After being expelled from the palace, she returned with her cub and amazed the whole city

Jiang Shuyue's words stunned everyone present.

No one has calculated the total population of Wanling Kingdom. Is the woman in front of me exaggerating when she said that the prince has rescued more than 100,000 people?

"Master Du, what do you think of this matter?" One of the officials asked with clear eyes and cupped his hands.

Du Zhong glanced at everyone and returned to the old question, "Who do you think will win tonight?"

Jiang Shuyue: "..."

As expected of a veteran immersed in officialdom, her words only moved everyone a little.

When faced with their own interests, they are still hesitant and weighing the left and right.

Everyone shook their heads and sighed again.

An official in his fifties stood up and said: "I believe that since ancient times, those who win the hearts of the people win the world. King Yannan has strong financial resources, strong soldiers and horses, and has a greater chance of winning than the one in the palace."

Hearing what the man said, Jiang Shuyue felt secretly happy.

This person can be the first to stand up and express his opinions. He must have a high official position. He doesn't even call himself the emperor, which shows that the balance in his heart has slowly tilted.

"Your Majesty, what you said makes sense. Can the rest of you tell me your opinions?"

Seeing that everyone was timid and hesitant, Du Zhong knocked on the armrest of the armchair and said, "If we haven't made a decision before dawn, we will wait to return to our hometown to retire."

Jiang Shuyue covered her lips and smiled softly.

"Why is Miss Jiang smiling?" asked an official nearest to him.

Jiang Shuyue stood up and gave a slight blessing to Du Zhong, "Uncle Du is right. You said that returning to your hometown to retire may not be possible. The prince is kind. He is a man who has been on the battlefield. He is decisive in killing. He Kindness may not be universal.”

The implication is that if you want to be a wallflower here, you have to do it as soon as possible. It is impossible to sit back and enjoy the success, otherwise everyone will not want to have a happy death.

"It's already late. If you don't have anything to ask, I won't delay the adults' discussion and leave." Jiang Shuyue took a step back.

Zhen Jingxiu also stood up quickly, "Just in time, Jingxiu will send Miss Jiang back."

"My dear nephew, you haven't told me what Master Zhen thinks about this matter?" Du Zhong asked quickly when he saw that Zhen Jingxiu was about to leave.

Zhen Jingxiu bowed his hand to Du Zhong and said, "Thank you Uncle Du for trusting me. My grandfather is in poor health and has been concerned about political affairs over the years.

My nephew is immersed in private school all day long and has no ambition. According to my nephew's personal opinion, it is already rotten and cannot bear the heavy responsibility of Wanling. It is not a bad idea to try another one. "

Zhen Jingxiu's efforts completely eliminated his grandfather. He was just a scholar, so it didn't matter if he spoke boldly.

Even if the throne of the Song family was saved, it would be hard for the emperor to compete with a scholar.

"What my nephew means..."

Before Du Zhong could ask again, Zhen Jingxiu handed over and left.

The two of them left Du Mansion and walked back along the alley they came from.

Jiang Shuyue saw Zhen Jingxiu followed by a book boy, and then she realized that Zhen Jingxiu was also walking to Du Mansion.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the seemingly peaceful night is full of undercurrents.

The distant sounds of fighting disappeared.

"Miss, look, there's a fire in the palace."

Zhen Jingxiu turned around first and saw the fire lighting up the sky red.

"It seems to be the location of Qianqing Palace."

"Did the crown prince win?" Jiang Shuyue's eyes sparkled.

Gao Mu said: "Miss, let Cangyun escort you back, while my subordinates go to find out the news."

Gao Mu was loyal to Jiang Shuyue and also cared about the safety of his son.

"You go with Cangyun."

Zhen's family is a scholarly family, so Gao Mu naturally believes in Zhen Jingxiu's character.

The two of them accepted the order with their hands in hand, and disappeared in a flash.

Zhen Jingxiu was stunned.

