After sharing a body with her husband

Shang Lingjun smiled.

"So, Miss Ah Xuan has become Mr. Zhuang's female disciple and has become arrogant and looks down on women in the inner quarters of this world. Does this mean that Miss Ah Xuan will never get married in the future?"

"Among the people of this world, not to mention women, even among men, very few can attend school. Is that your reason to look down on people?"

Shang Lingjun's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, enough to carry to every corner of the shop. Of course, everyone in the bookstore heard it, and they seemed thoughtful, quite agreeing with Shang Lingjun's words.

Then he looked at Xie Zhaoqing, who had suddenly risen to fame, and the look in his eyes became subtle.

"You! Stop your sophistry, that's not what I meant at all!"

Xie Zhaoqing was momentarily annoyed. Noticing the strange looks from those around her, she realized she had made a public slip of the tongue.

It's all because of that green tea bitch Shang Lingjun. Every time she sees her, she gets angry, and she always gets provoked!

In front of Jinglang, he patted his chest and said he would apologize next time he saw her. He just pretends to be a good person. Now that he actually sees her, he still speaks ill of her. This pretentious face is disgusting!

How did you know?

But Xie Zhaoqing quickly snorted coldly, slightly raising his chin, and said:

"It's good that you know now. Fortune changes every thirty years, and things always turn around. Shang Lingjun, stop looking down on me!"

Even if Shang Lingjun didn't know, Xie Zhaoqing planned to tell her anyway.

She finally felt incredibly relieved, having been holding back her frustration for so long!

Mr. Zhuang has students all over the world. Not to mention the Xie family, even the prefectural and royal families have to give Mr. Zhuang some face, and they also have to give this disciple of the Zhuang family some face!

Even Master Xie, whom Old Madam Wei was most proud of, was a third-rank official. So what? He was once Mr. Zhuang's student. If he saw her now, he should call her "Junior Sister".

From then on, Xie Zhaoqing could come and go freely at banquets throughout the capital!

Aren't you afraid of not being able to make connections with powerful and influential people?

The Xie family is nothing but a piece of trash!

We'll see...

Shang Lingjun looked completely bewildered.

"What's wrong, Miss Xuan? Why are you so excited to see me?"

Cheng Xingjian stood in front of Xie Zhaoqing with a serious expression.

"The bookstore is a quiet place, so Madam should not quarrel with my junior sister. As the wife of Master Xie, you should have the demeanor and dignity of a noble lady. Otherwise, it will only invite gossip."

Xie Zhaoqing hid behind Cheng Xingjian, raising an eyebrow smugly.

Shang Lingjun wasn't too angry, but Huo Chuan was furious.

I'll beat him up; I'll take responsibility if anything happens.

Cheng Xingjian, that bastard!

Knowing that Ati is his wife, how dare he speak so rudely?

[Chuan Chuan, don't resort to violence so easily. He's just a simp supporting character.]

Shang Lingjun did not take it seriously.

Huo Chuan was dumbfounded. What dog? What male supporting character?

Why can't he understand?

Although Shang Lingjun was smiling, the smile didn't reach her eyes, and her words were quite sharp.

"It's just a verbal dispute between two women. How dare you, a man, jump in and interrupt? Since Miss Xuan calls you 'senior brother,' you must be Mr. Zhuang's student, right?"

I thought that scholars and intellectuals, who have read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles, should be able to distinguish right from wrong. I never expected that Mr. Zhuang would have a student like you.

As soon as I walked in, Miss Xuan started talking to me in a sarcastic tone. Everyone present heard it. Why didn't you say anything just now?

Shang Lingjun looked Cheng Xingjian up and down with a "you're giving me a really strange look" and then said:

"Besides, what business is it of yours how I talk to my future sister-in-law?"

Xie Zhaoqing was visibly stunned when she heard Shang Lingjun say the words "future sister-in-law."

That scheming woman, Shang Lingjun, actually accepted her as her sister-in-law?

"What...what did you say?" Xie Zhaoqing was stunned.

Cheng Xingjian was taken aback at first, his face gradually flushing red. He looked at Xie Zhaoqing in surprise, a hint of hurt in his eyes.

"Junior Sister, you've arranged a marriage with General Xiao?"

Xie Zhaoqing wanted to admit her relationship with Xiao Jing, but in that instant, she inexplicably shook her head.

"No, I'm just a distant relative of the Xiao family. My cousin A-Jing has been taking good care of me."

