Song Yu came to rescue people, but where is Song Lin? Where did he go?
Should Song Yu take the credit for helping the disaster victims?
Song Ziyu stopped at the palace gate, his mind racing, before asking, "How did you escape from the Ministry of Justice's prison?"
Song Yu replied, "Hearing that Father and the people were in trouble, I secretly escaped from prison to rescue them."
Song Ziyu narrowed his eyes and suddenly said sternly.
"This is outrageous! How dare you be so audacious!"
"Escape from prison is a capital offense. If the Emperor finds out, do you still want your life?"
"Here's what we'll do: you go back to the Ministry of Justice prison immediately and pretend that nothing happened tonight. I'll also tell the soldiers in the army to keep this a secret for you."
Song Yu lowered his eyes, and his expression was not visible in the darkness.
After a long pause, he answered, "Yes."
Seeing him obediently walk towards the Ministry of Justice, Song Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at the madman in the prison cart and cursed, "What bad luck! Send him to the Ministry of Justice too!"
The soldiers obeyed and went.
Song Ziyu said sternly to the person behind him.
"Listen up! Today, it's Lin'er we're going into the mountains to rescue! If anyone dares to go out and say anything out of line, don't blame me for being ruthless and impolite!"
Song Ziyu entered the palace overnight.
He embellished the story of the substandard winter clothes and helped Song Lin claim credit, then rushed back to the general's mansion.
Only after asking Gu Yurong did they learn that Song Lin had also gone to the mountains outside the city and had not returned all night.
Gu Yurong was very anxious: "Could it be that the mountain is slippery and you got injured?"
"Don't overthink it. We didn't see him on the way down the mountain," Song Ziyu comforted him. "I'll send someone to check again tomorrow at daybreak."
He added, "The Linglong Pavilion has offended His Majesty, so perhaps there is hope that the Gu family can be restored to its status as imperial merchants."
Gu Yurong smiled broadly, her eyes and brows beaming with joy: "That's wonderful! I'll tell Father and Mother the good news right away."
Military supplies were a matter of great importance, so Emperor Jingyuan entrusted the Ministry of War to investigate.
The Song family's military depot was sealed off, and details were not released to the public until the results were available.
Gu Yurong believed that the matter was 80-90% likely to succeed, so she asked her mother to host a banquet for acquaintances in the capital's business circles in advance to prepare for the re-appointment as an imperial merchant.
There was only one bad thing: Song Lin had been missing for three days.
The imperial edict bestowing the reward from Emperor Jingyuan had been drafted, but he had yet to appear.
Gu Yurong was extremely anxious and posted his portrait all over the streets, but she still couldn't find him.
Left with no other option, Song Ziyu took her to the Emperor's court, where they wept and cried before Emperor Jingyuan.
Gu Yurong sobbed for a while before realizing that Emperor Jingyuan's expression was not right, and Ji Rong, who was standing next to him, was looking at them with a cold and stern expression.
"My dear minister, there is no need to be anxious. Song Lin has already been found."
Emperor Jingyuan waved his hand, and a eunuch brought in a person covered in filth.
Song Ziyu recognized him at a glance; wasn't this the madman from that day?
The madman scrambled to Gu Yurong's side in a few quick movements and cried out in a pitiful voice, "Mother!"
Ji Rong explained, "Young Master Song's tongue was injured, and he was only able to speak clearly today, so I immediately sent him to the palace."
"According to the locals, he slaughtered poultry on the mountain, and his behavior was horrific."
Feeling wronged, Song Lin knelt down and said.
"Your Majesty, I brought supplies to provide aid! I never expected to be injured by Song Yu, causing my heart meridians to become disordered and my cultivation to go mad. Those were all irrational actions!"
Song Ziyu was greatly surprised.
They tried to stop them, but it was too late.
"Oh?" Emperor Jingyuan raised an eyebrow, his imposing gaze sweeping over them. "Song Yu was also present at the time, so why didn't General Song mention a single word about it?"
Song Ziyu was covered in sweat: "It was my oversight."
Ji Rong interjected, "Young Master Song, the supplies you're referring to aren't those tattered cotton wadding, are they?"
"According to the investigation, there were indeed two cartloads of goods near Song Lin, filled with tattered cotton clothes and rotten food. If these were distributed to the people, wouldn't that kill them!"
He turned around and said.
"Your Majesty, according to the people's testimonies, a young man did indeed deliver rations and cotton clothing to them, saving the soldiers and their lives, but that man... did not leave his name."
Emperor Jingyuan snorted coldly.
After hearing this, is there anything he still doesn't understand?
"General Song, how dare you deceive the emperor and falsely claim credit for Song Lin!"
Song Ziyu was terrified and, realizing his mistake, knelt down to beg for mercy.
But Emperor Jingyuan was not a fool and would not be easily deceived by his clever words and flattery.
"Investigate where those harmful things Song Lin brought came from!"
He didn't believe that the general's mansion would have such things.
Gu Yurong's heart skipped a beat, and her fingers involuntarily curled up.
Once investigated, Mr. Ji Jiu will definitely be exposed... What should we do!
Song Lin was indignant: "I was wrong, but Song Yu's escape from prison is also a serious crime, and he should be beheaded. Are we just going to let him go? His Majesty should execute him; that would be fair!"
Ji Rong glanced at him.
What an idiot! Song Yu has rendered a great service, and His Majesty clearly has no intention of punishing him.
He actually dared to question the emperor.
Recalling what Jiang Wan had said in her letter, Ji Rong cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, it is highly likely that Song Yu's imprisonment was due to a wrongful conviction, involving the involvement of martial arts forces..."
Emperor Jingyuan was displeased: "What kind of Jianghu forces dare to extend their reach into the imperial court? I'm entrusting you with investigating this matter! I will not tolerate such people stirring up trouble!"
Gu Yurong's legs went weak, and she almost collapsed.
How is she supposed to explain this to Mr. Ji Jiu?!
They walked and stayed in the courtyard.
Jiang Wan had just met with the Crown Prince's secret guards and was told that the eagle had been tamed and was awaiting further instructions.
She ordered her bodyguards to remain hidden.
Just then, Song Yu hurriedly entered the room and explained to Jiang Wan, "General Song and Song Lin are still kneeling in front of the palace as punishment, waiting for the imperial edict to punish them. His Majesty said that my merits and demerits cancel each other out and released me half an hour ago."
He glanced at the gardener who had just passed him by, his eyes flickered, but he remained silent.
Jiang Wan stepped forward and touched his hand. Finding it a little cold, she put a hand warmer inside.
"The people and soldiers remember your kindness, and His Majesty has also been impressed with you. This is more important than any reward."
"Everything was as my mother had predicted."
Song Yu smiled and replied, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes.
"The eunuch who delivered the decree said that His Majesty allows me to attend this year's New Year's Eve palace banquet, so I can spend New Year's Eve with my mother."
Jiang Wan smiled.
After the New Year, Pei Feng should marry Ji Shiyi.
Song Tingyue will definitely intervene before that happens. If Pei Feng is allowed to behave dissolutely in public, even His Majesty cannot force him into marriage.
Song Tingyue can take advantage of Pei Feng's feelings for her; this is not difficult to do.
However, Song Tingyue wouldn't ruin herself; she needed a woman to disgrace her.
If we're talking about the person Song Tingyue hates the most, who could compare to her?
She chuckled meaningfully, "This year's New Year's Eve banquet is sure to be very lively."
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