Chapter 858: Succession

Ministry of Revenue, Qiu Yan finished speaking and saw that Zhou Shuren didn't react at all, so he couldn't help but repeat it, "The emperor ordered people to surround Zhang Jinghong's house."

Zhou Shuren raised his head and said, "I just heard it clearly."

Qiu Yan was puzzled, "I heard it clearly, why didn't you react at all?"

Zhou Shuren pointed at himself and said, "My last name is Zhou. Zhang Jinghong has nothing to do with me. Whether he was arrested or beheaded has nothing to do with me. Why should I react?"

Qiu Yan's face was wooden, "Are you not curious at all?"

Zhou Shuren smiled, because I know it well, and said, "I'm not curious. I still have a lot of work to do. Let's not talk about it for now."

Qiu Yan stood there for a while in confusion. He was curious, but Zhou Shuren was not curious at all. He turned around and returned to his seat silently, thinking in his heart that he was not as calm as Zhou Shuren. Fortunately, he had already convinced Zhou Shuren and was happy to calm down and continue working.

At Zhang Jinghong's house, Zhang Jinghong was lying on the bed. His mind was blank at first, but now he has calmed down. If the emperor really wanted to kill him, why would he beat around the bush? The more he beat around the bush, the more it shows that he doesn't want to kill him. Now he has him in a circle, but he is still using him as bait.

Zhang Jinghong closed his eyes. The emperor wanted to make a big fuss and also wanted to use him to find out who was determined to kill him.

Zhang Jinghong opened his eyes and did not see Yao Xin, so he asked the servant guarding the door, "Where is the wife?"

The servant was panicking, his voice trembling, "Madam can leave the house and return to the Marquis' Mansion."

Zhang Jinghong sat up suddenly. His wound had healed, but the movement was too big and he couldn't help coughing a few times. "Damn it."

Since he was no longer the fifth prince, Yao Xin had never returned to Yao Hou's Mansion. Yao Hou had long ceased to treat Yao Xin as his daughter. He knew a lot and knew in his heart that if Yao Xin went back now, she would definitely suffer.

Zhang Jinghong wanted to get down, but his feet retracted again. He couldn't get out, so he pursed his lips and motioned the servant to go down. It was really strange that his first reaction was that Yao Xin begged Yao Wenqi for him, not for a divorce!

At the Mansion of Marquis Yao, Yao Xin stood in front of the gate. She had waited for a long time, but the housekeeper did not show up. Now she could not even enter the house. She clenched her hands. She did not feel sad because she had known how heartless her father was.

The dowry maid said, "Miss, let's knock on the door again."

Yao Xin looked up at the sky where snowflakes were falling again, "Yes, keep knocking on the door. I can't go back. If I go back, what will happen to my husband?"

The dowry maid said, "Miss, I know your aunt's background. You came back for a divorce, didn't you?"

Yao Xin turned her head suddenly, moved the corners of her mouth, and finally closed it. How many couples fled when faced with disaster, let alone the servants.

At this time, the side door opened and the housekeeper came out, "Miss San, the Marquis said that you are no longer a lady of the Marquis' Mansion. He has adopted you out, and you don't need to come to the Marquis' Mansion anymore."

Yao Xin was stunned. "Adopted? Who did you adopt me to?"

The housekeeper said, "There are no more people with the same surname in the family now. In the family tree, there is only the third young lady."

Yao Xin laughed softly, "It's something Yao Wenqi could do. He's not even a relative, but the inheritance is really far away. Very good, the cut is really clean."

There was panic in the eyes of the dowry woman, and the housekeeper nodded and retreated.

At the Zhong Mansion, Zhulan had already been chatting with Mr. Liu's wife for a while. Mr. Liu's wife's surname was Ma. Ma's personality was very similar to Li's. She didn't know how to answer and would laugh all the time. She was naturally likable and no one made things difficult for her.

If it weren't for Li, Zhulan would never have discovered Ma's problem. Ma was too good at pretending.

When the banquet was over, Zhulan had not made any breakthrough progress. Ma had participated in too many banquets and had a lot of experience, so she could only hope that Yushuang and Yulu could gain something.

On the carriage back home, Zhulan saw Yulu looking listless and laughed, "Why, no harvest?"

Yu Shuang sighed, "Grandma, this Miss Liu always keeps her head down in shyness and hides from us. Yu Lu and I have gained nothing."

Zhulan leaned against the cushion and said, "I didn't gain anything here either."

Everyone in the Liu family is good at playing dumb, which is incredible.

Yu Lu burst out laughing, "Grandma, I can imagine what my mother looked like when she attended the banquet. Grandma, I think this Miss Liu is good, really, especially suitable for Ming Teng."

Her eyes could not be wrong. When Miss Liu covered her face with a handkerchief, she had a smile in her eyes. She looked shy on the surface, but she must be mad at him inside. She also heard this from her grandmother about her grandfather. Her grandmother said that her grandfather was filled with black sesame.

Although Zhulan didn't know more about the Liu family today, she was more satisfied with them.

Zhulan returned home and heard that Zhang Jinghong's house was surrounded by soldiers. She also heard about Yao Xin's situation. "Are you sure the news is accurate?"

Steward Ding said, "There were quite a few people outside of Yao Hou's mansion at that time, and now the news has spread everywhere."

Zhulan was silent. Zhang Jinghong should have laughed at Yao Wenzhe's actions. As for Zhang Jinghong being surrounded, she didn't take it to heart. Anyway, Zhang Jinghong would be fine. "This capital city is really lively."

Butler Ding was extremely worried. He had only been in the capital for less than a year, and every incident was a big deal, likely resulting in someone's death. He was now trembling with fear whenever he went out.

In the Fifth Prince's Mansion, Zhang Yang grinned when he heard the news. Zhang Jinghong was a thorn in his heart. As long as this thorn was gone, his father and his elder brother, the Crown Prince, would slowly like him. As long as Zhang Jinghong died, no one would compare him with Zhang Jinghong.

At Zhang Jinghong's house, Zhang Jinghong held Yao Xin's hand and asked, "If you are sad, just cry?"

Yao Xin shook her head and pulled back her cold hands, "My hands are too cold, don't let them cool you down."

Zhang Jinghong grabbed it again, his heart burning with anxiety, "I'll hold it for you."

Yao Xin curled her lips, "I'm not sad, I've known for a long time that he's cold, I'm just a little worried about Auntie, Auntie will definitely not be able to bear it, but now is not the time to be sad, I want to tell you something, I want to ask the servants who wants to leave the house later, now you are the only one who can't leave the house, I think I'll take this opportunity to let all those who are not loyal go, what do you think?"

Zhang Jinghong held Yao Xin's hand and breathed, "I'll listen to you. I'll listen to you at home in the future."

Yao Xin's eyes turned red, "Okay."

After dinner at Zhou's residence, Zhulan mentioned Ma and Miss Liu, "I can't do anything about this. Why don't you try to find out from Mr. Liu?"

Zhou Shuren stroked his beard, "Dali Temple, I can't contact Lord Liu directly, I want to think of someone to ask."

Zhulan, "You don't know anything about this, and it's not easy to ask the wives of officials you know. You know, some wives of officials are talkative, and I'm afraid it will have a bad impact on Miss Liu, so you have to pay more attention to it."

Zhou Shuren no longer had to worry about how to convince the emperor. His workload was now halved, so he had time. "Don't worry. I'll find out everything in two days."