I Got Together with the Goddess [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 7

Jiang Yiqing saw Si Xuansu presenting the agarwood hairpin she wore on her head, and Madam Si also presented her blue-and-white porcelain hairpin. She thought to herself that they were both going all-in, and she absolutely could not let them lose out.

When Jiang Yiqing saw Si Xuansu about to hand over her personal agarwood hairpin, she quickly pulled it back and said, “This is a personal item; it’s not convenient to use as collateral.”

As she spoke, she took out another blue-and-white porcelain hairpin and a gold hair-dangler from her spatial storage, handing them both to the steward.

Si Xuansu looked at her, her gaze softening slightly. Jiang Yiqing said, “Xuansu, don’t be unhappy anymore.”

Si Xuansu pulled a faint smile, but her eyes grew even colder. For some reason, she felt a sudden impulse—she wanted to tie Yiqing to her side so that she would never smile at any other man again.

Watching her do so feel truly piercing to the eyes.

A total of fifteen pots of peonies were placed before them. Many guests fell into deep thought; even experts who understood peonies found it difficult to distinguish which was the most precious among the myriads of beautiful and unique blossoms.

Among the fifteen pots of peonies, there were six red varieties: “Zhuanzhi Hong,” “Lutai Hong,” “Yanzhi Lou,” “Yuyao Lou,” “Tengdie Luo,” and “Ruilu Chan.” There were three pots each of purple, yellow, and white: “Zixiu Tan,” “Uyi Zi,” “Fuyan Zi,” “Jinyuan Huang,” “Qingyun Huang,” “Cujin Qiu,” “Yulou Zi,” “Liu Shige,” and “Yufuyu.” Finally, there was one pot of green-petaled flower named “Ou Bi.”

The green flower truly lived up to its reputation as a rare color; it looked completely different from the other peonies. Many people were drawn to this pot of Ou Bi.

Those who were laymen thought that rarity equaled value, so they placed their treasures as bets on the Ou Bi.

The green peony was indeed beautiful, and Jiang Yiqing lingered in front of the Ou Bi for a long time, though purely for appreciation. In terms of spiritual energy, the aura of this Ou Bi was thin, not much different from the purple narcissus in the General’s Manor.

Jiang Yiqing walked past the Ou Bi and looked at the other fourteen pots. She thought that they were indeed worthy of being peonies meticulously cultivated by the craftsmen of the Ningyang Marquis Manor; not a single one displayed here was mediocrely of them could be converted into fragments.

Zhuanzhi Hong Fragment x1, Lutai Hong Fragment x1, Yanzhi Lou Fragment x1… The long string of text made Jiang Yiqing dizzy, but one pot among them was different.

“Golden Immortal Ruilu Chan Fragment x1.” It was a pink flower with a green center shaped like a cicada, hence the name “Ruilu Chan” (Dew-Dew Cicada).

Jiang Yiqing asked the system, “Why is this flower called the Golden Immortal Ruilu Chan?”

“Look closely. The petals of this flower have faint gold threads shimmering, making it look utterly magnificent. Therefore, it is the Golden Immortal Ruilu Chan, the holy grade among the Ruilu Chan variety.”

Hearing this, Jiang Yiqing scrutinized the pink flower carefully. Indeed, she managed to spot several golden threads shimmering with a brilliant, bright yellow luster, much like the wings of the Golden Crow.

“Aside from you, only Si Xuansu among those present can see the gold threads because both of you are born with relatively strong spiritual power. Furthermore, you did drink that sip of soup made from the Nine-Star Heavenly Ginseng, increasing your spiritual power by a tiny bit. If you eat more heavenly treasures and miraculous elixirs to replenish your spiritual energy, you will soon be able to see the differences easily. In fact, even if treasure fragments are buried deep underground, you will be able to see them from afar.”

Hearing the system’s explanation, Jiang Yiqing suddenly felt her own deficiencies. She decided she must eat more heavenly treasures in the future. For instance, the “Silver-Thread Spiritual Ivory” system mentioned was very good—she wondered what effect it would have if she ate it?

Jiang Yiqing returned to her seat and whispered to the other two, “That pot of Ruilu Chan is the best.”

The two nodded. When the Marquis Manor’s steward came before them to ask what they were betting on, all three placed their treasures on the Ruilu Chan.

After everyone had selected a pot of peony, the moment of revelation finally arrived.

Jiang Yiqing thought to herself that the merits of the Golden Immortal Ruilu Chan were invisible to others; she wondered if it would end up being overlooked. If that happened, she would have messed things up instead.

However, at this point, she could only trust the judgment of the Marchioness of Ningyang.

The Marchioness said to the crowd, “Everyone, I have specifically invited Daoist Master Yuanyi to announce the results. He knows the quality of peonies best because his eyes can see things that ordinary people cannot.”

Jiang Yiqing was startled. “Things ordinary people cannot see”? Could it be that this Daoist Master Yuanyi also possessed spiritual power?

Jiang Yiqing’s suspicion was quickly confirmed. The system said, “This Daoist Master Yuanyi is not simple; the spiritual power in his body is also very strong.”

Jiang Yiqing nodded and watched Daoist Master Yuanyi’s movements. As expected, he stopped in front of the Golden Immortal Ruilu Chan and said, “This flower ranks first among the fifteen.”

Upon hearing this, a brief silence fell over the field. Jiang Yiqing also realized at this moment that she and the other two were the only ones who had bet on the Ruilu Chan. Nowadays, nobles appreciated peonies for their true red beauty and looked down on pink flowers, which resulted in no one else betting on it.

