Chapter 1316 - 8: Handwriting_2
Marquis Jibei furrowed his brow.
Someone actually sent a letter to his son?
Hopefully, it’s not a declaration of war.
Thinking about the conflict between Shen Junshan and Young Master Zhou, Marquis Jibei felt increasingly uneasy.
He casually took the letter, ignoring the words "For Second Young Master Shen", and opened it directly.
The first thing he saw was several lines of neat and elegant handwriting, pleasing to the eye.
Yun Chu apologized for stealing Shen Junshan’s brocade robe, insisting that she did not intend to trap him down the path of robbery; it was merely because her clothes were torn by thorns, leaving her no choice but to steal.
She only borrowed the clothes and the horse and was unaware there was a ten thousand silver note inside the brocade robe. She urgently needed money, so she borrowed the silver note, hoping for understanding.
In addition to the explanation, Yun Chu also included a promissory note in the letter.
Borrow ten thousand, return twelve thousand.
This letter caused Marquis Jibei’s frown to tighten further.
From the beginning, Marquis Jibei had a favorable impression of Yun Chu, as she had earned the recognition of his beloved steed, Liehuo.
Initially, he thought she was his son’s "beloved," thus he felt quite fond of Yun Chu.
That day, Yun Chu intended to return the ten thousand silver to him, but he refused to accept it.
Now Yun Chu sent a letter to explain things, with clarity and gracefully written, even though she stole his son’s brocade robe, causing his son to rob Young Master Zhou and all that followed, Marquis Jibei did not feel any dislike towards the letter sender.
After all, Yun Chu was recognized by Liehuo.
Liehuo had followed Marquis Jibei in campaign for many years, and Marquis Jibei understood Liehuo’s temperament better than anyone. Riding Liehuo was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
In the entire Marquis Mansion, only he and Shen Junshan could mount the horse.
Even though he could ride, Liehuo still often wanted to throw Shen Junshan off.
As the second person recognized by Liehuo, Marquis Jibei couldn’t bring himself to dislike her.
This shows the girl has at least some merit over his son.
Marquis Jibei handed the letter to the servant, instructing the servant to deliver it to Shen Junshan.
Shen Junshan was agitated, restless due to his temperament, unable to find anyone; he felt a sense of urgency like a cat scratching inside.
The Eldest Young Master Shen knew his younger brother’s temper very well and was trying his best to calm him down, preventing him from going out.
Going out at this time would be disastrous for anyone in his path.
The Empress only reprimanded Lady Ji Bei and did nothing else; at this time, if Shen Junshan made a mistake, it would just give the Empress a perfect reason to make things difficult.
The servant handed him the letter, Shen Junshan frowned, "Who opened my letter?"
"It was the Marquis," the servant replied.
"...."
Shen Junshan rolled his eyes, "Again, opening my letters!"
"How does Father not fear setting a bad example?"
The Eldest Young Master Shen’s mouth twitched hard.
The servant’s forehead was covered with thick lines of frustration.
Second Young Master’s words surely deserved a good spanking.
How righteous the Marquis is, yet somehow Second Young Master turned crooked.
Letters frequently arrive for the Eldest Young Master and Third Young Master, but the Marquis never reads them.
Only for the Second Young Master—
The servants had become accustomed to delivering letters for the Second Young Master to the Marquis first.
Originally, Shen Junshan was already angered by the search for the person who stole the brocade robe; Yun Chu’s letter simply ignited his fury.
Is this an explanation?
This is a provocation!
The Eldest Young Master Shen read the letter and said, "The future sister-in-law’s handwriting is really nice."
Shen Junshan stared intently at his elder brother, grinding out words from between his teeth, "Big brother, what do you call the female thief?"
Sister-in-law....
The Eldest Young Master Shen coughed lightly, "I meant nothing by it, just accustomed to it."
Shen Junshan was almost ready to explode.
Previously, calling her sister-in-law was one thing; knowing she was a thief and still using the term?
Seeing his brother steaming with anger, the Eldest Young Master Shen perceived an even greater chance for the letter writer to become his sister-in-law.
Aside from a few maids and young ladies associated with his cousin, the Eldest Young Master Shen doubted whether his brother had even spoken to other girls.
Now, a girl had barged into his brother’s life and caused him trouble, an amusing episode indeed.
Yes.
Not only with Marquis Jibei, even the Eldest Young Master Shen felt a strong liking for Yun Chu.
Folding the letter, the Eldest Young Master Shen took it away.
Seeing this, Shen Junshan asked, "Big brother, what are you taking the letter for?"
"To show it to Mother," the Eldest Young Master Shen replied with a smile.
Shen Junshan was speechless.
Truly unsure what value a female thief’s letter could have for his mother’s perusal.
He shook his jade fan, hoping to cool his anger.
As for Yun Chu, sending a letter for assurance, but she did not dare to place all her hopes on that letter.
Unable to find a completely secure refuge, she went to Ciyun Temple.
The nun at Ciyun Temple was kind-hearted and agreed without a word for Yun Chu to stay for a few days.
During the day, Yun Chu sought ways to rescue her mother and visited the Ministry of Justice Prison, while at night she copied Buddhist scriptures to pray for her father, who died unjustly.
Teardrops blurred the handwriting where they fell on the paper.
The Ministry of Justice Prison was not easy to enter, but Yun Chu managed to get in once, though regrettably, she could only catch a distant glimpse.
Afraid her mother wouldn’t know she was there, Yun Chu deliberately spoke loudly to the prison guard.
Madam Wen Yuan recognized her daughter’s voice and, overwhelmed, coughed repeatedly.
Yun Chu left in tears.
Ciyun Temple, the largest temple in the Capital, attracted many visitors, but not crowded.
The nun at Ciyun Temple poured her heart into the temple, yet it couldn’t compare with the renowned Royal Temple, the Great Buddha Temple blocking its fame.
During conversation with a young nun, Yun Chu learned that on the first and fifteenth of each month, many noble ladies went to the Great Buddha Temple for incense.
Coincidentally, the fifteenth was just a few days away, and Yun Chu planned to try her luck.
Yun Chu’s writing was beautiful, and the nun at Ciyun Temple asked for her help in copying Buddhist scriptures. Being a guest at the temple, Yun Chu naturally wouldn’t refuse.
Unexpectedly, the nun sent the scriptures she copied to Lady Ji Bei.
Just by chance, Shen Junshan saw it, revealing her whereabouts.