Xu Youran waved her hand, "Zhiyu, Sulan, Kang'an, come and meet grandma."
Upon hearing this, several people stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and shouted in unison: "Grandma."
Tan Shujing smiled from ear to ear, "Good boy, good boy, get up quickly and come forward so grandma can have a good look at you."
She looked at them carefully, her eyes full of fondness, then shook hands with each one, saying softly, "Good children, you have suffered."
Several people shook their heads.
Tan Shujing glanced at Xu Youran and said, "Your yard is still available." Then she turned around and said, "I've already had people clean up the other yards. I'll have someone 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 whispered, "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"
She grabbed Tan Shujing's hand and took her pulse.
My heartbeat is a little fast, but my pulse is still strong. I'm healthy. That's great!
The voice she heard turned out to be that of her little granddaughter, and Tan Shujing felt relieved.
She had also heard the rumors circulating outside. The little granddaughter had excellent medical skills and was praised by everyone. The Jiang family did not know how to cherish such a good little lucky star. They were really short-sighted!
She cursed the Jiang family in her heart, then smiled: "Grandma is fine, don't worry about her. Are you tired? Do you want to take a rest?"
She spoke in a softer 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 his third uncle who brought Jiang Zhiyu with him. Jiang Zhiyu followed behind him, looking at his uncle's broad back, and couldn't help sighing in his heart:
[How tragic! My uncle was demoted to the position of prefect of Jinzhou, and during the famine, he was devoured by the victims.]
Third uncle: “!!!”
How is that possible? Jinzhou's land is fertile now, and everyone has enough to eat. 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 abundant rainfall in recent years, which is indeed a bit abnormal compared with previous years.
His eyes were deep, and he was thinking as he walked.
What if what Zhiyu said was true? He could hear her inner voice, and she knew what would happen in Jinzhou in the future. What if this was a sign from heaven, a warning to him?
No, he has to be prepared for both situations!
When I go back tonight, I will discuss with my confidants and make preparations as soon as possible. We should set up charity granaries to store grain. If there is a famine later, we can open the granaries and distribute the grain directly!
Thinking this, he walked into the yard.
"This is it. I won't go in. You should get some rest. Is there anything you want? I'll bring it to you tomorrow."
"Thank you, uncle. I don't want anything."
Jiang Zhiyu smiled sweetly.
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 her daughter's grievances, Tan Shujing cried several times and her heart was full of hatred towards the Jiang family.
This letter of divorce 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 during the court session, all the officials were hesitant between him and Xu Yanli.
Since the emperor restored Xu Yanli's title of Grand Tutor 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 anticipation.
Soon, someone linked the divorce to Song Shiwei's harm to others. Some people in the tavern even talked loudly, saying that it was because the prime minister had always protected Song Shiwei, his adopted daughter, and ignored his own children, which angered Xu Youran.
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. Song Shiwei had been in prison these days with no one to take care of him. His already thin body became even thinner, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, 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 on his body.
Jiang Zhaorong only sent a carriage to pick her up. As Song Shiwei boarded the carriage in a daze, she heard someone spit at her and say, "She's an adopted daughter, yet she's trying to murder her legitimate master. I don't know what the Prime Minister was thinking, but he insisted on protecting her. Now she's gone, and she's lost her wife."
Song Shiwei's ears twitched, Madam, she's gone?
Her eyes suddenly lit up. What did that mean? Divorce?!
Her heart was pounding and she couldn't wait to get to the Prime Minister's residence.
There were only two maids waiting for her in front of the Prime Minister's residence. Smelling the scent emanating from her, they both took two steps back before speaking, "Miss Song, the Prime Minister said that you should stay in the same courtyard as before."
Song Shiwei saw their actions clearly and wanted to tear them apart, 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 yard, she began to wash, and used more than ten buckets of water.
The maid observed her body and ran to Jiang Zhaorong's study while pouring water.
"Master, I have checked, whether it's hot or cold water, there are no strange marks on Miss Song's body."
Jiang Zhaorong lowered his eyes, his gaze moving slightly.
"I understand."
Just as the maid was about to retreat, a cold light flashed behind her and blood slowly seeped from her neck.
"Throw it into the well, and be careful not to let anyone see it."
Jiang Zhaorong pressed his eyebrows, his eyes full of annoyance.
Only after the people left did madness appear in his eyes.
Where? Where on earth?!
…
Meanwhile, inside Qingfeng Pavilion, Shi An, holding the white piece in his hand, said in a teasing tone, "You're really something. You sent a spy just to investigate other people's affairs? And you spread the news all over the city. You're deliberately trying to ruin their reputation."
He Yanting remained silent.
He held the black piece in his bony fingers and placed it on a place on the chessboard.
Shi An held the chess piece in his hand and thought for a long time. He put it down while looking at his expression, and kept saying, "Why are you doing all this? Could it be that..."
He raised an eyebrow.
"I just want to know what secrets Song Shiwei has that make Jiang Zhaorong protect her so much."
"What secret could it be? It's just that she's his illegitimate daughter?"
"It's not that simple," He Yanting's eyes dimmed. "Jiang Kang'an'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 in Tianqi, with superb medical and martial arts skills. Song Shiweiruo is just an illegitimate daughter. Why would Jiang Zhaorong give up on them?"
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