Chapter 132: Love-minded Mother and Career-minded Grandmother

There are many truths hidden in what happened fifteen years ago.

Every time Jiang Jiu thought he had found the so-called truth, another truth would always come out.

So, at this point, I really want to be like a fog and trap Jiang Jiu in it.

It was dark, and Chuyu and Nishang began to act.

Zhao Zhuoxi also left, and Jiang Jiu and Nanny Qian were waiting in the room.

"Madame Qian, you have been with my mother since you were young, how come you don't even know who my father is?"

Aunt Qian was also speechless: "Alas, when the Madam lived in the other courtyard, the only people who often came to visit her were Lord Chang and Prince Ling."

"As for that monk, my lady has only seen him once or twice when she came to the Guanyin Temple to burn incense. I don't know how the lady's father could be a monk..."

Jiang Jiu guessed: "Could it be that my mother was forced by Monk Huiyuan? Who is the person she likes in her heart?"

Nanny Qian thought for a moment and said, "It's His Royal Highness Prince Ling... She always said that His Royal Highness Prince Ling was brilliant and talented. Besides, she had met His Royal Highness Prince Ling when she was young, but the master and the former crown prince..."

Jiang Qiuyue likes Prince Ling? But due to the relationship between Jiang Yao and the Third Prince, she suppressed her feelings...

Jiang Jiu made another bold guess.

"In short, my mother's coming to Beijing was a conspiracy planned by them. Maybe my birth was also a conspiracy... What exactly do they want?"

Aunt Qian: "They want the master's money. The master was so smart back then, and the business she founded was also very successful in the capital. Even though they knew that the master was a widow, there were still many people who wanted to marry her, but they were all turned away by the former crown prince."

"In fact, if the master had spoken, and if the former crown prince had not died, the master might at least be a royal concubine now."

Jiang Jiu laughed: "What's so good about being a royal concubine? She can soak in hot springs every day, have several handsome men serving her, and travel all over the world..."

"Freedom is the most important thing. Living in the palace all day, what's so good about the small sky?"

Aunt Qian was stunned: "Young lady, why do you think the same as the master? She said the same thing. Alas, this is something the lady cannot understand or see clearly."

Jiang Jiu smiled bitterly. She could see through everything because she, like Jiang Yao, came from the modern era.

Her mother, Jiang Qiuyue, was a native of ancient times, with different thoughts and naturally different realms.

Jiang Jiu and Jiang Yao are both not living for love. In the long years of life, there are better things than love.

There are many things that make them run around for this.

Zhou Xiang schemed for power for more than 20 years and sacrificed his son and daughter.

Now he has finally become second to none and above ten thousand people.

But he was involved with more than just his son and daughter.

There are so many people around her, especially Jiang Qiuyue. Originally, she could have found a man to marry and lived a stable life. The money Jiang Yao earned was enough for her to live a good life for the rest of her life.

But she insisted on stirring up trouble, and she was gone before she was twenty.

Fortunately, Jiang Jiu was born with a miscarriage, otherwise, she would have been angry to death when she was in Jiang's house.

Maybe she will end up like Jiang Qiuyue in her previous life.

Jiang Qiuyue was reborn, maybe she was Jiang Jiu's previous life.

Fortunately, everything is over. Jiang Jiu came to the capital, partly to find the truth and partly for Zhao Zhuoxi.

The truth is not that important to her.

Zhao Zhuoxi's ambition is the most important thing.

Now that I'm here, I have to do something earth-shattering. Having the opportunity to get to know Zhao Zhuoxi and help an impossible prince ascend to the throne is a more fulfilling thing.

After Chu Yu came to Guanyin Temple, Xiao Yimo also came.

When Jiang Jiu saw him, his eyebrows jumped: "You are really clingy. I just called Chuyu over, but why are you so useless that you followed me here happily? What's the matter? Are you afraid that I will sell Chuyu..."

Xiao Yimo chuckled and took out a stack of straw paper from his arms.

"It's not all for Xiaoyu. I'll show you something..."

The straw paper was spread out, and Jiang Jiu was more and more shocked the more he looked at it.

"This is not the same as the drawing I gave you..."

Xiao Yimo nodded: "This is what they actually made, and then they marked it and re-drew the picture..."

The drawing paper provided to Jiang Yao for the redrawn pattern was slightly different.

It only took a moment for Jiang Jiu to understand.

"The purity of the iron ore here is different, so the size of the finished sample is different from the one my grandmother drew."

Xiao Yimo then explained the origin of these drawings: "When I went to look for a craftsman, an old craftsman gave them to me. He said that the drawings were originally intended for a lady named Jiang, but the lady never came to pick them up."

"It's my grandmother..." Jiang Jiu's eyes were full of smiles. "She has even drawn the blueprint, which means she must have been able to make it, right?"

Xiao Yimo nodded: "Three units have been made. I saw it with my own eyes, but I don't know if they can be used. I need to fire them once to find out..."

Jiang Jiu continued to look back and found another weapon.

“Have you made this one too?”

Xiao Yimo nodded: "Only one of these was made, but a box of bullets and other things was made. The old craftsman said that these things are not with him, but with his senior brother, who passed away ten years ago..."

Jiang Jiu looked at the two drawings and trembled in his heart.

"Did you find them? Where are they?"

Xiao Yimo nodded again: "He put it in a very sturdy iron box, which he called a 'safe'. Before he died, he passed the safe to his son, and said he was waiting for a woman named Jiang to come and get it. But later, the guards around the empress came and snatched the safe away."

Jiang Jiu's heart skipped a beat: "Safe? Does he know the password?"

Xiao Yimo was stunned for a moment: "What is the password? Don't you need a key?"

Jiang Jiu shook his head: "No, the safe is a very solid iron box. There is no key, only a password. The key is that it is filled with bullets and gunpowder. It cannot be opened violently, otherwise, it will explode with such great power that it can flatten such a huge mountain top..."

Xiao Yimo was slightly startled when he heard this: "Yes, that's right. The craftsman's son also said so. He said that after his father finished the work, he locked it in the safe according to the employer's requirements, and then waited for the employer to come and pick it up."

"If the employer doesn't come, it's fine to leave it there, but you can't open it violently or touch it randomly. They say the things inside are very dangerous and will explode and flatten their village."

Jiang Jiu glanced at the drawing: "So, this box of bullets is in the Queen's palace..."

Xiao Yimo nodded: "Yes..."

"Hiss..." Jiang Jiu was in a dilemma, "The Imperial Palace is not so easy to break into."

From this, it can be seen that Jiang Yao did make cannons, machine guns, and bullets.

But before it could be done, Jiang Yao was poisoned, and after returning to Suzhou, the matter was shelved.

Perhaps Jiang Yao didn't expect that these craftsmen could actually make it.

So, she said she would come and get it, but she didn't expect that after this trip, she would never return to the capital.