Chapter 108: Chancellor Song Stirs Up Trouble for the Child
With the Dragon Boat Festival approaching, the young masters of the Prime Minister Song’s household began running into trouble one after another, as though they had made an appointment to incur romantic debts.
First, Song Zhiyu was lured into a trap. He met a fellow townsman from a poor scholarly family, and after being flattered a few times, he eagerly called the man his sworn brother. A few days later, he accepted an invitation to dinner at the man’s home. The next morning, he discovered himself lying naked as a boiled chicken in the girl’s bed.
That was when the trouble began. The girl’s family caught him and demanded that he take responsibility. Otherwise, they threatened to beat the grievance drum and lodge a complaint. Song Zhiyu was driven nearly mad by the uproar and wanted to pick up a knife and fight them on the spot.
Everyone said Song Zhiyu was blessed with good fortune. Yet even this wretched misfortune had found him—and he had become the leading man in it. Could this possibly be called good fortune?
What a load of rubbish.
Song Zhiyu was itching to roll up his sleeves and settle accounts with the fortune-teller who had once read his destiny.
He was not a fool. He knew he had been set up, but the fact remained that a young woman had been lying beside him. The other party refused to let the matter go and was determined to cling to him, even if it meant taking her in as a concubine. The nuisance became so unbearable that, fearing the matter would reach the ears of the eldest brother of the family, he confessed everything and took responsibility himself.
Then there was his eldest nephew, Song Lingsu. He had gone to a poetry gathering at a classmate’s country estate, only to be tricked into barging into a guest room. By the greatest coincidence, the woman inside had been changing clothes. Song Lingsu’s face had gone white with fright.
As for the twin brothers, they had merely saved a beauty from danger, yet the girl promptly offered to sell herself to them. She insisted on following the brothers back to the residence and even volunteered to share their bed and serve them both.
These uncles and nephews of the Song family had endured a series of such disreputable disasters, and every one of them now drooped like wilted daylilies, unable to raise his head.
It was simply too humiliating.
They had actually fallen into traps riddled with holes.
“Oh? You’re blushing? Is it embarrassment or anger?” Song Zhiyuan rubbed the Buddhist beads around his wrist and regarded the younger brothers, sons, and nephews standing in a line with a half-smile.
The younger ones did not dare make a sound.
Only Song Zhiyu smacked his lips and said, “No, big brother, you’re the one who stirred all this up. How could you toy with us like that?”
It was utterly infuriating.
That was right. Everything described above had been orchestrated by Song Zhiyu, the head of the family.
“You think it was merely an act to toy with you? Well, yes, I did deliberately toy with you. But if I had not told you the truth, everything would have been real. Have you considered what the consequences would be?” Song Zhiyu looked at them coldly. “If word had spread, you would have been entangled in these troubles, disgusted as though you had swallowed a fly. I, and the Prime Minister’s Residence, would have been attacked and impeached as well.”
Everyone fell silent.
“What you experienced was merely the tip of the iceberg. The intrigues within the inner household are far more ruthless and sinister than you imagine, and the methods employed are endless. I would rather scheme against you first than let someone else truly scheme against you, because the consequences would be far more cruel than this. After this experience, you will be more cautious in the future. Never place too much trust in anyone. Keep your wits about you, and do not offer your kindness indiscriminately, lest your kindness go unrewarded and you end up paying for it with your own ruin.”
“Uncle, we understand. We will certainly be careful from now on.” Song Lingzhao hastily declared his position.
Song Lingjie added, “My mother always says that women are like tigers, and that the prettier a woman is, the more wary one must be. It seems she was right. They’re terrifying. From now on, I must keep my distance from them.”
Song Zhiyuan: “…”
How did Madam Jiang usually speak to the children? She had twisted their understanding of women completely.
He turned toward Song Zhiyu and Song Lingsu, his expression growing cold.
“Lingzhao and the others have never traveled far. They are young and inexperienced, so I can overlook their mistakes. But the two of you have disappointed me. You recently returned to our ancestral home to pay respects to our forebears. I thought that what you saw and experienced along the way would have made you more composed. It seems I was mistaken.”
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