After Transmigrating Into An Idiot - Chapter 14
Song Jianshuang nodded without exception. “That’s right. My father has already arranged a marriage for me in the capital.”
She had thought that once these words came out, no matter how thick-skinned the village headman’s son was, he would have to retreat.
Unexpectedly, this young man’s face was truly thicker than the bottom of a pot. There was no sign on his face that he intended to take his leave, and he was still blocking her path.
Because Song Qingzheng did not believe Song Jianshuang’s words at all. He only thought it was an excuse she had used to reject that young hunter.
Now that this excuse had been used on him, how could it be the same? He was the dignified son of the village headman, and a scholar too. How could he be compared to a little hunter?
Even taking a step back, so what if it was true? Song Jianshuang had already returned to her hometown to take refuge. That showed her faraway fiancé in the capital was useless.
Since he was useless, why not change to someone else?
After thinking it over, Song Qingzheng said, believing himself to be perfectly kind and well-intentioned, “I won’t hide it from Miss Song. I heard about your father’s matter from my father. You are in a difficult position now. Why not settle down here? In the future, even if something happens to your family, you will already be another household’s wife, so you won’t be implicated.”
Although the Baiyue dynasty had grave crimes that could condemn an entire clan, a married daughter had always no longer been counted as a member of her birth clan. As long as Song Jianshuang was willing to marry him, everything would be fine.
Song Qingzheng was not stupid either. He had calculated everything clearly in his heart. At worst, Song Jianshuang’s father would be convicted, but that would not implicate him, an outsider to the family. He could still bring a beauty home.
Thinking optimistically, if Song Jianshuang’s father was released without guilt, then he, the son-in-law who had offered help in her hour of danger, would rise along with the tide. His father-in-law was a proper fourth-rank official.
Song Jianshuang could not empathize with his current mood.
A difficult position? Become someone’s wife? Avoid being implicated?
Heh. If she were afraid of being implicated by her father, she would not have traveled thousands of li back to her hometown to look for Qiu Liang, this variable.
Although no matter how she looked—left, right, sideways, or upside down—she could not see what was so formidable about this fool Qiu Liang, she was different from an amateur like herself, who only knew a little. Her father was highly skilled in divination. On a matter concerning the lives of the entire family, he absolutely would not have miscalculated.
Father had said the variable could break the deadlock. She only needed to bring Qiu Liang back to the capital.
Song Jianshuang swept him a faint glance. “There is no need for Young Master Song to trouble himself. Please return if there is nothing else.”
Had he not seen the crying and shouting next door? Although she had no time to watch the full scene, she had heard more or less what happened.
The people from the gambling house had no sense of trust or righteousness. They had actually counted the ten taels of silver she had given earlier as payment for granting one night’s grace. The fifty-tael gambling debt still stood.
In the end, the Qiu family’s old couple had failed to keep their coffin money. The entire family, old and young, was now staring toward her side.
Song Jianshuang felt a sense of crisis from being watched. Although this family would not dare do anything openly, what if they acted in secret? Wealth could move people’s hearts.
She could not stay in Song Family Village for another moment.
Her heart was anxious, but Song Qingzheng was not anxious at all. He even thought Song Jianshuang did not want to implicate him, and immediately expressed his loyalty. “Miss Song, rest assured. Even if your father is convicted, our whole family will treat you well and absolutely won’t look down on you. My father is the village headman, and I am also a scholar. We absolutely won’t let you live bitterly.”
Song Jianshuang pressed the corners of her lips together. The word “scram” almost escaped her mouth.
Seeing that being soft did not work, she went straight to being hard. She said coldly, “May I ask what rank of official the village headman is? You call yourself a scholar, but do you hold any scholarly title?”
He definitely did not. Otherwise, he would have shown it off long ago. Over and over, all he said was “my father is the village headman.” Did he have anything else to say?
Being attacked so directly, Song Qingzheng’s expression turned a little ugly. But his brain was stubborn. After imagining that Song Jianshuang had only said such harsh words because she did not want to implicate him, he instantly moved himself deeply.
“Miss Song, I sincerely wish to marry you. Don’t be afraid. Even if I’m implicated by your father, I won’t blame you.”
Song Jianshuang felt exhausted. Why did each and every one of them fail to understand human speech? Where had all his studying gone?
By the wall, Qiu Liang’s shoulders shook from listening, and she almost could not hold back her laughter. This was what they called the cycle of heavenly justice, one thing overcoming another, right?
No matter how brilliant Song Jianshuang’s schemes were, she could not withstand someone like Song Qingzheng, who covered his ears and stole the bell. No matter how she rejected him, his mind was full of: I’m not listening, I’m not listening, I don’t believe you, you must be saying this only because you don’t want to drag me down.
A scholar this good at deceiving himself and making up endless fantasies was truly one of a kind.
From the corner of her eye, Song Jianshuang caught sight of Qiu Liang by the wall, holding back laughter. Not only was she tired, she was also angry.
There was even someone watching the joke…
She took a deep breath and raised her hand to point. “Since that is the case, I’ll speak frankly. Young Master Song came at an unfortunate time. Last night, she slept in my room and shared my bed.”
Song Qingzheng froze, unable to react. And then?
