Female Detective of the Republic of China: The cold and handsome young man will flirt with his wife

"What did you say!?" Bai Yunhua's face twisted.

Feng Xiaojin's weak appearance just now was just pretending to show Bai Lun. She is not prepared to be angry in a place where no one is around.

"You think your surname is Bai, and you are the real Bai family? You have the blood of outsiders on your body, so you can't be trusted by the master, and now you have offended the master because of Bai Shixuan's affairs. Compared with me, who is clean, what is there?" Chances of winning?" Feng Xiaojin said, "If I were you, I might as well curry favor with the powerful people in order to protect myself."

Bai Yunhua was speechless by Feng Xiaojin's words. She wanted to refute, but she couldn't find anything to refute. In the end, she could only put down a harsh word, turned her head and left.

Feng Xiaojin looked at Bai Yunhua's leaving back, feeling embarrassed and funny.

With Bai Yunhua's mind, she must have hated Feng Xiaojin by now, but how could Feng Xiaojin have extra time to deal with Bai Yunhua, now that she is involved with big things and small things, she has to hurry up and show her face in front of Bai Lun .

In the next few days, Feng Xiaojin supervised the work of his servants during the day, helped Mrs. Bai organize family banquets, and practiced martial arts in the yard at night.

She handles the affairs of the mansion carefully, without any mistakes. In terms of martial arts, although she is only guided by a dagger, she has practiced hard, which can be regarded as a slight improvement.

But the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, Feng Xiaojin doesn't cause trouble, and the trouble will come to her.

And this matter of coming to find Feng Xiaojin today is something she cannot avoid.

In the morning, just as Feng Xiaojin had finished washing up, Qinglian, the personal maid beside Mrs. Bai, came.

"Aunt Feng, madam, please go over."

Feng Xiaojin's eyes fluttered, Mrs. Bai sent someone to look for her early in the morning, and she didn't even let Feng Xiaojin eat breakfast, it must be a bad thing.

After carefully checking her attire, she tied the dagger to her leg and followed Qinglian.

Feng Xiaojin thought about how to deal with Mrs. Bai's troubles along the way, but when she came to Mrs. Bai, the man actually smiled kindly.

Feng Xiaojin bowed to Mrs. Bai, "Mother is looking for her daughter-in-law early in the morning, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Bai said: "It's not an important matter. It's just that you said yesterday that Shixuan entrusted you with a dream. I thought, why don't you copy some scriptures and burn them for him so that he can be at peace. Copying scriptures requires meditation. It's An Ning, start copying now, go to the ancestral hall when you're done copying, and burn it for Shixuan."

Feng Xiaojin frowned, Madam Bai was trying to make things difficult for her.

Although she is not illiterate, culture is indeed her shortcoming, and the scriptures are even more difficult to understand. It would take a day to copy a copy.

"Mother, my daughter-in-law hasn't had breakfast yet."

Mrs. Bai frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "The food is greasy. After you eat it, your body will no longer be pure! Copying the scriptures, how can you not even endure this bit of suffering?"

"Why didn't she copy it herself?" Dagger sneered.

Feng Xiaojin agreed with what Dagger said in her heart, but Madam Bai deliberately made things difficult, she had no choice but to admit it.

"Go to the wing room and copy it. If you don't understand anything, you can ask Qinglian."

Mrs. Bai had already made plans for her, and after Feng Xiaojin responded, she was taken to the wing by Qinglian.

The Four Treasures of the Study and scriptures have been placed on the table in the wing room, and even a piece of incense is lit, and the smoke rises slowly from the incense burner.

Normally, Feng Xiaojin would have praised the pleasant smell of the incense, but at this time she was very unhappy.

When she has been copying scriptures for a long time and is dizzy from hunger, if she smells this fragrance again, won't she be fainted?
"Auntie, copy it quickly. You haven't eaten yet. If you don't finish copying this book, you will be hungry all the time."

Qinglian urged, Feng Xiaojin could only sit on the chair and pick up a pen to write.

The scriptures are not thin, Feng Xiaojin copied it for more than five hours, until the evening, he only finished copying the whole book.

She handed it to Qinglian first, Qinglian picked up Feng Xiaojin's handwriting, glanced at it, and showed disgust on her face.

"The word Aunt Feng, I'm afraid it won't catch the young master's eyes."

Feng Xiaojin was a little embarrassed: "I don't know calligraphy."

The words on the scriptures, to Feng Xiaojin, are like heavenly scriptures.

She doesn't know any calligraphy at all, and the handwriting can barely catch the eyes. When copying those words, she just copied them from a gourd, which is extremely ugly.

Qinglian cast a sideways glance at Feng Xiaojin, with a mocking arc on the corner of her mouth.

"I don't know what madam will think when she sees this scripture." Qinglian took the stack of scriptures and walked to the main room, "Auntie, come with me quickly."

Feng Xiaojin quickly followed.

The distance from the wing room to the main room was only a few steps, but after Qinglian entered the room for a while, Mrs. Bai seemed to have finished reading the scriptures. As soon as Feng Xiaojin walked to the door, the stack of scriptures fell on her with a "slap". All over the body, it was scattered all over the place in an instant.

"Look at what you copied!" Mrs. Bai's voice was full of anger.

Feng Xiaojin patiently squatted down and packed the scriptures into a pile, held them in her hands, walked up to Mrs. Bai, and said, "Mother, my daughter-in-law doesn't understand culture, which made my mother angry."

