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Chapter 87: Counting against others

When Princess Shunshu heard that something had happened to her beloved son, she hurried to the outer yard, but she didn't care about Jiang Yan'er who was still sitting in the side hall... She forgot, but Mrs. Ji did not forget and asked two maids to escort Jiang Yan'er out.

When Jiang Yan'er arrived at the second gate, Princess Shunshu and Jiang Yin had already gotten on the carriage and were about to leave. Jiang Yan'er was so angry that her face turned black. She climbed into the car, and asked sternly: "Mom, you only have him in your eyes. Am I not your biological child?"

"Yan'er, your brother hurt his leg. Mom is anxious for a while and will forget that you are still in the Ji family. Mom doesn't mean it, don't be angry." Princess Shunshu said guiltily.

"He deserves it!" Jiang Yan'er hated Jiang Yin, who is famous for her.

"What are you talking about? He is your eldest brother." Princess Shunshu scolded unhappily.

Jiang Yan'er snorted coldly and turned her head away in disgust. She would rather not have this big brother.

Jiang Yin's left leg was broken and he fainted at this time. When he returned to the princess's mansion, he asked the imperial physician to collect the bones for him.

Dr. Li fiddled with it for a few times, and Jiang Yin woke up in pain and screamed, "Mom, it hurts so much, it hurts so much!"

"Doctor Li, be gentle." Princess Shunshu held two teardrops and pinched the silk parsley into dried vegetables with both hands.

"Princess, the young master's leg bone is broken. If he doesn't connect well, one leg will be long and the other will be short in the future." Doctor Li pressed his hand under Jiang Yin's legs, and his expression was serious and authentic.

"Yin'er, hold on, and it's okay to take it." Princess Shunshu turned to persuade Jiang Yin.

Doctor Li lowered his head and continued to hold Jiang Yin's bones. He did not do anything lightly, and Jiang Yin was so painful that he was yelling at the slightest. Princess Shunshu's legs became weak and her courage broke into tears.

Jiang Shaoli, the son-in-law who was drinking in a restaurant, was found, "What's going on?"

"He went to the right prime minister's mansion to be a guest, intending to climb the wall and peek at the inner courtyard, but fell off the wall and broke his leg." Jiang Yan'er sat on the chair beside her and said gloatingly.

Jiang Shaoli's face was gloomy, "Why do you want to climb the wall and peek into the inner courtyard?"

"I..." Jiang Yin lowered his head in fear.

"It's nothing. He just climbed the wall and played naughtyly, but fell down accidentally." Princess Shunshu winked and signaled that there was an outsider there.

Jiang Shaoli looked at Doctor Li and said politely: "I'm going to ask Doctor Li to worry about my child's legs."

"Treatment and saving lives is the duty of a doctor, and the subordinates do their best." Doctor Li said without raising his head.

After Jiang Yin screamed for another stick of incense, his legs were finally tied with a splint, and Doctor Li said goodbye and left.

Jiang Shaoli was about to ask about the situation, but Jiang Yin shouted: "I want a small answer."

Jiang Shaoli glared at Jiang Yin fiercely, turned around and walked out. Princess Shunshu took Jiang Yan'er out of the room and asked the maid to go in and serve Jiang Yin.

"Ah! Ah!" Two screams came from the house.

Princess Shunshu asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"

"Princess, young master... he... is all blood." The maid said in a trembling voice.

Jiang Shaoli rushed in, blood red in the urinal, "Call Doctor Li back quickly."

Doctor Li, who was not far from the Princess's Mansion, was invited back again. When he looked at the urinal, his face changed slightly, and he took a pulse. "Please untie the middle clothes and let the officials take a look."

Doctor Li fiddled with Jiang Yin's lower body with his hands.

"Ouch!" Jiang Yin cried in pain.

Doctor Li frowned with his eyebrows, "Mr. Prince Consort, please borrow a step to speak."

