The mistress has no feelings, why do you provoke her?

When Song Jinshu noticed that Zhou's expression was a bit off, and recalling all that had happened before, his face immediately darkened.

He had secretly inquired before and found out that Zhou was very harsh on Song Wenjun.

Not only did they treat her like a maid, but they also constantly set rules for her.

To spare Song Wenjun from suffering, he sent a large sum of silver to the Marquis's mansion, hoping to give her enough confidence and reduce her hardship.

Unexpectedly, these people eat meat without spitting out the bones.

How dare they treat his sister like that?

"Where is my sister?" Song Jinshu emphasized.

Seeing that she couldn't hide it any longer, Madam Zhou simply admitted it: "She didn't come home last night, so I punished her by making her stand facing the wall in the ancestral hall to reflect on her mistakes. Does Master Song want to interfere in the affairs of my Marquis's mansion?"

She thought Song Jinshu would be intimidated, but to her surprise, Song Jinshu chuckled and said, "It is indeed inconvenient for me to interfere in the affairs of the Marquis's household. As for the matter of the Marquis's household, the reason why Wenjun did not come home at night was because she came to me to talk about the Marquis wanting a promotion and asked me for money. I thought we were all family and should help each other if I could, but now it seems..."

Song Jinshu looked coldly at Zhou Shi and snorted: "Since the Marquis's Mansion regards me, Song, as an outsider, then I, Song, will not shamelessly stick to the Marquis's Mansion. Farewell."

After saying that, he ordered, "Men, take the silver back to me."

Inside the courtyard was a large red box filled with silver ingots.

At Song Jinshu's command, his attendants picked up the box and followed him outside.

Zhou felt the fat duck in her mouth was about to escape, and disregarding her status and face, she hurriedly chased after it: "Master Song, let's talk this out, let's talk this out."

She tried to stop Song Jinshu from leaving, but he brushed her hand away and strode away with a gloomy face.

"It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! If Wenjun had told me she was doing it for Huaizhou, would I have punished her? In the end, it's just that the child is too naive. Master Song, please listen to me..."

It would be a miracle if Song Jinshu listened to her; this was originally something Song Wenjun had instructed him to do.

If we don't take this opportunity to cut ties completely with the Gu family, they will continue to leech off the Song family in the future.

As Zhou watched Song Jinshu pack the box back into the carriage, she stamped her feet in regret: "Oh dear, what should we do? What should we do?"

Her behavior was so disgusting that even Madam Min couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly.

The way Hua'er's wife takes her family's money for granted is truly disgusting.

Zhou paid no attention to Min, focusing only on the money.

If it weren't for her, this box of silver could have been enough for the Marquis's mansion to live on for two years.

Now that the money has vanished and Gu Huaizhou has been demoted, how will he survive from now on?

"Mother, let's go back first. There are so many people outside." Madam Min helped Madam Zhou back to the courtyard. Just as they reached the door, they heard an angry roar from inside: "Are you satisfied now? My official rank has been demoted, and I've become the laughingstock of the whole city. Are you satisfied now?"

"You're going to hold this ridiculous victory celebration banquet? I'll let you do it..."

Bang, bang, bang, the sounds of smashing and breaking came from inside the house.

The maids and servants screamed and ran out. When they saw Zhou standing in the courtyard, they were all so frightened that they knelt down on the ground.

Zhou's face turned as white as a sheet. Although Gu Huaizhou did not name names, he was clearly coming for her.

She was the one who organized the celebration banquet, and she was the one who wanted to shut down Song Wenjun.

Now she has offended both her own son and the Song family, and is caught in the middle.

Zhou was too ashamed to go back inside. With red eyes, she was helped back to her own courtyard.

She already had a foot injury, and this anger made her fall ill.

Lying on the bed, Madam Zhou weakly ordered, "Go, release the young mistress. The manor cannot be without someone in charge."

Seeing this, Madam Min became even more displeased; it seemed she was nothing but a joke.

She was busy running around, but she couldn't even compare to Song Wenjun's efforts.

I suffered a lot, but never received a kind word.

That's really frustrating.

Whether she liked it or not, Song Wenjun was eventually released, and the power to manage the household remained in her hands.

Madam Zhou instructed everyone in the mansion to keep their mouths shut and not to reveal that Master Song had come.

Song Wenjun pretended not to know anything, and shed a few worthless tears in front of Gu Huaizhou. Then she turned around and went to Jiang Miaoyin to complain: "Sister-in-law, you have to help me. The mansion is in chaos right now, and I really can't be in two places at once."

Ever since Jiang Miaoyin and Gu Huaizhou fell into the water, Zhou Shi has confined her to the courtyard and forbade her from going anywhere.

What happened outside naturally didn't reach Jiang Miaoyin's ears.

Jiang Miaoyin looked puzzled and asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"It's the Marquis..." Song Wenjun immediately began her performance: "He didn't know who he offended, he was demoted and flogged, his entire back is covered in blood and gore, the doctor said tonight is a critical night, if the wound gets infected, I'm afraid he'll... he'll..."

At this point, Song Wenjun choked up.

Jiang Miaoyin was pacing anxiously, but she couldn't show it too much, so she could only suppress her anxiety and ask, "What happened?"

“He’s gone.” Song Wenjun sobbed.

Jiang Miaoyin slumped into her chair, completely dumbfounded: "How could things have turned out like this?"

"It was my cousin who begged my mother to go to Huguo Temple to offer incense. Fearing for her safety on the way, she asked the Marquis to escort her. Who knew they would encounter bandits? The Marquis clearly performed a meritorious service, but somehow he was punished." Song Wenjun deliberately smeared Xue Qingwan's reputation, letting them fight like dogs.

Sure enough, Jiang Miaoyin was filled with jealousy upon hearing this: "She's just a cousin, how dare she boss people around in the mansion? Now that something's happened, she can't expect to stay out of it. Wenjun, you're too magnanimous. That cousin is clearly not a good person. Can you tolerate her taking advantage of you?"

She even wanted Song Wenjun to fight Xue Qingwan, but Song Wenjun was not about to fall for her trick.

She wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, crying uncontrollably: "She is my mother-in-law's niece. Even if I don't want to, so what? My mother-in-law has told me that she wants to take my cousin as a concubine. If the Marquis is willing, I have no objection."

Jiang Miaoyin was so angry at her disappointed look that she almost ground her teeth to powder.

I've seen cowards before, but I've never seen anyone this cowardly.

She patted Song Wenjun's hand in a pretentious manner, as if to protect her, and said, "Don't worry, as long as I'm in this manor, I won't let anyone bully you. If you're too embarrassed to take action against that young lady, I'll do it for you."

"Oh, this isn't a good idea."

"Don't worry about it, leave this to me."

Song Wenjun hurriedly added, "Then I'll have to trouble you with my husband's side as well. My mother-in-law is seriously ill and I have to go and take care of her. I shouldn't be troubling you, but you know how strict my mother-in-law has always been with me."

Jiang Miaoyin couldn't be happier. She put on a worried expression and said to Song Wenjun, "Don't worry, I'll take care of things here."