"Will this implicate us?"
“The businessmen were not arranged by us, so the investigation will not trace back to us.”
However, the charge of privately trading the tiger tally would be difficult to refute.
The matriarch closed her eyes.
"At daybreak tomorrow, you shall request permission to enter the palace and confess your sins to His Majesty."
Her voice trembled slightly.
"Just say... the Song family voluntarily handed over the tiger tally, placing the Song family army under the full control of the royal family."
Song Ziyu was shocked and stood up abruptly.
"Grandmother, what nonsense are you talking about? Military power is the lifeblood of the Song family. How can we hand it over so easily? How can we face our ancestors!"
He gritted his teeth.
"I don't plead guilty! Let them fight if they want. My grandson is a general, am I afraid of them?"
"Foolish!"
The elder's wife cursed him severely.
"Can't you see the situation now? You've already fallen into their trap, your life is in their hands. It's better to confess than to be accused with evidence against you!"
"Then, do we really have to hand over the tiger tally...?"
"Handing over the tiger tally will dispel His Majesty's suspicions."
The elder's wife had deep-set eyes and brows.
"Da Yong has few military generals. Even if His Majesty takes back the Tiger Tally, there are no other candidates to command troops for the time being. As long as you are loyal and perform well, the Tiger Tally will eventually belong to the Song family again."
Song Ziyu suddenly realized.
"I understand the strategy of retreating to advance."
Then, as if remembering something, he said angrily.
"It's just that Jiang Wan got off easy. The Song family was ripped off, but she came back unscathed. It's outrageous!"
It's such a shame we couldn't take this opportunity to get rid of her.
"Are you safe and sound?"
The elder lady suddenly laughed.
"That's not necessarily true."
"What do you mean by that, Grandmother?" Song Ziyu asked. "He Xingyun is decisive and efficient. Now that we have Yun Que's testimony, Jiang Wan might be released without charge tomorrow."
"But there's still one night left."
"The elder lady said softly."
"Overnight, many things changed. What kind of place is the Ministry of Justice prison? Countless prisoners died there before they were exonerated."
Losing the Tiger Tally was undoubtedly a devastating blow to the General's Mansion.
However, with careful management in the future, it may only be a temporary setback.
In comparison, letting Jiang Wan return to the Song family unharmed was something she found even more unacceptable.
Jiang Wan is a terrifying person.
Keeping her in the Song family will only cause more trouble in the future.
Even if she dies, she cannot close her eyes in peace.
The matriarch suddenly stood up and looked out the window at the sky.
"It's almost dinnertime. Have the kitchen prepare two exquisite dishes and send them to the Ji residence in your name."
"Ji Rong's family?"
Song Ziyu frowned.
"My grandson and Ji Rong have never been on good terms, so I'm afraid he won't accept it."
"Just do it." The matriarch waved her hand and walked towards the inner room. "I'm tired and going to rest. Don't disturb me if anything happens tonight."
Before Song Ziyu could ask any more questions, her figure had already disappeared.
Song Ziyu could only prepare the food box as instructed and hand it over to Granny Wu to deliver to the Ji residence, while he himself turned around and returned to Aunt Ru's garden.
That night, in the Ministry of Justice prison.
In the stillness, a slight rustling sound suddenly came from the cell door, like the sound of shoes stepping on dry grass.
Judging from the number of people, there are no fewer than ten.
In the silent, deep prison, the footsteps grew closer and closer.
Jiang Wan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes, quickly walked to the table, blew out the candle, and drew the curtain to block the moonlight shining through the small window.
The surroundings were plunged into complete darkness.
The next instant, the sounds of weapons clashing came from the corridor just a wall away.
Chaos reigned.
Before long, the corridor became quiet.
Someone lit a candle and approached step by step; it was Ah Si.
"Madam Jiang, everything has been resolved."
"Thank you for your trouble." Jiang Wan stood up and lifted the curtain.
Under the moonlight, a corpse lay on the ground, its face covered by a black cloth, obscuring its features.
He was struck in a fatal spot on his neck, and the surrounding skin turned a faint bluish-green, clearly indicating it was a poisoned needle.
Ah Si looked surprised: "Madam, are you alright?"
Jiang Wan straightened her cuffs.
Hidden in his sleeve was the Qiankun Needle that Pei Xuan had brought last time.
She kept it by her side just in case, and unexpectedly, she actually needed it today.
Fortunately, the cell was dark, and the assassin couldn't see his position, which gave her the opportunity to fire the poison needle.
Otherwise, she would be no match for the assassin.
"I'm fine."
Jiang Wan looked at A Si and seemed to smile.
"Ah Si, you're one of the Crown Prince's secret guards, aren't you?"
Jiang Wan glanced at the six corpses lying across the corridor.
She spoke softly: "I have seen a few of Your Highness's bodyguards. They are all highly skilled in martial arts. They may not be able to take on a hundred people, but they should be able to deal with these few people easily."
Ah Si apologized, "It's all my fault for being careless and not noticing that an assassin had sneaked in, which frightened the lady."
The words were spoken, but there was no reply.
Ah Si looked up.
In the flickering candlelight, the woman opposite me had eyes as clear as autumn water, radiating a faint coolness.
His brow twitched, realizing that all his hidden thoughts had been seen through.
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