Chapter 8: Picking a Quarrel

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  On the second day, early in the morning, before the sunlight had passed through the carved nanmu wood window and shone in, Jinzi was already awake.

  Getting up and dressing, I saw that the thick curtains were closed at the window, no wonder the room was dark. I thought she got up early.

  Kaneko stretched a bit and walked over to the window, pulling open the curtains.

  The golden sunlight pours in, and it's another beautiful spring day!

  After drinking the medicinal soup for two days, my body is no longer weak and I have energy again. I don't know if it's because of the good medicine or because my body has changed its spirit.

  The sun has come out, why are you still smiling and haven't gotten up to serve and wash?

  Looking at the thick curtains, Jinzi smiled slightly.

  Is this girl sleeping in again?

  Jinzi sat alone in front of the dresser, picked up a horn comb and slowly combed her long black hair. This ancient hairstyle was really beyond her ability, so she might as well wait for Xiaoxiao to come and help her with it.

  Nor does one know how the ancients used a pair of deft hands to comb out various different styles of hair buns.

  Jinzi opened the jewelry box, and inside were just a few simple hairpins, which couldn't compare to Lin's exquisite hair ornaments...

  Jinzi was messing around, looking at the somewhat blurry copper mirror making various mischievous expressions, the elegant and refined face in the copper mirror was completely subverted by the despicable Jinzi, I don't know how heartbroken San Niang would be if she knew.

  Jinzi smiled foolishly, if she had this kind of appearance in modern times, even a job like forensic medicine couldn't stop those stinky boys from chasing after beautiful women, right? Then how could she still become a leftover woman?

  As I wandered outside of heaven, a fierce quarrelsome voice reached my ears, and amidst this, there seemed to be the sound of laughter...

  What's going on?

  Jinzi got up, put down the ox horn comb, opened the door and walked out.

  There was a broom lying in the courtyard, Jinzi knew that his mother must have heard the noise and rushed out. He himself hadn't washed up yet, with disheveled hair, so he'd better take a look at the situation first.

  Standing still in the courtyard, I looked up and gazed outside, unable to see anyone's shadow, only able to hear the sound.

  "It wasn't me who broke it, why should I admit it?"

  "How could it not be you who ruined it? The clothes were clearly torn after they reached your hands, you must have had ulterior motives, seeing my wife's new embroidered skirt and feeling jealous, intending to destroy it out of spite..."

  "...it was you who ran in front of me and insisted on showing it to me. I just took a glance, how could the skirt have torn?"

  "Just a glance won't tear it, but you actually held it in your hand... If I had to say how it would tear, could it be that you've been following an unlucky person for too long and have been influenced by their bad luck? I just gave you a glance at this ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), and it's already torn. If we were to spend more time together, wouldn't I be 'killed' by your bad luck?"

  "What are you talking about? You lowly servant girl, how dare you speak of my wife like that... just watch me tear your mouth apart..."

  Immediately afterwards, the sounds of shocked and pained cries rang out from outside.

  Kaneko furrowed his brow, this is someone who can't hold back their temper, coming to pick a fight, huh?

  She smiled with a pout, a young girl, could say such elegant words like 'destroy it and then be happy', if not ordered to provoke and cause trouble, what else?

  She wanted to see how many people in the Jin Mansion actually resented Jin San Niang!

  "Stop, stop! What's going on here? Are you all dead?! Quickly separate Xiaoxiao and that servant girl!" Mother Zhuang shouted loudly. As soon as she did, several little maids who were watching the commotion rushed over to help separate the two people who were tangled up together.

  Laughing with a messy hair and dirty face, tears streaks on her cheeks, it's unclear whether she was beaten or crying because of being bullied by others, two long scratch marks on her neck, the coarse cloth jacket is also slightly loose.

  The maid on that side seemed to have not gotten off cheap either, her lips were pinched until they bled, her hair was disheveled, and there were a few strands of hair pulled out on the ground. A pair of resentful eyes stared at Zhuang Mama, stubbornly saying: "Zhuang Mama has to take responsibility for me, it's that cheap maid Xiaoxiao who ruined my family's daughter's ruqun, if she asks about it, I won't be able to avoid a round of punishment!"

  The mother understood at once that this was someone who served by her daughter's side.

  He looked at Xiao Xiao who was crying with tears in her eyes and said: "Tell me about what happened in detail!"

