As the two passed each other, Song Yu could clearly feel a sharp gaze falling on his back.
Prince Yongning is far too perceptive.
His quick visit to Jiang Wan in prison suggests he may have already sensed something.
Song Yu nodded slightly, his expression unchanged.
Only after walking a distance did he raise his head and look at the unusually luxurious prison cell.
Setting up a prison cell is not difficult, but to do it so quickly and ostentatiously while keeping it a secret from everyone and even Ji Rong, the Minister of Justice, could not do it.
Only Pei Xuan, who stands at the pinnacle of power, possesses this ability.
Song Yu glanced sideways, her gaze falling on the small half-bowl of bird's nest on the table.
If we're only talking about friendship... His Highness the Crown Prince is far too good to his mother.
"Yu'er," Jiang Wan called to him with a smile.
Song Yu concealed her worries and strode forward to greet her: "How is Mother?"
"It's all good." Jiang Wan patted his head and poured him a cup of hot tea. "It's chilly in autumn, warm yourself up."
Ah Si, who was at the door, was quite sensible and walked a distance away, leaving them space to talk.
Jiang Wan then asked, "How did things go?"
Song Yu took a sip of tea: "Everything is as you predicted. Mr. Yun Que has returned to the capital safely."
"That's good." Jiang Wan said, "He Xingyun is a good investigator. In a few days, when Yun Que takes action, he will definitely notice something unusual and summon him for a talk."
"The merchant's identity was fake; he was sent to the capital under someone's orders. The Ministry of Justice investigated but ultimately came to nothing. His Majesty has always had doubts about this. Now that the real Mr. Yun Que has appeared, his words naturally carry more weight."
Song Yu chuckled.
“With him on the case, the merchant’s testimony will be rendered useless, and Mother will naturally be able to clear her name.”
He changed the subject.
"But Mr. Yun Que is a carefree person and was not originally involved in this case. I wonder how Mother persuaded him to help with this?"
Jiang Wan's eyes curved into a smile.
"When you're in the world of martial arts, it's hard to find a true carefree hermit."
Mr. Yun Que is fond of jade and often buys rare ancient jade from the capital at high prices, such as the transaction with Commander Li last time.
However, the possessions of noble families often have unclear origins and frequently cause trouble. As he moves among lords and nobles, he needs someone to eliminate his worries.
Therefore, when Linglong Pavilion proposed cooperation, Yun Que readily agreed.
“It was a friend from the martial arts world who helped me,” Jiang Wan said casually. “When the time comes, go to Aunt Ru and tell her it was my idea; she will help.”
Song Yu smiled, understanding immediately.
"I met my cousin from the Ji family before I came here. I heard that there has been a lot of commotion at the Ji residence these past few days."
The reason, of course, was that Jiang Wan had been imprisoned.
Wang and Ji Rong had several arguments, and Ji Rong's personality changed drastically after the court hearing that day. Not only did he refuse to back down, but he also forbade the Ji family from visiting Jiang Wan.
Ji Huaichuan even thought he was possessed by a demon because of his actions.
Song Yu said, "I noticed that my cousin seemed unsettled and very worried."
Jiang Wan frowned and thought for a moment before speaking.
“There’s a book on my dressing table in my room. Take it to him.”
Song Yu was very efficient; he knocked on the door of the Ji residence that very night.
He brought a nanmu wood food box, on which were placed some delicate pastries, and at the bottom was a book scroll.
Ji Huaichuan noticed the book immediately, pulled it out to look at it, and asked in confusion, "The Book of Tales of Miao Territory, did my cousin ask you to give it to me?"
Song Yu replied with a smile, "My mother heard that you have been troubled lately. She was reading this book a few days ago and said it was very interesting. She specially asked me to bring it over, hoping it can ease your worries."
"My cousin is barely able to take care of herself, yet she's trying to comfort me."
Ji Huaichuan was deeply moved.
He glanced at the book title, and his expression darkened again.
"Miao region...why did she suddenly decide to read this kind of book?"
Things are better now, but a few decades ago, the words "Miao Jiang" were taboo in Dayong, and no one dared to mention them easily.
This is because the battle to reclaim the Miao region many years ago was extremely fierce.
The Miao region is vast and sparsely populated, but it is teeming with poisonous insects and miasma. It is said that their royal family is also quite skilled in supernatural arts. Even the elite army led by General Song has been defeated by the Miao army many times.
After two years, the Miao region was finally recovered, and the Dayong army suffered heavy losses.
Whether it was because the war was fought dishonorably or for some other reason, the late emperor was unwilling to mention this past event and even ordered that no Miao people be allowed to enter the capital.
At that time, throughout the capital, from the emperor to the common people, no one dared to discuss anything about the Miao region.
Now, many years later, this taboo has gradually faded.
Seeing Ji Huaichuan's puzzled look, Song Yu explained, "Mother was just bored and it happened by chance."
Then he smiled faintly again.
"Perhaps it was because my great-grandmother was from Youzhou, which is adjacent to the southern border, that she thought of reading this book."
"Now that the goods have been delivered, I will take my leave."
Song Yu gripped the reins, and the silver-saddled white horse galloped away.
"This kid's kung fu is really good."
Ji Huaichuan smiled and sighed, his gaze returning to the book in his hand.
I have a feeling that Song Yu's words just now had an underlying meaning.
Before he could figure it out, the maid behind him suddenly came to report: "It's bad, young master! Madam and Master had another fight. They can't even eat dinner and are making a scene in their room."
Ji Huaichuan frowned, gripped the book tightly, and turned to leave: "I'll go take a look."
Inside the general's mansion.
After resting for several days, the matriarch's spirits improved somewhat, and she was able to get out of bed today.
Early this morning, Granny Wu brought her the news.
"I have sent someone to inquire about what happened last night. Young Master Yu sent a food box over, which I heard contained pastries made by Xingzhi Courtyard. He only stood at the gate of the Ji residence and exchanged a few words with the young master of the Ji family, without even going inside."
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