Chapter 136 Check out Song Shiwei's true background

The implication is that I am not worthy of you.

Hu Yue had expected him to refuse, but the moment she really heard it, she was still a little heartbroken.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the bitterness in her heart, and smiled brightly: "Mr. Jiang, why do you have to be so humble? Then, I won't bother you anymore."

Hu Yue actually had a lot more to say to him, but she was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would burst into tears.

In short, she would not give up easily!

Jiang Kangan watched her go, and after she ran away, he said, "Come down."

[Tsk, he really found it.]

Jiang Zhiyu jumped down from the tree and looked at him cautiously.

"Don't tell anyone what you just heard. If it gets out, it will be bad for Miss Hu's reputation."

Jiang Zhiyu patted his chest, "Don't worry, I'm the most strict."

The two returned home together. After Jiang Kang'an came out of the Taishi Mansion, he asked the driver to send the carriage back to the mansion first.

Jiang Zhiyu walked beside him, picked up a dogtail grass from the roadside, swayed, and whispered: "Brother, where have you been?"

"I went to my grandfather's house. Mom wrote a letter and asked me to give it to my grandfather."

Thinking of the content of the letter, Jiang Kang'an clenched his fists.

In the past, he always thought that his father and mother were harmonious and harmonious. Although there was Mrs. Du, his father's heart was always with his mother. It was not

until he read Xu Youran's letter that Jiang Kang'an realized how wrong he was.

Thinking of this, Jiang Kang'an felt like there was something stuck in his throat and didn't want to talk about it anymore.

He turned to look at Jiang Zhiyu, thinking that Zhiyu must have known it a long time ago, so she reminded her mother.

Jiang Kang'an looked at her, but changed the subject and asked something else: "What about you, why did you leave the house today?"

Jiang Zhiyu told him how she ran into the people sent by the Dali Temple and the conversation with Jiang Zhaorong, Chunxiu's body and confession, and the bribed guards. Jiang Kang'an nodded lightly, his long eyelashes covering his thoughts.

It seems that his father really did everything he could to save Song Shiwei.

But why did he ignore his two biological sons and help a person from another family? Even if it was the affection he had for raising her since childhood, he shouldn't have been blinded to this.

Jiang Kang'an's eyes were deep. It seemed necessary to check Song Shiwei's true background.

...

Jiang Zhaorong returned to the mansion, entered the study, and said coldly: "Taohong stay, everyone else go out."

His voice was filled with anger, and the maids hurriedly retreated. Taohong secretly said in her heart that it was not good, but she still greeted him with a smile: "Prime Minister..."

"How did your cousin do it!" Jiang Zhaorong interrupted her directly, and Taohong's smile froze on her face.

"He said Shi Wei was Chunxiu's savior, and asked her to testify in court, and the matter would be settled. But now, he killed Chunxiu. He killed her, and he couldn't hide it. Everyone could see it at a glance!"

"Now that Chunxiu is gone, it is even more difficult to save Shi Wei!"

The more he spoke, the gloomier his face became. Taohong was terrified and knelt down quickly.

Her tears fell one by one, "Prime Minister, I haven't received any news from him, but my cousin has always been strict in doing things. He must have been helpless to kill Chunxiu this time."

Jiang Zhaorong raised his eyes: "Do you still want to defend him?"

Taohong was silent.

Seeing that she was quite obedient, Jiang Zhaorong looked away, no longer looking at her, and took a sip of tea.

All the roads outside were blocked, and now the only way was to Xu Youran.

Jiang Zhaorong rubbed his aching temple. He didn't know what his mentality was at the moment. Anyway, he had a splitting headache when he thought about meeting Xu Youran.

Taohong saw him frowning, and bravely stood up, put her hand on his temple, and saw that Jiang Zhaorong didn't scold her, so she breathed a sigh of relief and pressed slowly.

Seeing that Jiang Zhaorong's expression had eased a lot, Taohong spoke up boldly: "Prime Minister, in my opinion, the key to this matter is still with the Madam. As long as the Madam lets go, all problems will be solved."

"Do you think I don't know? The most difficult thing is to let the Madam let go."

Jiang Zhaorong did not close his eyes, and his thin lips opened slightly.

Taohong blinked, "Perhaps, Prime Minister can ask the old lady to come forward."

Old lady? Jiang Zhaorong half-opened his eyes, his eyes full of disgust.

Taohong could not see his expression. Seeing that he did not speak, she mistakenly thought that he had gone in, and said directly: "No matter what, the old lady is also an elder, and the Madam will listen to what she says."

The previous scenes appeared in Jiang Zhaorong's eyes, and he sneered.

If it was the old lady before Mrs. Du entered the mansion, Xu Youran might still have heard that, but now...

He sighed and brushed away Taohong's hand: "Let's talk later."

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of the servant came from outside the door: "Prime Minister, the old lady wants to see you."

Jiang Zhaorong sighed, opened the door and walked out.

...

In Shouxi Hall, the old lady's face was full of anger. She had sent people to look for Jiang Zhaorong every day in the past few days, but she never got anyone to come. She was so angry that she pinched the maid's face to vent her anger.

"You've really grown up! You've become so arrogant! You don't even listen to your mother!"

Jiang Zhaorong heard these words as soon as he entered the room. The smell of medicine in the room made him almost vomit. He stood in front of the door with an impatient look on his face: "What's the matter?"

The old lady looked at his expression, suppressed all the ridicule and questions in her heart, and ordered Mrs. Qian to pour him a cup of tea: "You've been running around these days, are you tired?"

Her sudden concern caught Jiang Zhaorong off guard, and his voice softened: "No problem."

The old lady sighed: "I've heard about this, too. In the final analysis, it's still Xu who is confused. It's not a glorious thing to begin with, but they have to publicize it so much. These days, everyone in the streets and alleys has been talking about the Prime Minister's Mansion!"

Jiang Zhaorong frowned in displeasure, but did not refute her words.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the old lady gradually became bolder and questioned: "How can you, a prime minister, not even mention someone in the Dali Temple?"

Jiang Zhaorong sighed lightly: "So what if I'm the Prime Minister? You know that the emperor disliked me because of Jiang Jianjin. Now the emperor seems to have restored his favor to me, but the actual power has not been returned to me. Otherwise, how could I go back home right after the court session?"

The old lady didn't understand officialdom, and she was slightly stunned when she heard him say this.

"Then, what should I do? My Jianjin and Shiwei are now in that prison." Two lines of tears fell from her cloudy eyes: "I told you a long time ago that I would not let you marry Xu. From the beginning, I knew she was not a good person. Look, which of her children is easy to get along with now?!"

"Enough!" Jiang Zhaorong interrupted her coldly: "If you called me here just to complain, I will leave first."

"Wait."