Chapter 363 evoked an indescribable sense of pride.
Seeing that even the Lady of Anyuan Marquis's persuasion could not change Lu Yifang's attitude, Jiang Chengye went to Lu Yifang's place to pester her again. After being kicked out several times, he went to Jiang Yu's study.
Perhaps because of the conversation between the father and daughter last time, Jiang Chengye felt that his relationship with Jiang Yu had become closer. This time when he came to see Jiang Yu, he sat down at Jiang Yu's desk without any restraint.
Jiang Yu was writing a memorial to the throne. Seeing him arrive, she didn't stop writing, but continued diligently, her delicate yet sharp calligraphy a feast for the eyes.
Looking at such beautiful handwriting, and then thinking about his own, Jiang Chengye involuntarily looked away. After a while, he involuntarily turned his gaze back to Jiang Yu.
This wasn't the first time he'd seen Jiang Yu working diligently, but in the past, he'd felt jealousy, rejection, and even resentment towards this daughter, so he naturally hadn't observed her closely. But now his feelings were different; looking at Jiang Yu writing so earnestly, he felt an inexplicable sense of pride.
Elegant, noble, dignified, and possessing exceptional grace...
Jiang Chengye believed that all these words could be used to describe Jiang Yu. And this outstanding and capable woman was actually his own daughter.
Just then, Jiang Yu put down her pen and looked at him. Jiang Chengye immediately snapped out of his reverie, grinned, and placed the teacup on the table next to Jiang Yu.
Jiang Yu was taken aback, but still picked up the cup, took a sip of tea, and then asked, "What brings you here, Father?"
Jiang Chengye's smile was a little stiff. "It's just... it's just that you... could you please try to persuade your mother? I really want to live a good life with her from now on. I'll listen to her from now on."
After listening, Jiang Yu lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while before asking, "Father, what is the thing you most wanted to do in your life?"
Jiang Chengye was caught off guard by her sudden question and was momentarily confused, his brows furrowed in bewilderment.
Jiang Yu glanced at him, then leaned back in her chair. "I believe that at the very beginning of everyone's life, they all want to become a person of value."
Jiang Chengye didn't understand what she meant, and his brows furrowed even more. Then he heard Jiang Yu continue, "The meaning of this value is usefulness. And this usefulness is not just about passing the imperial examination, becoming a nobleman or prime minister, or becoming a great scholar or general. It's like being a merchant, a farmer, or a craftsman, etc., all of these have value and are useful."
This time, Jiang Chengye understood a little, and he said, "But there's nothing I want to do right now."
"Did you have any favorite things to do when you were young?" Jiang Yu asked.
Jiang Chengye pursed his lips and thought for a moment before saying, "When I was little, I saw porcelain making once and I really liked it, so I wanted to learn. Your grandmother... even invited a craftsman to the mansion to teach me. But when your grandfather found out, he scolded your grandmother and me, saying that I was wasting my time on trivial things."
At this point, Jiang Chengye's face showed a hint of sadness and deep longing. "Although your grandmother was weak-willed, she was a really good person."
Jiang Yu nodded. Although she had never met her grandmother, she had heard many people talk about her. Her grandfather, the Empress Dowager, her maternal grandmother... each of them missed and admired her greatly. From their words, Jiang Yu knew that she was a kind and thoughtful woman.
"Does Father still want to learn how to make porcelain?" Jiang Yu asked.
Jiang Chengye looked puzzled, and Jiang Yu continued, "The estrangement between you and your mother has lasted for more than ten years. How can it be eased in a short time? The more you bother your mother now, the more she will dislike you. You might as well do something you like and change yourself."
Jiang Chengye pursed his lips and remained silent. After a while, he said, "I shouldn't have come. You're on your mother's side."
Jiang Yu: "........."
Jiang Chengye stood up to leave, but Jiang Yu said again, "Since you've said that, then I must tell you that Mother doesn't like you bothering her. If you disturb Mother again, I will not allow it."
“You…” Jiang Chengye’s eyes blazed with anger, “I’m also your father.”
Jiang Yu: "Yes, but I'm closer to my mother."
Jiang Chengye: "......."
Jiang Chengye glared at Jiang Yu, then turned and strode out. Watching her retreating figure, Jiang Yu said, "Shall I have the housekeeper invite a porcelain master over for you?"
Jiang Chengye stopped and turned around, glaring angrily at Jiang Yu for a moment before saying, "Please hire the best cook, or I won't learn."
Jiang Yu: "Then don't bother inviting them."
Jiang Chengye: "...You're here to bring me down. You, the Duke of Chu, can't even hire the best tutor?"
Jiang Yu looked down at the memorial in front of her and said, "Tell Steward Li what kind of master you want to hire."
"snort!"
Jiang Chengye snorted heavily and strode out, nearly bumping into Xia He who was about to enter at the door. "You didn't...?"
He was halfway through his rant when he saw that it was Jiang Yu's most trusted maid, so he swallowed the rest of his words, snorted, and quickly left.
Xia He entered the study, bowed to Jiang Yu, and then said, "Is the master causing trouble again?"
Jiang Yu gave a faint "hmm" and asked, "How is it?"
"The Dali Temple's Assistant Minister Shan has been investigating and has now discovered that Lu Peichen was drugged. The drug, when a person is emotionally agitated, can cause their heart to beat rapidly, leading to suffocation and death."
"Have you found out who did it?"
Xia He shook her head, "Not yet. Dan Tuicheng said that all the leads have been cut off."
“That’s normal,” Jiang Yu said. “If the mess isn’t cleaned up, Pei Chengkun will have wasted all these years as prime minister. You don’t need to keep an eye on this matter anymore; there won’t be any results in the short term.”
"Yes," Xia He replied, then took out a letter and handed it over, "It's from Prince Rui's residence."
Jiang Yu took the letter and opened it. Prince Rui's handwriting came into view. She read it quickly. The letter stated that the firearms to be taken to Lingnan had been made and that she should go and inspect them. In addition, the hand bullets that Yan Fengju had previously proposed had been prototyped, and she could also check their power later.
Jiang Yu smiled and put down the letter; this was undoubtedly good news. She picked up her pen and wrote a few words, saying she would check it tomorrow.
"Send it to Prince Rui's residence." Jiang Yu handed the letter to Xia He.
Xia He took the letter and went out. Jiang Yu stroked the jade pendant at her waist, pondering. If the hand grenade had been made, then the technology to ignite the fuse without a tinderbox should have been mastered. In that case, could they make those explosive charges that detonate when the fuse is pulled?
In her past life, she had seen many scenes in war dramas depicting People's Liberation Army soldiers strapping explosives to their waists and sacrificing themselves to take the enemy with them. She felt that such explosives were very intimidating and that she could make some herself.
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