Chapter 72 Jiang Yunzheng Discovers Xu Suyuan's Secret

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yunzheng would be lying if she said she wasn't shocked.

But on second thought, with Xu Shibing leading the way in doing shady things, who among the Xu Suyuan, Xu Jiashu and Xu Yinlin they brought up could be good?

The woman in the main room was still asking about Xu Suyuan.

Maosong was a little impatient. "Miss Zhao, the young master likes people who know what's good for him. If you really go too far, even if you really put on this face, it won't work."

The corner of the wall blocked Jiang Yunzheng's view, and she couldn't see what the woman looked like.

Miss Zhao bit her lip and said aggrievedly, "Maosong, how much weight does that person hold in the Master's heart?"

Maosong: "Miss Zhao, you shouldn't ask too much."

"Also, don't go where you shouldn't go. There's no good result if you anger the young master."

Maosong's advice goes only so far.

The woman was the daughter of a mountain farmer in Lingnan. She was selling herself to bury her father. The young man met her on the road and bought her.

Maosong said goodbye first, and then carefully closed the door after leaving the yard.

Hou Yue had never seen Maosong before, so she mouthed to Jiang Yunzheng and asked who it was.

Jiang Yunzheng didn't respond at first, and then the sound of a woman crying was heard from inside the house.

Jiang Yunzheng walked along the wall, moving very quietly as she looked around the entire yard. There was another room next to the small kitchen.

The doors and windows were locked, and the windows could only be opened a little bit, through which the wooden table and bookshelves inside could be vaguely seen.

Jiang Yunzheng pulled out a hairpin from her hair, inserted it carefully, and the lock opened.

The woman in the main room was crying so hard that she didn't hear anything outside.

Jiang Yunzheng and Hou Yue quietly stepped into the study and closed the door.

If Miss Zhao hadn't come to the small kitchen on purpose, she wouldn't have noticed that the door was open.

The study was not big. There were several boxes on the floor. Two of them were opened, containing books and documents, and the other three boxes were locked.

Hou Yue then said, "What are you looking for?"

Jiang Yunzheng whispered, "See if there's anything I can use?"

Hou Yue subconsciously said, "You want silver?"

Jiang Yunzheng choked and chose not to speak.

The royal power changes and the noble families in the capital are connected everywhere. She cannot influence who will eventually ascend the throne. But if she wants King Yu to ascend the throne and the Xu family to benefit, she will never be able to do so in this lifetime.

Letting Xu Yinlin return to the Xu family is just the first step.

King Yu had no support from his mother's family, so if he wanted to seize the throne, he had to recruit soldiers. Xu Shibing never made empty calculations. Since he had chosen King Yu and married Xu Yinlin to him, he would not let the Xu family's efforts go to waste.

Whether it is manpower or money, the Xu family must have provided a lot over the years.

Xu Shibing appears to be incorruptible, but in reality he is stubborn and self-righteous.

Jiang Yunzheng guessed that Xu Shibing was responsible for building the dam to prevent floods this time, and there must be something fishy about it.

Jiang Yunzheng rummaged through the two boxes and found that the documents were all related to the local people's livelihood in Lingnan.

She used the hairpin to open the other three boxes, which were filled with rolled-up drawing paper. The slightly yellowed pages vaguely revealed that the painting was of a woman.

Hou Yue opened the portrait before her and suddenly exclaimed, "Why does the person in this painting have no face?"

It is a scene of a woman walking along the river with a small basket on her back containing a few medicinal herbs.

Jiang Yunzheng glanced at the painting in her hand, her whole body stiffened, trembling all over, and she quickly opened a new painting.

It shows a woman busy in a pharmacy.

The next pictures showed a woman riding a donkey and wearing a bamboo hat; there were also pictures of people being treated for illnesses...

None of these have specific facial features, only facial outlines.

Jiang Yunzheng turned over one box with a pale face, and then opened the other two boxes.

