When Chen Dongyue saw Ji Chongning begging for mercy, she let go of his twisted arm.

But when it comes to threats, I still have to say, "If a third person knows that I want to make peace with Song Ke, you are the one who told me."

"...I advise you to think about it and forget it," Ji Chongning curled his lips and said: "The pain of separation is not something ordinary people can afford."

"The pain of separation? What do you mean? Are you talking about a woman living alone and being bullied? I'm not afraid of that."

Chen Dongyue answered very confidently.

After being separated, she also has a seventh-grade official status, plus her martial arts value, who dares to mess with her?

But Ji Chongning asked with a surprised look on his face: "Huh? Don't you know that if a woman from the Great Rong Dynasty wants to reconcile, she needs to roll a nail board?"

"What?!" Chen Dongyue was shocked, "What does rolling a nail board mean?!"

"It means literally," Ji Chongning explained: "If a woman wants to propose reconciliation, she has to roll over a thirty-foot-long nail board at the entrance of the government office. There are nine thousand nails on the nail board, and Each one is three inches long."

"Are you crazy?!" Chen Dongyue couldn't help shouting: "If you get out like this, wouldn't that person be stabbed to death? Isn't this a disguised rule that prohibits reconciliation?"

"As far as I know, there are still people who have succeeded in Heli, but it seems to have happened more than ten years ago." Ji Chongning touched his chin and said: "I heard that the woman was originally a practitioner from a family of military generals. Li Te practiced hard qigong for ten years, and later he did successfully get over the nail board and break up with the man."

Chen Dongyue was so angry that she laughed, "It's only been ten years since the Great Rong Dynasty that a couple successfully reconciled?! What about the man? If a man wants to reconcile, does he also have to go to the nail board?"

"For men, that is called divorce, not reconciliation. If a man wants to divorce his wife, of course he must have a legitimate reason and must follow the 'three no-breaks'."

Apart from these, if a man wants to divorce his wife, he can just write a divorce document and return the dowry to the woman. "Ji Chongning said.

Okay, Chen Dongyue, who was already very angry, became even more angry, "Isn't this guy who spits out sweet things a bully?! What kind of world is this guy who spits out sweet things?!"

"Be careful with your words! Be careful with your words!" Ji Chongning quickly stopped Chen Dongyue from continuing to spit out fragrance, "So I say that if you want to reconcile, you have to think about it in the long run. This is the law of our Great Rong Dynasty. No matter how angry you are, It’s useless.”

"Fragrance comes out of your mouth. Fragrance comes out of your mouth! Fragrance comes out of your mouth!!!"

The words were very dirty, but there was also a deep feeling of powerlessness.

After spitting out the fragrance, Chen Dongyue angrily waved her hands and walked to the back of the room.

"What are you doing? Head Song told you not to run around!" Ji Chongning shouted.

Chen Dongyue replied angrily: "It's not allowed to poop! Do you want to roll on a nail board too?!"

Ji Chongning scratched his nose and whispered, "Why are you angry at me? I didn't make the law."

.....................

And Chen Dongyue, who went around to the back of the hut, definitely wasn't going to poop.

In a bad mood, she angrily took out the small baggage she had found from Tu Lifu from her lapel.

With the light of the distant fire extinguishing, she opened the baggage.

Sure enough, there was a thick pile of banknotes inside.

Chen Dongyue flipped through a few of them and saw that most of these banknotes were worth five hundred thousand.

In total, it is estimated that it can be worth seven or eight thousand taels.

She is not too greedy.

For such a trip, not only the personal gain, but also the extra income of seven to eight thousand taels, Chen Dongyue felt that it was worth it.

However, Chen Dongyue's originally happy mood suddenly dropped a bit when she thought of the need to get married.

It's not that she hates Song Ke that much.

In fact, from a rational point of view, Chen Dongyue even felt that being with Song Ke was a good choice.

He is honest and spends most of his time in the Beilin Army, so he basically has no impact on her life.

The key is that the old lady in the family, Song Yang, Song Yun, and the cheap daughter Jun Lan are all pretty good.

Chen Dongyue felt that getting along with them was not tiring.

but! !

