Chapter 117
Something happened
Do they run a charity?
You even gave them some money to send them away. Who do you think you are? The master and his wife who returned home in glory?
What a nice thought!
Madam Song and Song Chengyu were in a mess at the moment. Everyone told them that Empress Song was dead, Prince Yunzhong was dead, and the Fourth Princess was gone.
But it wasn't like this yesterday.
The Song family was about to become glorious, why did it suddenly become like this?
If all these people get into trouble, what will happen to the Song Marquis Mansion? What about everything that was originally planned? They are obviously going to be the superior ones soon.
Every time she went to the palace to see the empress, she was in high spirits and full of confidence, telling her explicitly and implicitly that the Prince of Yunzhong would definitely be the crown prince and would definitely be in control of everything.
so.
In her dreams, she was waiting for the imperial edict, waiting for Empress Song to become the empress dowager and grant her a marriage with the head of the Song clan.
"We were wrong before. We were blind. Madam, please be kind and treat us like dogs on the roadside. Otherwise, we will have no way to survive when we go back."
The servants were so terrified that they knelt down and kowtowed in front of Jiang Zhaoying.
Looking at their shameless appearance, Song Chengyu was so angry that his face darkened. He raised his hand and pushed the flower pot beside him to the ground, roaring coldly.
"I don't believe it!"
Turn your head.
He grabbed the servant beside him.
"Go, deliver a letter to the palace. I want to see the queen. I want to see the King of the Clouds. Go quickly."
The servant looked terrified and ran away like a frightened rabbit.
Song Chengyu's eyes were filled with gloom as he looked at these servants coldly.
"The Song family has raised you all your life, and you are really loyal."
The servants all looked unhappy, most of them lowered their heads and said nothing, but a few of them tried to argue.
"It's a matter of life and death now, who cares about so many things? Master, it's not that we are heartless, we just have no other choice."
"Besides, the Song family doesn't treat us as human beings. You look at their servants, and then look at us... it's simply too shameful to look at them."
If someone says one thing, someone else will say two.
Madam Song and Song Chengyu were so angry that they wanted to vomit blood. Song Chengyu clenched his fists and ignored these people, thinking that when he entered the palace and met the Empress and His Highness, he would beat all these servants out and make them live in poverty for the rest of their lives.
However.
What shocked him was that the servant who was about to deliver the note ran back with a pale face, pointing outside and shouting with a trembling voice.
"It's bad. We're surrounded outside. No one can get out. If you try to get in, you'll be killed."
"What?"
Mrs. Song suddenly fell to the ground.
Could it be true?
"I have the audacity to inquire. They said that Empress Song and Prince Yunzhong were killed by the Fourth Princess. The Fourth Princess is taking their bodies back to Chiyan and will never come again. Someone reported the Song Mansion, and the Emperor seems to be very angry. My Lord, I am afraid that this mansion can no longer be saved. Let's leave quickly, otherwise we will all die."
Servants, you looked at me, I looked at you, each of us was extremely anxious.
If you don't plan well now, you will be kicked out and will be without a penny.
"How can this be? I have worked here all my life, I can't end up dying without a burial place, I have to take the money and leave, my family is still waiting for me to go back with a lot of money so that they can live a good life."
No matter what happened in the past, they were still working in the Marquis' Mansion. They were glorious when they brought back money and gifts. The whole family was counting on them and looking forward to their return every month.
It would be a bad idea to die with the master now without getting anything in return.
Someone knelt down in front of Jiang Zhaoying with a thud.
"Madam, please be kind. Your Excellency has been generous enough to forgive us."
"Jiang Zhaoying."
Song Chengyu stumbled to Jiang Zhaoying and looked at her, still beautiful, elegant and dignified.
"Give them money and send them away."
Since they look down on the Marquis' Mansion, let them go and see how they can live a good life after leaving the Marquis' Mansion.
"money?"
Jiang Zhaoying smiled.
"I have."
Mrs. Song snorted coldly, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in Song Chengyu's eyes. The servants immediately became excited and looked forward to it.
"But I won't give it to you."
…
The anger spread quickly.
Jiang Zhaoying continued slowly.
"The Emperor has already given me a divorce letter. I have no connection with you anymore. If you have nothing else to do, don't stop me from packing my things. I have to leave here."
"Divorce letter."
Song Chengyu raised his head suddenly, his mind in a mess.
Impossible.
