Chapter 493: A Son, a Monk
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There are still two days to play, and Jiang Chuanxiong only has time to read now. Undoubtedly, this was the most hasty preparation Jiang Chuanxiong had ever made.
He set up a temporary study next to Jiang Yuetang's room, moved all the materials that should be seen and used, lit a small lamp, and fought all night.
Because he was always worried about Jiang Yuetang, it was difficult for him to concentrate, and he couldn't help but run to the next room every once in a while to take a look, and by the way, he learned about Jiang Yuetang's latest situation.
"The warmth of her palm has been there, and there has been a faint breath between her nose, don't worry. Mrs. Tao said.
Zhen Huiyuan also said with a warm sigh of relief: "Since taking the second Soul Rejuvenation Pill this morning, her complexion has been better than yesterday, and she will definitely get better day by day in the future." β
Jiang Chuanxiong asked Yin Heng: "If there is no accident in her situation, she should be able to last for some time, right?"
Yin Heng nodded and said, "If the toxicity doesn't attack, it should be able to last for a few days, but I'm afraid that the toxicity will attack suddenly." β
The threat still existed, Jiang Chuanxiong didn't dare to be careless, he glanced at Jiang Yuetang again before going back to the next room to read.
While reading the book, Jiang Chuanxiong thought of Jiang Yuetang's escape from death this time, and thought that he had let the murderer go unpunished because of insufficient evidence, so he couldn't help but clench his fists.
During this period, the emperor and he both sent people to investigate the case, but because there were no witnesses at that time, and the murder weapon was a very common one and there were no fingerprints of the murderer left on it, the case could not make new progress for a long time.
Now, he asked the emperor to withdraw the people sent by the emperor to investigate, leaving only a few of his own people to continue the investigation.
Obviously, due to the lack of key evidence, it is difficult to solve this case in a short period of time, but Jiang Chuanxiong probably knows who the murderer is.
Actually, it's not hard to guess, but even if you can guess, there's no way to take someone else, because you don't have strong evidence at hand.
"If you do much injustice, you will be killed. Jiang Chuanxiong said coldly, "One day your evil deeds will be revealed." β
Jiang Chuanxiong decided to turn this anger into strength, and wholeheartedly suppressed him in the cabinet first assistant competition, so that his dream of first assistant for more than ten years was once again disappointed.
Judging from the current situation, this can be regarded as Jiang Chuanxiong's most powerful revenge against that person.
Yes, he must sit firmly in the position of the first assistant, and don't give that person a chance to climb on his head, otherwise, not only his career will be suppressed, but the future of the entire Zhao Kingdom will also be affected to a certain extent.
That person, with bad intentions, can't let him sit in the position of first assistant under any circumstances.
Jiang Chuanxiong clenched his fists again, like a warrior about to go to the battlefield, his eyes were full of determination and fearlessness.
That night, Jiang Chuanxiong slept for more than two hours, and the rest of the time was spent reading books and visiting Jiang Yuetang.
In the blink of an eye, the morning came, and the sun shone in through the window, shining on Jiang Chuanxiong's body, and the room looked so bright, warm and beautiful because of the sunlight.
Jiang Chuanxiong raised his head from the half-foot-tall document and glanced out the window, and when he saw that the sun was shining and the years were quiet, he took a deep breath.
The first assistant competition every five years is already a clichΓ© for him, but he attaches great importance to it every time, for fear that he will have to give up the position of first assistant if he is not careful.
It's not that he is very attached to this position, he just thinks that as long as Sima Yu is still qualified to compete in this competition, he will have to hold this position, because obviously it is not easy for others to defeat Sima Yu, and even if there is, the chance is not great, rather than taking such a risk, it is better to keep this position steadily.
This position should be given to a person who, like him, is both decent and responsible, who is dedicated to the country and the people.
Of course, what he hopes most is to give it to Jiang Yuetang.
But now it is obvious that Jiang Yuetang is not qualified and qualified enough.
So he has to fight for this position for a few more years.
Zhen Huiyuan walked in with breakfast, served it to him personally, and said, "Today I cooked you millet porridge and sweet potato porridge, these are your favorite foods, eat more." β
As he spoke, he pushed a plate of red date cake in front of him.
At this time, Jiang Chuanxiong felt hungry, smiled and thanked him, and then picked up the porridge and drank it with relish.
Zhen Huiyuan looked at him who had lost a lot of weight and said, "You have worked hard these days. When you're done with the first match, take a good rest for a few days. β
When Jiang Chuanxiong heard this, he put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked at her and said, "If the poison on Tang'er's body is not removed for a day, I still dare not relax for a day." β
"But ......."
Before Zhen Huiyuan finished speaking, a maid came in and said, "Master, madam, there is a son and a monk outside the door who ask to see you." β
Jiang Chuanxiong was suddenly in high spirits.
Yesterday, before leaving, Yuzi told him that there would be someone who really saved Jiang Yuetang in the next few days, could it be that he was talking about the person who asked to see him outside the door?
As soon as Jiang Chuanxiong wanted to get up, he was stopped by Zhen Huiyuan, and Zhen Huiyuan said in a low voice: "I have to understand the identity of the other party, right? β
"Teacher Yuzi told me yesterday when he was leaving......" Jiang Chuanxiong hurriedly leaned close to Zhen Huiyuan's ear and said.
Zhen Huiyuan only relaxed her brows when she heard this, but she quickly calmed down and asked the maid, "Is there a name in the report?"
The maid shook her head.
Jiang Chuanxiong said, "I'd better go out and meet first." β
Without waiting for Zhen Huiyuan to agree, she walked out quickly.
Jiang Chuanxiong went out to take a look, but saw a young man about twenty-five or sixteen years old and a monk about thirty years old standing outside the door.
The young boy was dressed in a dark green robe, with a scarf tied in his bun, and the whole outfit was a bit like a scribe and a bit like a noble son, so that people couldn't guess his true identity for a while, but judging from his bearing and demeanor, he was definitely not from an ordinary family.
The monk was dressed in a gray-brown monk's robe, his eyes were like torches, and his expression was serene, and he was obviously also a person of extremely high cultivation.
Jiang Chuanxiong bowed his hand to them to greet them, and then asked, "Dare to ask where the two of you are from?
The young boy replied, "We have come from the border of Zhao Kingdom to save your little son." β
"No one in my family is sick. Jiang Chuanxiong said deliberately.
The monk clasped his palms together and said, "Amitabha, twelve days ago, the poor monk suddenly had a dream, dreaming that the son of Shoufu was seriously ill. He smiled again and said, "We have no malice, just to save someone's life." β
Jiang Chuanxiong looked at the young boy and asked, "....... is this son again?"
The young man smiled slightly, and arched his hand: "I'll talk to you in detail after entering the house." β
Jiang Chuanxiong remembered what Teacher Yuzi had instructed before leaving, so he didn't dare to slack off and immediately welcomed them in.