He held back tears, his heart pounding, and his voice was filled with grievance:
"Xiao Li, Daddy is sorry for you, and Daddy is also sorry for Qingqing..."
Qingqing is the nickname of Jiang Zhili's mother. When Jiang Shan became the top scorer in high school, he overcame all difficulties and married his childhood sweetheart Mu Qingqing.
Both of them lived in extreme poverty in the first half of their lives. Mu Qingqing earned money from embroidery, which gave Jiang Shan the opportunity to come to the capital and make a fortune.
When he was in high school, people came to Jiang Shan's house to propose marriage, and the door was almost broken down. When everyone was guessing which noble lady the top scholar would choose, Jiang Shan took Mu Qingqing, who was far away in a small town, to his house.
Their relationship was unwavering, regardless of wealth or poverty. They lived happily ever after, until Mu Qingqing suffered a difficult labor...
Jiang Shan still remembered Mu Qingqing's blood, which dyed the bedding red. She lay there with a pale face, holding his hand tightly, asking him to raise the child well and that the father and daughter should live a happy and smooth life.
Jiang Zhili looked at Jiang Shan, who was full of regret, and silently put a meatball into his bowl.
"After breakfast, go wash up and then go to sleep."
Jiang Shan nodded vigorously with tears in his eyes.
Jiang Zhili added, "This sesame pill is for hair growth. Take it after meals."
After these few days of torture, Jiang Shan lost a lot of hair and was almost bald.
"Wow, wow, wow... Daddy will eat it," Jiang Shan said with tears in his eyes.
Jiang Zhili watched over Jiang Shan while he finished his breakfast, and then sent him to wash up before leading Linglong out of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
She is now a free person, so it would be nice to go to that place and listen to some music.
Mr. Yun's flute sounds very pleasant.
The secret guard following behind Jiang Zhili's carriage had a gloomy expression on his face.
This Miss Jiang is really a playful person. Even at this time, she still wants to go to Xiaoguan!
He will report to his master and ask him to raid the Jiang Mansion as soon as possible!
After Jiang Zhi left, Xiaoguan listened to a few songs and invited Master Yun to dinner. After confirming that Li Huaner had not come recently, he slowly returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion in a carriage when it was getting dark.
Inside the palace.
After a busy day, Song Yi sat at the desk.
Kneeling below was the secret guard who had just returned from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"What did she do today?" Song Yi took a sip of strong tea. Today was a very busy day, and he had to deal with an important official from the previous dynasty!
The secret guard bowed his head and reported: "My lord, Miss Jiang slept until noon today, then went to see Prime Minister Jiang, and then went to Xiaoguan, and even treated Master Yun to a meal. She is very happy."
Song Yi's expression paused, and his originally tired expression turned into a sinister one in an instant.
"You said she went to Xiao Pavilion and treated Master Yun to dinner?"
The secret guard nodded vigorously.
"Master, Miss Jiang is very beautiful. When Master Yun was having dinner with her, he kept looking up at her. Who knows, one day, Miss Jiang might take her back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Ms. Jiang used Prime Minister Jiang's money to extort money from the people to do such a thing. She's truly exploiting the people!"
The secret guards did not know the true identity of Young Master Yun. The people under Song Yi all kept their identities hidden, and under normal circumstances they would not know each other's identities.
Snap——
The teacup in Song Yi's hand was crushed by him. He rubbed his fingers and crushed a piece of the teacup fragment into powder.
The secret guard couldn't help but tremble.
A cold voice sounded: "Go and send Master Yun to the Chunlou across the street. Tell him that he will not return to Xiaoguan from now on. He will take full responsibility for the information of the Chunlou. Tell him to organize all the information and send it back within seven days."
You are eating privately during working hours. You should be punished!
The secret guard looked up in surprise, obviously not expecting that Young Master Yun was actually Song Yi's man.
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Three days later.
Song Yi held a palace banquet tonight and invited all the ministers and their families in the court.
Of course, this does not include ministers who were imprisoned.
Jiang Zhili was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and Jiang Shan beside her was also wearing dark red court robes.
At this time, Jiang Shan had become thinner and his face was not as pale as before, but his hair was thinner and his temples were a little gray, which was the result of hard work during this period.
But compared with his previous fat pig appearance, there is a world of difference. Jiang Shan's appearance was originally handsome, but his fatness ruined everything before. Now that he has regained his handsome appearance, he is a little unrecognizable.
Jiang Zhili gave Jiang Shan a thumbs up and said, "Daddy, you look so handsome now!"
Jiang Shan's face was devoid of smiles. He was filled with worry. "Xiao Li, are you really not leaving Beijing? The Third Prince has been dormant for many years. He doesn't seem to be sincere towards you..."
He wanted to send Xiao Li away a few days ago, but Xiao Li took out the third prince's jade pendant and said that the third prince treated her sincerely and that the Prime Minister's Mansion would be safe, so he could rest assured.
He had been active in official circles for decades and did not believe the Third Prince's lies at all. When the Third Prince was a horse slave, he was humiliated by himself and Xiao Li. If it were not for the Crown Prince's matter, the Third Prince would have taken action against the Prime Minister's Mansion long ago. How could he wait until now!
He couldn't persuade Xiao Li to leave Beijing. Tonight's palace banquet was like a Hongmen Banquet. Thinking of this, he couldn't even raise the corners of his mouth.
Jiang Zhili naturally understood Jiang Shan's worries, and she comforted him: "Daddy, I know what's going on with the Third Prince, so you don't have to worry."
Jiang Shan sighed and got into the carriage with Jiang Zhili.
After all, she is his precious daughter. If all else fails, he can use the Li Mansion to take the blame. The official position on his head is not that important. At worst, he can just take Xiao Li and leave the capital.
The exquisite carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion slowly drove towards the imperial city.
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