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Sighing: "Stealing the military salary will harm the whole family. As soon as Master Yang left, he cut off the last chance of life for the Yang family. I remember that the youngest son of the Yang family is only seven years old? You go to the Yang family tomorrow morning, Mrs. Yang If you are sensible, let that kid go. You can handle the rest yourself."

Pingan nodded, spread out the map and said: "Master Yang is the middleman. He refuses to surrender, so he must have someone to rely on. I checked the map. The east of Suzhou is Yuanzhou, and the county magistrate of Yuanzhou is Master Biao. I don't know if there is any It doesn't matter."

Watch Master?

Mr. Jiang was stunned, and studied the route repeatedly on the map, his eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter: "Damn it! I was surnamed Tu!"

Ping An's thoughts were quick, and he immediately reacted: "Young Master, is Master Biao with them?"

Mr. Jiang's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he tried to clear his mind: "Master Yang is an old friend of my cousin. He cannot escape the crime, and the prefect of Suzhou can't protect him. It's not helpful for my uncle to be a county magistrate, but there is a relationship like my cousin. , I’m afraid the Jiang family will also be involved. Mr. Yang ran east to bet on whether we dare to continue the investigation and whether we dare to set the fire on ourselves.”

"Not only Master Yang, but the general judge, warehouse envoy, and tax department envoy caught this time are closer to my uncle. There is also the city guard who was the uncle's personal soldier at the beginning. After opening up the relationship, the partnership steals military salaries and fills their own pockets. If they join forces to attack the Jiang family and plant blame, the Jiang family will have nowhere to complain. Considering the past achievements of the Jiang family, the court will probably not kill them all, but the Jiang family will definitely It's hard to escape the relationship, but it's her collateral branch that has a bright future."

The more Mr. Jiang thought about it, he simply got up and walked back and forth in the room, his face became even more ugly: "No, there are more than ten prefectures and counties involved, and the county magistrate of Tang uncle's district can't win so many people. Either I guessed wrong , or there is someone pushing behind it.”

Ping An subconsciously asked, "Who else?"

Mr. Jiang turned his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Maybe it has something to do with the palace, maybe it is the third prince who is in charge of the official department. His Royal Highness has already controlled the secret guards of the palace, and the military power in the north is also in the hands of the prince. For the future, he will not fight now." Jiangnan's idea! It is the third prince who is in charge of the official department. He has the strength to compete with His Highness the Crown Prince, and he can also deploy in Jiangnan. If there is food, grass, soldiers and horses in the south of the Yangtze River to rely on, the victory or defeat of the successor is still five or five."

The battle for the crown prince has always been extremely dangerous, and the Jiang family avoided it in fear, but this time they were dragged into the water forcefully by the Tu family.Ping'an was dumbfounded, the master and servant were speechless for a moment, and the quiet room could only hear the crackling of candles.

Ping An suddenly raised his hand and made a slashing gesture: "Young Master, if we strike first, we will take Master Yang and Master Biao ahead of time..."

"It's useless! They've already set up a plan, maybe they're already waiting for us in Yuanzhou. We don't have any evidence, so we can't do anything to prove the crime." Mr. Jiang turned around twice, gritted his teeth and returned to the table, grabbed the paper After finishing writing, he carefully stamped the seal, and then handed it to Ping An and said, "Continue to keep an eye on Master Yang to see if he is going to defect to Tu. If I guess it, you will immediately send the letter to him." sent to..."

Young Master Jiang lowered his voice and whispered in Ping An's ear, only to see Ping An's face was surprised, and he didn't know what Young Master Jiang said.The man in black leaned close to the roof to listen, and suddenly the alarm bell rang loudly, and he immediately covered the roof tiles and crawled motionless.Faintly heard Ping An in the house scolding, "Who is it?"

The man in black retreated immediately, and as soon as his front feet left, he saw the shadows of the houses shaking on his back feet.Ping An inspected around and found no abnormalities, and said suspiciously: "It may be an illusion."

Mr. Jiang tightened his collar tightly, and said with a tired face: "The storm is coming, we must be more careful, how is the situation at home?"

"The house is safe and sound. The old lady sent a message asking you to go home as soon as possible, saying that Ruyi is about to give birth."

It was obviously a great happy event, but Mr. Jiang was not happy. He said calmly, "It's just right, I also want to go back to see grandma. If we can't pass this test, we need to make plans for Ruyi and the child in advance."

Because of autumn and winter, the green plants in the city are somewhat sluggish, the pedestrians on the streets are also in a hurry, and the market is depressed and no longer bustling and lively.Mr. Jiang who fell on the return journey felt a little sad in his eyes, until he saw the family members waiting around the door.Especially the slender figure wrapped in a red fox fur cloak, the delicate facial features are surrounded by red like delicate flowers blooming, the bright red vitality burns Mr. Jiang's eyes like a flame.

Mr. Jiang got out of the carriage, nodded to the old housekeeper, then looked directly at Baiyunxi and said, "Why did you come out?"

"You're back."

The two spoke at the same time, both of them were taken aback for a moment, and they couldn't help but both laughed.Mr. Jiang held Baiyunxi's little hand, and his fingertips were not cold, so he was relieved: "It's so cold, be careful not to freeze your body."

The servants around deliberately avoided the handshake between the two, Baiyunxi was a little embarrassed, and wanted to pull it out but failed, so he could only let Young Master Jiang hold it: "I don't worry, is the road going well?"

