Prime Minister Wei immediately understood the steward's meaning: they could not resort to force now, nor could they ask the Emperor to send people to arrest people; this matter was no longer about food.
Before long, a servant brought over the writing implements. Prime Minister Wei reported the situation truthfully and even wrote down the advantages and disadvantages involved.
The entire Prime Minister's residence was hungry and in a tense standoff, waiting for the Emperor to send someone.
In less than a quarter of an hour, news of the Prime Minister's residence spread like wildfire throughout the streets and alleys of the capital.
This also includes the fact that the people in the fiefdom of the King of Yannan lived a prosperous life, and that the King of Yannan helped refugees.
Inside the palace, the sounds of silk and bamboo instruments filled the air, birds sang and danced, and the aroma of wine permeated the air. Emperor Song Rui was embracing a beautiful woman, completely captivated by her beauty.
"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened!"
After hearing the messenger's account, Chief Eunuch An disregarded the Emperor's punishment and knelt at the palace gate with the letter in his hands.
"Your Majesty, don't listen to his nonsense. What important matter could it be? It's nothing more than the Empress using this as an excuse to try and get Your Majesty away from me." The beautiful woman's coquettish words were irresistible to the Emperor.
The emperor opened his mouth to drink the wine the beauty offered him, then put his arm around her slender waist and beckoned to the palace entrance, "Come in."
Suddenly, the music stopped, and the dancers retreated to one side to await instructions.
Eunuch An quickly stepped forward and handed over the letter, which the Emperor read at a glance.
"Prime Minister Wei is getting more and more confused. He panics over such a trivial matter."
The Emperor waved his hand and said, "Someone, go and notify the Ministry of Revenue to handle this."
...
When Jiang Shuyue arrived outside the Prime Minister's residence, she saw Jiang Zhengming leading officials to deal with the refugees.
A yamen runner was pushing a grain cart to distribute grain at the entrance of the Prime Minister's residence.
After receiving their grain, the refugees headed towards the city gate.
The scholars gathered in small groups, discussing something. From a distance, some shook their heads and sighed, while others looked on with disdain.
"Miss, where are Young Master Nangong and the young master?"
The crowd gradually thinned out, and Qiuju looked around but couldn't see Nangong Zeyue anywhere.
"Don't bother looking anymore, he must have taken Sui Sui somewhere to play."
Jiang Shuyue was right.
On a street not far from here, on the second floor of a teahouse, two people were eating watermelon and enjoying pastries while listening to a storyteller in the lobby telling exciting tales.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the story is an adaptation of the upheaval of migrants entering the city.
Laughter and cheers echoed from the first floor.
"Uncle Nangong, is the Prince of Yannan that the storyteller talked about the father of the person I know?" Sui Sui was very clever; he didn't call him grandfather directly.
"It's him. He's a truly remarkable person. You should strive to be like him in the future. Only those with great love in their hearts can earn respect."
"Ahem, how did we agree to meet outside..." Nangong Zeyue blinked her left eye, teasing Sui Sui.
Sui Sui put down the melon rind in her hand, looked towards the door of the private room, and said, "There's no one else here, so you don't need to trouble yourself."
Nangong Zeyue: "..."
"Hey! No trouble at all, we're like family."
Sui Sui's eyes gleamed with mischief as she looked at Nangong Zeyue with a smile, her short legs swaying back and forth.
She said in a childish voice, "I meant if others misunderstand, I'll accept it. I didn't say I was going to call you 'Dad,' so Uncle Nangong, don't get it wrong."
Hmph! You think you can trick the baby into calling you Dad? No way, Daddy will be heartbroken if he finds out.
Seeing that there were no worse consequences, Jiang Shuyue said to Gao Mu and Qiu Ju, "Let's go back too."
"Miss, I just heard from someone that the refugees have taken a lot of rice from the Prime Minister's mansion."
"It's a miracle no one was killed. I never expected them to be so audacious."
It is said that when people are driven to the brink of despair, the demons in their hearts will break free of their shackles.
Jiang Shuyue, however, did not think so. Everyone has a bottom line; it's just that some people have high bottom lines and some people have low bottom lines.
Just as she was about to turn and leave, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice rang out.
What are you doing here?
Jiang Shuyue looked up and saw Jiang Zhengming walking towards her.
Five years have passed, and Jiang Zhengming, who has lived a life of luxury, has not changed much.
"Why don't you go home? Your mother and sister are looking for you everywhere."
Jiang Shuyue and Qiu Ju exchanged a glance, then looked at Jiang Zhengming expressionlessly. "Lord Jiang, are you joking? I've always lived at my own home. Which home do you want me to go back to?"
"Not to mention my mother. She has been dead for several years, and her memorial tablet is still in your Minister's residence. Shouldn't you return it to me?"
Jiang Shuyue had been thinking about retrieving her mother's memorial tablet from the Minister's residence, and when she met Jiang Zhengming, she brought it up.
"you……"
Jiang Zhengming was speechless when asked the question. This was different from what he had thought and what Yang had said. This wretched girl showed no intention of returning to the Minister's Mansion.
"Your home? You're married?"
When Jiang Zhengming asked this question, his heart was in his throat.
He stared intently at Jiang Shuyue, hoping she would shake her head.
Jiang Shuyue said calmly, "From the moment I was expelled from the Minister's residence, I have had nothing to do with you anymore. Whether I am married or not is none of your business, Lord Jiang."
Jiang Zhengming suppressed his anger as he thought about the marriage he had personally agreed to.
His voice softened a bit, "Yue'er, five years have passed. I was furious back then, and I inevitably acted rashly. Why don't you come home with me?"
"Lord Jiang, you are so forgetful. My name, Jiang Shuyue, is not on the Jiang family genealogy. We have no relation."
“That’s right! Our young lady doesn’t want to go back to your home!” Qiuju added bluntly.
"Yue'er, how can you say we have no relationship? You're a woman wandering far from home, and when you get married, you won't have a family to support you." Jiang Zhengming spoke earnestly, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
"Five years have passed, and I'm doing very well. You should go and support Jiang Jiaojiao."
Jiang Shuyue took a step back and said, "It's settled then. I'll come to pick up my mother's memorial tablet another day."
Jiang Shuyue was not the original owner of this body. Jiang Zhengming was a stranger to her, and she didn't want to say a word to him.
Seeing Jiang Shuyue turn around, Gao Mu quickly bowed and said, "Please get in the carriage, Miss."
Jiang Zhengming then noticed a tall man standing behind her, with a sword slung across his waist.
A luxurious carriage was parked behind the man.
Did she get married?
She even married into a high-ranking noble family?
Seeing that Jiang Shuyue's hair was still styled in a girl's bun, Jiang Zhengming felt relieved.
When he kicked her out of the manor and said so many heartless things, it was normal for her not to acknowledge him.
When she returns to the mansion to retrieve the memorial tablet of Madam Su, he will reason with her and appeal to her emotions.
He then told her about her marriage to the Wu family, and he believed that his daughter would be willing to return to the Minister's residence.
When Jiang Shuyue returned to the mansion, the maids and servants were gathered in the front hall discussing the rumors circulating in the capital.
Jiang Shuyue had just returned to the courtyard and changed her clothes when she heard Lan'er report from outside the door, "Miss, someone is looking for you outside."
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