The emperor promised them not to divorce. How could the king of a country go back on his word and go back on his words?
Shu Yun took out the imperial edict and placed it on the stone table in front of him.
"Everyone has seen clearly that from the moment the imperial edict came down, the Jiang Mansion and the Song Mansion have no relationship at all, so my young lady will not give you money. If you want money, go to Madam Song. Madam Song still has a lot of good things in her hands."
"Yes, there are many good things locked in the madam's box. We don't want much, just the part that belongs to us. We can leave after getting the money."
"Madame Liu, you should know best."
Everyone rushed forward and surrounded Madam Liu. Madam Liu was stunned, her thin lips trembling violently. She looked at Madam Song, and Madam Song said angrily.
"Just try to say a word!"
Nanny Liu closed her eyes tightly and took a deep breath.
If it were before.
She would definitely teach these rebellious servants a lesson, but...but now, whenever she saw Li Ma's demeanor like the master's wife and her luxurious clothes, she felt that she was living a life worse than that of a dog.
"Sister, why are you still thinking so much? If you keep thinking, we will die."
While Jiang Zhaoying is about to leave, everyone has to follow her out. Otherwise, if they are locked in here and someone gives the order, they will really not be able to get out.
Nanny Liu didn't move, but her heart was as confused as a river of muddy water.
Mrs. Song spoke again.
"I've treated you well, you'd better wake up, otherwise you will die."
These words were like a sharp knife, piercing into Liu Ma's red eyes. She looked at Madam Song with disappointment and said angrily.
"How many years have I been with you? I have been serving you since I was eleven years old. How many years has it been now? Look at other people's nannies, and then look at me. What kind of life do I live?"
Speaking of.
She pointed in the direction of Mrs. Song's yard.
"There is a small secret compartment under the bed, and there are several boxes of treasures in it."
"What do you want to do? What do you want to do?"
When Madam Song heard Nanny Liu reveal her secrets, she was so frightened that she hurried forward to stop the servants, but they pushed Madam Song away and ran outside like birds and beasts.
For a while.
The yard was a mess.
Song Chengyu looked at the twisted appearance of them and felt so angry that his throat felt fishy and sweet. He looked at Jiang Zhaoying, watching them happily packing their things and their brisk steps, and he felt as if his heart had been ruthlessly dug out.
turn out to be.
It is such a happy thing for them to be in trouble or to have something happen to them.
Why exactly?
"Miss, we are all done."
"Then let's go."
Jiang Zhaoying spoke softly with a smile on her lips.
Nanny Li stood up, and the maids and servants also came over and stood neatly behind her. They looked at Jiang Zhaoying firmly, without a trace of doubt or hesitation.
Then.
They all bowed deeply to Jiang Zhaoying and shouted in unison.
"The servants are here to take the young lady home."
"The servants are here to take the young lady home."
His voice was loud and firm. Hearing it in the past would only make me happy, but today, when I heard it, tears welled up in my eyes.
"good."
Respond softly.
Shu Yun and Shu Yu brought out two plates of lucky bags.
"There is a reward."
One for each person, everyone has a share.
Song Chengyu stood aside and stared at their harmonious group and their happy faces as they were about to leave. He felt completely distraught.
Arrived at the gate of the courtyard.
Jiang Zhaoying turned around and looked at Song Chengyu.
"Song Chengyu, do you know why your mother is so afraid of this yard?"
He pointed to a big tree on the left side of the yard.
"There are several people buried under that tree. If you still have a conscience, dig them out and rebury them."
This courtyard was once glorious. Almost all of Marquis Song's favorite concubines were born in this courtyard, but they also lost their lives in this courtyard.
Song Chengyu had a gloomy face. Nanny Li stood in front to protect him, and then everyone left together.
The fathers-in-law opened the door and saluted.
"Miss Jiang, please!"
The moment she stepped out of the door, a gentle breeze blew towards her. Jiang Zhaoying looked up at the vast sky, at the snow-white clouds, and whispered to Cui Hexun who was coming towards her.
"Did the Emperor say how to deal with them?"
"die!"
Cui Hexun spoke softly, Jiang Zhaoying pursed her lips slightly and bowed to Cui Hexun.
"Thank you, Brother Cui."
When Cui Hexun heard the word "brother", his cold and stern features suddenly softened and he smiled.
"Don't be so polite. I can't repay you for saving my life. If you can use me in any way, just ask."
