bestfiction Chapter 867 Using Their Strength Against Them: The Qiao Family's Enemies Will Help Us
Chapter 867 Using Their Strength Against Them: The Qiao Family's Enemies Will Help Us
The Song family all looked at Song Dujuan.
Song Dujuan smiled.
“That’s right. We can’t go directly to Qiao Lian’er. Song Rui’er is also helpless against his sister. However, the Qiao family has just arrived in the capital. Although they have established a foothold, there are many powerful and influential families in the capital. Is there really no one who can deal with the Qiao family?”
“Over the years, the Qiao family has risen rapidly, which must have offended many people and made some people unhappy, I think.” Song Dujuan paused, a mysterious look on her face: “The Qiao family’s enemies will help us.”
The Song family suddenly realized that going to find the Qiao family's enemies was a clever idea.
The Qiao family's enemies were hoping for trouble for the Qiao family. Their whole family entangled with Qiao Lian'er, making her restless and causing headaches and even chaos in the Qiao mansion. Wasn't this exactly what they wanted?
“But where are we going to find the Qiao family’s enemies? We’ve just arrived in the capital and don’t know which powerful families there are, let alone how they relate to the Qiao family,” Song Fusheng said.
"Well, we'll have to find Song Ruier. I believe he'll be happy to tell us this."
Song Dujuan said, "Everyone wait for me, I'll go. Song Ruier is the temple manager of Taigong Temple, it won't be difficult to find him."
She found it interesting; Song Ruier had used them to deal with the Qiao family before, and now it was her turn to use him.
What a turn of events.
Song Ruier had just taken office as the temple assistant of Taigong Temple, a government office that was so idle that there was nothing to do all day long.
However, he still patiently read through the documents and files in the document room in order and took notes to analyze them.
He believed that these things would come in handy sooner or later.
"Is Magistrate Pang so busy?" The temple official passed by the document room and couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Song Ruier working so diligently.
"Let me give you a piece of advice, Magistrate Pang: once you're in a place like this, don't even think about turning things around through hard work. It's impossible. I was a Jinshi (successful candidate in the highest imperial examination) back then, but because I offended a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Personnel, I was sent to the Taigong Temple as its temple manager. Fifteen years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I'm still the same. At first, I was just like you, unwilling to admit defeat and wanting to prove myself, but in the end, I only made myself a laughingstock."
"Here, your daily duties are to record the sweeping and incense offerings, as well as the comings and goings of officials. Do this well, receive a monthly allowance, and live an ordinary life. This is our destiny."
Song Ruier's forehead veins throbbed as he listened, his eyes never leaving the documents on his desk.
"I will not give up."
"It's your own business whether you accept your fate."
The temple magistrate let out a sneer.
"Once you get Pang, you can keep dreaming. I'll be waiting for your good news."
He left after saying just one sentence.
When Song Dujuan arrived at the gate of Taigong Temple, she found the gatekeeper leaning against the door, yawning.
A hint of disdain rose in her eyes; what hope could one have in a place like this?
Song Ruier wanted to climb up, but it was too difficult; she needed Qiao Lian'er's help.
The gatekeeper saw her and lazily got up, leaning against the doorframe.
"What's the matter?"
“I have something to discuss with the temple administrator,” Song Dujuan said.
"Pang Temple Magistrate, go that way, turn left and then go straight." The clerk continued to doze off.
The Taigong Temple was small, and Song Dujuan didn't encounter many people along the way. It was extremely deserted, not at all like an official institution.
She thought that since it was an officially established department with official positions, it should at least look proper.
How is this any different from the cold palace in the imperial palace?
"Pang, you are still so dedicated even in a place like this. Your spirit is commendable."
Hearing the sarcastic remarks, Song Ruier looked up and saw Song Dujuan standing at the door with a crooked smile.
He felt a surge of disgust and really wanted to punch him.
Song Dujuan has found her. This person is full of schemes, what good could come of it?
"This is an official government office, after all. You can't just come in whenever you want," he said, frowning.
Song Dujuan couldn't help but smile.
"Tsk tsk, a mere temple assistant of Taigong Temple, he really thinks he's something. What's that saying? Entering here is like entering an empty land, there isn't even a proper gatekeeper."
Hearing such a sarcastic tone, Song Ruier's face turned pale and then red.
That's right. Not to mention officials with some status, even ordinary people look at such departments with disdain.
But what right does Song Dujuan, a refugee, have?
"My position doesn't make any decisions. I only get two taels of silver a month. It's no use you coming to me." He adopted a condescending attitude.
“You’ve seen what the Taigong Temple looks like. Do you still think I have any hope?”
Song Dujuan shook her head: "Of course you're useless, at least for now. The reason I came to see you is because you understand Qiao Lian'er better than I do."
Song Ruier didn't say anything, he just stared at Song Dujuan, wanting to see what kind of trouble she was up to.
"You've been in the capital for a few years now, haven't you? I want to know which families Qiao Lian'er has offended over the years, and which people dislike her. Give me a detailed list, and I promise I won't bother you again."
"Oh, and we should also write down all those grudges and entanglements, the more detailed the better."
Song Ruier raised an eyebrow. This Song Dujuan did indeed have some brains.
Knowing how to use someone else's strength against them.
Since she's somewhat useful, it would be a shame not to use her.
"Actually, we can cooperate, can't we?"
When Song Dujuan saw Song Ruier, who seemed to want to stay far away from her, talking about cooperation, she was a little surprised, but she quickly understood.
Because she's not stupid.
Since Song Ruier has nothing now, she might as well take a gamble.
"As long as you can help, we won't forget to share the benefits we get from the Qiao family," she promised.
"Okay, but from now on, only you can come to me. I don't want to see any other members of the Song family."
Because in Song Ruier's eyes, those people were all fools and idiots who would only hinder and slow him down.
Fortunately, this official Qingshui agency is relatively unknown, making it convenient for people to interact with it.
Only after receiving Song Dujuan's promise did Song Ruier put away the documents in her hand.
"You know, in recent years, quite a few prominent families have indeed had grudges against the Qiao family for various reasons. However, when they faced Qiao Lian'er, they were all utterly defeated and suppressed to the point that they dared not even breathe. In more serious cases, their entire families were executed or exiled, and they could never rise again."
Song Dujuan's brows twitched upon hearing this; she hadn't expected Qiao Lian'er to be so terrifying.
"She actually has such great abilities."
“Her abilities are far beyond your imagination.” Song Ruier said slowly, “To deal with her, it’s useless to go after her past rivals. These people are like mice in front of a cat when they see her.”
"However, she now wields considerable power in council and has taken away a significant portion of the interests of powerful ministers. We can start from this point."