The emperor paused, "Yes, don't tell me the real decree, just go and do it."
The prince raised his eyebrows. His father asked him to intervene. His father saw that he had a good impression of Lord Zhou. Indeed, if Lord Zhou asked more ministers to come, he and his father would be more relaxed. "Yes."
In the Mansion of Marquis Yao, Yao Wenqi's head was buzzing. Jiang Ming had gone in. It was his people who did it, but it was not his order. Jiang Ming was giving Zhou Shuren a big gift. He had even prepared the condom, but in the end the prey was gone.
Yes, the second prince was in the Ministry of Justice. He was being cautious, but now he is exposed. Yao Wenqi is not stupid. Thinking of Yao Zheyu who had returned, he gritted his teeth. The emperor is really a good swordsman.
Zhou Shuren was very steady. Apart from the emperor and the prince, no one guessed that he was the driving force behind the incident.
This series of operations was also praised by the emperor and the prince!
The next day, Zhou Shuren learned the news from the capital in the afternoon. The prince's tutor came in person and walked into the yamen openly.
Young Master Tang greeted him, "Master Zhou, nice to meet you again."
Zhou Shuren knew some about Young Master Tang. He had been the prince's companion since childhood. He was the son of the Minister of History and had always been working by the prince's side. The emperor was really good to the prince.
Zhou Shuren, "Why did you come here today, Mr. Tang?"
Young Master Tang smiled and said, "I am delivering the news on behalf of the Crown Prince. Lord Jiang's case will be closed tomorrow. His property will be confiscated, he will be stripped of his official position, and he will be banished from the capital."
Zhou Shuren was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect the prince to intervene. He didn't show it on his face. "Thank you, Prince."
Mr. Tang smiled deeply. Lord Zhou did not say "this official", but called himself Zhou. Lord Zhou had a good impression of the prince. This knowledge made him feel good. "Sir, Tang will return to Beijing first."
Zhou Shuren stood up to see him off, "Please come in, Mr. Tang."
Standing at the gate of the government office, Zhou Shuren watched the carriage leave. He stood there for a while, then turned back in shock, "When did you come here?"
Wang Ju, "I came here a long time ago, but the master was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't notice me."
Zhou Shuren turned around and walked back, and Wang Ju hurriedly followed him, "The prince's companion, this guy is incredible. Although he is the youngest son of Lord Tang, he has learned a lot from Lord Tang. To be honest, even I admire Lord Tang's Tai Chi skills."
Zhou Shuren didn't reply. He was thinking about the impact that Mr. Tang's coming to see him today would have on him. This unexpected change was not something he had planned for, and he was not happy at all.
Wang Ju stopped following and turned around and walked away slowly. He also had to think about what the prince meant. He hadn't entered the capital yet, and there were really a lot of things to deal with.
Zhou Shuren called Jinyan, "Go back home, forget it, there's no rush."
Jinyan retreated again and looked up at the sky. He knew that his peaceful days would not last long.
In the afternoon, Master Tang did not arrive in the capital, but the news of where he had been was passed back to the capital.
The second prince felt very upset when he thought about the crown prince interfering in Jiang Ming's affairs. The crown prince was doing him a favor. Well, he didn't want to let Jiang Ming go. If he dared to hang him, he would have to keep his life.
The third prince regretted it. If he had known earlier that he would have intervened, he would have gotten the person out first. As for Jiang Ming’s life, it was too easy to take it.
The Fourth Prince thought that the Crown Prince had done a lot of extraordinary things in the past two years, and this time he even sent someone to see Lord Zhou openly. The Crown Prince's whereabouts were becoming more and more confusing.
In the evening, Zhulan learned the news and said, "Send someone over tomorrow. There is chaos in the Jiang Mansion."
Zhou Shuren, "I won't send anyone close to me. Let Dong send a maid to shake things up. You don't need to intervene in anything else."
Zhulan thought so too, and said in a relaxed tone: "It's better to solve it earlier, so you don't have to worry about it too much."
Zhou Shuren really didn't care about it. It was good enough that he could intervene. What would happen to Jiang Ming in the future depended entirely on Jiang Ming's own life. He was not so kind as to worry about Jiang Ming.
Zhu Lan continued: "Now that Jiang Ming has lost his official position and left the capital, where will he go?"
Zhou Shuren, "He will follow Dong Yiyi back to her mother's home."
Zhulan raised her eyebrows, "I thought you were going to say he would stay in Jinzhou!"
Zhou Shuren sneered, "He won't stay. He knows in his heart that staying here now is just a temporary measure. If he stays, it's hard to say whether Jiang Muchen and Jiang Mulan can survive."
Zhulan was silent. Accidental death was too easy in ancient times. If the Jiang family wanted to stay safely in Jinzhou City, it would be impossible unless they lived in Zhou Mansion.
Zhou Shuren continued, "And Jiang Ming knows that I will go to Beijing in the future, and he doesn't know when. But once I leave, he can't go back to Beijing, and then death will still be waiting for him. It's better to stay away and return to the Dong family's hometown. Dong Yiyi can rely on the Dong family and protect the two children."
Zhulan had no time to sympathize with Dong Yiyi, she just sighed, "One wrong step leads to all the wrong steps."
Zhou Shuren said, "Don't think about it. You've been tired these past few days. Go to bed early after dinner."
Zhulan pressed her brows and said, "Well, I don't want to think about it anymore."
Zhou Shuren was itching to know about the birthday present. He had been paying attention to it, but he didn't see any present in the house. "Come to think of it, my birthday is coming soon. Have you prepared a present for my wife?"
Zhulan curled her lips and said, "I'm ready. We'll know when the time comes."
Zhou Shuren counted the days and realized that he still had to wait.
Early the next morning, Dong Chuchu sent her maid and Xiao Si to the capital city in a carriage.
In the capital, the Jiang Mansion was surrounded by officials early in the morning. All the people in the Jiang Mansion were gathered in one room. This was because there was an order from above not to disturb the owner, otherwise, the officials would not be so polite.
Jiang Mulan hid in her mother's arms in fear. Jiang Muchen was still young and his hands were shaking a little.
The old women and maids in the room had already cried their hearts out, and several concubines looked like they were about to faint.
The only calm person was Dong Yiyi. She felt relieved as everything was over. The only pity was that she didn't have much dowry left. All she could take with her was her dowry. The dowry she had saved for her daughter would be confiscated. If she had known this earlier, she would have supplemented her own dowry.
The Jiang Mansion was not large, and the officials who were in charge of the confiscation were very experienced. They completed the confiscation quickly, checked Dong Yiyi's dowry, and gave them a deadline to leave the house the next day. Soon they all left with their boxes.
Dong Yiyi was relatively calm. She asked the bride to keep the dowry and took the servant's indenture and released her.
The dowry doorman ran in in a panic, "Madam, the master is back."
Dong Yiyi looked coldly at the concubine who was kneeling on the ground and begging to leave, "Is there something wrong with the master?"
The doorman's lips trembled, "The master's leg is broken."
He went out to see what was happening because he heard the noise. The master was left at the door and had fainted.
Dong Yiyi took a deep breath and pinched her palm hard. At least the person was still alive. "Let's go get a doctor."
The concierge whispered, "The doctor won't come."
Dong Yiyi mourned in silence, and heard a group of footsteps again. When she came to her senses, the elder of the Jiang family had already walked in, and they had no good intentions!