She's only thinking about her future; she shouldn't be fixated on current romantic relationships.

Only when she has the ability to be worthy of Jinglang can they stay together for a long time.

Cheng Xingjian was a descendant of a founding marquis and the hereditary Earl of Zhongyong, while he was the eldest grandson of the Cheng family and the next heir to the title.

It is essential to maintain a good relationship with him.

Shang Lingjun raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Oh?"

A strange thought suddenly popped into her mind: Aren't Xie Zhaoqing and Xiao Jing the so-called male and female leads?

What if the relationship between the male and female protagonists develops a rift, or even if the female protagonist finds someone else?

What if Xie Zhaoqing, in the process of climbing the social ladder, tried to curry favor with other men in order to curry favor with the powerful and wealthy?

Xiao Jing will not stand idly by. In time, he will be able to cut off Shang Lingjun's path to power without her even needing to intervene.

Perhaps feeling uneasy under Shang Lingjun's gaze, Xie Zhaoqing decided to leave.

"This shabby bookstore has nothing, let's go!"

Just as she was about to leave, Xie Zhaoqing turned back to look at Shang Lingjun and said:

"Your aunt said that you should go back to your parents' home when you have time. Also, I've been invited to the Xie family to discuss poetry and philosophy in a while, so we'll see each other again. Your brother will be there too."

After saying that, she smiled smugly and left with Cheng Xingjian.

"hiss……"

Shang Lingjun doubted her ears. Who in the Xie family was so blind as to invite Xie Zhaoqing to their home to discuss poetry and philosophy?

How come she didn't know?

Immediately afterward, Mrs. Liang walked in, looking completely bewildered.

"Madam, isn't that Miss Meng Xuan? You two didn't have a conflict, did you?"

Shang Lingjun immediately asked Liang's mother what was going on.

"It's a poetry gathering organized by my grandfather. It includes his students and protégés, as well as invited literary figures. They just talk about poetry and philosophy and chat. My grandfather said he wanted the children in the family to go and listen, so they could be influenced by what they hear."

This is a good thing; there's an event like this every year. But don't worry, Madam, the male guests are all in the outer courtyard; it won't affect the affairs of us women in the inner courtyard.

"That's what Liang's mother said."

Shang Lingjun understood; so that's how it is.

Perhaps it was because Xie Zhaoqing's reputation as Mr. Zhuang's only female disciple became well-known that Mr. Xie's students and followers were curious enough to send her invitations as well?

When Manager Wang saw that it was actually Madam Liang, he quickly bowed and greeted her.

"What brings you here, Madam Liang?"

"This is Madam Seven. She has something to ask you," Madam Liang introduced.

Shopkeeper Wang looked at Shang Lingjun in surprise and exclaimed in an exaggerated "Oh!"

"It's all my fault for being so blind that I didn't recognize the Seventh Madam. Please, Madam, come upstairs to the study and have some tea."

In the study, Shang Lingjun placed the poem on the table and went straight to the point:

"Manager Wang, we can discuss shop matters later. First, tell me, how long would it take to bind these into a book and print two thousand copies?"

Shopkeeper Wang flipped through the poems, becoming more and more amazed with each reading.

"This is absolutely brilliant!"

As a scholar, he couldn't help but feel his heart surge with emotion.

"Madam, the printing process is quite complicated, and two thousand copies is a large quantity. Even if we rush the work, it will take at least two or three months."

This is roughly in line with Shang Lingjun's prediction when she arrived: two or three months. Although it's a bit long, it's still manageable.

"Alright, two or three months it is, but I have one condition: the production of this book must be kept secret, especially its contents, which must not be leaked." Shang Lingjun's expression was serious.

Manager Wang nodded emphatically.

"Madam, please rest assured. Our bookstore has its own printing workers. None of them are literate, but as you have instructed, I will certainly handle things properly. However..."

Manager Wang was somewhat puzzled.

"These poems are all exquisitely beautiful, but I've never heard of them before, and none of them bear the author's name."

"These were all written by great predecessors, but the originals were lost and they have never been seen by the world. The author's name is..."

Shang Lingjun thought for a moment and came up with a good name:

"Zihan!"

Xie Zhaoqing mentioned this name at the end of his previous life.

Shang Lingjun was already looking forward to it. She wondered how scared Xie Zhaoqing would be when she saw the poetry collection and the author's name.

I can't wait to try it...