Chapter 286 King Anmu liked Lady Yang at that time
The two of them sat on the steps and started chatting.
Jiang Nianyin suggested: "If you don't want to go back home, I can take you to the teahouse."
"No." An shook her head, her expression weary. "Let's do it here. I don't agree with your marriage to Wen Zhi, so why did you save me? Are you trying to please me and marry into the An family?"
Hearing this, Jiang Nianyin smiled lightly.
"No matter who you are, I will stop her from committing suicide. I can't just marry them because they have a son, right?"
An turned around puzzledly: "You don't want to marry An Wenzhi?"
Jiang Nianyin picked up a piece of snow and crushed it in her palm. Thinking of what happened between her and An Wenzhi again, the bitterness in her heart lessened a lot.
"Not really."
An asked, "Why? My son is a brilliant man. Back then, you two were deeply in love. Everyone in Shengjing knows you love my son. Now he's arguing with the princess about divorce because of you. Don't you want to divorce him now?"
Jiang Nianyin turned around and looked at her.
"Lord An is excellent, but I'm not bad either. This is not the time. He's already married, and Princess Jiayun is always looking for trouble with me. I have to consider people who bring many dangers to my life. Besides, don't you disagree? There's no need for me to think about the impossible."
These words left An speechless.
She slowly regained her composure, and her ears turned red when she thought about how she had just attempted suicide.
"What are you holding here?"
Jiang Nianyin said: "Files, some murder cases."
An sneered: "Do you understand?"
Jiang Nianyin said truthfully: "I don't understand it. I read it all night last night and now I have some clues."
An couldn't laugh anymore, because at this moment, she found that the girl she had always hated was actually better than the princess daughter-in-law she had chosen herself. She lowered her head, tears welling up in her eyes.
"You can't."
Jiang Nianyin looked over suspiciously, sighed, and handed over the handkerchief. "Did something happen to you? I'll take you back to the An Mansion, and Lord An will help you solve it."
She stood up.
An pulled him to sit down again.
An shook her head. "Wenzhi dislikes me being in charge, and the master thinks I'm more nagging than a monster. I don't really want to go back, and I don't know where to go. Let me follow you. Also, don't forget Wenzhi. He went to Xige Country for you. This time he's in danger, and I don't know if he can come back. You can't forget him."
Jiang Nianyin didn't say anything.
She was anxious to go to the Ministry of Justice, so she had to take An with her. She also bought two buns on the way. "Auntie, please wait here."
An still caught up.
This was a good opportunity, and she wanted to see what Jiang Nianyin looked like. She wanted to keep her son in mind so that he wouldn't sleep with the princess.
Jiang Jing was in the yard, practicing sword with Song Wang.
He frowned when he saw his sister and Mrs. An coming together, but still called out politely, "Aunt An."
"Hey..." An's tired face showed a hint of smile, but when she thought about how she had said so much rude things to Jiang Nianyin, she felt guilty when facing the Jiang family. "Why did you all come to the Ministry of Justice?"
This case is no longer a secret.
Jiang Jing said, "I'm here to investigate the butterfly pattern."
An was shocked and took a breath. Her eyes were wandering. Just then, Jiusu and Qiuman came out after resting. She looked at Qiuman and saw the people who died tragically because of the butterfly pattern.
Among them was Qiu Man’s mother.
"Have you found out anything about this?"
Everyone shook their heads.
Jiang Nianyin took out the case file, pointed at a sentence on it, and said uncertainly: "I studied it all night, and it seems that bird calls appeared in the files of many deceased people..."
Before he could finish his words, a woman walked out from the side.
He sneered, "You've been watching all night, and this is all you can see? Those ladies live in the courtyard, so isn't it normal for them to have some birds and animals in their homes?"
Song Wang introduced: "The chef of the Ministry of Justice, Fang Nuan."
Fang Nuan rushed forward, hands on hips, and said, "Sir, how many times have I told you that I am a cook on the surface, but in fact I am a non-staff member of the Criminal Department and am also part of the investigation."
Song Wang nodded indifferently.
"OK."
Fang Nuan snatched the case file from Jiang Nianyin's hand and asked harshly, "What about you? Where were you just listening to the birds? What a waste of these case files, sir, you might as well show them to me."
Qiu Man snatched it back and put it in Jiang Nianyin's hand.
"Let me show you. Put it in the pot and stir-fry it?"
Fang Nuan blushed, "That's better than listening to the birds singing."
Jiusu asked, "You've been in the Ministry of Justice for so long, have you figured out anything? Or rather, this case has been going on for over a decade and it's still unsolved. What are you trying to say? What is the Ministry of Justice doing? What does the Minister of Justice do for a living, right?"
Song Wang looked at Jiang Jing sadly.
Jiang Jing glanced at him and said, "The food in the Ministry of Justice is really not tasty."
Fang Nuan gritted her teeth. Seeing that he was dressed simply, she said angrily, "Where did you come from? How dare you speak ill of me in the Ministry of Justice? Do you want to die?"
She was obsessed with becoming a judge in the Ministry of Justice.
Who has the time to research any dish? Isn’t it enough to just cook it?
Song Wang stopped her and said, "How dare you! This is Lord Jiu, the Salt Transport Commissioner. I invited him here. It's not your turn to speak here."
Fang Nuan noticed that the adults were angry.
Kneeling on the ground: "Master Jiu, I am blind and I beg your pardon. But if you don't transport the salt properly and investigate the case in the Ministry of Justice, will it be considered as exceeding your authority?"
Jiusu asked back, "Oh, I'm here to help Master Song. Even if that's overstepping my authority, why don't you just focus on cooking and ask about the case? Do you have the right?"
'Do you have the right?'
These four words, like the fire in the woodshed, deeply burned into Fang Nuan's heart.
She was at a disadvantage, lower than burnt ashes.
"I want to investigate the case, catch the bad guys, and relieve your worries. I was wrong just now. Everyone has the responsibility to catch the bad guys. Please forgive me, Master Jiu."
Of course, this is just a small episode.
Jiusu didn't care at all. She just thought Fang Nuan was a passionate and righteous person.
only…
She looked at An, who was not in a good state.
"Aunt An, what's wrong with you?"
An's expression was uneasy. As she recalled the past, her feet suddenly felt cold. She subconsciously looked around, fearing that there were bad guys. Her mouth was dry and she said, "I'm a little thirsty. Let's go inside and talk."
After a few cups of tea, everyone was puzzled.
She finally spoke.
"Actually, what Jiang Nianyin said makes some sense."
Jiang Nianyin's eyes lit up, "Auntie knows the inside story?"
An nodded. "It's not really a secret, just some rumors. Have you heard of Prince Anmu? At the age of twenty, the year the emperor ascended the throne, he died suddenly. That day, flocks of birds circled the sky above the palace. Prince Anmu was in love with Madam Yang at the time, but Madam Yang died a few years later..."
Qiu Man frowned, "If Madam Yang's death was really caused by him, then who did my mother offend?"
An said awkwardly, "I just heard about it."
"Where is King Anmu buried?" Jiusu asked.
An said, "It seems to be the imperial mausoleum. I just said it casually. Don't take it seriously. I'm going back home first."
Alas, she feels a little regretful now.
Why are you saying this? If it involves the emperor's affairs, won't it cause trouble?
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