Hou Yue looked at Jiang Yunzheng's expression and didn't dare to speak.

The first box contains mostly folk scenes, while the second box contains scenes of wealthy families and grand courtyards.

It was still the same woman, some feeding fish in the pavilion by the lake, some swinging on the swings in the yard, and some young women being blamed by middle-aged men and women...

Jiang Yunzheng opened the third box and found only a painting inside.

Jiang Yunzheng opened it expressionlessly, and tore the bottom of the paper with such force.

After seeing the painting, Jiang Yunzheng stood up immediately. His vision went dark, anger burned in his heart, and a feeling of nausea reached his throat from his stomach.

Jiang Yunzheng pushed open the door and vomited outside the kitchenette.

Hou Yue was shocked.

She picked up the painting from the floor.

It was in the snowy backyard. A young woman fainted on the ground in a mess. A young man in a black suit leaned over slightly, as if trying to brush the snow off her face.

Jiang Yunzheng's movement startled Miss Zhao in the house. Miss Zhao bravely walked over and tremblingly called out to the person by the flower bed: "You, you, you... who are you!"

Jiang Yunzheng closed her eyes and turned around. When she saw Miss Zhao's eyes and eyebrows, her vision went dark again.

The woman in front of him looked more than 50% like Xu Jingyang in terms of features and features.

Miss Zhao was frightened by the coldness in Jiang Yunzheng's eyes. She didn't react for a moment and fainted.

Hou Yue heard the noise and quickly turned over and came out.

Seeing Miss Zhao lying on the ground, "Ah, this..."

Jiang Yunzheng's arms were still shaking, with shock and anger.

How dare Xu Suyuan!

Even though Xu Jingyang did not grow up in the Xu Mansion in his previous life, he still has the blood of the Xu family flowing in his body.

Jiang Yunzheng's neck veins were clearly visible due to anger.

She recalled the scene in her previous life when she was locked up in the backyard of the Xu family, and Xu Suyuan's repeated meaningful and strange smiles.

He watched Xu Jingyang being beaten, and when Xu Jingyang was alone, he pretended to give him a steamed bun, and watched Xu Jingyang eat like a dog and live in a doghouse.

When Xu Jingyang couldn't hold on several times, he went to her and offered her hypocritical and disgusting concern.

Jiang Yunzheng chuckled.

When she dies, I will find another woman...

Jiang Yunzheng felt nauseous again until she vomited bitter water.

Xu Mansion?

There is not a single clean corner in there.

Hou Yue couldn't help but ask, "Doctor Jiang, do you know the woman in the painting?"

Jiang Yunzheng pursed her pale lips and said, "I don't know him."

Hou Yue pointed at Miss Zhao on the ground and asked, "What should we do with her?"

Jiang Yunzheng asked Hou Yue to move Miss Zhao to a small open space opposite the main gate of the courtyard, which was used as a temporary parking space for carriages.

When Hou Yue came back after moving the people out, he saw thick smoke rising from the yard.

This small courtyard is separated from the surrounding houses, so even if a fire breaks out in the courtyard, it will not burn into other people's houses.

Hou Yue swallowed her saliva. How much did Jiang Yunzheng hate this painter?

She couldn't help but be curious.

He quietly returned to the study and quickly picked up the last painting that Jiang Yunzheng looked at. There were a few sparks on it, but fortunately only the edges were burned.

She carefully folded the painting and put it into her sleeve, then ran out quickly.

Jiang Yunzheng took Miss Zhao's pulse and found that she was fine.

Her expression was extremely complicated.

Soon a neighbor discovered the fire and rescued Miss Zhao, who was frightened unconscious.

Maosong was driving the carriage halfway when he remembered that Xu Suyuan had given him an instruction this morning.

Ask him to take the box in the study back to Xu's house.

There was a painting inside, and Xu Suyuan was very satisfied with it. He prepared to slowly paint Xu Jingyang's face on it.

But when Maosong approached, he saw only bursts of fire and thick smoke.