Mrs. Bai's anger remained undiminished: "It doesn't matter that I'm angry, but if Shixuan reads such scriptures, how would he feel!?"

Feng Xiaojin sneered in her heart, Madam Bai moved all the dead people out to block the arrows in order to remove herself, it seems that she cannot escape punishment today.

"Mother, calm down, my daughter-in-law is not doing well, and she is willing to be punished."

Mrs. Bai raised her eyes, "You are still sensible. You can go to the ancestral hall and kneel now, and you can count it as an apology to Shixuan."

"Yes." Feng Xiaojin bowed her head, exited the main room, turned and went to the ancestral hall.

All night, Feng Xiaojin knelt in the ancestral hall.

She hadn't had food or water all day, and she copied the scriptures for another day. Now she was so hungry that she was weak and dizzy.

But Mrs. Bai never said when she would come out, Feng Xiaojin sneered, maybe she wanted to starve her to death in the ancestral hall?
She suppressed the hunger and fell asleep for several hours, and did not wake up until the next morning.

"If you continue like this, within a day, you will die of thirst." Dagger said.

Feng Xiaojin said with a hoarse voice, "I can't just die like this...!"

She died once when she first married into the Bai family, how could she just lose her life like this!

Feng Xiaojin forcefully got up from the ground and knocked on the door of the ancestral hall.

When she first came in, the door was locked, and a maid was guarding the door.

Hearing the knock on the door, the maid asked impatiently, "What's wrong with Aunt Feng?"

Feng Xiaojin cleared his throat, fumbled out a piece of ocean from his arms, and threw it out through the crack of the door, "If you do something for me, this money will be considered a reward."

Seeing Dayang, the maid's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly asked, "What does my aunt want me to do?"

"Go and tell the other servants that I have been locked up in the ancestral hall for a day and a night, so that it can be passed on to the master!"

At this time, in the main hall.

Bai Lun and Mrs. Bai sat on the teacher's chair, with Bai Yunhua serving beside them.

"Feng Xiaojin has been following you for the past few days, how are you doing?" Bai Lun asked. Right now, the Bai family has no sons and their daughters are married. He intends to train Feng Xiaojin, so he is particularly concerned about Feng Xiaojin's performance.

Madam Bai pretended to be troubled, "Jin'er, she... oh."

Bai Lun was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

"She loves to play at a young age, I can understand, but the Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet is approaching, and the house has been busy, but she has disappeared day and night..."

"How can there be no one?"

Mrs. Bai shook her head: "Probably because I asked her to copy the scriptures for Shixuan that day, and I was not satisfied with the copied scriptures, so I said a few words to her, which made her unhappy."

Bai Lun nodded, and also sighed: "She is so vengeful... It seems that she is a rotten tree that cannot be carved."

Bai Yunhua had been listening from the sidelines, seeing that Bai Lun was about to give up on Feng Xiaojin, she couldn't help but be pleased.

At this time, a voice came from outside the hall, it was two maids talking.

"I heard that Aunt Feng is currently locked up in the ancestral hall, and has not had any food or water for a whole day and night!"

"How could this be? Auntie's body is weak, so thirsty, I'm afraid she will die!"

The sound came to the ears of the people in the main hall, Bai Lun heard the words, and jumped up: "What's going on!"

in the shrine.

Feng Xiaojin was paralyzed on the ground. She had no strength to move anymore, but her ears kept paying attention to the movement outside, and she didn't smile until she heard the sound of dense footsteps.

It appears that her plan worked.

After a while, the door of the ancestral hall was pushed open, and the sun shone in, just covering Feng Xiaojin's body.

"Hurry up and help him up!" Bai Lun was furious, and his servants hurried forward and helped Feng Xiaojin up, but Feng Xiaojin didn't have the strength to stand upright.

"How is this going!"

"Father, my daughter-in-law did not copy the scriptures for Shixuan well, so she came to the ancestral hall to kneel and apologize to Shixuan..." Feng Xiaojin's voice was weak.

Bai Lun asked, "Since you have no strength, why don't you go out?"

Feng Xiaojin didn't answer, her eyes were full of grievance and fear, as if she casually glanced at Mrs. Bai.

The eyes only stayed for a moment, but they were clearly seen by everyone present.

Naturally, Bai Lun also saw it. He turned his head to look at Mrs. Bai, and said in a deep voice, "Madam, does this matter have anything to do with you?"

Madam Bai clenched her fists tightly, and her lean hands were bulging with veins.

"I did ask Jin'er to come here and kneel here. I just said that it would be good to kneel for one night. I didn't expect the maid guarding the gate to be lazy and lock Jin'er here for so long."

The gatekeeper's maid immediately turned pale, knelt down heavily, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, master, I don't have it! It was Qinglian who was next to Madam who told me to keep Auntie locked up until Madam ordered it!"

Compared with Mrs. Bai, Feng Xiaojin trusted what the maid said more.

But when she looked at Bai Lun's appearance, it was obvious that she was going to make a big deal smaller.

"Take her down and beat her with fifty sticks!"

Fifty sticks!
Even a man would lose half his life with fifty sticks, let alone a maid?
When Bai Lun gave an order, servants on both sides immediately stepped forward and dragged the maid down.

"My lord, spare your life! My lord!"

The maid cried all the way, until she was pulled away, and the voice disappeared.

Feng Xiaojin looked at the direction in which the maid disappeared, and felt emotional in her heart.

In Bai Lun's eyes, the life of a maid is extremely humble. Compared with the peace of the Bai family, what is it?