Helped her mother?
"When Madam Xu divorced her husband, wasn't she using the excuse that Jiang Zhaorong had broken his oath?" Taohong chuckled.
"So what?" Jiang Zhiyu raised an eyebrow and looked at her. "Are you trying to tell me that without you, my mother wouldn't be able to leave the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
"Of course not," Tao Hong said, not knowing when Jiang Zhaorong would return. Her eyes grew anxious. "It's just that it won't be that easy. After all, the medicine I gave him was given by Madam Xu."
Jiang Zhiyu was slightly startled.
"If Miss Jiang doesn't believe me, you can go back and ask Madam Xu." Tao Hong's lips curled up. "If I had that ability earlier, I wouldn't have taken action until now."
Taohong looked calm and didn't seem to be lying.
If the medicine was given by my mother, doesn't that mean she planned the divorce in advance?
[My mother... is stunned!]
Jiang Zhiyu licked her lips, her eyes full of undisguised happiness. Taohong couldn't figure out what she was thinking and looked at her in surprise several times.
"Okay, I can give you the medicine," Jiang Zhiyu said, looking at Tao Hong who was relieved, "Are you planning to use it on the people who will come into the mansion in the future?"
They have no vested interests now, and Jiang Zhiyu will definitely not stand on Jiang Zhaorong's side. Taohong did not hide it and nodded slightly.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhiyu looked at her with a look of pity, and said with a tut-tut sound: "You are so small-minded!"
pink:"???"
What's the meaning?
"Think about it, if one woman is infertile, Jiang Zhaorong can still marry a second, a third... and so on. Even if you have a lot of medicine, you can't eliminate it. What's more, drugging is risky. With so many people, can you guarantee that no one will find out?"
She, she can't.
Taohong looked at Jiang Zhiyu and shook her head.
"That's right. To solve a problem, we must solve it from the source. As long as we grasp the root of everything, all subsequent problems will be solved."
The root of everything...
She spoke cryptically. Tao Hong thought about it for a moment before she seemed to have thought of something. She gasped and looked at her in shock: "You mean..."
Seeing that she understood what he meant, Jiang Zhiyu nodded and said, "This is the method with the least chance of accidents. You can give the drugs separately and let them seep into his diet little by little. Even if Jiang Zhaorong sends people to investigate, they won't find anything."
Taohong nodded and took the bottle of medicine from her.
"Oh, one more thing. If you separate them, you need to take the medicine for at least a week for it to take effect."
Taohong understood what she meant, nodded, put on her veil, and turned to leave.
Just as Jiang Zhiyu was about to leave, a servant came forward and reported, "Master, a strange man has come downstairs and wants to see the young lady."
wack?
Jiang Zhiyu came out of the compartment and saw Bai Yan surrounded by people.
The witch doctor in the mission house?
What is he here for?
"Bring him up." Jiang Zhiyu said softly.
After a while, the servant led the person in.
"Sit down."
Bai Yan was not polite to her. After sitting down, he took out the bottle and poured out the dead insect corpse inside. "What kind of poison is this?"
He looked at Jiang Zhiyu with sincere eyes, waiting for her to answer his questions.
Jiang Zhiyu was in a good mood, and seeing that his attitude was quite good, he said, "If you take the Heartbreak Grass without an antidote, you will die of abdominal pain within seven days."
After she said this, Bai Yan's eyes became even more confused: "Heartbreak Grass is not a rare poison, why didn't I notice it?"
Jiang Zhiyu: "It has been improved. Don't worry about it. If I tell you, you can still make an antidote."
“How was it improved?”
Jiang Zhiyu: “…”
[This witch doctor is really as straightforward as described in the book.]
"Why should I tell you?"
Jiang Zhiyu picked up the teacup and took a sip. "If you have nothing else, please go back. I'm tired too."
Bai Yan turned a deaf ear to her and looked at her eagerly: "How did you improve it?"
Jiang Zhiyu: “…”
After recalling the explanation of Bai Yan in the book, Jiang Zhiyu knew that it didn't make sense. She didn't bother to care about him and just jumped out of the window.
Bai Yan also jumped down and followed her.
Jiang Zhiyu: “…”
She silently increased her speed, dodged twice, and shook him off. When she could no longer see him, Jiang Zhiyu turned around and entered the general's mansion.
In the general's mansion, He Yanting and Su Bai were playing chess.
The other person sat at the chessboard, pointing out Jiangshan: "You should have listened to me and made this move earlier. Look, didn't you give this kid away for free?"
Su Bai gritted his teeth, his hands clacking the chess piece, "If you can do it, go ahead!"
They all pursed their lips and finally calmed down.
Su Bai took a deep breath, frowned, and placed the chess piece down with a bitter and resentful look. Du Chi immediately said, "No, you will definitely lose if you play here... This is how it should be..."
Su Bai: “…”
He Yanting: “…”
Just when Su Bai's patience had reached its limit and he was about to take action, footsteps were heard and a servant reported: "Master, Miss Jiang requests to see you."
He Yanting's eyes moved, Su Bai and Du Chi looked at each other and avoided him.
When the guards brought the people in, Jiang Zhiyu saw He Yanting standing at the door with a hand covering his mouth.
Jiang Zhiyu walked over and He Yanting held out his hand to her.
"It's okay today, it's not cold."
Jiang Zhiyu took the hand and went into the house.
There are bright windows, clean tables, a bamboo couch, a tea stove, a long Tongbai writing desk placed horizontally, a chess board on the table, and an ancient bronze incense burner with fragrant incense.
The chessboard is still in the endgame and it looks like the game is not over yet.
But the situation is set, the black pieces have surrounded the white pieces.
Jiang Zhiyu withdrew his gaze from the chessboard and looked at He Yanting: "Where's the painting?"
He Yanting picked up the painting from the shore and spread it out for her to see.
Jiang Zhiyu's eyes lit up: "What a beautiful painting."
[Lifelike, no less than what was taken with a camera.]
He Yanting chuckled.
"If you're not in a hurry, how about a cup of tea?"
Jiang Zhiyu nodded.
…
In the prime minister's residence, Jiang Zhaorong and others were in Menghua Garden with grim expressions. A wet nurse was holding a child beside them, and several maids were kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear.
"How did you serve? Where did the master go? You don't even know. What are you doing in the mansion?"
The maids were all shocked and begged for mercy.
At this moment, Tao Hong stepped in. Seeing this scene, she was stunned and asked, "What is the master doing?"
Jiang Zhaorong's expression didn't soften: "Where have you been?"
"I was feeling a little unwell, so I asked Xiao Qi to accompany me to the clinic."
Taohong chuckled and walked forward. Only when she got closer to Jiang Zhaorong did she smell the alcohol on him.
Taohong's eyes moved slightly, and she withdrew her hand that was about to massage him: "The master has not returned to the mansion for a long time, and now there is not even a doctor in the mansion, so..."
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