Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 201 Expulsion from the War Palace
Zhan Qingcheng came out of Hongxiufang and bumped into Anji, Anji drove the carriage towards Zhan Qingcheng with an ambiguous smile: "Master, why did you run into Hongxiufang so suddenly, it's late at night, the big weddings in the mansion Things have already started to be taken care of, the old lady asked the little one to come and find you." Jin

Zhan Qingcheng glanced at the gloomy fifth floor through the window of the car. The lights on the fifth floor were not turned on. In Chang'an City, where the lights were dimmed due to the wind and snow, there was a touch of paranoid loneliness.

Anji gave the rope to Ji Quan, got into the carriage, and said suspiciously: "My lord, I seem to have seen a girl run out of Hongxiufang and got into the carriage of the prime minister's mansion. My younger sister used to perform in this Red Sleeve Workshop, could it be that..."

"How is she?" Hearing Anji's endless nagging, Zhan Qingcheng's heart was on Su Fengjin, but he didn't know that Su Fengjin was frozen now.

Anji has a better understanding of Su Fengjin's status. She thinks that if she pleases Su Fengjin in the future, she will really gain a place in the Zhanfu.

"The little messenger lit a fire outside to keep it warm. Lord, the small courtyard by the Qinhuai River has been bought and tidied up."

Subconsciously, Zhan Qingcheng caressed the purse on his body, and hummed.

Anji half-jokingly said: "Master, you bought a small courtyard in that wonderful place, why don't you want a golden house to hide your beauty?"

Zhan Qingcheng pondered those four words, his eyes brightened slightly: "It's okay to explain it this way."

Anji's face turned pale with shock, and he nearly fell off the carriage.

The carriage was speeding along the wide and righteous road of Chang'an City, the horseshoes smashed the colorful lights all over the ground, and splashed some snow residue that was crushed and rubbed into the mud leaves.

The snow at night was much smaller than that in the daytime. It was fine and rustling, as silent as spring rain, with only the overwhelming chill, trying to lock the entire Chang'an city into the cold winter.

Because of Zhan's big marriage, the mansion got busy early on. When Zhan Qingcheng returned to the house, he deliberately took a long detour, looked at Su Fengjin from a distance, and saw several big boys burning paper money beside her. The brazier was relieved, thinking that now that Xue was young, and she was wearing Zhan Qingcheng's big ink fox cloak, she wouldn't be able to freeze.

When everything in the Zhanfu is straightened out, the sky is already shining and the dusk is rising.

Because it is a ghost marriage, most ministers are taboo, and few people come.

Furthermore, the marriage was going to be done, but they couldn't smile all the time. Fortunately, the few ministers who had made good friends with the Zhanfu were highly adaptable and pretended to be indifferent.

And because the Prime Minister's Mansion is gone, and Miss Qing's second is also gone, so according to the usual practice, a person is needed to wear a wedding dress and hold a memorial tablet to pay homage to the hall.

The weddings in the Zhan Mansion were still going on as usual, silk and bamboo joyously proclaimed the sky with gongs and drums, red silk was spread all over the General's Mansion, and spectators gathered at the entrance of the Zhan Mansion.

Following the sound of welcoming the bride, Zhan Qingcheng came to the red sedan chair.

Xi Po in front of the sedan chair held a black umbrella in her hand, Zhan Qingcheng lightly kicked the sedan door, a pair of white and tender hands stretched out from inside the carriage, those hands were very clean, there was a shallow mark of a needle-top ring on the hand.

Suspiciously, Zhan Qingcheng led the person out, because it was a dark marriage, the etiquette and customs such as crossing the brazier were also avoided, only a visit to the hall was left.

The old lady sat in the main seat, and Lan Xin sat in the lower right seat. Looking at the bride, she glanced at Mrs. Qiu behind her. Mrs. Qiu made a proper look, and the master and servant understood.

Following the order of the ceremony official, I wanted to worship three times, but Zhan Qingcheng said lightly: "The left is just to let her be incensed by the Zhanfu, and to send her tablet to the Zongtang." waived.

The ceremonial officer had to let him go, she was just a daughter of a guilty minister, and now she is dead, who would care about it.

There were not many people coming to the court this time, just a few people with extremely low status, such a thing was not suitable for drinking and having fun in groups, so everyone wanted to find an excuse to run away.

Lan Xin glanced at the bride, and saw that she stepped back from her side and stepped on her skirt. Su Fengjin fell unsteadily to the ground, and the hijab fell to the ground leisurely with the cold wind.

Although it was a ghost marriage, the wedding dress worn by the bride was well prepared. Seeing Su Fengjin in the fiery wedding dress, the people present were stunned.

Several ministers murmured in private: "This...isn't this the Su family who gave the marriage today? It stands to reason that people in the mansion are not allowed to wear wedding dresses and hold tablets as gifts. Why is this..."

"Yeah, it's really absurd. I heard earlier that the Su family didn't obey women's ways when they were in the Zhao residence..."

Zhan Qingcheng stared at her in surprise: "Why is it you!"

The old lady glanced at the ministers who stayed behind to see the popular ones, her face was gloomy: "You are so brave!"

Su Fengjin was a little dazed: "I... It was the lady Qiu who was beside Lanxin who sent someone, saying that the girl who was married on behalf of her was sick, and the old lady asked me to take her place."

The old lady stared at her with a gloomy and icy gaze: "It's nonsense! Ever since we welcomed you, this Zhan Mansion has never been peaceful! Now you want to do such absurd things!"

