Chapter 190 Song Shiwei's Identity

Jiang Zhaorong took a deep breath. There was not much dust underneath. He walked to the table and stroked the tabletop with his fingers.

The tabletop was full of scratches. Jiang Zhaorong's eyes suddenly softened. He closed his eyes and recalled the scene of the girl carving words diligently.

The corners of his lips raised, enjoying the rare warm moment in his memory.

With a "gulp", the sound of water dripping interrupted his memory. He opened his eyes, and a trace of annoyance passed through his eyes, but it was gone in a flash.

He retracted his hand, looked around, and turned over little by little, not even leaving out the corners.

But after turning over for a long time, it was the same as before.

Jiang Zhaorong sighed lightly, his face tired.

He supported the table with one hand, exerted force secretly with his hands, and suddenly there was a "click" sound, and the whole table tilted down.

Jiang Zhaorong was startled, suspecting that he had used too much force. He suddenly turned around, held up the table with his hands, and looked down.

After just one glance, he was stunned.

He maintained this posture, his pupils suddenly locked, and it seemed difficult to breathe.

What is that...?

He pushed the table aside, half squatted down, and regardless of the mud, he took out the things underneath with his bare hands.

His fingers trembled slightly, holding the pile of miscellaneous items like treasures, and placed them on the table with great care.

Children's toys, clothes, and several jade rings.

Jiang Zhaorong undressed, and inside was a jade seal and a key. Under the key, there was a letter.

Jiang Zhaorong's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and his breathing became rapid, obviously he could no longer control his emotions.

He picked up the letter and read it word by word.

The more he read, the brighter the light in his eyes became.

Sure enough!

Song Shiwei is really the orphan of the previous dynasty! She really has the map and key to open the treasury of the previous dynasty!

He made the right bet!

Jiang Zhaorong has never been so excited.

That is

the treasury of the previous dynasty! The prosperity of the previous dynasty is still being praised by the people, with magnificent mountains and rivers, rare treasures, not to mention the secret weapons in the treasury that are said to be able to destroy a country.

Now, the key to open the door of the treasury is in his own hands!

How can Jiang Zhaorong not be excited and excited!

He looked down expectantly. If the map and the key were both on Song Shiwei as stated in the letter, why had he never discovered them in the past ten years?

Song Shiwei had never shown any abnormality?

It was normal for her to be able to hide it now that she was older, but when she first entered the mansion, she was only three years old. A three-year-old child would answer every question. He had also asked the maid who took care of Song Shiwei, but she didn't find anything abnormal.

Jiang Zhaorong looked at the letter, sorting out her thoughts bit by bit. As the saying goes, you can tell a person's future at the age of three, and his old age at the age of seven. Judging

from Song Shiwei's current performance, she couldn't have been so smart and clever when she was three years old, and she couldn't have kept everything in her heart at such a young age.

The only possibility is that even Song Shiwei didn't know that she was hiding such a big secret.

Jiang Zhaorong continued to look down, and when he saw the last line of the letter, his eyes were fixed on that line of words. If his eyes had substance, he would have stared two holes into the letter.

[Emotions are revealed only when they are strong.]

Strong emotions? What kind of emotions are considered strong?

Jiang Zhaorong pondered and was suddenly stunned.

The strongest emotions were when she fainted on the street, right? !

She fainted!

Jiang Zhaorong sighed softly and felt sorry.

Although the prison of the Dali Temple is not as good as the imperial prison, ordinary women would be terrified when they saw it. Song Shiwei's emotions must have been the strongest when she was in prison. If he

had known this, why did he save her so early?

If you only take a look at it in prison, wouldn't you have the map?

But no matter how much you regret it now, it's useless.

Jiang Zhaorong calmed down, put away the jade seal key and the signal coefficient, and found a secret place to hide them.

He couldn't take these things with him. If he was found to have hidden things from the previous dynasty in advance, he would have several heads chopped off.

Since these things have been here for so many years and no one has found them, then leaving them here might be the best choice.

He returned the same way, and when he saw that there was no one around, he came up from downstairs, brushed off the dust on his clothes, looked back for the last time, and rode away.

However, he didn't know that all his actions were seen by others.

...

It was getting dark, the lights in the prefect's house were on, and after dinner, the three of them sat around the table.

Xu Yaowen's face was full of joy: "The people have all received the antidote. I have sent people to check every household. Everyone has only taken one pill, and every household has received five bags of grain. If nothing else, at least we can get through this winter."

His pupils flashed: "The grain that Liu Zhijie collected with the medicine, plus what he has stockpiled over the years and what his cronies have stored, is enough to fill ten charity warehouses! In this way, even if there is a severe drought in Jinzhou, the people of Jinzhou will not have to worry."

It was all good news, and he was happy to say it, and the people who heard it couldn't help but show joy.

"Speaking of which," Xu Yaowen suddenly looked at Jiang Zhiyu: "Zhiyu, your uncle wants to thank you for this. If it weren't for you, this matter in Jinzhou would never be so smooth. Just dealing with Liu Zhijie would take up most of my energy. By the time I get around to it, the people outside would probably have been killed or injured."

There was a hint of worry between his brows, and Jiang Zhiyu poured him a cup of tea.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this," Xu Yaowen raised his eyebrows slightly, "Liu Zhijie is dead. Although I suppressed the news, it was only for a while. Within three days, it will definitely reach Lian Qisheng's ears. He is now in Binzhou and it will take some time for him to come here. Now that the matter in Jinzhou is settled, you will set off to return to Beijing in a few days. You must not have a head-on conflict with him."

Lian Qisheng is a cunning person, but if it were just that, there would be nothing to be afraid of, but the one he is leaning on is Prince Yu!

The only younger brother of the current emperor!

Lian Qisheng's daughter is the concubine of Prince Yu!

Although the emperor dotes on Zhiyu, if it involves royal relatives, can the emperor still trust Zhiyu so firmly?

Xu Yaowen doesn't dare to gamble, nor does he want to gamble.

In his heart, even if Zhiyu is all-powerful, putting aside all that, she is just a twelve-year-old girl who hasn't even had her coming-of-age ceremony yet. Such conspiracies and schemes should not enter her eyes or pollute her ears.

Jiang Zhiyu took a sip of tea and recalled in her heart.

[Lian Qisheng...]

[Oh~ I remember, it's that pica! ]

Xu Yaowen: "???"

He Yanting: "???"

Pica? What is that?

[He loves to eat dirt. Yes, real dirt. The delicacies that others love are unpalatable to him. But dirt is a delicacy to him.]