"No, we're leaving first."
Jiang Zhaoying said this as she handed a amulet to Cui Hexun.
"This is a peace charm. It can save your life when you are in danger. I give it to you."
"Okay, thank you."
Cui Hexun happily accepted it and took a step forward.
"Let me talk for a moment."
Jiang Zhaoying nodded, and then the two of them walked to the side, facing the breeze. Cui Hexun frowned slightly and said.
"Miss Jiang, do you know Liu Yanchen from Prime Minister Liu's residence?"
Jiang Zhaoying was stunned for a moment, then shook her head.
"No, I only met him once at a banquet last time and exchanged a few words."
Cui Hexun looked at her stunningly beautiful appearance and his heart sank. Even though they didn't know each other, Liu Yanchen had schemed against her like this?
"What's wrong?"
His face looked a little bad, a little surprised, and a little heavy.
"Your marriage into the Song Mansion was probably planned by Liu Yanchen, but it's strange that she planned for you to enter the Song Mansion and also planned for Song Chengyu to fake her death and leave. It seems that she doesn't want you two to be together. Why is that?"
"What?"
Liu Yanchen?
why is that?
Jiang Zhaoying felt her head buzzing for a moment. She and Liu Yanchen really had no interactions. They had only spoken a few words to each other since they were little grown up.
"I don't know the reason either, so be careful."
"Okay, thank you."
After the salute.
Cui Hexun then sent Jiang Zhaoying to the carriage.
Jiang Zhaoying's face turned cold as she stroked the imperial edict of divorce.
Liu Yanchen?
Why did he do that?
"Miss."
Shu Yun's voice sounded softly. Jiang Zhaoying heard something strange in her voice and quickly lifted the curtain. She looked up and saw a handsome young man standing there coldly in the open space about two meters away.
People only know that Liu Yanchen is handsome, but they don’t know that he is so charming!
"Liu Yanchen?"
Speak of Cao Cao, he appears. She was still thinking of a reason to meet Liu Yanchen.
"I wonder if I have the honor to talk to Miss Jiang."
"good."
Jiang Zhaoying nodded, Liu Yanchen glanced at her deeply, turned around, and then the two of them appeared in the private room of Yuhua Tower.
After sitting down.
Jiang Zhaoying didn't say anything, but just admired the orchids that were just beginning to bloom in front of her. The elegant fragrance filled the room, making people feel very comfortable.
Liu Yanchen was also very calm and composed. While making tea, he looked up at Jiang Zhaoying. Not seeing that there was no surprise on her face and she was not in a hurry to ask him why, he felt a little admiration for her.
"My father has a dark room covered with portraits of a woman."
Jiang Zhaoying took the hot tea he handed over, put it down gently, and then gently stroked the blooming orchid.
"She looks a lot like you."
"My mother?"
Jiang Zhaoying's long eyelashes raised slightly, and there was finally a hint of warmth in her eyes. If it was a portrait of her mother, then she had to find a way to get it back. She couldn't bear to see her mother's portrait hanging in someone else's home.
"How dare he hang a portrait of my mother?"
A heartless and ungrateful person, a traitor, a scheming bitch. If it weren't for him, my mother wouldn't have died so early, or left so early.
Speaking of which.
Prime Minister Liu can be considered the enemy who murdered his mother!
Liu Yanchen lowered his eyes and said nothing. He had already found out the story behind this. It was his father who betrayed Jiang Zhaoying's mother.
Betray one's love.
And after losing it, he wanted to find it back like crazy and would do anything to get it back.
Jiang Jianzheng escaped death several times thanks to his father.
He saw Mrs. Jiang's portrait when he was seven years old, and figured out the whole story when he was ten.
I finally understood why my mother's eyes and eyebrows were so similar to Mrs. Jiang's. My father loved Mrs. Jiang so much that he wanted to marry a woman who looked like Mrs. Jiang.
Almost all the concubines who entered the mansion later had similarities with Madam Jiang.
But so what?
Over the years, the existence of these people reminded him all the time that he had lost Mrs. Jiang, he had lost the one he loved.
so.
The moment he saw Jiang Zhaoying, his fighting spirit was suddenly ignited.
As if he was twenty years younger, he began to plan how to marry Jiang Zhaoying.
“Originally, all of this was under my control.”
But for some reason, the gentle and well-behaved Jiang Zhaoying suddenly changed her temperament and messed everything up with her own hands.
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