"Okay, Steward Yan, you've worked hard, go down and rest!"

After Mr. Hong Ya left the official house, his cloudy and faint old eyes flashed with excitement.

"Yijun, send someone out to inquire and see if Ao'er is here."

"Yes, Dad!" Jiang Yijun walked to the door and slapped his face, and soon someone answered.

"Help me to sit in the ancestral hall, and you can also go down to rest, there are still a few hours before dawn, there is no need to accompany me to suffer."

"Yes!" Jiang Yijun retreated and hurried back to his courtyard.

Mrs. Jiang was accompanied by the maid, and was sitting under the lamp embroidering a fan, when she saw Jiang Yijun coming in with a serious expression, she hurriedly withdrew from the maid and got up to serve him to change clothes.

"It's good to leave these things to the people to do, don't embroider and sew clothes at night in the future, wouldn't it be a waste of time to hurt your eyes?"

"The lesson of the master is that it's just that Cui Ling has made a few stitches wrong, and I will be idle to correct her, and I will never do this kind of thing in the future." Mrs. Jiang smiled and followed her husband's words.

"Is Daddy already asleep?" The two of them lay down on the bed again, and Mrs. Jiang asked softly.

"No, I went to the ancestral hall."

Mrs. Jiang was startled, stood up and looked at Jiang Yijun in a panic.

"Why did Dad go to the ancestral hall?"

"Don't be nervous, nothing happened what you imagined." Jiang Yijun sighed, couldn't sleep, just sat up, and looked out the window at the thick night in a daze.

"Dad must be very excited in his heart now, he just wants to sit quietly for a while and calm down."

"Master, I don't understand what you said, what happened?"

"Steward Yan came back from the inn that was on fire, and he told his father a shocking news." As he spoke, Jiang Yijun glanced meaningfully at the lady beside him.

"Oh master, don't sell it, tell me quickly!"

"He said he saw the prince."

"Jing ...... Lord Jing? Mrs. Jiang was so surprised that she almost bit her tongue.

"So, I want you to go shopping tomorrow, in case you can see the prince?"

"Okay, okay, I'll go get ready now." Mrs. Jiang was overjoyed, and as she spoke, she was about to go down to the ground to dress and wash.

"It's not dawn yet, come and lie down, it's important to recuperate."

Jiang Yijun also felt that his decision was wise, after all, there were few people in the family who had seen Mu Qingao's portrait, and he couldn't let all the servants go to the street to meet by chance, and more importantly, Taizhou Mansion Wei Zhifu was Mu Qingsong's lackey, and what the prince had done to King Jing over the years was hard to write.

Every time the second brother came back with a letter, he would write in detail how the prince in the court addressed Mu Qingao, and the old man would lose his temper for a long time after reading it, and then he didn't think about tea and dinner for a few days, and he burst into tears when he thought of his daughter who died tragically.

If the Wei Governor senses something, won't it cause trouble for King Jing again?

Early the next morning, the servants of the Jiang family found that the masters seemed to get up early, and Mr. Hong Ya sat in the dining room in high spirits and waited for the meal to start, faintly as if there was some happy event.

It is said that good moods will be contagious to each other, this family has been shrouded in gloom for several years, it is rare to see a kind and radiant smile on Mr. Hong Ya's face, and the servants are also secretly happy, doing things with half the effort.

After finishing the meal, Mr. Hong Ya did not go directly to the academy for the first time, but changed into ordinary clothes, pulled his son and daughter-in-law, who were also simple, and went out shopping.

"Dad, you should still sit in a sedan chair!" Jiang Yijun was worried that the old man's legs and feet were inconvenient, so he specially asked people to prepare a soft sedan car to follow behind.

"It's okay, I'll walk slowly, this body won't collapse."

What a happy thing it should be to look at your grandson before you die, you can't bear it, you can't forget it, and your grandson is in pain!

The world thinks that he has devoted his life to preaching and teaching and solving doubts, and he is respected all over the world, so he should be satisfied with his legs and close his eyes.

But who can understand an old man with a delicate heart, who has buried the pain in his heart for many years?

He has answered questions and solved doubts all his life, but no one has solved his "doubts".

What did he have to do to protect the peace of his poor grandson?

Early in the morning, there were no pedestrians on the road, and a few shops opened sporadically, and the people inside found that the old man standing on the side of the road was Mr. Hong Ya, who was highly respected, and he was busy coming out to say hello, which caused a lot of sensation for a while.

Mr. Hong Ya hurriedly got into the sedan chair, he lived in a simple place, and his range of activities was only at home and in the academy, how could the people of Taizhou know him?

The old people don't know that every year the students who come to Taizhou to study, or the scholars who are ready to enter Beijing to take the exam, will bring the portrait of Mr. Hong Ya with them, bless them with their academic success, and the title of the gold list.

It's not good to wander around like this, I found King Jing in the inn yesterday, so the family decided to try their luck at the fire inn.

The housekeeper went in to express Mr. Hong Ya's concern for the inn, and then he knocked on the side and asked about the guests who stayed yesterday.

The shopkeeper was grateful to the Jiang family for helping him at a critical time, so he didn't hide it and told him about the guests who stayed yesterday.

Steward Yan panicked after confirming it repeatedly.

"Sir, one of the guests mentioned by the shopkeeper is likely to be the prince, and the location of the fire is their room."

What do you mean by that? Someone deliberately set the fire to death......"

Mr. Hong Ya's face turned pale, and Jiang Yijun took out the life-saving pill in a panic and stuffed it into his old father's mouth.

"No, no!" Mr. Hong Ya waved his hand sadly, his grandson is being hunted down! Is it the crown prince? He is so unconfident to inherit the unification? Why make things difficult for his poor grandson everywhere?

In addition...... "Steward Yan doesn't know whether to talk about it or not."

"Say, what can't you say?"

This is already the worst news, and what could be more depressing than in front of you?

"The shopkeeper said that the man came to the hotel with a large group of people, and there were four carriages alone, and there were almost 20 people guarding the maids and women."

A few people were a little dumbfounded, how could Mu Qingao go out, how could he bring so many people? Did the housekeeper see the wrong person?

"Are they still living in it?" Mr. Hong Ya asked calmly.

Isn't it Mu Qingao, just go in and take a look?

Steward Yan shook his head in embarrassment, "Yesterday there was a fire in their room, but fortunately, they were found in time, and they had safely evacuated and moved to another inn." ”

Mr. Hong Ya stood up abruptly and said excitedly, "Let's go, go to other inns and have a look." ”

"Dad, if it's not the prince, wouldn't it be tiring your old man? Why don't you go back to the academy first, Xinru and I will go shopping again, and we will notify you as soon as there is news! ”

"No, the academy is on holiday today, and I also take the opportunity to rest, don't you always ask me to stop and recuperate? I have sent people to the academy to let the children move freely. ”

Jiang Yijun looked at his old father dumbfounded, but after thinking about it, he understood his father's thoughts, he couldn't do anything today, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to eat if he didn't confirm it in person.

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