Jiang Shaoli followed Dr. Li to the door, and Dr. Li whispered: "Young master fell from a high place and injured that place. He may not have any children in the future."

"How could he be so seriously injured?" Princess Shunshu's face was pale, unable to believe that the pink walls that partitioned the inner and outer courtyards were only six feet high.

"Doctor Li, you want to save the child. He is only nineteen years old." Jiang Shaoli and Princess Shunshu only have one son and one daughter. Jiang Yin cannot give birth to children, so the incense was cut off in his room.

"The officials are not good at medical skills and cannot save the young master. The prince consort, please ask for another wise man." Doctor Li bowed and left quickly without waiting for Jiang Shaoli to speak.

"Come here, take the post and go and invite the Huang Yuan magistrate to the mansion." Jiang Shaoli said in a deep voice.

The princess's mansion was busy asking the imperial physician to treat Jiang Yin, and Song Ruoxi in Taohua Temple was busy copying scriptures, "Senior brother, if I don't come today, who do you want to copy this "Great Compassion Mantra"?"

"Amitabha, whenever you come, you will copy it." Jingyu smiled indifferently, turned around and went out, and told Xiangxiu and Qinghe to stay outside. She went to the lay Buddhist building to talk to Ji Yun. Song Lian and Song Huai were wandering in the Peach Garden, and they did not believe in Buddhism.

Song Ruoxi sat cross-legged on the cushion, with a table of books in front of him, rolled up his sleeves, held a pen, and copied the scriptures. The white jade Guanyin statue sat upright on the Buddha's niche with a smile, the Buddha's light was soaring, and the blue smoke curled up on the incense burner to calm his mind.

"Namo Heladana, Dorayeye. Namo Ah Yaya, Polujie Emperor, Shuobolaya. Bodhisattva Po... Badaya. Savaha." After copying the "Great Compassion Mantra", Song Ruoxi continued to copy the second time. His impetuous heart gradually calmed down in this stroke, as if he had returned to Jinglian Temple, and his mood was pure.

After copying ten times, Song Ruoxi put down his pen and knelt in front of the Baiyu Guanyin statue, holding a wooden hammer in one hand and a rosary in the other, knocking on a wooden fish, and reciting a sutra. It was not until noon that he was using vegetarian food that he left the Zen room and went to the small vegetarian hall to accompany Ji Yun to use the lunch.

Ji Yun and his children Yu Shen Shi were leaving Taohua Temple, and brought four bags of peach blossom tea, three jars of peach blossom wine and a tray of peach blossom cakes from Jingyu. He sent Ji Yun and others away. Jingyu wrote a letter and the scriptures copied by Song Ruoxi, and sent someone to Jinglian Temple. Huijin recognized Song Ruoxi's words, and saw the font of the font, and knew the mood of the writer. When he saw the fifth picture, the sadness in his eyes faded and he nodded with a smile.

When she returned home, Song Lian and Song Huai went to the study. Song Ruoxi followed Ji Yun to the main courtyard, sat down in the warm room, and left the maid, "Mom, I want to go to the temple every nine days from now on to copy scriptures."

Ji Yun was shocked, "Why?"

"The reward of good and evil is like a shadow following; the glitz of the world disturbs the mind." Song Ruoxi looked at Ji Yun with deep eyes, "On the fourth day of the first lunar month, I had evil thoughts and wanted to use the Buddha's light to be compassionate, and I still had a clear mind."

Ji Yun frowned, "Xi'er, you did nothing wrong with that day."

"Mom, I made a move that day, but I did nothing wrong. What I am afraid of is that I will take the initiative to harm people in the future." Song Ruoxi frowned, and she didn't want to turn into a fish eyeball.

"Silly boy, how can you doubt yourself so much?" Ji Yun sighed lightly, her eyes tangled. Before her daughter could experience the dirty things in the house, she was worried that her hands would be stained with blood. How could she be so soft?