Lan Xin hurriedly moved to the old lady's side, stretched out her hand to calm the old lady, and said obediently: "Mom, don't be angry, I'm afraid there may be a misunderstanding on this matter, in front of all adults, it's better to check it out, lest It will tarnish the reputation of sister Dongwu."

The old lady couldn't bear to get angry in front of all the adults, so she said patiently: "Invite the girl from the Daitang."

Su Fengjin knelt on the ground, and quickly thought about it. Mrs. Qiu did say that, but why did she become like this again.

"Old lady, I'm not lying. It was Mrs. Qiu who said it, and Mrs. Qiu led me to change clothes and make up." Su Fengjin looked at Mrs. Qiu, feeling very flustered.

Mrs. Qiu respectfully knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Madam, this old servant has been serving Grandma Lan Xin all the time today, and has never left for half a step. Grandma Lan Xin and everyone in the house can attest to that."

Su Fengjin looked at Pozi Qiu in surprise: "It was you who said it, why did you deny it again?"

Mrs. Qiu looked at Su Fengjin and said respectfully: "This old servant dares to ask, I don't know what color clothes this old servant wears to see Grandma Dongwu."

Su Fengjin thought about it carefully before saying: "It's a carmine red dress, and there are... lotus flowers embroidered on the skirt."

Everyone looked at Mrs. Qiu one after another. Mrs. Qiu was not wearing a carmine red dress, nor did she have any lotus flowers. Su Fengjin must have been lying.For a while, the discussion about Su Fengjin was like a fire, burning more and more intensely.

"I'm telling the truth..." Su Fengjin suddenly felt a little desperate when he saw the disgust on the faces of everyone.

Lan Xin glanced at the gloomy Zhan Qingcheng, and Haitang helped a girl from a distance and walked in. The girl was pale and limp. When she saw the old lady, she knelt on the ground, listlessly: "I have seen the old lady, General Zhan, Grandma Lanxin."

"Do you recognize the one kneeling next to you?" Lan Xin took the silver pipe in Zhiyu's hand and handed it to the old lady. The old lady took two puffs, and the anger in her heart subsided a little.

The girl suddenly pointed at Su Fengjin, and said angrily: "It was her, it was her who covered my mouth and nose with a tent kerchief, and I passed out."

Haitang presented a plain white veil, it was her veil, with a brocade character embroidered on it, and there was a smell of medicine.

Only then did Su Fengjin realize that she had been framed by someone, just like in the Zhao Mansion, where there were witnesses and evidence.

"General, you believe me, why would I do this." Su Fengjin stared at Zhan Qingcheng's gloomy face, and suddenly felt a little chill in her heart.

The girl next to her said in a strange way: "Who knows, maybe you were carried into the general's house on the day you married into the general's house, and you were not worshiped, so you thought about your own desires. Shi is a wicked and abandoned wife!"

The old lady felt ashamed when she heard these words. After all, when Su Fengjin was mentioned, everyone would automatically mention the Zhao family and the Zhan family.

Su Fengjin stared at the old lady suddenly, and boldly said: "I have a way to prove my innocence, old lady..."

Zhan Qingcheng took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and threw it beside Su Fengjin, his eyes were cold: "You have been in the mansion for more than three years and have not given birth to a son-in-law. This is a crime. If you enter the mansion, you are not involved in the house's internal affairs or your aunt. Tried to murder the wives and concubines in the mansion many times but failed, these three crimes, being jealous of Ruyu and forcing Ruyu to jump into the river to commit suicide, these four crimes, Su Fengjin, as evidenced by the letter of divorce, from today onwards, you are no longer from my Zhanfu mansion, man Marriage and daughter marriage are irrelevant, you can go."

Su Fengjin stood up abruptly, grabbed Zhan Qingcheng's robe, with a haggard face: "I didn't harm anyone, you said you believed me, you said so."

Zhan Qingcheng gritted his teeth, and waved her away with a flick of his hand: "That's enough, Anji, drive her out of the Zhan Mansion. Please also be a witness, I, Zhan Qingcheng, divorced the Su family today, and I will personally report to you tomorrow." Today, I will bear the thorn and plead guilty."

After all, Su Fengjin's marriage was bestowed by her superior, and after all, it was a household affair of the Zhanfu. It was not unreasonable for a group of old ministers to join in as peacemakers. All the ministers wavered for a while.

"I won't go, you said it, you said you believed me. Why are you lying? It's clear that you came to find me, saying that the girl is sick and let me take her place. You still have rouge in your hand!" Su Fengjin rushed towards Mrs. Qiu, grabbed Mrs. Qiu's hand and shook it.

Qiu Pozi's complexion trembled, she glanced at Lan Xin secretly, and wailed, "Grandma, grandma, save the slaves."

The old lady raised the teacup in her hand and threw it at Su Fengjin fiercely. The tea was boiling hot, and Zhan Qingcheng blocked it halfway, so it didn't hit Su Fengjin's face, but hit Zhan Qingcheng's The back of the hand, the back of the hand was hot red.

Zhan Qingcheng said lightly: "She is no longer from Zhanfu, so why should mother bother with her?"

The old lady stared at Su Fengjin, as if she breathed a sigh of relief, her manner was quite high: "Today I was welcoming that poor child Ruyu into our Zhanfu ancestral temple, but now I have taught you adults a joke."

"Where is it, this was originally a housework of the General's Mansion..."

Listening to these people's words, Su Fengjin felt very ironic. She lowered her eyes and opened the divorce letter in her hand, and tore it into pieces, but tears never fell from her eyes: "I won't leave, my darling Marriage is bestowed today!"

(End of this chapter)