"Fortunately, by the way, Ping An, take out the gift!"

Ping An answered, and Mr. Jiang took Bai Yunxi to the hall: "This time I went out in a hurry, and I didn't have time to choose the gifts carefully. Before I left, I found a wealthy businessman and asked him to bring some imported goods. It is said that there is a silver The silk mirror is shining brightly, and there is a night pearl the size of a fist, see if you like it. The old lady's is a glass bottle of dripping water Avalokitesvara, colorful under the light, very beautiful."

"Is your injury better?"

"It's just a flesh wound, it'll be healed a long time ago." Mr. Jiang smiled, seeing the old lady's hunched body in the hall, he called "grandma, grandma" to throw herself into the arms of the old lady.Unexpectedly, the old lady swung her cane across, abruptly blocked Mr. Jiang's approach, and made Mr. Jiang stop with a tiger face.

Mr. Jiang stopped with an innocent expression on his face. The old lady raised her hand, and several servants brought a red-hot brazier and put it at the door. The old housekeeper smiled and said, "Master, step over the brazier to get rid of bad luck!"

Mr. Jiang was a little hesitant. It is not scary to step over the brazier.The scary thing is that the old lady's face behind the brazier is too ugly, she leans on her crutches and stands at the entrance of the hall, staring at Young Master Jiang like a cannibal tiger.

Mr. Jiang didn't move, and the old lady sneered, "I don't have the guts now? You dared to hide from me when you were injured before, and you wrote a letter after going out with the injury for more than ten years. Do you still take the old lady seriously! Can't catch you, now let's talk about..."

The old lady burst into anger, spit flying everywhere, and scolded Mr. Jiang from head to toe without any dirty words.Mr. Jiang looked around for help.Everyone who met his eyes bowed their heads, even the old butler.Bai Yunxi suppressed a smile and pushed Mr. Jiang: "Hurry up!"

Mr. Jiang stepped over the brazier bravely, and carefully apologized to the old lady: "Grandma, I will never dare again."

The old lady was still angry, and shouted: "Stand up for me! Did I teach you in vain before? In our Jiang family, only those who were punished stood up, and no one begged for mercy! Back then, I had the guts to hide it, but now I will bear it. Come on , send the young master to the punishment hall."

Hearing that he was going to the punishment hall, Mr. Jiang's expression froze for a moment.Baiyunxi also became curious and worried.Mr. Jiang was injured for less than two months, and his vitality has not recovered. If he suffers in the punishment hall, he does not know whether he can hold on.

Bai Yunxi followed Young Master Jiang to the execution hall, feeling more and more weird as he walked, and finally stopped in Jiang's study.A thick stack of white paper has been placed on the desk in the study, as well as a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.Mr. Jiang was pushed on the chair, watching the old lady walking around among the bookshelves.The old lady squinted her eyes, as if she was looking for something.

Finally, the old lady took out a copy of "Book of Filial Piety" and handed it to Young Master Jiang, "Copy it ten times!"

Feeling the thickness of the thin book, Mr. Jiang was about to snicker, when the old lady threw it over and said: "Bring it up before dinner, otherwise tomorrow will be "Warring States Policy"!"

"Book of Filial Piety" has 12 characters, and "Warring States Policy" has about [-] characters.Baiyunxi was frightened even after reading poetry and books. Young Master Jiang didn't dare to talk too much when he heard the words, so he wrote quickly.Mr. Jiang wrote seriously, and there was an old lady staring at him beside him. Bai Yunxi couldn't speak, so he quietly withdrew.

The servants also dispersed in twos and threes, and finally the old butler withdrew from the study and closed the door for the grandparent and grandson.When there was no one around, the old lady asked, "Do you know about Ruyi's childbirth?"

"En." Mr. Jiang stopped his brush, looked up at the old lady and asked curiously, "Is it a boy or a girl?"

The old lady forced a smile on her face: "The big fat boy weighs seven catties and has a big appetite. Only two wet nurses can barely take care of him. Others are getting better and better, but Ruyi is gone."

Mr. Jiang trembled all over, and the thick ink-stained brush dripped big ink dots on the paper, polluting the half-written paper: "It's gone, what do you mean?"

"The midwife said it was postpartum hemorrhage, and she had used tiger wolf medicine before, otherwise how could she have conceived the child at once? She knew it in her heart." The old lady sighed.

Mr. Jiang recalled being injured before, and Ruyi asked him "what should I do in the future?", thinking of Ruyi's gentle brows and eyes when he touched the fetal movement, and Ruyi's concern for Baiyunxi... the previously suppressed sentimentality came like a tide.

Ruyi gave birth to the heir of the Jiang family with her life, but the Jiang family couldn't even give her a title or a future.Even now, it is impossible to bury her in the Jiang Family Ancestral Hall, nor can the tablet be moved to the Jiang Family Ancestral Hall in the side hall of Baolian Temple to worship.He also selfishly asked her not to embarrass Baiyunxi in the future, which is ridiculous that Ruyi already knew at that time that she couldn't even have the qualifications to embarrass Baiyunxi.

Mr. Jiang closed his eyes and said with difficulty: "Where is Ruyi buried?"

"The body is entrusted to Baolian Monastery to handle it, so we can't bury her in a mass grave."

Mr. Jiang was somewhat relieved, and said in a low voice: "I also have something to ask grandma to know. When I went out this time, I found my cousin