Chapter 142 What can make Jiang Zhaorong give up on them? Xu Youran

waved her hand, "Zhiyu, Sulan, Kang'an, come and see grandma."

Hearing this, several people stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and shouted in unison: "Grandma."

Tan Shujing smiled and couldn't close her mouth, "Good children, good children, get up quickly, come forward and let grandma take a good look."

She looked at them carefully, her eyes full of love, and then shook hands with them one by one, saying softly: "Good children, you have suffered."

Several people shook their heads.

Tan Shujing looked at Xu Youran and said: "Your yard is still reserved," and then turned around and said: "I have asked people to clean up the other yards, and I will ask someone to take you there later."

[Wow, grandma is so nice! 】

Tan Shujing: “!!!”

The voice suddenly appeared in her ears. Tan Shujing was stunned again, and her hands trembled slightly.

In the original book, Tan Shujing died of a serious illness.

Jiang Zhiyu frowned and said softly, "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

She grabbed Tan Shujing's hand and took her pulse.

[The heartbeat is a little fast, but the pulse is still very strong, and the body is still very healthy, which is really good! 】

The voice she heard turned out to be that of her little granddaughter, and Tan Shujing felt relieved.

She had also heard the news circulating outside that the little granddaughter was a genius in medicine, and that was praised by everyone. Such a good little lucky star, but the Jiang family didn't know how to cherish her. They really have no vision!

She cursed the Jiang family in her heart, then she smiled: "Grandma is fine, don't worry about her. Are you tired? Do you want to take a rest?"

She spoke in a gentle tone, as if coaxing a child.

After going through all this, she must have a lot to say to Xu Youran, so everyone nodded and followed the uncles to the yard.

It was the third uncle who brought Jiang Zhiyu. Jiang Zhiyu followed behind him, looking at her uncle's broad back, and couldn't help sighing in her heart:

[It's so tragic, my uncle, was demoted to the governor of Jinzhou, and was eaten up by the victims during the famine. ]

Third uncle: "!!!"

How is it possible? Jinzhou's land is fertile now, and everyone can eat enough, how could there be a famine? !

Third uncle's first reaction was that it was impossible, but then he began to have doubts in his heart.

Indeed, Jinzhou has had plenty of rain in the past few years, which is indeed abnormal compared to previous years.

His eyes were deep, and he pondered as he walked.

What if what Zhiyu said was true? He could hear her thoughts, and she knew the future situation of Jinzhou. What if this was God appearing to remind him?

No, he had to be prepared for both situations!

When he returned tonight, he would discuss with his confidants and make preparations as soon as possible. He would set up a charity warehouse to store grain. If there was a famine in the future, he would directly open the warehouse to release grain!

Thinking of this, he also walked into the yard.

"This is it. I won't go in. You should go to bed early. Is there anything you want? I'll bring it to you when I come tomorrow."

"Thank you, uncle. I don't want anything."

Jiang Zhiyu smiled obediently.

[How should I remind my uncle? ]

The third uncle chuckled and rubbed her head: "Go to bed early."

That night, Tan Shujing and Xu Youran talked all night long. Listening to the grievances revealed by her daughter, Tan Shujing cried several times. She was full of hatred for the Jiang family.

This divorce letter is just the beginning. The position of prime minister should be returned to them!

...

The next day, the news that Xu Youran divorced Jiang Zhaorong spread throughout the streets and alleys. Even when he was in court, all the officials were hesitant between him and Xu Yanli.

After the emperor returned Xu Yanli's title of Grand Tutor to him on the day of the palace banquet, Xu Yanli began to attend court. The emperor also looked at the two of them, with a hint of interest.

Soon, someone linked the divorce to Song Shiwei's harm to others. Some people in the tavern even talked about it, saying that it was because the prime minister had always protected Song Shiwei, his adopted daughter, and neglected his own children, that Xu Youran was troubled.

Jiang Zhaorong didn't care about the rumors from the outside world. When Shi An received the news, he ordered people to release Song Shiwei. In prison these days, no one took care of him. Song Shiwei's already thin body became even thinner, his face was pale, his lips were dry and cracked, and there was no trace of blood.

The clothes he wore when he entered the prison that day were now dirty and messy. He was covered in dust and had a bad smell.

Jiang Zhaorong only sent a carriage to pick her up. When Song Shiwei got on the carriage in a daze, she heard someone spit at her and said, "She is an adopted daughter and wants to harm her legitimate master. I don't know what the prime minister is thinking. He insists on protecting her. Now, her wife is gone."

Song Shiwei's ears moved. Madam, gone?

Her eyes lit up immediately. What does it mean? Did they get divorced? !

Her heart was pounding, and she couldn't wait to get to the prime minister's mansion.

There were only two maids waiting for her in front of the prime minister's mansion. Smelling the smell emanating from her body, they all took two steps back before speaking: "Miss Song, the prime minister said that you should still live in the previous courtyard."

Song Shiwei took their actions in her eyes and wanted to tear them apart in her heart, but her reputation was already ruined, and she had to find a way to repair it first!

She took a deep breath and said, "Okay."

After returning to the courtyard, she began to wash up, using more than ten buckets of water.

The maid observed her body and ran to Jiang Zhaorong's study while pouring water.

"My Lord, I have checked it. Whether it is hot water or cold water, there is no strange mark on Miss Song's body."

Jiang Zhaorong lowered his eyes, his eyes moved slightly.

"I know."

The maid was about to leave when a cold light flashed behind her and blood slowly seeped from her neck.

"Throw it into the well, be careful, don't let anyone see it."

Jiang Zhaorong pressed his eyebrows, his eyes full of irritation.

After the people left, he showed madness in his eyes.

Where? Where on earth is it? !

……

At the same time, in Qingfeng Pavilion, Shi An held the white chess piece in his hand and said in a teasing tone: "You are really amazing. You sent a spy just to investigate other people's family affairs? And you spread the news all over the city. You are deliberately trying to ruin their reputation."

He Yanting did not comment.

He held the black chess piece with his bony fingers and placed it on the chessboard.

Shi An held the chess piece and thought for a long time, then put it down while looking at his expression, and kept saying: "What are you doing? Could it be..."

He raised his eyebrows.

"I just want to know, what secrets does Song Shiwei have that make Jiang Zhaorong protect her so much."

"What secrets could there be? She's just his illegitimate daughter?"

"It's not that simple," He Yanting's eyes dimmed, "Jiang Kangan's injuries have healed, Jiang Wenjing is already a general, Jiang Bojian will definitely be a good seedling to be cultivated in the future, and Jiang Zhiyu is the only female official of Tianqi, with excellent medical and martial arts skills. If Song Shiwei is just an illegitimate daughter, what can make Jiang Zhaorong give up on them?"