But no matter what, being able to enter the Prime Minister's Mansion would be the best.
Ji Tong gathered his clothes and followed them into the prime minister's residence.
Because of Jiang Zhiyu's thoughts, Jiang Wenjing silently observed him without alerting Ji Tong. He saw that although Jiang Zhiyu was walking, his eyes were observing the surroundings intentionally or unintentionally.
My heart suddenly sank.
No, not necessarily. Those on the march should remain vigilant...
He walked to Ji Tong's side and said, "I forgot to introduce them to you just now. The person in front is my mother Xu Youran, and behind her is my eldest brother Jiang Kangan. My three younger sisters are Jiang Sulan, Song Shiwei, and Jiang Zhiyu."
Song? Ji Tong blinked slightly at this surname.
Jiang Wenjing was already wary of Ji Tong, so he simply introduced his name to make it easier for him to recognize him.
Seeing that he had no intention of introducing himself, Ji Tong spoke first: "Song Shiwei?"
"She is my father's adopted daughter, and she grew up with us."
Ji Tong nodded in understanding, his eyes lingering on Song Shiwei's back for a moment before retracting.
"Shi Wei, what a nice name."
Always nip mistakes in the bud and be cautious.
A trace of calculation flashed across his eyes, but it disappeared in a flash. When Jiang Wenjing looked at him in confusion, he still looked like a sickly young man.
As we walked into the hall, we saw the old lady sitting there with a haggard face, as if she had not yet recovered from a serious illness.
Du Yuelan was serving her beside her.
"Grandma, my grandson is back."
Jiang Wenjing knelt on both knees and kowtowed to her three times.
Back then, the old lady's attitude towards them was not the same as it is now. Jiang Kangan was seriously injured and the war was tense, so Jiang Wenjing went to the battlefield on behalf of his brother. The memory of the old lady in his mind still remained on the grandmother who loved them back then.
"Good grandson, grandma's good grandson! Come and let grandma see him!"
Du Yuelan supported the old lady, and the old lady bent down and helped Jiang Wenjing up herself: "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."
She patted Jiang Wenjing's shoulder, seeming to be too excited to speak.
Jiang Zhiyu's comment on this is:
【strong! 】
The others were stunned. What does that mean?
Jiang Zhiyu still felt it was not enough and continued:
"Just pretend like you're dead. You're so excited about your grandson's return. Before, he was captured by the enemy, and you sat in my father's room for a whole day and night, just to persuade him to give up his son."
Jiang Wenjing's body suddenly tensed up, and he looked at the old lady with disbelief in his eyes.
Xu Youran also had a bit of anger on her face.
After all, he was her own grandson! Was she really that cruel?!
Jiang Kangan's grip on the wheelchair gradually tightened.
The old lady was completely unaware of anything. Tears of excitement flashed in her eyes. She pulled Jiang Wenjing to ask about his well-being, without even looking at anyone else.
She reached out to grab Jiang Wenjing's hand, but Jiang Wenjing only heard a sharp explosion in his ears:
[It's broken! Second brother is dirty! ]
Jiang Wenjing: "???"
How could he be dirty? Although he was indeed tired from the long journey, he also washed up at the inn where he was staying!
I wonder if my second brother has smelled the foul odor in the old lady's mouth. After drinking boy's urine for so many years, it must have a smell. I wonder if the old lady has stopped drinking it these days, or if she's still drinking from her stockpile.
Jiang Wenjing: "!!!"
What did she say?!
There seemed to be a sound of thunder in his ears. Seeing that the old lady's hand was about to touch him, Jiang Wenjing almost used up his reaction speed in a life-and-death battle on the battlefield, and jumped three feet high to escape from her.
The old lady's hands froze in the air.
This scene reminded her of the time when she was with Jiang Zhaorong.
The air was filled with awkwardness. Jiang Wenjing also felt that he had reacted too strongly. He coughed lightly and said, "Grandma, please forgive me. I have been traveling all the way and I am inevitably dirty. Grandma, please don't touch me."
The old lady's angry expression softened slightly and she withdrew her hand.
She said with a hint of relief, "You are thoughtful, unlike others who didn't even bother to perform formal greetings after entering. If outsiders saw this..."
She paused, then saw Ji Tong standing beside her: "Who is he?"
Jiang Wenjing was used to this situation, mainly because Ji Tong was too quiet and his presence was too weak, so it was sometimes difficult for others to notice him at a glance.
but……
Jiang Wenjing frowned. This was not a very suitable way to collect information.
"This is a young brother in my army. He has no one to rely on, so I let him stay in the Prime Minister's residence for a while."
Ji Tong took a few steps forward and said, "Hello, old lady. You can just call me Ji Tong."
The old lady looked up and saw that he was elegant in his green clothes, as graceful as an orchid and a jade tree. She was immediately attracted by him and nodded in praise, saying, "Good boy, stay here. If you need anything, just tell me and I'll ask them to get it for you."
Ji Tong clasped his fists and bowed: "Thank you for your concern, old lady."
Xu Youran had originally not intended to pay attention to what the old lady had just said, but when she heard the old lady change the subject, she brought it up again.
She called Du Yuelan's name, but looked at Xu Youran: "This child is very polite. Even in the military camp, she didn't pick up any bad habits. Look at the rest..."
She tutted softly, "No rules... no manners!"
Xu Youran's face darkened, and the others' expressions also looked unhappy.
Jiang Zhiyu got hard, his fist got hard!
With the old lady's physique, she could send her to see the grandmother with just one punch.
But what's the point? To deal with such a person, just let her watch you getting better and better while she is stuck in the mud. She is madly jealous but can't get rid of it. She can only watch helplessly. This is the best punishment for her!
[It’s not my fault that I was bitten by a dog! ]
She snorted coldly: "Old lady, please be careful. Insulting an official of the imperial court will result in a caning."
The others opened their eyes wide and looked at her in surprise.
The old lady's face was grim, her nostrils flared, and she looked like smoke was coming out: "You, what did you say! I am your grandmother..."
She was so angry that her hands were shaking. Jiang Zhiyu chuckled, "You are just an old lady in the Prime Minister's residence, and I am a secretary of the Imperial Academy appointed by the emperor himself. According to the law, you should be punished with twenty strokes of the cane."
Her cold eyes narrowed slightly, and her gaze was extremely cold.
The old lady swallowed all the curses she was about to say, and even shrank her neck under the intimidation of Jiang Zhiyu's gaze.
The old lady's hair stood on end and a feeling of fear surged in her heart.
She was really not afraid of killing herself. The old lady was extremely sure of this statement at this moment.
Monster, it must be a monster!
There is no time to lose in getting rid of the demon!
She didn't say anything, but Jiang Zhiyu had no intention of letting her go.
"However, considering your age, I'll just give you twenty slaps. Let..." Jiang Zhiyu looked around, his eyes fixed on Du Yuelan: "Let the Du family do it."
Du Yuelan: “!!!”
She looked at the old lady's unfriendly gaze and didn't dare to take action.
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