The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

There was only a moment of chaos and the situation was quickly brought under control.

The Jinwu Guards took away all the old scholars, but they were still respectful to Lin Qiao, who beat people.

Zeng Fu, who was watching all this quietly from the side, originally felt a little cold in his heart, but now his heart was completely frozen.

He followed the crowd into the examination room in a daze. His mind was no longer able to anticipate whether the plot against Lin Qiao would fail. After those old scholars were captured alive, what would be the fate of someone like him who got involved. The more Zeng Fu thought about it, the more panicked he became. He tried to write several times but couldn't form a single word, and thus wasted several sheets of paper.

It is not difficult to imagine that if he found out that his "accomplices" outside had already begun celebrating their victory, then... he would probably not even have the strength to stand.

Although influenced by rumors in the capital, the candidates taking the exam had many speculations about Lin Qiao's identity, but with the Spring Examination approaching, they still calmed down and concentrated on taking the exam. The door of the examination room was slowly closed, and everything inside and outside the room returned to peace.

The conspirators who had begun to imagine a bright future in the restaurant in advance had no idea that their "exquisite" plan was actually always controlled by the woman they wanted to deal with the most.

It's like a little insect caught in a spider web, still flapping its wings ignorantly.

Yao San suddenly felt a little nervous for some reason. He drank one glass of wine after another, thinking that after this incident, he would be credited with honor. Although he still could not divorce that annoying wife at home, he might be able to be more unrestrained.

After all, he has grown from a rising star who needed his father-in-law's care to someone who can work with General He.

As early as the day he married He Sangrou, Yao San secretly swore that after stepping on the ladder of the He family, he must let everyone realize that his ability is very outstanding. His wife's powerful family is just icing on the cake for his ability. It is his wife's family that wants to invest in him as a talent, rather than him trying to get promoted by pulling on his wife's skirt...

These years, Yao San felt that his life was really depressing.

Without him.

Although He Sangrou brought great support, the family behind her was too powerful, and her biological father had no intention of ignoring this married woman. In the beginning, when the couple got along, Yao San was always the one who suffered losses and had to tolerate.

Later, he emphasized the shortcomings of He Sangrou's character to her day after day, stressing that he loved her enough to be willing to tolerate this spoiled girl.

His efforts did pay off. He Sangrou firmly believed in her husband's love for her, but at the same time her possessiveness of her husband became stronger and stronger - this was something Yao San had not expected. He originally wanted a good wife who was of noble status, loved him deeply, and was willing to restrain her temper for him. However, he did not expect that his brainwashing over the years had indeed made He Sangrou develop deep feelings for him. But her temper... After all, she had been a domineering young lady for more than ten years, and her father still doted on her after she got married. Her nature was difficult.

Drinking and chatting.

Yao San picked up a dish of meat in front of him with chopsticks. Just as he was about to put it into his mouth, he heard a rapid clapping sound coming from outside the door: "Master! Master, something bad has happened! There's a fire in the mansion!!!"

At first, the drunk Yao San couldn't tell who was talking. He just ate a bite of food and drank a sip of wine. It wasn't until someone blew a cold handkerchief directly on his face that Yao San suddenly regained some consciousness: "Ouch! Who is it?! What are you doing?!"

The man cried, "Master! It's bad! There was a fire in our house for no apparent reason!!"

Yao San was stunned, looked up at the man for a while, and then screamed: "The fire broke out?! In my house?!"

"Master, please come back with me to have a look!" The attendant was sweating. "I don't know how it caught fire, but the door can't be opened. Before I came here, I only heard... I only heard someone inside shouting for help. I don't know what's going on now..."

With such a horrific thing happening, how could anyone present sit still?

They all stood up and, relying on their drunkenness, wanted to go to Yao San's house to put out the fire.

Of course, there were also people who didn’t drink much. They rolled their eyes and pretended to be drunk, not wanting to get involved easily.

Push the time forward a little.

Yao Mansion.

Although He Sangrou had been squeezed out and had to live in the most remote place in the mansion these days, she had been in charge of the household for many years and had useful people under her. Yao's mother was worried that her daughter-in-law would be able to mobilize all the servants in the mansion and that would be detrimental to her and others, so she used the excuse of provoking trouble to sell all of He Sangrou's companion rooms and the servants she usually used.

This time, He Sangrou seemed to have softened to the extreme. She watched coldly as all her people were sent away. She turned around and asked Yao's mother and others to use her dowry to buy new servants.

She seemed to have become a complete punching bag, but Yao's mother was still not satisfied because it was getting late and the pawnshop was closed and could not bring anyone to her house for her to choose. She got very angry and pointed at He Sangrou and scolded her. She then ordered her daughter-in-law to take the money to the pawnshop early the next morning to find a matchmaker to come to her house - of course, the money that she had taken from He Sangrou on the pretext of buying someone would not be returned to her.

Although all the servants originally in the house were sold, Yao's mother and others also brought some servants with them. They were all their confidants. Before He Sangrou bought new people, they eagerly occupied a few lucrative positions like dividing pork.

He Sangrou indulged them like a bodhisattva and even ordered several banquets to "celebrate" everyone.

The Yao Mansion suddenly became noisy, but Yao's mother and others felt that the mansion was lively and popular enough. In addition, they finally defeated He Sangrou, a daughter-in-law of extraordinary family background, so they became more relaxed and complacent. They sent the servants to the banquet, and they also used He Sangrou's dowry to order wine and expensive food to celebrate.

He didn't notice the strange noise coming from the door, and didn't realize that He Sangrou, who was supposed to be serving by their side and allowing them to continue humiliating and oppressing her, had quietly disappeared...

While all these things were slowly fermenting in the inner house, Yao San, for the sake of the "big event" the next day, rejected his mother's invitation to drink and have fun together. Instead, he spent the entire night guarding his only remaining official uniform in the front yard. At dawn the next day, he could not wait to go out.

Behind him, a wisp of black smoke rose slowly. Yao San, who was preoccupied with his future and plans, was unaware of the disaster happening in his home. He was even less aware that his wife, whom he hated, was standing behind the pillar at the door, quietly watching his back.

Gently bite a blister on your fingertips caused by the flint burn.