Many people found this result unacceptable. After the brief silence, the scene suddenly became rowdy, and everyone demanded an explanation from the Daoist.

“Why is this unremarkable flower in first place? I don’t accept this.”

“Yes, I don’t accept it either. Do you think I’ve been appreciating flowers for all these years just to be fooled?”

These voices were quickly suppressed by the Marchioness. She frowned, appearing somewhat displeased. “Everyone, please calm down. Daoist Master Yuanyi has his own explanation.”

She lowered her voice and said something to the Daoist. The Daoist smiled, signaling that he didn’t mind.

Watching this, Jiang Yiqing thought that the Marchioness treated this Daoist with great respect.

Daoist Master Yuanyi said, “What you see is called the Golden Immortal Ruilu Chan. It is just that you cannot see the gold threads on the flower; only I can see them. The Golden Immortal Ruilu Chan is the holy grade of the Ruilu Chan variety. While the other flowers are not ordinary, they cannot be compared to a holy grade.”

People stared intently at the Ruilu Chan but could not see any gold threads. They suspected the Daoist was boasting and playing tricks on them, but with the Marchioness present, no one voiced an objection.

“Since I invited you all to appreciate peonies today, I am not a stingy person. The Golden Immortal Ruilu Chan shall be gifted to the winners, and all the collected gifts shall also be given to the winners.” As the Marchioness spoke, she asked the maid beside her who the winning guests were.

“The winners are Madam Si, General Si, and Miss Jiang.”

The Marchioness looked toward their table, very surprised that their family had swept all the prizes.

However, she smiled at Madam Si and said, “Your luck is still as good as ever. I’ve felt that way since the old days.”

Madam Si shook her head, patted Jiang Yiqing’s hand, and said, “This is all thanks to my niece.”

“Xiangqin, pack the items up and send them all to the General’s Manor,” the Marchioness commanded.

Xiangqin nodded.

The flower viewing banquet thus concluded. The guests had arrived in high spirits but left one by one complaining bitterly. Even those with smiles on their faces felt the sting in their hearts; every single one of them had lost a treasure at today’s banquet.

Except for the Si family, who returned home fully loaded.

“Yiqing, these are all your gains. You may dispose of them as you wish,” Madam Si said, holding Jiang Yiqing’s hand.

The Si family usually lived quite simply and were not particularly fond of flashy jewelry. Consequently, Jiang Yiqing sold those treasures in the mall, allowing her to save some money to buy other things.

After the gathering dispersed, the three walked toward the manor exit. Passing by a pavilion, they discovered an unpleasant person.

Yin Qiang was in the pavilion conversing with the Heir of the Ningyang Marquis. The two were laughing and talking, appearing to be on very good terms.

Jiang Yiqing was somewhat surprised, but Si Xuansu and Madam Si acted as if they hadn’t seen him, so she did the same.

However, she hadn’t forgotten the previous incident. She wondered if this Yin Qiang had given up his delusions or if he was still after the Goddess!

As if to verify her thoughts, Yin Qiang suddenly called out to them loudly.

“Is this not Madam Si and Sister Si? When did you arrive? Had I known, I would have gone to welcome you.” As he spoke, he walked toward them, and the Heir of the Ningyang Marquis followed.

To call the Goddess “Sister Si”—what a shameless fellow! Jiang Yiqing’s face turned green with anger. He was staying at the Ningyang Marquis Manor; there was no way he didn’t know about their arrival. Jiang Yiqing guessed he was intentionally waiting in the pavilion to intercept them.

“Heir, is it appropriate for you to speak to this General in such a manner? I am not wearing my sword today; otherwise, even if I could tolerate you, the sword in my hand might not,” Si Xuansu said coldly.

“Ah, I nearly forgot that you are already the General of the Central Army. And in such a short time, you’ve already become a married woman. My father was just about to petition the Emperor for a marriage decree, but we didn’t make it in time. Otherwise, we might have almost been a couple, don’t you think?” Yin Qiang ignored her threat and spoke even more provocatively.

Jiang Yiqing glared at Yin Qiang deathly. She thought to herself that at this moment, their feud was officially sealed. She would make Yin Qiang repent for what he said today!

Yin Qiang felt the gaze of the strange girl was particularly piercing and looked at her. “By the way, who is this?”

The two had no desire to pay him any attention and turned to leave. Jiang Yiqing quickly followed, but before leaving, she threw a “Bad Luck Powder” from her space onto the ground.

Explode right where you stand, scum, Jiang Yiqing cursed in her heart.

After they had walked far away, Yin Qiang was still staring at Si Xuansu.

“If you ask me, aren’t you a bit too obsessed with her? She is already a married woman; you should move on,” the Heir of the Ningyang Marquis said with a frown.

The other party was, after all, from a family of generals; there was no telling if she might truly do something regardless of the consequences.

“Hmph. If she dares to resist, even if I must make her a widow, I will make sure she enters the doors of our Yin family,” Yin Qiang smiled sinisterly.

As the two were talking, they didn’t notice some strange powder on the ground. When they walked to the edge of the pond, Yin Qiang suddenly lost his footing and fell violently.

His head struck the steps of the pond, immediately causing a large bump, and he tumbled into the water, turning into a drowned rat.

Seeing his miserable state, the servants who were usually oppressed by him laughed behind his back.

Heaven has eyes.