"My master said that I fell from the rockery to the pond and almost drowned. Something was strange. I suspected that someone wanted to harm me. Just in case, when I came back, my master arranged for them to protect me in secret..." Song Ruoxi took the opportunity to lead the past. She originally planned to investigate privately by taking advantage of Song Ruochi's affairs. Even if Song Ruochi fell into the water, she wanted to make it artificial and punish Aunt Xu and her daughter legitimately. However, when Wu and Mei's accident appeared, she had to use this incident to divert Ji Yun's attention.

Ji Yun also suspected that someone wanted to harm Song Ruoxi, but Song Ruoxi was dying at that time. She was guarding her daughter day and night, and she was worried about her young son. She was exhausted and couldn't take care of her. She let Song Sui deal with it. When she had time to ask about this, Song Sui just said that it was the servant who was not serving her well. She didn't believe this, but except for Liu Siniang, everyone else who served Song Ruoxi had been sold away by him. She had no one to ask about it. The matter was left unresolved. Now when she heard Song Ruoxi say this, she gritted her teeth and said hatefully: "I knew it was those bad belly and black-hearted dogs who were secretly slaughtering. Such a big thing should have been carefully investigated. He was fine, and he had to do it and let those dogs go easily. If I found out who did it, I would never spare her."

"Mom, I have already remembered the past." After many years, people have changed their minds and it is impossible to find out. The victim will not tell the truth. Only Song Ruoxi, the victim, restores his memory and tells the matter.

"Really?" Ji Yun was happy. Song Ruoxi's abscessism had always worried her. Now that her daughter can remember the past, it means that her condition has improved. "What have you remembered?"

"I remember that day, Miss Ten asked me to go to the rockery." The memory recovery made Song Ruoxi unable to tell whether the deity was alive or dead, but even if the deity was not dead, Aunt Xu and her daughter had attempted to kill. If these two hadn't murdered the deity, she might not have traveled through time. So whether it was for the deity or for herself, she would not be willing to let go of this vicious mother and daughter, nor would she call Song Ruojuan the Ten Sisters again.

"Ten girls?" Ji Yun narrowed her eyes. Six years ago, the five-year-old Song Ruojuan knew that she was harming people. She really underestimated this girl, "What else do you remember besides this?"

Song Ruoxi frowned slightly, as if recalling, "I remember the wind suddenly started. Yam went back to the room to help me get the cloak. The Tenth Girl's cloak was blown away by the wind. Jiaoxing helped her down the rockery to pick up the cloak. I was waiting for her to come back on the rockery. She called me below, so I went sideways and answered. Someone pushed me from behind, and I fell down. I didn't see who pushed me, but I smelled a scent of lotus."

Ji Yun's eyes were slightly slight, and her face became gloomy. Aunt Xu liked to use hibiscus-scented rouge and oil at that time. After Song Ruoxi had an accident, she never used it again. It was obvious that she was guilty. "I can't spare these two vicious dogs."

"There is no other evidence, and I will condemn them by my side alone, and they will not accept it."

"I want to rectify their mother and daughter, and there is no need for evidence." Ji Yun had no doubt about what Song Ruoxi said.

"Mom, if you don't have any evidence, you will punish them. The old lady and the third master will not agree."

Ji Yun looked at her and asked, "Xi'er, you originally planned to deal with this matter by yourself, right?"

Song Ruoxi nodded, "Mom is very busy every day. I have grown up and can handle things. I can share my worries."

Ji Yun smiled, "Mom knows that Xi'er has grown up and can handle things, but you shouldn't handle this."

"Why?"

"Empress Xu is your father and concubine, and the Ten Girls are your concubine sister. If you want to punish them, you need evidence and you cannot punish them without reason."

"It was not an accident that my sister eight fell into the water yesterday, but was artificial. I can use this as evidence."

Ji Yun shook her head, "Baomei and Ten Girls are both illegitimate. Their fight is just that the sisters are in conflict. Your father knows that at most, ten girls will scold them. If you are legitimate, and the ten girls dare to murder you, it is a low-key crime. This is a battle between legitimate and illegitimate, and she can be punished heavily."

Song Ruoxi was stunned. There was a difference between legitimate and illegitimate women. She knew, but she didn't expect it would be a world of difference. It was also like falling into the water. If she fell into the water, that was a big deal. Song Ruo's pond fell into the water is a small deal.

"I want to deal with them without any reason. It is natural for the legitimate wife to teach her concubines and mother to teach her daughters." Ji Yun patted her hand gently, "Xi'er, you must know how to make things easier and do not give up the easy and difficult."

Song Ruoxi nodded at the place where he was taught.

Ji Yun looked at Shi Chenzhong and said, "It's getting late, let them have a meal. After dinner, you can rest early."

Song Ruoxi stood up and asked the maids to arrange food.

After dinner, Ji Yun returned to the main courtyard, "Rong Qiao, send someone to ask Aunt Xu to come and serve."

The truly powerful mistress could destroy a concubine with her finger. The Ji family had no concubines. Old Mrs. Ji was afraid that Ji Yun would suffer losses when she married into the Song family, so she spent a lot of money to invite two nannies who had experienced countless battles of wives and concubines. Before marriage, she gave Ji Yun intensive training.

Old Mrs. Song is only good at playing ruthless on the surface. When it comes to methods, she is far from being trained, and she can learn from others. However, Ji Yun is disdainful to bother with her concubine when she has not violated her bottom line.

It is a rule for the concubine to serve the mistress. No matter whether it is getting up early and going to bed late or having three meals a day, every concubine must come and serve. Even after going to bed, if the mistress is in a state of depression and can’t sleep, the aunt who does not sleep with the master must come and serve her. Ji Yun did not strictly enforce this rule in the past, but of course she must be enforced. No matter whether she is beaten or scolded, she can be exhausted as long as the concubine serves tea, water, lays the bed, folds the quilt, changes clothes and combs her hair.

