After the arranged marriage, she farms and survives under the tutelage of the villainous boss.

"The spring and autumn imperial examinations for this year have already begun, but not a single one of us students is willing to take them. Does the imperial court have no explanation for this?"

"The people outside are starving to death. There are refugees everywhere along the way. Only Bianjing is indulging in extravagance and debauchery. Only the people here can barely survive."

"The Censorate is the closest place to the Emperor, so why is it unwilling to handle these matters, instead trying to silence us? They've punished all of us who voiced our opinions..."

As Xie Yang spoke, his voice grew louder with each sentence.

The soldiers who were suppressing the rebellion were all exhausted.

But no one in the brightly lit Inspectorate responded.

Jiang Zhiyun had long since lost faith in this so-called Censorate. It was merely a venue provided by the Emperor to further his own ambitions; in short, it was nothing more than a lackey.

The person in charge was not an upright person, and the officials in charge were all used to suppression.

When they went to the Northwest and Southwest, they used force to suppress the rebellion. They had no brains and didn't want to care. This cold treatment was just a way to make them back down when things got tough.

Furthermore, there are too many literati. Among the literati Xie Yang brought are the sons of high-ranking officials from various regions, many of whom have intricate relationships with the court. Otherwise, if they were ordinary people with no connection to Bianjing, they might have been dealt with long ago!

"This won't work, Xie Yang," Jiang Zhiyun said very seriously. "They want to avoid it, they don't want to respond, and if they get annoyed, they'll just capture us all and kill us."

"We are in a passive position."

"If that's the case, if we want them to ignore it, we'll find a way to make them have no choice but to ignore it!"

Literati look down upon each other.

Looking at Jiang Zhiyun, this unknown woman, directing them to find a better way, and saying that their methods were useless and no one would acknowledge them.

“My lady has never been involved in these things before, so you don’t understand.”

"We are here now because Lord Lu Shao is imprisoned inside."

“I’ve tried other places as well, but I couldn’t really get anywhere with them.”

"I even thought of walking along the street and leading everyone to kneel at the gate of the imperial city, begging the emperor and his ministers, but without exception, no one was willing to come out and take a look."

Jiang Zhiyun said, "Since that's the case, and we've tried so many methods, why not give me a try?"

Everyone looked at Xie Yang in bewilderment.

Xie Yang nodded: "My aunt is my uncle Xie Shuheng's wife. She is a very wise person. Most people know me because I have the books and posthumous works of the late Zhuang Yusheng. But actually, all of Zhuang Yusheng's books were passed down to my aunt. My uncle was Zhuang Yusheng's disciple."

"It was also because of my aunt that I was able to receive this true teaching."

When this was said, someone else also said:

"After the Zhang family moved to the Northeast, they said that all their books and works would be preserved for Madam Jiang. This shows that Madam Jiang deserves our utmost respect."

With that said, all the previous dissenting voices have now disappeared.

Everyone looked at Jiang Zhiyun, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Several sensible people even knelt down and said, "We are now relying on our passion. Before, Lord Lu Shao told us what to do and told Xie Yang to discuss a solution, which was helpful at first. But now that Lord Lu Shao is in trouble, we really don't know what to do."

Jiang Zhiyun said, "The drum for petitioning."

"When I was in the southwest, I knocked on the imperial city and it went unheard. Now that I'm here in Bianjing, I'm knocking on it."

"If no one from the palace comes, I won't stop."

Xie Yang frowned: "Beating the Dengwen Drum will result in twenty strokes of the cane. I'll go instead. My aunt definitely won't be able to take it."

Jiang Zhiyun shook her head: "Xie Shuheng's army is at the city gates, and Lu Shao has been captured. You can at least keep the scholars calm here. I'll go and tell the Emperor about this matter properly. Don't forget, Xie Yang, I am still the wife of the General of the Cavalry."

"Besides these twenty strokes of the cane, if I were to enter the palace, Xie Shuheng, with his numerous military achievements, would surely make sure those hypocrites are never seen as good people in history if he were to harm me!"

I looked at the sky and it was already late.

"Then let's do it tomorrow."

"Today."

"The drumbeats can only be heard clearly at night."

Jiang Zhiyun walked at the very front, followed by scholars and students. The group grew larger and larger, and word spread quickly.

Upon arriving at the Dengwen Drum, the person they encountered was not a stranger, but Xu Ping'an.

Xu Pingan was taken aback when he saw Jiang Zhiyun approaching: "Why are you here?"

"Zhiyun, why do you still want to get involved in this kind of thing! You should wait until Xie Shuheng dies, then I can help you clear your name again, and then you can marry me."

"I can overlook the time you locked me in the cellar last time."

"Oh? That's because you were too stupid, that's why I locked you up. Didn't you get rescued later and escape from the cellar?"

“I remember all of these things.”

Jiang Zhiyun said this very calmly, not even taking it to heart, which made Xu Ping'an angry.

"How can you be so dismissive!"

“Jiang Zhiyun, I later learned that you deliberately imprisoned me. Those people from the Surveillance Department came to your house looking for me, afraid that I would reveal the secret of the equipment storehouse. Xie Shuheng’s men not only followed the clues to find the equipment storehouse, but also killed all those people.”

"You two are quite adept at singing in unison."

"Do you know how much effort it took to rescue me! How long was I beaten when I returned to Bianjing? How long did it take to find a new patron?"

Xu Pingan wanted to slap Jiang Zhiyun, and the harsh words were on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't say them in the end.

He hurt her in his past life, so he definitely can't say anything unpleasant in this life... After all, Xu Ping'an only realized how important Jiang Zhiyun was to him after recalling these memories.

"No matter how much I suffered, I can let bygones be bygones."

“Yunniang, as long as you are willing to wait for me a little longer and stop making a fuss, I am willing to not mind that you have been slept with by Xie Shuheng.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhiyun slapped him across the face.

"Xu Ping'an, have some self-awareness. I'm not Jiang Zhiwan, and I'm not stupid."

"I only feel sorry for myself for marrying you in my past life."

Jiang Zhiyun hit him, and there were so many literati and scholars behind him.

Everyone is laughing at Xu Ping'an right now.

Xu Ping'an was a person who cared a lot about his reputation, and now that Jiang Zhiyun had done something like this, he was going crazy!

"Jiang Zhiyun!"

"You dare hit me?"

"Wei Yu is willing to seek my protection, so why can't you? I've been reborn. Do you really think Xie Shuheng can compare to my memories from two lifetimes?"