"I am not doubting myself, I am just reminding myself not to be harmful to others. It is not a good way to use evil to control evil." Song Ruoxi said in a righteous manner.

Ji Yun looked at her and said for a long time, "Mom can promise you to come to the temple to copy the scriptures, but you must also promise your mother that you must not have the intention of becoming a monk."

"Mom, don't worry, Buddhism will not accept secular people like me." Song Ruoxi said with a smile.

"Third wife, the old lady of the Ji family has sent someone over." Rong Qiao reported outside the door.

"Let her come in." Ji Yun said in a deep voice.

The person sent by the Ji family invited An and sent two letters. One was written by Mrs. Ji and the other was written by Ji Qiang. Ji Yun read Mrs. Ji Yun's eyes were cold and Princess Shunshu was really too bullying! After reading Ji Qiang's letter, the corners of her lips raised, and her sister was so powerful, she handed the letter to Song Ruoxi, "You can take a look too!"

Song Ruoxi was furious when he saw Mrs. Ji's letter. This damn Princess Shunshu and this damn Jiang Yin saw Ji Qiang's letter and said, "Auntie is so cruel."

"Ruch?" Ji Yun sneered, with a sharp and vicious look on her face, and she took advantage of this to hit her daughter. "A woman's reputation is more important than life. Princess Shunshu wants your life, and she ruins your life. Your aunt just wants her son's descendants, but she doesn't want his life. She has shown mercy. Xi'er, you must remember that you cannot be kind to the evil people, otherwise you will only suffer."

Song Ruoxi lowered her head and sighed. She just said that using evil to control evil is not a good way, but her aunt used evil to control evil and solved a problem for her.

My daughter is no better than my son. She can say anything serious. Her daughter is delicate and cannot scare her. After a harsh expression, Ji Yun reached out and hugged her daughter in her arms and said softly: "Xi'er, it's not bad to be kind, but it depends on the partner. You can be lenient with small matters, but it involves life and death. You must not be lenient with them."

"Mom, I understand." Song Ruoxi smiled faintly. She just forgot that in this society, a woman's reputation is crucial, so she feels that she is not at a disadvantage, and that Ji Qiang is too ruthless. Now it seems that what she can persist is not to take the initiative to harm others. She is willing to make good relationships with others, but she is not the Holy Mother and cannot repay her grievances with kindness.

Ji Yun gently patted Song Ruoxi on the back, and there was a sigh in her eyes. She could control her daughter-in-law if she got married. She was good or bad. She wanted to protect her daughter. She didn't have to protect her. She had to choose a good marriage for her daughter. Two nephews? Two nephews? Two kids from the Yi family? Who should I choose? Frown, why didn't those people who went to investigate the situation of the boy from the Lu family come back? It's really a delay.

Song Ruoxi didn't know what Ji Yun was thinking, so she snuggled quietly in her arms.

The next morning, Song Sui went out early, Song Lian took Song Huai to the Ji family, and Ji Yun took his three daughters to pay tribute to Old Mrs. Song.

What surprised Song Ruoxi was that Song Ruojie was not with Mrs. Song. In the room, Xiao Jiang took Song Ruoying to joke with Mrs. Song. Song Ruo was eating pastries with all his heart. Song Ruoyan and Wen sat on the chair with their eyes closed and looked at the patterns on their clothes. Song Ruohan and Song Ruoqing were studying the porcelain bottle on the coffee table, and the other was silently counting the peach blossom petals inserted in the big spring bottle.

When Ji Yun came in, even Song Ruoman, a foodie, stood up. Song Ruoying was still sitting in her seat as usual.

After saluting and greetings, Ji Yun and his daughter sat down, and the maid presented hot tea.

"Old lady, second lady, second girl is here." The maid's announcement came in, and Song Ruoxi was surprised. Did Song Ruojie go to pay tribute to her second aunt? Or did she meet her on the road?