He knew Qiu Liang. She was one of the biggest fools in Song Family Village.
But weren’t they talking about marriage? Why had this fool suddenly been dragged into it?
Song Jianshuang said calmly, “She and I already have the reality of husband and wife between us, so I can only disappoint Young Master Song’s kind intentions.”
Young Master Song was dumbfounded. His gaze swept over Song Jianshuang, then followed the direction of her finger to Qiu Liang, who was playing with mud by the wall. For a long while, he could not come back to himself.
What was this?
Qiu Liang was kneading a mud ball and smearing it onto the wall. When she heard Song Jianshuang’s words, her eyes instantly went straight, and the mud ball in her hand smeared into a messy splatter.
Good thing she did not smear this broken wall down.
Forget Song Qingzheng being unable to recover. She was stunned too, all right?
Did this woman know what she was saying?
Song Qingzheng struggled to digest the meaning of those words, his face turning red from holding back. “Miss Song must be joking. She is also a woman. What’s strange about you sharing a bed?” How did that become the reality of husband and wife?
Why was his clever big head finding this harder and harder to understand?
“Young Master Song is a scholar, so you should know that the laws of this dynasty allow women to marry each other.” Song Jianshuang remained composed. When she looked at Qiu Liang, her gaze seemed almost full enough to bloom into flowers, overflowing with deep tenderness.
Song Qingzheng stared at Qiu Liang a couple more times, still unwilling to believe it. He stammered, “She… she’s a fool. I…”
Where was he lacking?
He had only been a few days late. How had the difference become so huge?
Song Jianshuang slowly curved her lips and said gently, “She merely does not understand worldly matters, but her sincerity is pure and complete. Since I have already… In short, I will take responsibility for her. Young Master Song, please return.”
The beauty looked shy, as if deeply rooted in affection for Qiu Liang. The smile on her lips was dazzlingly bright.
Qiu Liang: “…”
Qiu Liang was shocked!
This woman really could act. She was practically going to blind her eyes.
Wait, take responsibility for her…
Judging by Song Jianshuang’s meaning, did that make her the one on the bottom?
This woman was fabricating things out of nothing, bullying her because she was pretending to be stupid and mute, ruining her innocence!
Song Qingzheng found it even harder to accept. “You… how could you do this?”
His voice actually carried a hint of tears, exactly like his mother when she was furious. He covered his face and fled.
After finally dealing with him, Song Jianshuang let out a soft breath of relief. She shut the courtyard gate and looked at Qiu Liang. “Come inside with me.”
After entering the room and closing the door, Qiu Liang washed her hands clean and looked at Song Jianshuang with an amused expression.
Should this woman not explain what she had just said?
Song Jianshuang seemed to guess what she was thinking and said without changing expression, “Did I say anything wrong? Wasn’t it you who shared my bed last night?”
Qiu Liang did not deny it. “It was me.”
“Aren’t you mine right now?”
This time, Qiu Liang refused to admit it. “That’s because of the deed of sale, not the reality of husband and wife you mentioned.” Stop secretly switching concepts. Did she really think Qiu Liang was stupid?
“It’s all the same. You are my maidservant, and I am your master. Is there a problem with me saying I will take responsibility for you?” Song Jianshuang said leisurely.
Qiu Liang smiled. “Miss Song truly deserves to be someone from a big place. This move of shifting disaster eastward was quite good.”
How was it the same?!
Song Jianshuang smiled too. “Enough nonsense. I’ll give you silver. Hurry and squat by the door. Once you find a chance when no one is around, we leave immediately.”
It was not that she was judging others by her own petty standards, but no one in the Qiu family was easy to deal with.
Especially the Qiu family’s second son. When she closed the courtyard gate earlier, she had casually glanced over and saw that Qiu Ming’s eyes looked full of schemes. Who knew if he was currently thinking about her silver?
She truly was not confident that they could walk out of Song Family Village smoothly. What if the Qiu family came out to stop them? After all, this fool had once been their daughter in name. Better to sail carefully for ten thousand years.
Qiu Liang caught the broken silver Song Jianshuang tossed over and shut her mouth with a smile. If Song Jianshuang had said earlier that there was silver, she would not have said another word.
In any case, they were leaving Song Family Village today. Even this young lady from the capital did not care about her reputation, so what did a fool like her have to be coy about?
Forget the fact that those words would at most spread around the village. Even if someone from the village went to the capital and spread it there, she could just refuse to admit it.
She was a penniless fool. She was not afraid.
Qiu Liang also knew what Song Jianshuang was worried about. And to be honest, her cheap eldest nephew really was guarding the entrance next door, his little eyes constantly glancing this way.
Clearly, he was keeping watch. The Qiu family really had been pushed tight by money and had developed a thief’s heart.
Song Jianshuang sat at the table drinking tea, sip after sip. It was not because she was thirsty. She was simply hungry.
She looked at the two plates, then took another large sip of tea. She would rather die than eat.
They waited until noon, when the cooking smoke from next door rose slowly, then vanished again.
Qiu Liang finally returned to the room. “The Qiu family is eating. Let’s go quickly.”
Song Jianshuang wasted no words. She picked up the small bundle and left.
Qiu Liang shouldered the large bundle and followed closely behind.