Black Lotus Concubine's Case-solving Notes

The date for departure back to Beijing is set for two days later.

Feng Jia didn't have much to pack, but she quickly packed two sets of old clothes. She had no relatives in Shicheng, let alone any friends, so no one came to see her off on the day of her departure. Only Aunt Gao, who was temporarily taking care of her, saw that she was in a pitiful situation and secretly stuffed a few baked meat pies into her bag to satisfy her hunger on the road.

Although it was not a valuable thing, Feng Jia was already grateful.

When it was still dawn, Feng Jia went out with a small bag on her back and arrived at the agreed location. Shen Jing and his entourage had been waiting for a long time.

He really preferred white, and today he was wearing a white robe, but the pattern embroidered with gold thread on the robe was different from that day. As if he didn't see Feng Jia, he stretched out his hand and made a secret signal, and Feng Jia saw that the falcon that was originally hovering above his head actually jumped into his palm obediently.

Shen Jing took off the paper tied to the eagle's leg, glanced at the contents, lit it with a tinder and threw it into the water. He then gave a secret signal and the eagle fluttered away.

Although the Shen family is only a third-rank military general's family, and there is only one legitimate son, Shen Jing, in this generation, the lack of offspring is a fatal problem for the Shen family. However, even so, the Shen family is still favored by the current emperor, and its status is irreplaceable. The main reason is the head of the Shen family, Shen Tongxu, who controls the largest intelligence network in the capital.

Few people in the capital knew this secret. It was only her then-husband Xie Zilin who accidentally revealed it to Feng Jia when she first entered the Xie Mansion.

Moreover, at that time, his father-in-law Xie Qian intended to match the fourth wife's daughter with Shen Jing. Now thinking about it, Xie Qian really put a lot of thought into it, trying to win over the Shen family with attentive relations in order to consolidate his position.

If she could use the Shen family's huge intelligence network...

"Why are you looking at me like that?!"

The young man's voice was like thunder in the sky. Feng Jia immediately retracted his thoughts, put on a humble and submissive look, walked in front of Shen Jing, bowed and said, "Young General."

Shen Jing ignored him, took a sip of hot tea from his subordinate, and said with a frown, "Since you are young, I will give you another reminder. Xie Lanzhao, although you are a concubine's daughter, you are still a lady of the Xie family. You must always remember your status and etiquette, and don't stare at men like a nymphomaniac all day long. This is still in Shicheng, and there is no one else around. If you dare to do this again in the capital, your rigid father who always adheres to the teachings of Confucius and Mencius will know about it, and a beating is not a light punishment!"

"I'm afraid they'll kick you out of the house and send you to live in a remote place like this! You'll be crying then!"

Feng Jia listened silently but said nothing.

During these few days of getting along, she found that although this little general who always had a sharp tongue and a sour face said things that were always unpleasant to the ear, he actually had no bad intentions and was a typical example of someone who said one thing and did another.

Shen Jing added: "Besides, this general is as handsome as Pan An, and you, a little concubine, can't dream of him. Give up that idea as soon as possible!"

Feng Jia: “…” Okay, she took back what she said before. This person is not only sharp-tongued but also extremely narcissistic!

A few days ago, Xie Haoxuan told her that the Xie family had originally planned to arrange for an old maid in the mansion to pick her up, but a rare drought occurred in the neighboring Yangcheng County, and the traveler could not pass through the city for a while. It happened that he had to return to Beijing after finishing his business in Shicheng, so his father sent a letter to him and asked him to escort him all the way.

But Feng Jia looked around and didn't see Xie Haoxuan.

As if he saw the confusion on Feng Jia's face, Shen Jing said, "Don't look for it anymore. Your second brother has something to do and has to go ahead. He will meet you after we pass Yangcheng. I will take you all the way." After that, Shen Jing took the luggage from Feng Jia and tied it to the horse, his tone still impatient.

"My business is to return to the capital. Giving you a ride is just a side trip. A carriage will slow down your progress. You should ride with us on horseback. If you can't stand the bumps... then you have to bear it!"

Feng Jia said nothing, turned around and walked behind Shen Jing, but was stopped by him again: "Where are you going?! Get on this horse!"

Shen Jing patted his chestnut horse.

"Young General, you want to ride with me?" Feng Jia understood the implication of Shen Jing's words and felt his scalp tingling.

Shen Jing had already anticipated the worst-case scenario. Xie Lanzhao would definitely not be able to get used to this bumpy ride, and he would have to take care of him if he vomited all over. The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He planned to rent a carriage after passing Guangzhou if it really didn't work. When he looked up, the anger in his heart rose again.

"What does that look of disdain in your eyes mean? I don't even disdain you at all!"