Seeing Song Ruojie come in with Ouyang, Old Mrs. Song's face became a little gloomy. She stared at Song Ruojie and did not ask the two of them to get up for a long time.

Ouyang experienced the trick of Old Mrs. Song's prank countless times, and he bent his knees and squatted without moving. But Song Ruojie couldn't stand it and her body was shaking.

"Grandmother." With Song Ruojie's deliberate plea, Song Ruoying had a good relationship with her and pulled the sleeves of the old lady Song.

"Get up." Old Mrs. Song seemed to be as good as Song Ruojie and Song Ruoying, but in fact, she loved Song Ruoying even more, and Song Ruojie had no blood relationship with her.

Song Rujie didn't seem to care about the old lady Song's power at all. She smiled and Ruchu walked to Song Ruying and took a small purse from her sleeve. "Three sisters, I'll make the purse you want for you. I just met my mother on the road. My mother said that this pattern is very suitable for the third sisters."

When Old Mrs. Song heard this, her face calmed down. A sneer flashed across Ouyang's lips. This girl wanted to step on two boats, but it was too late. Will she be coaxed by those kind words? This girl really underestimated her.

After a while, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law chatted for a while, the old lady Song said she was tired and sent everyone away. When she left, Xiao Jiang took Song Ruoying to the conference hall. Song Ruojie was secretly annoyed, but there was no way to do it, and she was mixed.

The others scattered, and Song Ruoyan, who was always walking at the end, stood beside Song Ruojie like a ghost, and said softly: "I think of thousands of roads at night, but I still sell tofu in the Ming Dynasty."

Song Ruojie looked at her with a squinted look, "I've gotten engaged. As long as I leave this door, I don't have to sell tofu. But you don't even have to sell tofu."

Song Ruoyan raised her lips and smiled without retorting, and turned around and left. Her two maids hurriedly followed. Song Ruojie looked at Song Ruoyan's distant figure, her eyes were confused. At night, she thought a lot. Grandmother and aunt loved her on the surface. She had to flatter her legitimate mother and could not marry with a thin dressing dowry. In that case, she would be looked down upon by her in-laws. But when she saw her grandmother's face changed, she felt scared. She could not lose her grandmother's favor. What should she do?

When Ouyang and Ji Yun and his daughter walked to the fork road, Ouyang smiled and said, "Three brothers and sisters, go to my place and sit!"

"Okay." Ji Yun responded with a smile and asked the old lady to serve Song Ruoxi's sisters and three back to Zhuyinyuan.

In order to thank the two concubines for the shoes they sent yesterday, Song Ruoxi took the initiative to invite her to sit in the yard for a cup of tea. Song Ruochi and Song Ruojuan went there happily.

The three sisters sat down in the warm trunk. Song Ruoxi smiled and ordered: "Xiangduo, soak the peach blossom tea and send it."

The fragrant tea was brewed and brought it up. Before the drink was drunk, the fragrance of flowers had already floated out.

"What a fragrant tea!" Song Ruochi praised.

Song Ruojuan tasted it, "So sweet."

"There is honey inside." Song Ruoxi smiled and took a sip of tea. "The flower tea is beautiful. When you go back later, you will bring a pack of it back to drink."

The two of them quickly stood up to thank them.

The three of them drank tea and talked for a few words. When Xiangduo was about to continue the second tea in Song Ruo's pool cup, the sound of a maid paying tribute to Song Lian and Song Huai came from outside the door.

"Sister, I bought these two rabbits for you to play with." Song Huai put two colorful rabbit bamboo baskets in Song Ruoxi and smiled flatteringly.

Song Lian put his face away and raised his lips slightly.

Song Ruoxi knew that the colorful rabbit was dyed when he saw it, but if the elder brother didn't expose it, she would certainly not expose it. She smiled and said, "Thank you Huai'er, sister likes it very much!"
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