Reborn, meet you again!

Just thinking about the purpose of his visit today, Pei Qingyan suppressed the discomfort in his heart and pretended to be magnanimous.

"Jiang Wanqiao, I'm here today for serious business, not to argue with you."

"This matter concerns the rise and fall of your Jiang family. I advise you to let these ignorant servants of your Jiang family invite me in and have a good talk."

"Otherwise, it will be your Jiang family who will regret it in the future."

Today he came to Jiang Mansion after court.

Unexpectedly, when the servants of the Jiang family went in to report, they only said that their eldest daughter had already gone out. The master and his wife also said that they did not know Minister Pei and refused to let him in.

He was furious and asked Ping An to make some inquiries. After learning that Jiang Wanqiao had indeed gone to the Prime Minister's Residence to see Old Madam Song, he waited at the door for Jiang Wanqiao to come back.

Jiang Wanqiao just sneered when she heard Pei Qingyan's words.

"Oh? Master Pei is so kind?"

"But our Jiang family can't tolerate a big Buddha like Lord Pei. Lord Pei, if you have anything to say, please say it here."

After the last lesson, Pei Qingyan also knew that the woman in front of him now had a worse temper than anyone else, and he couldn't confront her head-on, otherwise his trip today would most likely be in vain.

As long as he made his purpose clear, the Jiang family might invite him in respectfully.

Then why not say it here first.

Pei Qingyan thought about it and straightened his body a little.

"You should have heard that I have now taken up the position of Minister of War. I have an important matter to attend to at court and I am short of money."

"Although there are many people in the court who want to compete for this credit, but considering that we were once husband and wife, I will not be stingy if I can help your Jiang family!"

"I know your Jiang family is in a difficult situation right now. As long as you are willing to cooperate, I will speak well of you in front of His Majesty and the Queen Mother."

"Given your Jiang family's situation in Shangjing, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! You must seize it..."

When Song Wan heard this, she secretly wondered if this so-called "important matter" related to the Ministry of War could be about the Mobei Army...

Pei Qingyan has just joined the Ministry of War. Is he trying to use the Jiang family to gain a foothold in the Ministry of War and give Jun Jiuchen some face at the same time?

This calculation is quite good...

"Really? Master Pei really cares about our Jiang family!"

"However... Lord Pei has just joined the Ministry of War. If he gives this 'once-in-a-lifetime' opportunity to our Jiang family so easily, wouldn't that be considered partiality?"

"Since so many people are vying for this credit, we will not get involved, lest we tarnish Master Pei's reputation!"

"Hongshang, let's go!"

Song Wan said this, walked around Pei Qingyan and went straight to the gate.

Pei Qingyan took a big step forward in disbelief upon seeing this, and stood in front of Jiang Wanqiao again.

"Jiang Wanqiao, I'm really doing this for the good of your Jiang family! Don't be ungrateful."

Song Wan looked up at him, a cold light flashing in her eyes.

"Master Pei, do you want to try my needle again?"

Pei Qingyan subconsciously took a step back.

"How dare you! I am now an official appointed by the imperial court!"

Song Wan sneered.

"An official appointed by the imperial court?"

"Pei Qingyan, are you so proud of the fact that you got your imperial position through your father and a woman?"

Pei Qingyan's face flushed when he heard this.

"Jiang Wanqiao, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Just at this time, Jiang Zheng, who heard the servant report that his daughter was blocked at the door, had already walked out with Liu and the Jiang family's guards.

Jiang Zheng strode forward and blocked his daughter behind him.

"Master Pei, my daughter has already left the Ningyuan Marquis Mansion. What is your intention in stopping her here?"

"Even if we are just common people, Lord Pei would never bully us right at his doorstep."

Pei Qingyan looked at the Jiang family members rushing out in front of him, knowing that he had just taken office and it would be bad to make things too big.

I had to suppress my anger.

He looked at the medicine box carried by the girl Song Wan, seemed to have thought of something, and said with some knowing sarcasm.

"I meant well, but since you Jiang family don't appreciate it, forget it!"

"You don't think that just because you have some connection with the Prime Minister's Mansion, you can expect Prime Minister Song to help your Jiang family, right?"

"Don't blame me for not telling you. Song Yi is in a difficult situation right now. If he hadn't been such a coward, claiming illness and refusing to attend court, all the officials in the court would have already jointly petitioned His Majesty to punish him!"

"But he can hide for a while, but not forever! Don't make the wrong decision..."

It’s so strange to see such a despicable person now dare to call my father’s name and insult him.

Song Wan just felt it was ironic.

"Even if Prime Minister Song is incompetent, he has relied on himself to get to where he is today. He is a thousand times better than a spineless person like you."

"You're talking so high-soundingly today, aren't you just hoping that our Jiang family will give you money to pave the way for you? I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible. Even if our Jiang family is defeated, we will never associate with people like you."

Pei Qingyan couldn't help but snort coldly when he saw that Jiang Wanqiao was still stubborn.

"Okay! Jiang Wanqiao, remember what you said today."

"We...will see!"

……

into the night.

The candle in Song Wan's room did not go out until very late.

Song Wan leaned over the table, and with the pen in his hand, he slowly outlined a complete painting on the rice paper.

Song Wan finally stopped writing until the green radish lying beside him could no longer hold up her eyelids.

Seeing this, Luoluo finally perked up a little and came over to Hongchang who was grinding.

"Miss, is the painting finished?"

Song Wan nodded and asked the two to place the painting on the easel beside to dry.

A complete picture appeared before our eyes.

It was a desolate battlefield, with dust like clouds covering the sky and the sun. It seemed as if one could hear the roar of war horses' iron hooves crushing the earth.

In the distant sky, a lone goose that had lost its flock spread its wings and flew high, making the battlefield even more tragic.

Luoluo doesn't know how to paint, but she thinks the painting of the wild geese is very lifelike.

"Miss, your painting is so beautiful!"

Song Wan flexed her wrists, accustomed to this little girl's blind worship of her.

Then, she reached out and took another blank scroll, spreading it flat on the table.

"It's late, both of you should go down and get some rest."

"I can do it alone."

Hong Chang looked at the young lady's actions and felt confused.

"Miss, this painting is not good. Do you want to redraw it?"

Song Wan shook her head and smiled.

She certainly didn't want to repaint it.

But Chen Tai had already heard some information about the young man in white.

She will take this imitation to hand in her work tomorrow to increase her chances of winning.

Song Wan thought about it and turned her head to look at the moonlight outside the window, and answered the question irrelevantly.

"The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. I hope tomorrow will be a good day..."

Pei Qingyan's disturbance today clearly showed that he had set his sights on the Jiang family.

The matter discussed with Jun Jiuchen should not be delayed any further, otherwise there will be complications.

And until she was sure enough that she could escape unscathed, she didn't want to confront the Marquis's Mansion head-on.

All success or failure will depend on tomorrow...