  Xiao Xiao told the whole story in detail, and Jinzi stood in the courtyard but could hear it clearly. Not to mention that even she, a newcomer, knew that Qingfengyuan was the most secluded place in the Jin family, and it was far from the residence of Jin Si Niang on the main courtyard, how did that maid pass by the door of Qingfengyuan?

  In the mansion, who among the serving maids and young servants didn't know that Qingfengyuan was not favored by Lin's family? How could they possibly take a detour to pass through here? Normally, they would all be afraid of being seen. And Xiaoxiao and Zhuang Mama were also people they dreaded. Yet this little maid insisted on sticking around, wanting Xiaoxiao to see her new embroidered skirt made by her mother. If there wasn't some ulterior motive behind this, it would truly be an insult to Jinzi's intelligence.

  Outside, Mother Wang was holding that torn cheongsam dress, looking anxious and worried. What to do? The cheongsam was indeed torn with a big hole, and this girl insisted it was ruined by Xiaoxiao's mischief, truly leaving her speechless...

  "Mother Guan, if you can't make a decision, let Xiaoxiao follow me to my home and explain it to my wife herself. I'm sure the fourth madam will make a fair judgment!" The little maid said proudly.

  "This..."

  The mother hesitated, unsure of what to do, when suddenly Jinzi's voice came from inside the courtyard.

  "Mother pole, bring people in!"

  The crowd outside stuck together, looking at each other in dismay.

  Several girls exchanged glances with each other...

  Is this San Niangzi's voice? That inauspicious person?

  Wow, how come that voice sounds so good?

  Like crystal clear spring water!

  San Niangzi returned from Guimen Pass and became a completely different person. It seems that the rumor is true, without any exaggeration...

  Smiling, she heard this and suddenly flashed a joyful expression on her depressed face. She said to Zhu Ma Ma: "Ma Ma, the daughter-in-law just got up and hasn't washed yet, take people to wait in the yard, I'll go in first to help the daughter-in-law dress!"

  The mother nodded in approval.

  At this point, the maid beside Jin Si Niang also came to her senses. She gave a signal with her eyes to one of the younger maids, who understood and slowly backed away from the crowd before turning around and running out.

  During the quiet moment of combing her hair and washing her face, Xiao smiled and had already clearly explained to that little servant girl who was wrestling with her.

  This little girl named Mu Mu is one year younger than Xiao Xiao, but she's a clever and quick-witted one. Her parents work in the mansion, her father being He Tian, the steward of the outer courtyard, responsible for all sorts of arrangements, and her mother is one of the servant girls under Feng Mama. Thanks to her parents' connections, she was sent to Fourth Mistress's side as a first-class maid, otherwise, given her age and abilities, she would only be qualified to be a third-class maid.

  Jinzi listened and didn't seem to be in a hurry to go deal with the matter. Instead, he ordered Xiaoxiao to set out an early meal.

  On ordinary days, Jinzi eats quickly, but today he's eating slowly and savoring his food. He doesn't know if it's because of the extra meat buns added to his breakfast or something else, but Jinzi is enjoying his meal immensely! As he leisurely enjoys his food, his eyes occasionally glance out the window with intricate carvings on the wooden frame.

  When Jinzi finished his breakfast and walked out of the house after drinking a cup of clear tea, everyone had been waiting in the courtyard for half an hour.

  Jinzi stared at Muo with a faint smile: This is a little girl from a wealthy family...

  "Are you Mu Mu?"

  Just then, the maid Mu Mu, who was impatiently waiting and combing her hair with her head down, heard the sound and raised her head. Her eyes stared straight at the woman standing under the corridor, smiling cleverly. A light green plain skirt that reached her chest, without intricate embroidery, the fabric had been washed until it was slightly white, she wore a simple double-bun hairstyle, adorned with a few small silk flowers, lightly made up.

  Simple and unpretentious attire seems to detract nothing from the temperament of this woman, whose entire being radiates a refined elegance and snowy jade-like splendor.

  The several little girls present stared unblinkingly at Jinzi, this bright and radiant, elegant and refined woman. Was she the third daughter-in-law? A foolish child suffering from loneliness syndrome? An inauspicious person?

  Too shocking...

  It's indeed someone who has made a comeback after passing through the gates of hell...

  But this transformation is too scary, right?

  Is this what a person who has been ill for a long time should look like?

  Mu Mu glared at the maid beside her who couldn't help but cover her mouth, almost bursting into a loud shriek.

  Little hoof, go to Ghost Gate Pass and take a stroll... Look at your worshiping manner...