Chapter 190 Song Shiwei's Identity (Please vote and urge for more)



Jiang Zhaorong took a deep breath. There wasn't much dust underneath. He walked to the table and stroked the surface with his fingers.

The table was covered with carvings, and Jiang Zhaorong's eyes suddenly softened. He closed his eyes and recalled the scene of the girl diligently carving the words in his mind.

The corners of his lips curled up as he enjoyed the rare tender moment in his memory.

The sound of dripping water interrupted his memories. He opened his eyes and a trace of annoyance flashed across his eyes, but it disappeared in a flash.

He withdrew his hand, looked around, and turned over bit by bit, not even leaving out any corner.

But after searching for a long time, it was still the same as before.

Jiang Zhaorong sighed lightly, her face looking tired.

He supported himself on the table with one hand, exerted force secretly, 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, lifted the table with his hands, and glanced down.

Just one glance and he was stunned.

He maintained this posture, his pupils suddenly tightened, and it seemed difficult for him to breathe.

What is that?

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

His fingers trembled slightly as he held the pile of miscellaneous items as if they were treasures and placed them on the table with great care.

Children's toys, clothes, and a few jade rings.

Jiang Zhaorong undressed, revealing a jade seal and a key, with a letter underneath the key.

Jiang Zhaorong's heartbeat suddenly quickened and her breathing became rapid. It was obvious that she could no longer control her emotions.

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

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

really!

Song Shiwei is truly an orphan of the previous dynasty! She truly possesses the map and key to the previous dynasty's treasury!

I made the right bet!

Jiang Zhaorong had never been so excited before.

That was the treasury of the previous dynasty!

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

Now, the keys to open the door of the treasury are in our hands!

How could Jiang Zhaorong not be excited and thrilled!

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

Song Shiwei has never shown any abnormality?

It was normal for her to be able to hide 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 and found nothing unusual.

Jiang Zhaorong looked at the letter, sorting out her thoughts bit by bit. As the saying goes, you can tell a child'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 intelligent when she was three years old. At such a young age, she could keep everything in her heart.

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

Jiang Zhaorong continued to read down. 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 in the letter.

【It can only be revealed when the emotions are strong.】

Strong emotions? What constitutes strong emotions?

Jiang Zhaorong was thinking about it and suddenly froze.

Wasn't the strongest emotion when she fainted on the street?!

Everyone fainted!

Jiang Zhaorong sighed softly and felt regretful.

Although the Dali Temple's prison is not as big as the imperial prison, an ordinary woman would be terrified if she saw it. The time Song Shiwei was in prison must have been the time when her emotions were the most intense.

If he had known this, why would he have saved her so early?

Just take a look in prison and you'll have the map, right?

But no matter how much I regret it now, it's of no use.

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

I cannot take these things with me. If I am found to be hiding things from the previous dynasty, I will have several heads chopped off.

Since these things have not been discovered here for so many years, leaving them here may be the best option.

He returned the same way and when he saw that there was no one around, he came up from downstairs, dusted off the dust on his clothes, took a last look back, and rode away.

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

As night fell, the lights in the prefectural mansion were on. After dinner, the three of them sat around the table.

Xu Yaowen's face was filled with joy. "The people have all received the antidote. I've sent people to check every household. No one has taken more than one pill. Every household has also received five bags of grain. If nothing else, at least this winter will be over."

His eyes gleamed. "The grain Liu Zhijie has collected through medicine, plus what he and his cronies have hoarded over the years, is more than enough to fill ten charity granaries! That way, even if Jinzhou suffers a severe drought, the people of Jinzhou won't have to worry."

It was all good news, and he said it with great joy in his heart, and the people who heard it couldn't help but show their 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 have gone so smoothly. Just dealing with Liu Zhijie would have consumed most of my energy. By the time I was able to deal with him, the people outside would have probably 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 anymore," 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 currently 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 for Beijing in a few days. You must not engage in a head-on conflict with him."

Lian Qisheng is a cunning man, but if that were all, he wouldn't be a threat. But the person backing him up is Prince Yu!

The only younger brother of the current emperor!

Lian Qisheng’s daughter is Prince Yu’s concubine!

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

Xu Yaowen didn't dare to gamble, nor did he want to gamble.

In his heart, even though Zhiyu was all-powerful, putting that aside, she was just a twelve-year-old girl who had not yet had her coming-of-age ceremony. She should not be exposed to such schemes or hear such tricks.

Jiang Zhiyu took a sip of tea and recalled the past.

【Lian Qisheng...】

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

Xu Yaowen: “???”

He Yanting: “???”

Pica? What is it?

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

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