Although this matter was risky, seeing Jiang Shi and Song Yu, mother and son, enjoying their glory and waiting to die was worse than being killed!
He absolutely cannot tolerate it.
Song Lin took a deep breath and pulled back the carriage curtain in frustration.
The carriage was passing in front of the Ministry of Justice.
The servant was his trusted confidant. Seeing him peek out, he asked, "Young master, would you like to get off the carriage and go to the prison to visit the old lady and the general?"
Song Lin abruptly pulled down the curtain and said irritably, "Hurry up and go back to the manor."
The servant, unaware of his thoughts, couldn't help but say, "I wonder if the general will ever be able to return home. If he sees how Madam Jiang treats you and Madam Gu, he will surely stand up for us!"
Song Lin sneered inwardly.
He knew in his heart that Song Ziyu had become suspicious of him, and even if he was exonerated and returned home, he and his mother would not have an easy life.
So from the very beginning, he never intended to save Song Ziyu.
He only hated Song Ziyu for being so foolish as to commit such a heinous crime, which would implicate him.
General, this place has become a hotbed of trouble, and your fate is uncertain. It is not advisable for you to stay here any longer.
He had considered leaving.
It's better to be alive than to be implicated and beheaded by the Song family.
But the thought of leaving empty-handed and handing everything over to Jiang and her son made Song Lin unwilling.
Even if he loses, Jiang Wan and Song Yu won't have an easy time!
I agreed to the Third Prince's conditions today in order to scheme against Song Yu.
After the deed was done, he was able to take his mother to live with Bi Yuan.
Bi Yuan had some savings and connections in the underworld, so he still had the resources to start over.
Thinking of Bi Yuan, Song Lin had a headache. He looked at the servant beside him and said, "Go to the pawnshop again and see if there is any news about Mr. Bi."
That pawnshop was the place he and Bi Yuan had agreed upon as a place to exchange information.
However, the two lost contact after Bi Yuan left the capital last time.
Song Lin has been anxious about this lately, since Bi Yuan is the only person he can rely on now.
But the other party seemed to have vanished.
Song Lin frowned deeply.
The carriage hurried past the Ministry of Justice without stopping for a moment.
Inside the Ministry of Justice prison, Song Ziyu leaned against the wall, disheveled and in a sorry state.
Hearing the weeds rustle beside him, his dazed eyes regained their focus, and he quickly crawled over.
"Grandmother, is your chest feeling uncomfortable again?"
Yuan leaned against the weeds, clutching her chest and coughing a few times: "It's an old problem."
Despite being detained for several days, she was disheveled and dressed in rough clothes, but her spirits were better than Song Ziyu's.
Emperor Jingyuan, understanding her advanced age, did not torture her.
She looked at the disheveled Song Ziyu and sighed, "Yu'er, have you come up with a solution?"
"His Majesty has unleashed a thunderous rage. This time... the Song family is probably finished." Song Ziyu knelt before her, lamenting, "It is your unfilial grandson's fault!"
Yuan shook her head, her chaotic eyes narrowing slightly, revealing a resolute look.
Unlike Song Ziyu's panic, she was shrewd and experienced, having weathered decades of trials and tribulations, and possessed a profound understanding of the world.
"The bigger the event, the more calm you need to be in order to find a way to survive."
Song Ziyu was taken aback: "Could it be that Grandmother has a way?"
"Since we're both in prison, the General's Mansion must be under the control of the Jiang family," said Madam Yuan. "Don't forget, Song Lin is still in the mansion."
Upon hearing this, the light in Song Ziyu's eyes dimmed again.
“The Gu family has long harbored ulterior motives, and Song Lin cannot be entrusted with anything.”
He said angrily.
"There's something I've never told my grandmother, it's about Song Lin's identity. I suspect he's not... "
Madam Yuan interrupted him: "Grandmother knows."
“Song Lin’s background doesn’t matter. As long as his lineage remains hidden from the world, he is a member of the Song family.”
“Yu’er, no matter how much you hate the Gu family, there’s nothing you can do about them now. Why not get through this difficult time first, and then you can take your revenge on them however you want in the future?”
Song Ziyu asked in confusion, "What does Grandmother mean?"
"Tell the jailer to bring paper and pen," Yuan said.
Over the years, she has always been wary of Jiang Wan and had a backup plan.
Although she was given the power to manage the household, she never told anyone about the secret items in the general's mansion.
Not to mention Jiang Wan, even Zhou Shi and Song Ziyu were unaware of it.
Now, it can finally be put to good use.
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