Chapter 670 The Grand Finale (Part 1)
Upon hearing Xuan Ting's words, the court officials exclaimed in unison that the Emperor was renowned.
At the same time, everyone also realized one thing: from now on, Da Jing would have one more person to deal with: Lady Shenwu, whom absolutely could not be provoked.
This seemingly frail woman, appearing out of nowhere, created a legend in just three months. So much so that for years afterward, mentioning her elicited gasps of amazement. There were even rumors that she was a celestial being sent to avert the Great Jing's calamity.
Of course, that's a story for later. Now, as the Divine Martial Lady whom everyone is thinking about, Jiang Nuanzhi is sitting with her legs crossed, leaning against the old man's rocking chair, eating grapes.
"Young Master, Minister Jiang of the Court of Judicial Review requests an audience."
A pair of slender white hands removed the silk fan that veiled her face. Her narrow eyes, slightly weary, opened to reveal more. She spat out a grape seed, her red lips parting slightly: "I won't see you." With that, she tossed another grape into her mouth, crunching it down and splashing juice everywhere. She then lazily tilted her head back, using the fan to cover her face once more.
"No, it's been days already, and this person still won't give up? If you lie here any longer, you'll be infected with a curse! Hurry up and get out of here and send him away." The old man was furious at Jiang Nuanzhi's appearance. When had his Imperial Preceptor's mansion ever been this lively?
"He's here to apologize! Because Madam saved him by some strange coincidence, he even shouted at the door that he wanted to write a biography for Madam. He said he would rather die than not see you." Dongzang, who was squatting on a tree eating fruit, added with a smile when he heard the voice.
Jiang Nuanzhi glanced at Dongzang: "Why are you back? Where's Baozhu?"
"The young lady is currently staying in the palace with Princess Xuan Yue, as instructed by the Emperor. The Emperor asked me to come back and tell you that the palace is also the young lady's home, so that she can get familiar with it. I will escort the young lady back with the young master later."
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded: "Is Baozhu happy in the palace?"
"I'm so happy, incredibly happy. These past two days, the second young master has been holed up in the pharmacy and hasn't come out at all. The young lady is bored on her own, but she's getting along quite well with Princess Xuan Yue. When I just got back, she was practicing her newly learned boxing style with Princess Xuan Yue."
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded, then clicked her tongue and looked back at the old man.
The old man's eyes widened immediately: "Why are you looking at me like that? Wasn't it you who found that Gu for him? And that ghost doctor's stuff, he's been searching through it for days. If I hadn't forced him to come out for a meal, your son would probably have starved to death."
Jiang Nuanzhi shrugged: "With you taking care of me, I'm naturally very relieved."
As the two were talking, they heard a sound coming from the distance. Turning their heads, they saw Lin Chun leap in from outside the high wall, covered in dust as he strode towards them.
The old steward rolled his eyes as he watched: "No way, why aren't you using the main gate? Why are you climbing over the wall? Do you even know this is the Imperial Preceptor's residence! This is the Imperial Preceptor's residence that can stop children from crying at night!"
Lin Chun choked, "Um, I'm sorry, I just accidentally got used to walking like that."
Old butler: "."
Listen to this, is this even human language?
I really want them to know how sinister and terrifying the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion used to be. Uh, no, I mean, how strictly regulated it was!
"Alright, sir, I won't keep you company any longer. I have important business to discuss with my master."
As Lin Chun spoke, she turned and walked towards Jiang Nuanzhi.
Old butler: "!!"
Gossip?!
It really is.
"Little Linchun, how is it? Any news?" Just then, the old man's voice suddenly rang out.
The old butler's anger suddenly burst out like a punctured balloon.
Heavens above! The Imperial Preceptor's Mansion has truly undergone a dramatic change.
Lin Chun wiped the smile from her face and nodded to herself:
"Finally, there's some news from Li Mingyu's side. Master, all those days of waiting haven't been in vain!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuanzhi's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a glint of shrewdness. She then lazily stood up and patted the hem of her clothes, saying, "Now, it's time to go see that regent."
