Hearing her voice, Jiang Zhaorong's eyes turned red and he pulled himself out of that terrible idea.
What did he want to do just now?
The old lady was frightened by his crazy expression and dared not cry anymore. She just stared at the father and daughter blankly.
Song Shiwei was also shocked. She had been thinking of persuading the old lady to rescue Jiang Jianjin and Heng Ge. If she cooperated with them, she would not be alone in the prime minister's mansion.
But this Jiang Jianjin actually tried to assassinate the Prime Minister...
Even if he told the truth, Jiang Zhaorong would never keep someone who wanted to kill him at any time in his house!
What should I do?
Song Shiwei grabbed the hem of her skirt and rubbed it unconsciously with her hands.
Jiang Zhiyu continued, "Old Madam, you don't know this. He was about to assassinate my father in front of the Supreme Court Justice, but was fortunately stopped by the guards. Furthermore, the Supreme Court Justice also said that they have irrefutable evidence and that once they catch the adulterer, they will execute him directly."
[It's so nice not having to call this old woman "Grandma." If I did, she wouldn't mind, but I would!]
Jiang Zhaorong: “…”
I have to say, he is also very disgusted now.
His own mother turned out to be the murderer of his father and elder brother. Jiang Zhaorong gasped for breath and his vision went dark.
No wonder, since she was young, she has been extremely harsh on herself and her elder brother. No matter what time it is, or what good things she gets, she always gives them to Jiang Jianjin first.
So that’s how it is!
The room was strangely quiet. The old lady didn't dare to say a word. Song Shiwei clenched his hands into fists in his sleeves. "Second uncle may have been confused for a moment, but the child is innocent after all. Brother Heng is so young, and he is Second uncle's only blood. If he were to wander around outside, he would probably be criticized..."
“That’s enough!”
Jiang Jianjin interrupted her harshly, and Song Shiwei's smile froze on her face, looking pitiful.
In the past, Jiang Zhaorong would have regretted and felt guilty, but now the more he looked at Song Shiwei, the more he felt that every word she said was heartbreaking.
Brother Heng is the product of Gao's affair with someone else, and almost everyone in the mansion knows about it. Under such circumstances, she can still say that Brother Heng is Jiang Jianjin's only blood relative. She is either bad or stupid!
I spent the first half of my life raising such a fool?!
The more Jiang Zhaorong looked at her, the more annoyed he became. "You don't know the truth about such an important matter, so don't interrupt casually. Now that you are old, you should spend more time with the mistress and find a suitable husband as soon as possible. The real thing is, why are you always in front of the old lady?!"
The old lady was frightened just now, but now she has regained some of her rationality. She conceals her fear and whispers, "I am just a talker now, and you can't even tolerate this?"
"These two ungrateful people get together and seem to sympathize with each other." Jiang Zhiyu whispered.
The Jiang family treated Song Shiwei like their own daughter, but she stabbed them in the back and their entire clan was exterminated.
Grandfather treated the old lady wholeheartedly, even forgiving her when she was cuckolded, but ended up with a fate that was like arsenic mixed with rice.
[It's always the same people who get hurt. Alas, the fate of cannon fodder!]
[But luckily I'm here. Anyone who wants to mess with them has to get past me first!]
"What did you say?!" Even if Jiang Zhiyu spoke softly, the room was quiet. The masters were arguing, and the maids didn't dare to make a sound.
So Jiang Zhiyu's words reached their ears clearly.
The old lady's fingers trembled with anger and her eyes searched around for something.
Jiang Zhaorong took a step forward and protected her behind him without leaving any trace.
"Why should you be angry, old lady? The young fish is still young, and what he said was just careless."
"What did you call me?!"
The old lady covered her chest with her hands and looked like she was about to collapse.
Jiang Zhaorong couldn't overcome his inner desire to call out that name, and pretended not to hear it. "Zhiyu is tired after meeting the emperor today. If there's nothing else, we'll leave first."
The maid quickly lifted the curtain.
Just as the father and daughter took half a step out, they heard madman's cursing and shouting behind them, and there were also faint sounds of several porcelain breaking.
[Well done! The old lady is probably going to be mad this time! But isn't Dad always a filial son? What's wrong?]
Jiang Zhaorong: “…”
This was difficult for him to explain.
[Could it be that they've discovered something fishy about what happened back then? It should be. The Prime Minister also has spies. He can't be the Prime Minister for nothing!]
…
After they left, the old lady dropped four or five teacups in a row before she recovered and leaned on the pillow, breathing heavily.
"Has that third girl gone crazy today? How dare she make up such a story in front of the elders?"
All the maids in the room lowered their heads and dared not respond.
Song Shiwei sat at her feet, snuggling up to her like a cat: "That's right. After the trip to the hunting grounds, Sister Zhiyu seemed like a completely different person. Sometimes I feel scared when I see her."
The old lady said calmly, "I've heard about that incident as well. That arrow shot is truly famous. In the past few days, several dukes and marquises have come to me to inquire about the news."
"You said that the third girl, who usually doesn't show off, actually has such a skill."
Song Shiwei died of anger.
Is this her focus?
Who wants to listen to her praise Jiang Zhiyu?!
Song Shiwei smiled apologetically and agreed with a few words, then quickly put away his smile: "Grandma, there is actually another matter at this hunting ground... Never mind... I guess it's just my overthinking."
She acted as if she wanted to say something but hesitated, which successfully aroused the old lady's curiosity.
"What else?"
Song Shiwei's eyes were wandering, and his tongue kept licking his lips, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
Worried that the old lady wouldn't understand her hint, she looked around at everyone in the room and said, "Grandma..."
The old lady understood now, and with a wave of her hand, the maids who were serving her left one after another, leaving only her confidant, Zhao Di.
"I heard that my grandmother once saw a young fish rolling and crawling on the ground, then suddenly standing up, shouting that it was possessed by a fairy from heaven!"
Her tone suddenly rose, and the old lady trembled and shivered with fear.
"Nonsense! She was just pretending to be crazy that day!"
Although she said this, the old lady was still unsure.
The women in the inner house had little knowledge, and what's more, the old lady had spent the first half of her life in that remote place. She had been coaxed by Jiang Jianjin before, but now when she heard what Song Shiwei said, she started to have doubts in her heart.
"Whether it's a fairy or not, I don't know for now, but don't you think, Grandmother, that things have been turbulent in the Prime Minister's Mansion recently. Major and minor incidents have occurred frequently. Your stewardship has been handed over to the Xu family by my father. Second Uncle and Brother Heng were imprisoned and sent back to their hometown respectively. Even I, your granddaughter, received a beating..."
She sobbed softly, and the old lady thought more and more that it made sense. She couldn't help but regard her as the backbone: "My dear, the third girl has been possessed by that evil spirit? What should we do?"
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