"I dare not," Feng Jia shook his head repeatedly, "but the young general is almost an adult, and it might affect your reputation if you and I ride on the same horse."

"You should consider me," Shen Jing snorted coldly, "Do you want to ride one yourself? How can a shallow country girl like you ride a horse?"

He seemed to have heard a joke, and his subordinates also laughed along with contemptuous looks.

Feng Jia did not argue.

Her past life experience taught her that if someone is prejudiced against you, no matter how much you say, it will all be seen as quibbling.

The best way to break prejudice is to slap it in the face.

Slap him in the face in public!

Women are shallow? Haha.

Feng Jia circled around the remaining horses and finally stopped at the end of the team, in front of a black horse. The horse's front hooves kicked up heavy dust and made an anxious "chicken" sound.

"Miss Xie, this horse is wild and hard to tame. You should change it." The guard who was leading the horse spoke politely, but there was disdain in his eyes. He seemed to think that Xie Lanzhao was indeed a crude countryman who didn't know how to choose a horse. "How about I let my subordinates pick a docile one for you?"

"No, I want it."

Just want it?

"This..." The guard looked at Shen Jing in embarrassment. However, the other party seemed to be determined to see her make a fool of herself, and did not speak to stop her, but crossed his arms to watch the show.

The guard was asked to loosen the reins. Feng Jia took the reins and touched the horse's shiny, black, and hard mane.

"If you can't do it, don't try to be brave. Don't cry if you fall." Shen Jing reminded her from behind when he saw that she was really going to get on the horse.

Feng Jia seemed not to have heard and had already stepped on the pedal.

"Xie Lanzhao, it's still not too late to come down now." Seeing that she was serious, Shen Jing could no longer laugh and even put down his arms.

"This horse is shy. It took me a lot of effort to tame it. Why are you showing off? Get off now! I promise I won't laugh at you!"

Shen Jing stretched out his hand to pull Feng Jia down, but the woman who was sitting upright suddenly squeezed the horse's belly. The horse felt pain, neighed loudly, raised its front hooves and ran away quickly, and the flying smoke and dust sprayed all over Shen Jing's face.

Everyone was stunned.

"Idiot! You'll really cause trouble for others!"

Shen Jing wiped his face, looked at the girl's back which was getting farther and farther away, cursed angrily, then jumped on his horse and chased in the direction of Feng Jia.

There was a turbulent river not far away. Occasionally, a few pieces of driftwood were washed down by the current and hit the raised rocks in the middle and immediately broke into pieces.

Seeing Feng Jia's horse going faster and faster and totally out of control, while he was getting farther and farther away from her, Shen Jing thought it was all over.

If anything happened to Xie Lanzhao in his hands, he would not be able to get past the Prime Minister's Mansion, let alone Xie Haoxuan! He could not help but shout anxiously: "Pull the horse rope! Xie Lanzhao, pull the horse rope for me! Stop, do you hear me!"

Feng Jia turned a deaf ear to it. If it were in the past, she would not have dared to take the risk, but now she had the props to help her.

A line of blue information appeared in my mind.

[Exquisite horse riding skills: You have an innate talent for horse riding and your skills are excellent. This item is a passive item and does not need to be triggered.]

Let her try out her new gadget.

Seeing that the turbulent river was approaching, but the horse had no intention of stopping, as if it wanted to die together with Feng Jia. Feng Jia held the reins tightly with one hand and clenched the other hand into a fist, hitting the black horse's eye socket with all his strength.

The horse neighed in pain and its legs jumped high, almost forming a straight line.

Shen Jingxin cried out, "Oh no! The horse was frightened!"

However, what he didn't expect was that even at this point, the woman had not yet fallen off the horse!

Feng Jia seemed to have anticipated this. He adjusted his posture the moment the horse's hoof was raised. He grabbed the black horse's mane with one hand and punched the horse's eye sockets with the other hand at a faster speed, one punch after another.

Her body was so thin, but her fists were swung with great force. The black horse neighed, raised its hooves and dropped them heavily, and ran forward like mad.

The river is getting closer.

Fifty meters.

Thirty meters.

Ten meters!

Feng Jia's punches became more and more ferocious.

The soft sand at the edge of the river had been sunken by the horse's hooves. Seeing that both the man and the horse were about to rush into the river, Feng Jia grabbed the horse's neck and suddenly tightened his grip.

The horse was caught off guard, and its front hooves were raised high again, gesticulating weakly in the air. On the verge of suffocation, it suddenly turned, changed direction and stopped.

Shen Jing behind him was stunned.

The group of soldiers who were exhausted and staggering after trying their best to catch up were even more dumbfounded.