Miss?

He Yanting's mind moved slightly.

Jiang Zhaorong was in another carriage, and the smell of his body lingered in his nose, making him frown in disgust.

He sat upright, his hands clenched into fists on his knees, making a creaking sound.

He had seen that jade pendant on the emperor before, so it couldn't be wrong!

Jiang Zhiyu just casually gave such an important thing to Xu Yaowen?!

It's not that I can't give it, but for something this important, I should always ask His Majesty for permission first, and only after obtaining His Majesty's consent can I give it to the relative based on their relationship.

This way, you won’t cause gossip.

After all, I am her father. This jade pendant doesn't matter to me, and I don't want it that much. It's so funny. In fact, I don't care at all. Even if she gave it to her uncle, what would it matter?

Unaware that Jiang Zhaorong in the other carriage had already broken down, Jiang Zhiyu looked at He Yanting and asked, "Why don't you win over Yang Wu?"

With his current power, it is more than enough to keep those people from the past.

He Yanting had a faint smile on his face. "Yang Wu is a free-spirited person who doesn't like being bound by rules. In the past, he was obsessed with making a name for himself, but it was just for the sake of prestige. I can see that the mountain village is where he really wants to be now, and it's also his home in his heart."

"Of course I won't bother him."

He spoke in a very soft voice, with a hook at the end.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at him with her deer-like eyes, as if to see if what he said was sincere, and only looked away after a moment.

The two of them didn't talk along the way. When the carriage passed through some small counties, He Yanting even asked the coachman to buy some local specialties to entertain her.

Jiang Zhiyu ate persimmon cakes and said vaguely, "Liu Zhijie's wife..."

"I've already sent people to follow her. As you said, she did have thoughts of committing suicide." He Yanting watched her finish her meal and handed her a piece of silk cloth, letting her wipe her fingers. Looking at her white and tender fingertips, he continued, "She's alone now. If she's determined to die, my people can only hold her back for a while."

Jiang Zhiyu let out a sigh and an idea came to his mind.

Her determination stemmed from the fact that she felt she was alone and free of all ties. She had been taught that a married woman's husband was her destiny. Now that her destiny had collapsed, she naturally had no desire to live.

[In the final analysis, it is this kind of feudal thinking that harms people! ]

"Since her thinking is flawed, I'll change her mindset! If one year doesn't work, then two years. If two years doesn't work, then ten years! I just don't believe it!"

When I return to Beijing, I will compile the stories of Wu Zetian, Hua Mulan, Zhao Feiyan, and others into a book, so that all women in the world can learn from it and have their own thoughts, without being constrained by these pedantic ideas!

[Giving too many smiles will only make you sick! ]

Jiang Zhiyu was thinking and making plans in his mind.

[I don't know what kind of printing was used in this dynasty, or whether it was fast. I'll see when I get back.]

As He Yanting listened, he couldn't help but become curious.

I don’t know what the deeds of those people that Zhiyu mentioned are.

There was no need to rush back to Beijing this time. The few of them stopped and walked along the way, and got off the car from time to time in the surrounding small counties to take a look at the local people's lives.

It took half a month before he returned to Shengjing.

It happened to be early morning when they returned to Shengjing. The guards had announced the matter the day before, so when they entered the capital, the emperor and a group of ministers personally greeted them at the city gate.

As soon as Jiang Zhiyu got out of the carriage, the emperor reached out and patted her shoulder. His voice was filled with pride. "Well done! I've heard about the incident in Jinzhou. Liu Zhijie deceived the emperor and disregarded the lives of the people of the state for his own selfish desires. He was killed!"

He was very pleased and kept praising Jiang Zhiyu. He Yanting and Jiang Zhaorong behind her were ignored by the emperor for a moment.

The ministers behind him also echoed his words.

No matter whether what they said was sincere or insincere, their faces were filled with joy and their hearts were full of sincerity.

Jiang Zhiyu seemed to be the light of revelation and the savior of the people of Jinzhou.

He Yanting stood beside Jiang Zhiyu. Although they had traveled a long distance, neither of them looked tired and their bodies were clean.

On the other hand, Jiang Zhaorong, who was standing next to him, had an unshaven beard and tired eyes, as if he had aged a dozen years overnight.

There is also an indescribable smell on his body.

The ministers who were originally on good terms with him, when they smelled the odor, couldn't help but cover their noses and take a few steps back, with disgust evident in their eyes.

Jiang Zhaorong: “…”

He pursed his lips tightly, his chest was churning, and his shoulders were shaking.

It was inconvenient to wash in the inn. Although he forced himself to wash and change clothes, the smell still could not be dissipated.

Jiang Zhaorong could no longer control his expression when he saw the strange and disgusted looks from his colleagues.

The emperor took Jiang Zhiyu aside, asked her about his well-being, and finally spoke: "Alright, you all return to the Imperial Study with me and report all the affairs of Jinzhou to me. Don't leave anything out. As for Prime Minister Jiang..."

The emperor glanced at him sideways and coughed lightly, "Prime Minister Jiang, please go back and tidy up your appearance before entering the palace to see the emperor."

Jiang Zhaorong gritted his teeth and said yes.

What the emperor said in front of everyone was tantamount to slapping Jiang Zhaorong in the face.

Humiliation, this is a great humiliation!

Jiang Zhaorong was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. The demeanor he had forced himself to maintain before was now gone.

[My defense is broken, hahahahahaha. 】

[Luckily it's winter. If it were summer, I can't imagine how bad it would stink.]

The emperor chuckled.

It still tastes familiar.

During this month, without the young fish, he always felt that something was missing, just like a blind man without a cane. He always felt that he was not able to do things as smoothly as before.

The emperor sighed softly.

I was just too lazy. With the support of the young fish's voice, I didn't even use my brain.

This is not good.

The emperor sighed and laughed, the ministers had different expressions, and Jiang Zhiyu also looked at him in confusion.

【What’s going on? 】

[I can't understand the reading comprehension, but I can't finish reading it in style.]

【I don’t understand, I don’t understand.】

emperor:"……"

"Alright, Gao Shaoqing, please go to the Imperial Study Room with me. Everyone else, please go back to your respective duties."

The emperor waved his hand and all the ministers saluted.

…

In the imperial study, the emperor slowly cut off the teacup and looked at Jiang Zhiyu who was eating snacks, his voice calm.

"By the way, I heard that you gave my jade pendant to Xu Yaowen?"

The atmosphere in the imperial study became quiet. Fuping stood aside, not daring to make a sound.

Gao Hong curled up the corner of his mouth in a slight sneer.

The Emperor gave you this gift because he appreciates you, but you are taking advantage of this appreciation and acting so recklessly...

He wanted to see how Jiang Zhiyu would answer.