The old man's expression also hardened. The next second, he sighed, "Xiao Yuanshan may have a backup plan. Would you like me to go with you?"
Jiang Nuanzhi shook her head: "No need, let me do it. You just wait for us to come back and have dinner with you."
The old man listened and said, "It's been a long time since we ate together. Tonight, tell Old Xin not to bother with anything. Invite Dean Yue, the young princess, and young Master Chi and young Master Wan over. Let's have a good time."
"good."
Jiang Nuanzhi responded, turned around, and led Dongzang and Linchun out the door.
At the entrance, a man dressed in plain clothes knelt before the Imperial Preceptor's residence, carrying several thick rattan canes on his back.
With a creak, Jiang Ren's eyes lit up as he saw Jiang Nuanzhi, whom he had been longing to see for days. Overwhelmed with emotion, he crawled a few steps on his knees: "Physician Jiang! No, Madam Shenwu! You've finally agreed to see me! I... I thank you for saving my life that day. It was all my fault before, and I wronged you, Madam. Today, Madam, you may scold or beat me as you please. I only hope that you will grant me permission to write your biography. I want to record this event so that even foolish people like me in the world can learn from your actions, Madam."
That day, if it weren't for Jiang Nuanzhi's smokescreen, Jiang Ren would probably already be a dead man under Xiao Yuanshan's sword. In fact, in the darkness, he felt someone tug at him; that person was Jiang Nuanzhi's bodyguard. In that moment of crisis, he never expected that the one who would save him from danger would be a woman.
Of course, he never imagined that it would be such a delicate woman as her who would resolve Da Jing's predicament. He had been extremely disrespectful to her before, and now, looking back, he truly regretted it too late.
At that moment, he looked up and met a pair of clear, dark eyes that seemed to see through everything. He immediately bowed and dared not look up again.
For a moment, they simply held their breath and waited.
The pain he had imagined never happened. Confused, he looked up and saw Jiang Nuanzhi raising an eyebrow at him.
Where's your report?
Jiang Ren was taken aback, then came to his senses: "Um, I only secretly wrote one poem, and it's not finished yet."
"Then let me see it when you're done writing it. But I hope I'm still Dr. Jiang."
While Jiang Ren was still in a daze, Jiang Nuanzhi in front of him had already boarded the carriage and driven away.
So... she... agreed?
At the entrance of the prison, Jiang Nuan got out of the carriage.
It has to be said that this prison was a place she was quite familiar with.
The difference is that she came to see Zhao Xiuyuan before, but now she comes to see Xiao Yuanshan.
The same three underground levels, the same places where not a single ray of light can be seen.
The difference is that Xiao Yuanshan's shoulders are now bound by two collarbone nails, and his neck is also bound by a sharp chain with barbs. He can move slightly, but if he wants to leave this place, he will probably die after taking only a few steps.
"They're here."
Xiao Yuanshan sat calmly at the table, holding a cup of tea in his hand. He closed his eyes and smelled the aroma of the tea, casually gesturing to the person beside him: "Sit."
If it weren't for the rattling chains on his arms and the terrifying restrictions on his body, one would never guess that he was in the Heavenly Prison; instead, he seemed as relaxed as if he were in his own backyard.
Jiang Nuanzhi readily sat down, watching Lin Chun put down the food one by one, and then poured wine for the two of them.
In an instant, the refreshing aroma of plums spread throughout the surroundings.
Xiao Yuanshan picked up his wine glass, closed his eyes, and took a light sniff. A slight movement of his shoulder caused the chains to rattle gratingly. He seemed oblivious, and took a sip: "Hmm, this wine is good. Clear, sweet, and with a lingering aftertaste; quite rare."
Um, the ending seems to have too many chapters, it's a bit messy and not very engaging. Please revise the chapter titles.
(End of this chapter)
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