After being reborn with my scumbag ex-husband, I became his sister-in-law.

Upon hearing this, Madam He also turned her gaze to He Yunce, who remained silent.

She also felt that her grandson was too idle, wandering around the inner quarters every day. What kind of behavior was that?

Madam He concealed her disappointment and displeasure: "Yun Ce, if you have plenty of free time, go out and socialize, and see how you can get a minor official position."

Madam He spoke very directly, and her tone carried a hint of reproach:

"Now that your elder brother is unconscious, you must also shoulder the responsibilities of the Marquis's mansion and learn from your brother's former ways. Instead of hiding at home all day, spying on your sister-in-law and brother's private affairs!"

"How dare you divorce your sister-in-law? Don't mention this matter again!"

Madam He was dissatisfied and spoke without regard for outsiders or servants, making He Yunze's face turn pale and then red.

He lost all face!

Upon hearing this, Physician Liu hurriedly bowed and took his leave, and the servants all lowered their eyes.

He Yunze felt Song Xizhi's amused gaze lingering on him. He gritted his teeth and straightened his back.

"No need for Grandmother to worry, I have my own plans. Soon, a benefactor who appreciates me will come to introduce me."

Upon hearing this, Song Xizhi suppressed the urge to laugh.

Could the "benefactor" He Yunze mentioned be referring to Xin Kaiji, the Vice Minister of the Imperial Secretariat?

In her previous life, her uncle's illness was beyond cure and there was no hope of recovery. Her maternal grandfather resigned on her behalf. Because he was concerned about her, he made a point of mentioning He Yunce.

After his maternal uncle's death, Lord Xin was deeply saddened and paid special attention to his maternal grandfather's words. In the end, he recommended He Yunce and had He Yunce appointed as the Left Remonstrance Official.

Because of his uncle's influence, Lord Xin continued to guide He Yunce in every way, showing him great patience and frequently promoting him.

Because she was afraid that He Yunze would feel inferior, she did not explain the reason to him, but only said that Lord Xin admired him very much.

Unexpectedly, He Yunze believed it to be true and still thinks about it in this life!

When Madam He heard He Yunze's words, she clearly did not believe them.

She was somewhat exasperated by her good-for-nothing grandson, and simply said, "There's a vacancy for a proofreader in the Secretariat, a ninth-rank official position. Your father got it for you. Go there tomorrow."

Although the position of Proofreader is not high, it is a good one, with a relaxed job, generous benefits, and a bright future.

If one is capable enough, one can be promoted very quickly, and is hailed by the world as "a good choice for scholars to start their careers".

But when he heard it was a ninth-rank official position, he refused without hesitation: "A mere ninth-rank official? How long would it take to be promoted to the seventh rank?"

Upon hearing this, Madam He stared at him in shock: "You're not satisfied with this? Do you know how many connections your father pulled to get you into this position?"

He Yunze was naturally dissatisfied.

He knew how to choose between the seventh and ninth ranks.

Furthermore, Lord Xin here appreciates him and promotes him in every way. If he went elsewhere, even though he has real skills, it wouldn't be so easy for him.

He was even thinking of replicating his previous life's official career, becoming the fastest-rising and youngest prime minister in history, and making Ruo'an a first-rank imperial consort!

"Please ask Grandmother to help me refuse Father. I already have a better place to go than this position as a school librarian."

Madam He's eyes widened in disbelief, thinking that her grandson had simply gone mad.

"Yun Ce! In life and in business, never be arrogant and underestimate your abilities! Your brother went to the army hiding his identity and rose through the ranks from an unknown soldier!"

Brother! Brother! It's my brother again!

Upon hearing this, He Yunze's face instantly darkened. Without a word, he turned around and left the room.

He Yunze felt that his grandmother had always favored his elder brother since childhood and always liked to bring up his elder brother.

But no matter how powerful my brother is, he's still lying in a coma, a living dead man.

In the end, won't he just die and pass away?

He Yunce is the one who can shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Marquis's mansion!

When he becomes prime minister and the Marquis's mansion prospers because of him, Grandmother will realize how wrong she was to say such things!

He Yunze infuriated Old Madam He to the point of rage. She clutched her chest and was helped to a soft couch by Song Xizhi. She rested for a while before she came to her senses.

Song Ruoan, who was standing still, hesitated for a moment after looking at Madam He's expression before running straight out the door to catch up with He Yunce.

"Husband! Husband! Please slow down."

Hearing Song Ruoan's voice, He Yunce slowed down and waited for Song Ruoan to catch up with him.

Song Ruoan pondered Madam He's words from earlier, feeling somewhat anxious, and was panting as she ran: "Husband, are you really not going to the Secretariat tomorrow?"

Opportunities don't wait for anyone; if you don't go tomorrow, it will be too late to regret it later.

When He Yunze saw Song Ruoan's flushed face, his anger subsided considerably.

He affectionately stroked Song Ruoan's face: "Do you think your husband is only worthy of a lowly ninth-rank official?"

"With such a minor official position, when will I be able to fulfill my promise to you as a first-rank imperial lady?"

"Don't worry, Vice Minister Xin will promote me to the position of Left Remonstrance Official, a seventh-rank position, which is a position where I can show my face in front of His Majesty."

Hearing He Yunce's confident words, Song Ruoan's doubts vanished.

His certainty must mean he's already spoken to Lord Xin!

Once you enter officialdom, you'll be a seventh-rank official before His Majesty, with a limitless future ahead of you!

Her eyes sparkled, and she immediately thought the man in front of her was incredibly handsome.

If He Yunce could rise to prominence and allow her to enjoy a first-class life, then Song Ruoan felt that she could actually tolerate his shortcomings!

On the other side, after Madam He left, Song Xizhi packed his medicine box and took a carriage to his maternal grandfather's house.

The Su family was a family of scholars and officials for generations. Su Shaoyuan rose to the rank of Grand Counselor. In the first half of his life, he upheld the Su family tradition of impartiality and non-partisanship, making him a completely loyal and upright official.

However, later, due to the dethronement of the late empress, he spoke out to the emperor to dissuade him, which displeased the emperor, and he was demoted to the position of Assistant Minister of Justice, far away from the political center, until his retirement.

As Song Xizhi was thinking, she felt the carriage beneath her stop, and Wu Mama whispered in her ear, "Miss, we have arrived at the Su residence."

She was helped down from the carriage by Granny Wu, and there her maternal grandparents were already waiting at the door.

The old-fashioned eldest uncle, Su Mingren, dressed in a blue robe, stood at the door with his arms crossed, waiting for her, despite his sour expression.

In his previous life, Song Xi did not have close contact with his maternal grandfather's family. The main reason for this was that he was afraid of his serious maternal uncle, who was not only cunning and sharp-tongued, but also had a temper as bad as a stinking rock in a latrine.

In his past life, whenever Song Xizhi saw him, he would try to stay far away. If he couldn't avoid him, he would silently respond to whatever Song Xizhi said.

Then he wouldn't listen to a single word.

"Zhizhi, you're here!" Su Shaoyuan grinned as he looked at the person getting off the carriage.

Maternal grandmother Zheng also stepped forward and held Song Xizhi's hand tightly, saying, "Good child, good child, you've grown up!"

Looking at her grandmother's graying temples, Song Xizhi's eyes welled up with tears. Just as she was about to speak, Su Mingren's voice suddenly rang out:

“Once you’re married, you shouldn’t wear such brightly colored clothes. I think dark green and dark blue are more suitable for your status.”

Song Xizhi's lips twitched suddenly.

Where does this old-fashioned person get their aesthetic sense from?

In this life, she's determined to clean up this stinking rock in the latrine!