Rebirth of the Merchant Woman's Revenge

"Aunt, it's all my fault. I won't dare to do it again. Please forgive me this time." Chunxiu begged for mercy hurriedly, kowtowing repeatedly as she spoke.

Gu Qiongsi rubbed his painful palm, looked at Chunxiu with disgust, and then said, "Since you already know, you must watch your mouth in the future. Your behavior today is really too abnormal. Don't do this again in the future. Do you understand?"

Chunxiu nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, it's all my fault, it's all my fault."

She kowtowed so many times that a large bruise soon appeared on her forehead. She kept begging for mercy, and her eyes were filled with fear and despair.

"Okay, now that you know you're wrong, go kneel in the yard. Kneel for an hour, and then go help Dingxiang take care of Ruier." Gu Qiongsi was still not satisfied, and then punished Chunxiu to reflect on her mistakes in the heavy rain in the yard.

"Yes, yes, thank you, auntie. Thank you, auntie." Chunxiu, on the other hand, had a face full of gratitude and quickly ran to the yard and knelt down.

When Dingxiang in the east wing saw Chunxiu's situation, she had more questions in her head. She couldn't make sense of them in her mind. Baizhi, who had been secretly observing their movements, was also confused.

Different from the unclear situation in Xiangsi Courtyard, the three people in Rongde Courtyard had surprisingly consistent opinions at this time.

Xie Chengan finally decided on the final result of the discussion, "Let's do as mother said. I'll go find Si'er later to see if the time for taking the medicine can be shortened to half a month."

"Do I need to ask this? Since it is colorless and odorless, won't it be the same whether you put more or less?" Qian didn't care. In her mind, even if the Gu family realized that something was wrong, they would definitely not dare to come to the capital to cause trouble.

After all, as merchants, the capital is not their territory, so they can only swallow this loss in silence.

Xie Cheng'an didn't explain much. He always felt that since the potion said it should be taken within one month, there must be a reason for it. To be on the safe side, he still went to Acacia Courtyard in the rain.

Naturally, as soon as he entered the yard, he saw Chunxiu kneeling in the rain, but he just glanced at her and then went into the main house holding an oil-paper umbrella.

Gu Qiongsi was trying to write a few more poems, but unfortunately, he had already exhausted all the famous quotes in his mind. He had ruined several sheets of rice paper, but still couldn't write a complete poem.

After all, the handwriting in her previous life was just a personal hobby, so she memorized a few more ancient poems, and also to appear more talented when communicating with others. She didn't study this major, so it was very good that she could remember so much.

Seeing Xie Chengan coming in, Gu Qiongsi quickly put down his pen, walked out and saluted him, "Hello, Sanlang. It's raining so hard, why are you here?"

Xie Chengan quickly leaned over to help her up. He didn't directly tell her why he came, but instead looked at her desk. "What's going on? Si'er, are you...writing a poem?"

"Well, it's just..." Gu Qiongsi looked annoyed, and pulled Xie Chengan to sit in the main seat, and then continued, "It's too noisy on rainy days, and I have a lot on my mind, so I'm always not satisfied with what I write."

Xie Cheng'an's eyes fell on the pieces of paper she had written on, and he saw that there were a few lines of poetry written on each of them.

"Looking at the sword while drunk, I dreamed of blowing the corner of the company."

"The east wind awakens the hero's dream, and he smiles at the green mountains and the sky."

"This country is so beautiful that it has attracted countless heroes to compete for it. All the heroes are gone, but the heroes of today are still to be seen."

"I can draw a bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf in the sky."

"Well, these poems written by Si'er are very powerful, why are there only one sentence in each?" Xie Cheng'an picked up one and looked at it. Although the handwriting was not very good, he really liked the poem.

Naturally, Gu Qiongsi couldn't tell him the truth. She said that she only remembered a few of these popular sentences and didn't remember the other sentences at all, and she didn't have the ability to complete them.

He just said helplessly, "Hey, there have been a lot of things going on recently, and I can't calm down. Some of my thoughts are not very smooth."

"I just thought these few sentences could still fit Saburo's current mood, so I wrote down the immature sentences."

Gu Qiongsi found a reasonable excuse, and as she wished, she saw Xie Chengan's face full of doting. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her to sit on his lap.

"Si'er, you are so amazing. If you were born a man, there would be no chance for me to be the top scholar." Xie Cheng'an sighed. He really admired Gu Qiongsi's talent from the bottom of his heart.

"It's just that I'm just a historian in the Imperial Academy, dealing with trivial matters every day. I can't even see my superiors. What do I need these poems for?"

Gu Qiongsi hugged his neck distressedly after hearing this, and then said, "Sanlang, your current condition is only temporary, I believe it will be reversed soon. Mr. Nanshan may hold a poetry gathering in the next few days, and he will definitely invite you to participate. You still need to have a few good poems to be praised by everyone."

"Really? How did you know? Is Mr. Nanshan planning to accept me as his disciple at the poetry meeting?" Xie Cheng'an asked several questions in a row, showing his excitement about this matter.

The hand around Gu Qiongsi's waist tightened unconsciously.

"Tsk..." Gu Qiongsi was caught off guard this time and let out a cry of pain, but she immediately noticed it and quickly covered her mouth. Fortunately, Xie Chengan just looked at her with concern.

"Oh, I sprained my waist when I was holding Rui'er today. Sanlang, don't get too excited." She said with a blushing face.

"It's my fault, it's my fault. I will be more careful next time." Xie Cheng'an apologized perfunctorily, but still waited for her to answer his question with a burning gaze.

Gu Qiongsi then said, "That should be the case. The hype has been going on for a while now. You can buy those booklets of poems everywhere on the market, and they are in short supply every day. Mr. Nanshan thinks it should be about time."

"Oh, that's great. I've also written three poems myself. How about I write them out and Si'er can help me revise them?"

Xie Cheng'an was extremely happy. As long as he could be accepted as a disciple by Mr. Nanshan, his official career in the future would definitely be much smoother.

"Okay, Sanlang, just write it down." Gu Qiongsi responded to her quickly, but she kept complaining in her heart that she didn't know how to revise a poem, and Xie Chengan really regarded her as a learned gentleman.

Xie Cheng'an turned around without saying anything and wrote out all the poems he had recently composed, which he thought were good, and showed them to Gu Qiongsi one by one.