It took a while for her to regain her composure, "It turns out that the girl is being protected by such a high-level person, but it's because of her stupidity."

Zhenfu has a large population and hundreds of servants. There are some servants who are good at boxing and kung fu. Compared with Gao Mu and Cangyun, they are incomparable.

The bright moonlight shines on her bright face, like the fairy Chang'e in the Moon Palace.

Zhen Jingxiu was filled with doubts. Is she really the daughter of a merchant?

Looking around the capital, even the Prime Minister's Mansion can't find such a strong martial arts boy.

"Miss Jiang hopes that the prince will win?"

"That position should be occupied by a virtuous person. The true master must have heard a rumor that Emperor Renzong once left an imperial edict for the Xiao family. The descendants of the Song family are incompetent. If the Xiao family came to protect Wanling Kingdom, it would be justifiable."

Jiang Shuyue said and continued walking back.

Zhen Jingxiu also followed, "That's not a rumor, it's true. I heard it from my grandfather. My great-grandfather also participated in drafting the decree."

The father of the great scholar Zhen was once an editor of the Hanlin Academy. Emperor Renzong trusted Zhen's family very much. Jiang Shuyue had heard a little about these old stories.

Just as he was about to approach Jiang Mansion, Zhen Jingxiu stopped and said, "Grandpa and Jingxiu also have a high opinion of the prince."

Jiang Shuyue smiled lightly, "The true great scholar has a unique vision, which makes Shuyue admire him deeply."

Jiang Shuyue still went back through Jiaomen.

Zhen Jingxiu looked at the closed corner door and murmured to himself: "I also have unique vision, why don't you see Miss Jiang praising me too?"

"Miss, you are finally back. This slave is almost dying of anxiety."

Jiang Shuyue walked into the backyard and saw Qiu Ju walking towards her.

"Why are you anxious? With Gao Mu and Cangyun, I'm safe."

Qiu Ju looked behind Jiang Shuyue, "Where are the two of them? Why didn't they escort the young lady back?"

"I asked them to go find out the news. It's getting late, so you should go and have a rest."

Jiang Shuyue said as she looked towards the flower hall and saw that the candles had been extinguished inside.

Qiu Ju said: "Miss, please go in and wash up quickly. Mr. Nangong and Sui Sui have gone back to Shaohuayuan."

"Miss, there are some things that this slave should not say, but this slave is feeling panicked." Qiu Ju walked to the door and opened the curtain to let Jiang Shuyue in.

Jiang Shuyue paused and asked curiously: "Why are you panicking? Gao Mu proposed to you?"

"Miss, you are still making fun of me. I am worried about you."

When Jiang Shuyue entered the room, Qiu Ju put down the bead curtain and stamped her foot, she was so embarrassed that she was so shy.

Jiang Shuyue walked to the dressing table and slowly took off the hairpin.

Seeing Qiu Ju anxious and shy, Jiang Shuyue said hurriedly: "Why should I be anxious? I saw it when Gao Mu gave you the golden hairpin. He has almost spent all his personal money, right?"

Before Qiu Ju could defend herself, Jiang Shuyue said with a smile, "The shoes on Gao Mu's feet were made by you, right? Don't hide them next time. One of you is unmarried and the other is unmarried. Both Lan'er and Mei'er can see that they are in love."

"I……"

"Don't worry, wait a minute, you and Gao Mu are not young anymore, we will get married during the Chinese New Year."

Qiu Ju's face was as embarrassed as a cooked shrimp, "Miss, I'm not in a hurry. I feel aggrieved for Mr. Nangong."

"What? Nangong Zeyue also likes you?"

Jiang Shuyue's hand shook and the comb slipped from her hand.

He looked astonished.

"Miss, where are you thinking? I can't help but see that Mr. Nangong is so kind to the young master. He picks him up during the day, plays with him when he comes home, and sleeps with the young master at night. Miss, shouldn't you? Give him an identity."

Qiu Ju's words were sincere.