Aunt Xu had already taken a shower and changed her clothes, and was tilting comfortably on the beauty couch. Two little maids were fanning her. When she heard Ji Yun ask her to serve her at this time, she was stunned. She changed into clothes, tied her hair up, and went to the main courtyard to serve her.

"I wish you a blessing to my wife, my wife will be blessed." Aunt Xu bowed.

Ji Yun, wearing a light blue middle robe, leaned against the soft couch, looking at Aunt Xu, a docile woman with a docile appearance but a cruel heart, her eyes flashed with a cold light, and pointed to the scriptures on the table and said, "I asked this Diamond Sutra to Taohua Temple today. You copy a hundred copies and send them to the temple tomorrow morning."

"Copy a hundred copies?" Aunt Xu suspected that she had heard it wrong. The Diamond Sutra has a lot of words, and she could not copy a hundred copies even if she didn't sleep all night.

"Fu Cha takes Aunt Xu to the West Sword Club." Ji Yun didn't say much to Aunt Xu at all. She had to copy even if she didn't copy even if she didn't.

The official's wife occupied the etiquette and law, and she could do whatever she wanted to do. She did not beat and scold her, but just asked her to copy scriptures. If she could be exhausted, she could only say that her life was short and her blessings were poor, and she would be able to carry out a coffin.

Aunt Xu didn't know that Ji Yun had fired the evil spirit from that door, so she pulled Fucha's sleeve, stuffed a purse to her, and asked quietly: "Good girl, tell me, did Miss Ten cause something?"

Fu Cha smiled and pushed his purse back and said, "Don't think too much about it, the wife asks the aunt to copy scriptures to accumulate merit."

Aunt Xu couldn't ask, so she had to endure the uneasiness and copy scriptures in the West Side. There was no bed or couch in the place where the miscellaneous items were placed, and there were tables, chairs and several cabinets. Aunt Xu copied the scriptures until midnight, but couldn't support them, so she fell asleep on the table.

As soon as dawn, Yinqiao walked in and pushed Aunt Xu, "Wake up, wake up, wake up, don't sleep."

Aunt Xu opened her sleepy eyes and looked at Yinqiao, feeling a little confused.

"Auntie, hurry up and go back to clean up, your wife will ask you for something later." Yin Qiao said a word and walked away.

Aunt Xu sat for a while before she woke up. She went back to the room to wash, changed her clothes and came to the main courtyard, and met Song Ruojuan at the entrance of the courtyard.

Seeing that Aunt Xu’s eyes were dull, Song Ruojuan asked with concern: “Auntie, did you not sleep well last night?”

"Last night, my wife asked me to copy scriptures and didn't sleep much. I'll just wait for a nap in the afternoon. Girls don't have to worry." Aunt Xu smiled.

"What scriptures do you want to copy at night, my wife?" Song Ruojuan asked with a frown.

Just at the gate of the main courtyard, Aunt Xu didn't want to say much, "Come on a few copies of the Diamond Sutra, okay, girl, go in quickly."

Song Ruojuan didn't ask any more questions. When he walked into the yard, Aunt Zou and Mei had already arrived.

When Fu Cha saw Aunt Xu coming, he said, "Aunt Xu, my wife let you go in and serve you."

Aunt Xu followed Fucha into the room.

"Xu, go and fold the quilt."

"Xu, bring the mouthwash."

"Xu..."

Ji Yun turned around with Aunt Xu and almost fainted.

After Ji Yun finished washing up, she sat down in front of the hall, and Song Ruoxi also came. Song Ruochi choked on the water, and Ji Yun asked her to rest in the past few days to spare her from paying her respects.

"The master is here."

Song Sui walked in with the beautiful Liang of He Guo.

Seeing that Song Sui was resting at Liang again, Aunt Zou didn't care, Aunt Xu didn't have the energy to care, only Aunt Mei was so sad, her eyes shot towards Liang like a flying knife.

"Why haven't Chi'er come to greet her?" Song Sui finally noticed that Song Ruochi was not present and asked with a frown.

Ji Yun's lips flashed with a sarcasm, saying, "The day before yesterday, the fourth brother and sister were having their birthday. Chi'er went to the water to play. She accidentally fell down and choked a few sips of water. The doctor took a pulse and said it was nothing serious. I asked her to rest in the room. I have spared her from paying her peace these days, and even asked for leave in the school."

"How could you be so careless?" Song Sui's face darkened slightly, "The stream fell into water and fell seriously ill. This time the Chi'er fell down. You sisters are not allowed to go to the waterside in the future, so as not to have any problems."

Song Ruoxi and Song Ruojuan bowed and replied, "Yes."

After the family had breakfast, Song Sui went to the yamen. Ji Yun did not rush to Songheyuan to pay tribute to Old Lady Song, but she left Aunt Xu.

"How many copies have you copied the scriptures?" Ji Yun asked.

"When you say that, I copied eight copies of the money, no, I copied nine copies." Aunt Xu was confused and didn't count.

"Madam, Aunt Xu copied eight copies." Yinqiao said.

"I asked you to copy 100 copies, and you copied 8 copies. Don't you think my words are indifferent?" Ji Yun asked slightly, asking.

Aunt Xu knelt down, "Madam, I accidentally fell asleep while copying scriptures. I missed my wife's affairs. I knew I was wrong, so I beg my wife to give her another chance."

Ji Yun picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "I will give you another chance and copy 100 copies before Shenshi."

"I know, I must have copied the scriptures." Uncle Xu didn't even eat breakfast, so he started copying scriptures in Xishao's room again.
Chapter completed!