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"You say you're just a scholar, not taking the imperial examination, yet you clamor every day about punishing evil and promoting goodness. What's the meaning of this?"
Wen Zhi wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiling shyly.
"I passed the exam, but my ranking was surpassed by the young master of Prime Minister's Mansion."
I looked at him in confusion, is it Prime Minister's Mansion again?
So, the young master of Prime Minister's Mansion took his place, Prime Minister's Mansion felt sorry for him, so they let him become a teacher? Unexpectedly, he was then accused by Prime Minister's Mansion's daughter and suffered slander in return.
Just because he's honest, he's easy to bully?
Anger surged within me, and I tightened my grip on the sword.
"Deceiving people too much, find them!"
Prime Minister's Mansion is still heavily guarded, outsiders are forbidden to enter.
"Xia, let's just forget it." Wen Zhi tugged at my sleeve.
I brushed his hand away, hmph, I don't believe they won't come out!
After waiting for two days, the Marquis's daughter finally came out. Taking advantage of the opportunity while she was buying rouge, I knocked her out and abducted her from the store. Her entourage didn't catch up to me, and hurried back to report to the Marquis.
I took Wen Zhi to a dilapidated temple, intending to wait for her to wake up and clarify the slander against Wen Zhi. But she didn't buy it at all, and even threatened to have her father send people to kill me.
I smirked and drew my sword, holding it against her neck.
"I want to see if you have the guts for it."
Wen Zhi held my hand and said, "Think twice, Ms."
I naturally wouldn't dare to harm her. If I were to cut the Marquis's daughter, my master would surely skin me alive. I was just trying to scare her, but who knew she would faint at the slightest fright.
I have a headache.
her father is not stupid. He will definitely figure it out after some time. I glanced at Wen Zhi.
"Go get some water and wake her up."
After some effort, she finally woke up.
She tearfully expressed her willingness to talk to her father about Wen Zhi's matter, and also apologized to Wen Zhi to clear his name.
I was very relieved and sent her back.
Prime Minister's Mansion A group of people gathered at the door, all just onlookers.
"Tell me... what's really going on?" I pulled out my sword and pressed it against her waist. She cried so pitifully, like a weeping pear blossom, which made me feel sorry for her.
Finally, the ins and outs of the matter were clarified, causing a stir around, but the Lord's face grew darker and darker.
"I've said everything I need to say. Sir, I'm sorry. Please spare me," she looked at Wen Zhi, her makeup all smudged from crying.
Wen Zhi can't bear to turn away, quietly whispers in my ear.
"Since you've confessed, why not just let it go."
I gave him a white look and said, "Didn't you see how bad her father looked? If we let her go, can we still get away unscathed? Besides, don't you want to seek justice for being impersonated?"
Wen Zhi pursed his lips and smiled, "Forget it, I'm also happy to be free, as long as they don't bother me in the future."
I am speechless. Did I really go through all this trouble just to clear his name?
In the end, I agreed to release the woman in my hands, but only after we safely left, the lord said with a stern face, "Let them go!"
After running for a while, I decided to let her go. She ran away in a hurry, and I tried to catch up with her on horseback, telling her to wait, but she ran even faster.
I looked at the horse in my hand and fell into contemplation. It was originally meant for her to ride back, but now things have turned out differently.
I patted the horse's back and looked at Wen Zhi: "Get on, what are you waiting for."
Wen Zhi blushed, took a step back and bowed: "Ms., you can sit, I'll lead from the front."
I was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so I reached out, grabbed his clothes, and threw him onto the horse. Then I mounted the horse myself.
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