After rebirth, she became the favorite of the powerful minister.

The sun at the hour of Si was baking the ground hotly.

The hoarse chirping of cicadas pierced the quiet atmosphere.

In Luofeng Pavilion, Qiuju was kneeling in front of the door. The arrogant maid was unwilling to accept the punishment, so she knelt straight with her chin raised as usual, as if she was just studying the copper bell on the eaves.

A thin maidservant at the side was bending over and persuading her to lower her head, saying that after all, this was the new wife of the Third Young Master, and as the saying goes, a new official will make three big moves when he takes office, and the Young Master will punish her severely even for her own face, and it was not worth it... She spoke in a gentle voice, and there was quite a bit of truth in her words.

It was obvious that Qiu Ju didn't hear a word she said. She just sneered when she heard it, full of arrogance, "I was sold to the Song family when I was twelve years old, and served the master for seven years. I didn't have any merits, but I worked hard. What about her? Who is she? She made the master lose face before she even got married. You squatted in the kitchen all day, don't you know that now we servants will be pointed at and poked at when we go out!"

"Qiu Ju... after all, she is the Third Young Master's legitimate wife..." The little girl was about to persuade him again, but she saw a red figure approaching, so she lowered her head and took a step back, bowing very stiffly, "Young Madam."

Yuan Ge said "hmm" lightly, walked closer and looked down at Qiu Ju. He did not avoid or look away from her gaze, and his round eyes were full of provocation.

I don't know what I can rely on.

Yuan Ge sat leisurely on a stone bench nearby, looking at Qiu Ju with his chin propped up, and chuckled, "If you told me that someone had stabbed you in the inner courtyard of the Song family, I would believe it, but as for leaving the Song family... who would recognize you, Qiu Ju?"

"You!" Qiu Ju turned around suddenly and subconsciously tried to stand up, but she knelt down again. There was only anger in her round eyes, "Are you mocking me?!"

"Irony?" Yuan Ge took the teacup brought by Shi Yin, brushed the broken leaves on the water with the cup lid, took a sip and said, "No, I am stating the facts. Sold to the Song family at the age of twelve, served the master for seven years, and still can only be thrown to serve me, the unpleasant wife of the Third Young Master, is it something worth showing off and being proud of? Yes, the servants of the Earl of Kejing's mansion have some dignity, but that is only for the head maids and head maids around the master's family. As for you, Qiuju...what are you?"

Qiuju's face froze and she opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything in rebuttal.

Yuan Ge put down her teacup and played with the red nail polish on her fingertips. She casually glanced at a few corners and counted them. Very good, the maids, servants and servants were all there. She smiled and scanned them one by one, looking at the heads that retreated one by one, and asked playfully, "Standing so far away, can you see and hear clearly?"

No one spoke, but there were faint sounds of footsteps.

Yuan Ge picked up the teacup and put it down heavily, with a smile on his face, flamboyant and unbridled, "Stop. Did I let you go?"

The footsteps stopped, but no one spoke, and no one came out. Yuan Ge didn't care. He just sat with his legs crossed, half of his body leaning against the stone table, slowly wiping the water stains on his palms. He raised his voice slightly and said clearly, "I have seen you all, so come out. If you feel tired standing, go and move a stool and sit down to watch."

Shiyin was dumbfounded, he really didn't know what his young lady was singing today.

The maids and old women came out pushing and shoving each other, but no one really dared to move a stool to watch the show. They just called out "Third Young Master's Madam" reluctantly, hunched their shoulders together, and made wonderful expressions with their facial features.

There are also those who claim that they are just passing by.

Look at Qiu Ju again, she was kneeling there straight, not looking at anyone, nor caring about anyone staying out of it. Even though she knew she had no one to rely on, she did not change her pride that came from nowhere... She was quite annoying, but more interesting than others.

Yuan Ge said nothing, only lowered her head and smiled, the sarcasm on her lips becoming more and more clear. After a while, she put down her crossed leg and slowly stood up, shaking the hem of her skirt, looking at everyone, and said in a gentle voice, "I'm new here, and I've only been the Third Young Master's wife for less than a day. I know you don't like me, and I don't need your likes... Since you were arranged to serve me, I can guess your status in this mansion in the past, so you don't have to act like an old Song family member in front of me."

She spoke softly, without any harsh words, but when her eyes swept across him slowly, she had an aura of majesty without even getting angry.

Yuan Ge glanced at the servants and saw that they all bowed their heads. He then said, "Let me be frank. I have a bad temper. It would be best if we can live in peace. If not... just pack up your things and go back to where you came from... Do you understand?"

The girl was in her teens, her voice still carrying the softness of a child, with a slightly raised ending. There was a sense of incongruity in the way she spoke in a pretentious manner, and her aura of authority without even getting angry was also somewhat diluted. The servants responded one by one, but their expressions did not seem timid.

After all, Miss Wen was known for her soft temper, and she was probably just bluffing at this moment.

The "bluffing" Yuan Ge nodded "satisfiedly", "Now that you understand, there is no need to kneel with her... Just stand there. She kneeled for three hours, and you should stand for three hours! Shiyin, move a stool to the door, and I will guard it myself, in case some people with weak constitutions faint after being exposed to the sun for a while. If the news gets out, it might ruin my reputation again."

A certain maid swallowed hard, as if she was swallowing back the words that were stuck in her throat. After swallowing, she rolled her eyes again - this little girl, why is she so difficult to deal with? Isn't she said to be easy to bully?

That's it. No matter how you look at it, she's the only one who bullies others, right?

Shiyin moved a large carved chair and prepared sour plum soup and mung bean cakes, which are all good for clearing away heat and relieving summer heat. Yuan Ge doesn't like sweets, but he can accept sour plum soup. He ate it elegantly and comfortably with a small bowl in his hand, and in the meantime, he didn't forget to pull out the person who shrank and tried to hide under the shade of the tree...

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This matter was reported to Song Wenyuan, along with what Yuan Ge said and did when he served tea.

Song Wenyuan waved his hand and asked the people to leave. He put down the wolf-hair brush in his hand, glanced at Lin Mu and asked, "Is this what you said... easy to bully?" After the imperial decree of marriage came down, he ordered Lin Mu to check out Wen Qian. Lin Mu's summary was only three words: easy to bully.

Lin Mu was dumbfounded when he heard this. After a while, he turned to Song Wenyuan with a stiff neck and said uncertainly, "Master... maybe, maybe he just wanted to establish his authority and make an example of others? Maybe, maybe the Wen family taught him that."

This is possible. After all... everyone in the Wen family is not simple.