Jiang Zhiyu quietly brought Ji Xiuling, ah, now she should be called Ji Xiurong, back home.
He thoughtfully arranged her to stay in his own courtyard.
"Everyone in this courtyard belongs to me. Just live here peacefully. If you need anything, just tell me. When I'm not around, just look for Zhuying."
Jiang Zhiyu introduced Zhuying to Ji Xiurong.
Ji Xiurong nodded with her eyelashes drooping.
The sound is like a light bell, soft and gentle.
"Miss, could you tell me if Sister Yu had any special hobbies when she was alive?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Zhiyu exclaimed, she really understood!
Zhuying was asked to go downstairs to prepare dinner, and Jiang Zhiyu stayed behind.
He told Ji Xiurong all the introductions to Yurong in the original book.
Jiang Zhiyu also studied this jade face in detail last night.
You said there was something special about her, but there wasn't.
The only difference from other maids may be...
She often ignored the second prince.
Could it be that Xiao Chuji also has M tendencies?
I can't figure it out.
Jiang Zhiyu shook off the random thoughts in his mind and told Ji Xiurong.
"Actually, you don't have to do anything special. Just leave it as it is now."
Otherwise, if you overdo it, it might backfire.
Ji Xiurong nodded as if he understood, but he also secretly took note of Yurong's preferences.
He usually likes quietness and likes to wear white clothes.
Through these, we can also infer her general personality.
Dinner was ready, and Zhuying asked Jiang Zhiyu if he wanted to go back and eat.
Jiang Zhiyu didn't care at all and said they could join in the fun.
Ji Xiurong was worried but also a little touched.
Worrying that your appearance might scare others;
She was touched that Jiang Zhiyu never treated her as a servant.
When the food was served, she was too timid to look up.
Any look or sigh from others made her feel very uncomfortable.
She was tormented by the meal.
Finally made it to the end.
Jiang Zhiyu also noticed her discomfort.
He left her some ointment for her face and left.
Don't forget to tell Zhuying to make a bowl of noodles for Ji Xiurong later.
The next morning, Jiang Zhiyu went to the palace to work as usual.
I also met He Yanting and his scumbag father Jiang Zhaorong in the imperial study.
Several people were discussing the battle between the monks.
What's there to discuss? That Tanluan is a complete imposter! How could a monk possibly lose to him?
He Yanting heard this and tapped his thigh lightly with his folding fan, looking like he was watching the fun.
The emperor was also confident and signaled Jiang Zhiyu with his eyes not to be polite and to come forward and serve him.
Only Jiang Zhaorong acted as if he heard nothing, his eyes closely following Jiang Zhiyu as she approached.
Seeing that she didn't even look at him, he felt disappointed and worried.
He had heard from Zhiyu that Kang An's injury was a frame-up by the Second Prince.
Now, Tanluan and Wujing are battling each other, but the Second Prince is the one making the arrangements...
Didn’t Zhiyu and Master Wujing lose the opportunity?
No matter how powerful she is, can she defeat Master Tanluan and the Second Prince?
By then, Wu Jing will fall from the altar...
Then, right after that, Tan Luan would identify Jiang Zhiyu as a monster!
Even though he had been divorced, as Jiang Zhiyu's biological father...
How can I escape unscathed?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and bent down again to ask for instructions.
"Your Majesty, the battle between the great monks is truly absurd. I'm afraid it will undermine the majesty of heaven..."
Jiang Zhiyu frowned when he heard this.
The inkstone is almost sparking.
[Has this scumbag father lost his mind? All the civil and military officials in the court are trying to protect themselves! How can he stand out? He's the only one who speaks out and gives advice. Is he the only one who is so capable?]
The emperor couldn't help but curl his lips slightly when he heard this.
He Yanting also looked at Jiang Zhaorong with amusement.
Jiang Zhaorong was unaware of his presence and bent his waist to 90 degrees.
Seeing his persistence, the emperor had no choice but to put down the wolf hair brush and ask in a serious tone.
"Then, what does Prime Minister Jiang have to say?"
Jiang Zhaorong was naturally very nervous when he heard this.
His legs went limp and he fell to his knees.
"I dare not... I just feel that it is inappropriate to let the prince handle matters concerning gods and Buddhas..."
Seeing that he was frightened and that Jiang Zhiyu was still beside him, the emperor softened his voice a lot.
"Prime Minister Jiang, please stand up and speak."
"As you command, humble servant."
Jiang Zhaorong lay on the ground, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his court robe, and got up tremblingly.
The emperor just continued speaking.
"Although Chu Ji is a prince, he has been a monk for many years and can be considered half Buddhist. It is most appropriate for him to preside over the battle between the great monks."
"but……"
Jiang Zhaorong wanted to fight for it again, but was interrupted by the emperor.
"What's more, this time, it was also Secretary Jiang's intention."
Jiang Zhaorong then looked at Jiang Zhiyu in surprise.
I secretly wondered, this kid is so stupid!
How could you not discuss such a big matter with your father?
Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhiyu raised his chin proudly and complained in his heart.
[It's me! You never thought... I'm going to let the Second Prince preside over this. Not only will I make him lose, but I'll make him admit defeat with conviction!]
The emperor heard her thoughts and looked at her lovingly.
He Yanting also smiled helplessly.
Jiang Zhaorong stood there in a daze.
What...what's going on?
The expression of the young fish just now.
She must be muttering something in her heart!
Why……
Why can't he hear?
Could it be...
Is it because of the divorce?
He froze as if struck by thunder.
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