, so how can those young men, who are stirring up trouble like that gossipy woman, be considered worthy?"

"Don't the sages' books teach you to judge people behind their backs, or what it means to be a gentleman and uphold integrity?"

When the young masters heard a female voice, they were stunned at first, and then looked at Song Wan with some displeasure.

But when he saw the woman in front of him with red clothes, black hair, bright eyes and white teeth, he was stunned by her beauty.

But when they thought of what she had just said, they immediately suppressed their surprise.

"Why is this girl being sarcastic? What was wrong with what we just said?"

"What's wrong with that?" Song Wanchao took a step forward and moved closer to the few people, and his voice became clearer and clearer in their ears.

"Just now you were righteously saying that dying for one's country is an honor."

"I wonder if you rose up to resist and drove out the rebels when the rebels invaded Shangjing, making the choice that all the people of Tianqi should make?"

"Have you ever tried to exchange your life for this 'glory'?"

"If not, what right do you have to point fingers here?"

"If not, how can you stand here and accuse a father who lost his daughter?"

Those young masters looked a little angry and embarrassed because of Song Wan's questioning. One of them even took a step forward and glared at Song Wan.

"Whether we have it or not is none of your business!"

"Whose daughter are you? How dare you be so rude! Women should be gentle and modest. You are no different from a street shrew!"

Seeing this, Hong Chang quickly put her own lady behind her.

"What do you want to do!"

What happened to you today, miss?

One can tell these gentlemen are either rich or noble just by looking at their clothes.

In the past, the young lady was always extremely cautious, but why is she so...

Unexpectedly, Song Wan was not afraid at all and gently pushed her away, looking directly at the young man in the lead.

"I only ask whether you have it or not. It has nothing to do with who I am or whether I am a boy or a girl."

"What? Master Xing can't answer?"

"Are you still feeling guilty? Do you think you can rely on your father, the Minister of War, to bully the minority with your numbers? Do you think you can use your power to oppress others?"

The leader, Master Xing, was a little surprised when he heard Song Wan announce his name.

"You know who I am and you dare to talk to me like that!"

Song Wan chuckled.

"Why not? Don't you want to know who I am? Then listen carefully."

"I am Jiang Wanqiao, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Ningyuan Marquisate! The wife of Pei Qingyan, a Fourth-Rank General!"

"These principles were taught to me by my husband!"

"My husband has been to the battlefield! He's a true man! He's countless times better than those of you who only rely on your parents' support! If you're not convinced, feel free to come and argue with me!"

As Song Wan spoke, she glanced at the people who had not yet dispersed and were looking towards them.

"Of course, if Mr. Xing feels ashamed in front of my husband and doesn't dare to come to my house, but only dares to argue with a woman like me here, I will also accompany you!"

Although Master Xing was somewhat angry and embarrassed, there were many people around and the woman in front of him had just introduced her home address.

If word got out that he had brought people to argue with a woman, would he still have any face left?

So he just cursed his bad luck, saying that he was a man and didn't have the same views as women, then he stepped back and left with the other young men.

At the same time, he secretly memorized the words Ningyuan Marquis Mansion and Pei Qingyan in his heart.

A poor marquis's mansion, having produced only a small fourth-rank official, dared to be so arrogant and ignore the son of a minister.

He will let them know how much he weighs...

Song Wan watched them leave, and the depression in her heart finally eased a little.

She looked at the blood remaining in front of the prime minister's residence, stood quietly for a moment, and spoke to Hong Shang after her mood had completely calmed down.

"Let's go back home."

……

The crowd in front of the prime minister's residence gradually dispersed.

No one noticed that after Song Wan left, two figures suddenly walked out from the corner.

Jun Jiuchen walked slowly to where Song Wan had just stood. A ghost mask made of black iron covered his stunning face, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

The expression on the mask was extremely ferocious, and even in broad daylight, it looked somewhat terrifying.

Thinking of the woman who had just stood here, her red eyes when she looked at Song Yi, and the way she argued with others for the Song family.

A trace of deep thought flashed across Jun Jiuchen's eyes outside the mask, and his fingers unconsciously turned the jade ring on his hand.

There were obviously many people here just now, but for some reason, he saw her at the first sight.

It was because... that abnormal mood swing, and...

Those eyes?

Ningyuan Marquis Mansion, Jiang Wanqiao?

How could he not know when the Prime Minister's Mansion became involved with such a woman?

Judging from the appearance, he is involved in quite a big matter.

These days, he asked Shangguan Yu to investigate the Prime Minister's Mansion, but found nothing and did not catch any evidence against Song Yi.

Is Song Yi innocent?

He doesn't believe it!

This person who suddenly appeared is quite interesting.

Jun Jiuchen thought about it and walked back slowly.

"Go check the relationship between Ningyuan Hou Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Follow the wind and take orders.

"Yes, Master!"