What are the prerequisites for a good choice?

She has to make a choice!

After the divorce, she can choose to renew her relationship with Song Ke, or choose to be single, or find true love. It is all up to her.

But now?

Where is the choice?

What are the other possibilities in life?

The more Chen Dongyue thought about it, the more irritable she became.

This world is really unfair to women!

She will bring to ashes those who made the law! ! ! Bean paste! ! !

Ouch, ouch, ouch, she overturned everything! ! !

.........

Chen Dongyue sat calmly at the door of the chat room in the cottage, eating the dry food given to her by Chang Wu.

But Chang Wu was a little scared.

"How many pancakes have you eaten, sister-in-law?" he asked Ji Chongning in a low voice, who was peeking at Chen Dongyue but not daring to approach her.

Ji Chongning replied in a low voice: "The eighth one."

"...What's going on? I looked quite happy just now." Chang Wu shrank his neck and lowered his voice.

"Maybe the pooping is not going well." Ji Chongning replied.

Chen Dongyue saw the two people in the distance looking at her furtively, so she scolded: "What are you two doing?!"

The two of them shouted that it's okay, it's okay, and then ran away.

It was more than an hour later when Song Ke came back with his people.

The sky is already showing the white color of fish belly.

Looking at the seven or eight boxes of different sizes being carried down, Chen Dongyue knew that Song Ke had found Tu Lifu's private treasury.

Song Ke was anxious to take people back, so he simply told Chen Dongyue that the thing was found.

Chen Dongyue groaned and ran away.

When she saw Song Ke now, she remembered He Li's plan to roll the nail board, and she didn't like him anyway.

"What's wrong?" Song Ke, confused, asked Chang Wu.

Chang Wu scratched his head and said he didn't know.

He doesn't have a wife, so it's really hard to guess what a woman is thinking.

Forget it, let’s coax you back when you get back.

Subconsciously patting the bulging front of her clothes, she felt that she would be able to coax Chen Dongyue well when she went back.

Even if he can't coax Chen Dongyue well, the things he picked up can definitely coax her well.

With this in mind, Song Ke called over Guan Qi and Kong Jie and asked them to organize them into a team, and then he was ready to go back.

Because there were a lot of things found in the bandit's village, Song Ke divided the people into two teams.

He and Guan Qi were responsible for escorting the prisoners, while Chang Wu and Kong Jie led an elite force of fifty people to escort the obtained property to Liaocheng.

Originally, Song Ke wanted Chen Dongyue to follow him, but Chen Dongyue directly refused, "No. A prisoner will come along the way later and steal my head."

"...It's not very safe for you to follow Chang Wu and the others. The bandits in Liaozhou Prefecture have not been completely eliminated." Song Ke said.

Chen Dongyue still shook her head, "Those who rob wealth don't want heads."

It seems right.

Song Ke, who was originally not good at speaking, had no way to argue, so he had to ask Chang Wu to take care of Chen Dongyue.

Ji Chongning said that he wanted to follow Qian, but Song Ke directly brought him to his side, "I think Mr. Ji is quite skilled, so please help us escort the prisoner!"

"No." Ji Chongning's whole body was full of rebellion.

Song Ke's face darkened, "Mr. Ji, if you still want to stay well in Liaocheng, I advise you to come with me."

"Are you threatening me?" Ji Chongning still had a playful smile on his face.

"It's not a threat," Song Ke shook his head, "but an advice."

"Do you know who I am?" Ji Chongning asked Song Ke with a half-smile.

Song Ke shook his head, "Although I don't know who you are, I know that there was originally a pair of Wuxi cards on your waist, right?"

In an instant, Ji Chongning stopped smiling and said, "How do you know?"

But Song Ke did not answer Ji Chongning's question. He asked instead: "Why did you come to Liaocheng?!"

"...Let's take a look." Ji Chongning was still very defensive about Song Ke.

"Go back after reading this," Song Ke whispered, "This place is not suitable for you."

After saying that, he made a gesture of invitation and asked Ji Chongning to walk in front of him.

Ji Chongning did not refuse this time.

He stepped on the horse's pedal, got on his horse, and walked slowly and leisurely in front of Song Ke.

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