I swear on this

  Lin Jing is in a good mood now.

  She had expected it a long time ago, and since she was the one who brought it up, Lin Ruhai would definitely be ashamed and indignant.

  Think about it, what kind of personality does Lin Ruhai have? Just the other day, he beat his son for some ambiguous reason. But in just a few days, his son saw him in an embarrassing situation! Moreover, this son was born because of an embarrassing thing that happened many years ago, and Lin Ruhai still felt guilty towards his wife for a long time, even taking out his anger on the "son".

  Lin Jing not only wanted to expose himself, but also dragged Lai Erjia and others as witnesses, making a big fuss about the whole thing. With Lin Ruhai's personality, he will definitely not let it go easily.

  Otherwise, Lin Ruhai might still be holding onto past feelings and, considering Jia Min's position, would handle it gently.

  That's not what Lin Jing wants. One must come down heavily next time to kill the chicken and scare the monkey. Even if someone has any other ideas, they must be eliminated!

  But Lin Jing didn't expect that in Lin Ruhai's study, it was actually Shi Ying who had just returned to the main house as a servant!

  Isn't it always a light and easy task for you to move around in the study and send food?

  It is said that Shi Ying was still explaining herself, she just listened to someone passing on a message, saying that she was asked to send a bowl of sobering soup to the study. The person said that the old master was thinking of his wife and felt uncomfortable in his heart, so he unknowingly drank a few more cups. She didn't expect the old master to get drunk so badly, she just served the old master tea soup, without any other improper thoughts.

  If it's really as she said, then what about the little girl guarding outside? That little girl kept saying that it was Shi Ying who told her to guard outside.

  This confusing account, whether it can be counted as clear or not, is all about this. It's possible that the poem and shadow are actually humanly clever, but it's also impossible to guarantee that it's her own plan, of course, it's also possible that she was originally clever but later thought of going with the flow.

  It's already like this now, how many more people care? The ending of Shi Ying has already been destined.

  Shi Ying was being watched by someone, waiting for her to be sent to the countryside in Suzhou. But that night, it was said that no one was paying attention, and Shi Ying jumped into a well.

  Lin Jing heard this, her heart was like being immersed in the Arctic ice sea. Really, fake, suicide, murder? If she had known this ending at first, what would she have done? Would she still be so unhesitating?

  She doesn't know. She doesn't want to think about these things anymore. The road is walked by oneself, Lin Jing also just wants to live a good life.

  That day in the study, there were many people, but all of them knew what to say and what not to say, even the matter of Po-yueh was suppressed. Outside, it was only known that the old master's body was somewhat unwell.

  That little girl who was watching the wind, originally wanted to beat her up and send her to the village. Now that the year is approaching, and there is no big sister, that little girl is very young, someone begged for mercy on her behalf, in the end, the little girl was only driven out. The one who begged for mercy was none other than Big Sister Hua's personal maid, Qing Liu.

  Lin Jing heard about this and mentally drew a heavy check mark next to Liu's name.

  It's possible that the poem has indeed moved people. But why did Qing Liu push Shi Ying onto Lin Ruhai's bed? Was it because she knew Lin Ruhai wouldn't like this kind of open and casual style, so she intentionally framed Shi Ying? Or was it that Qing Liu only used Shi Ying as a tool to test the old master?

  However, now, no matter what Qing Liu thinks, she has no chance. If it was indeed Qing Liu's clever plan, then she must be very depressed now. Because Lin Ruhai did a few things that even Lin Jing didn't think of.

  Lin Ruhai lay in bed for three whole days before getting up. Lin Jing didn't know if it was because of physical reasons or because of his face. However, after Lin Ruhai got out of bed, he did do a few things.

  One of them said that he would remarry and no longer take concubines. Not only that, but also the several in the mansion had to be let go. Later, in front of everyone, he issued a divorce letter to the few remaining concubines in the mansion, and apart from letting them take away their own gold, silver, and valuables, he also gave them an additional sum of money and property. These things were enough for them to live comfortably for the rest of their lives. From now on, whether they remarried or lived on their own, it was up to themselves. They just had nothing to do with the Lin family anymore.

  It's naturally so, since it is already the end of the year now. It won't let those few leave immediately either, and leaving after the first month of next year would be the same too.

  As soon as the words came out, several people fainted from crying, and some were stunned. Although Lin Ruhai was not close to them, she was at least a confidante. Now what should they do? Of course, there were also those who were happy. Originally having a man was no different from not having one, but now with money and property, they could be their own masters, which was much stronger than before when they had to curry favor with others.

  Lin Ruhai didn't care about that person's thoughts, and immediately brought up a second matter. That is, nowadays the master of the house is scarce, with only one big and one small man in total, so many servants are not needed. Thinking that the mistress was originally the most considerate and willing to pamper people, she discussed with the inner and outer managers to let go of some of the older maids, allowing them to marry freely as they pleased.

  The list of names had long been drawn up, and Qing Liu was also on it.

  At that time, Lin An was somewhat disapproving of Qīng Liǔ. Qīng Liǔ is a meticulous and capable person with good character, having been trained by the mistress herself. The master now needs someone meticulous by his side. All these years, the older generation has been let go, leaving behind those who are like frightened chickens, it's really a pity for the master.

  Lin Ruhai steeled himself, but Lin An couldn't be persuaded. He still hoped that the Lai family would help persuade him, but unexpectedly, this person didn't say those things and instead asked for leniency for his own son, making Lin An huff and puff, almost to the point of scolding the Lai family for only caring about themselves and having no regard for their master.

  Lai Erjia's family didn't argue with him about these details, only saying that even if she got married, she could still come and serve. This one sentence shut Lin An up. Those things were done according to Lin Ruhai's wishes. Only afterwards did Lin An think of it - was the personal maid who attended to her and the housekeeper the same thing?

  Let's not talk about the motives of Lai Erjia's family in seeking a concubine for their son, anyway. Originally, it should have been a quiet and peaceful year, but now it has become chaotic and noisy.

  The noisy and bustling finally arrived at the New Year's Eve, but Lin Jing had a stomachache after eating this New Year's dinner. For several days, Lin Ruhai didn't have Lin Jing in his eyes at all. The only two masters sat around the round table, sitting far apart, with more than a few times as many servants serving them as there were people eating.

  Lin Ruhai just moved his chopsticks a few times and then threw them down and left. He didn't care about the reunion dinner or staying up all night.

  Lin Jing rubbed her stomach, which was also feeling unwell, and felt that it wasn't interesting either.

  Returned to the house, looking at the cold and quiet lamp flowers, listening to the distant fireworks exploding from time to time, suddenly remembering the mood of the mountain temple at this time last year, I couldn't help but spread out my pen and ink, and quietly started writing scriptures.