Chapter 170: My son recommends Jiang Yueyang to be the Crown Princess
Chapter 170: My son recommends Jiang Yueyang to be the Crown Princess
The Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Revenue was immediately confused. Why would my daughter be a Nanzhao?
Not only was the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Revenue confused, but Emperor Yuan and everyone else present were also confused.
If they remembered correctly, Lord Zhang's deceased wife was from the Hongnong Yang family.
Although he was born out of wedlock, he could never be a Nanzhao person or have mixed Nanzhao blood!
what is the problem?
Jiang Yueyang was extremely excited. [Tell me quickly, isn't she Lord Zhang's daughter? How did she become a Nanzhao person?]
At this point, Xie Xu and the other two had already temporarily classified the Chishui and Turkic spies as suspects for investigation.
In order to avoid Jiang Yueyang and the spies becoming suspicious, they also listed other people as suspects.
The system explained: [Master Zhang's eldest daughter was born to his deceased wife. She was driven to live on the farm when she was seven years old.]
When Mr. Zhang's second wife heard this, her face turned pale as a sheet.
【why? 】
[Because Master Zhang's second wife couldn't accommodate her.]
Jiang Yueyang subconsciously looked towards the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and his eyes slowly locked onto the woman beside him.
[There must be a reason for driving her to the manor, right? Disrespect for elders, disobedience, or causing her miscarriage.]
[Neither.] The system said, [She falsely accused Mr. Zhang's eldest daughter of cruelly pushing her into the pond, intending to drown her.]
Everyone couldn't help but sigh inwardly, what a terrible woman!
But is it necessary to be so cruel to a little girl who has lost her mother?
Jiang Yueyang clicked his tongue and shook his head. [How cruel! They actually accused a seven-year-old of matricide!]
Mrs. Zhang felt cold all over and her hands were shaking.
She could feel countless gazes stabbing her like cold knives.
The system continued: [Master Zhang’s eldest daughter was sent to the farm to fend for herself. Master Zhang treated her as if she didn’t exist and never visited her.
Therefore, apart from a maidservant who came with her to the farm and a few servants there, no one knew what she looked like.
[So... the Nanzhao spies killed everyone in the manor, then disguised themselves as Mr. Zhang's daughter and returned to the Zhang family?]
The system responded, "Indeed. Three years ago, Nanzhao spies set fire to the manor, attracting Master Zhang."
After all, they were his daughters, and people's gossip was scary, so Master Zhang took them back to the Zhang family.
After hearing what the system said, Jiang Yueyang couldn't help but look at Emperor Yuan. [The Nanzhao's evil ambitions are obvious. I wonder how long Your Majesty can sit on the throne?]
Emperor Yuan: “…”
You don't have to worry about it, Daxia will surely last for thousands of years!
After a while, Emperor Yuan gave the prince a wink.
After the Crown Prince understood Emperor Yuan's intention, he immediately said, "Father, Lady Xiao Jiang is injured. Why not let her go down and treat her wound first?"
Emperor Yuan gave Jiang Yueyang a pretentious look, then waved his hand, "Yuanzheng Guo, give Jiang Yueyang a good look."
Yuanzheng looked troubled. "Your Majesty, the two guards of His Majesty the Third Prince and Lord Xiao Jiang are seriously injured. We are unable to spare them."
Hearing this, Jiang Yueyang waved his hand and said, "Your Majesty, I only have some minor injuries. You can handle them yourself."
Seeing Emperor Yuan nod, Jiang Yueyang immediately bowed and took his leave.
After confirming that she entered her room, Xie Xu and others immediately controlled the four spies.
When Jiang Yueyang came out after treating her wound, she found Lu Yunting standing at the door holding the white fox, and the lobby was empty.
Jiang Yueyang asked, "Where are your Majesty and the others?"
"He went back, and the others were taken back for questioning."
"That……"
"Lord Xie is very skilled at interrogation. It won't be long before he finds the spy. You don't have to worry too much about Minister Jiang and the others. His Majesty is well aware of the situation."
"That……"
"Miss Gu and the others are relatives of important officials. If they cooperate with the investigation and there are no problems, they will be allowed to return home."
Jiang Yueyang reached out and touched the white fox in his arms, and asked with a smile: "Are you the roundworm in my stomach? I only said one word and you knew what I was going to ask."
Lu Yunting held her hand, his eyes fell on the wound on the back of her hand, his brows slightly furrowed, "Why don't you apply medicine?"
"It's just a minor scratch from a branch. It will heal quickly. No need for medicine."
Regardless of whether the injury was minor or major, Lu Yunting put down the white fox in his arms and took out the medicine powder and gently sprinkled it on the wound.
Jiang Yueyang let him apply medicine on her, with an unconcealable smile in her eyes and the corners of her mouth never falling.
"Lu Yunting, guess what I'm going to ask you next?"
"I'm waiting for you."
Hearing this, Jiang Yueyang's eyes curved with laughter.
At this time, the white fox on the ground seemed dissatisfied with being ignored and rubbed Lu Yunting's leg with its head.
After applying the medicine, Lu Yunting did not let go of her hand and just held it.
He bent down and picked up the white fox on the ground and looked at her, "Go back."
Jiang Yueyang nodded, pulled him into the room, picked up the baby panda, and left the enclosure hand in hand.
Three days later, the four spies were interrogated by Xie Xu and others on several appropriate grounds.
Among them, the reason why Mr. Zhang’s fake daughter was exposed was that Mrs. Zhang suspected that she was not the daughter of the Zhang family.
Then, they found the letters they used to communicate with Nanzhao in the fake daughter's room.
At this point, all the detained people were sent home, and Jiang Yueyang's vacation officially ended.
On the fourth day, in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.
Regarding the matter of spies, Emperor Yuan asked all civil and military officials to check the people in their own families.
If after self-investigation, there are still spies coming from the civil and military officials, regardless of whether they know about it or not, they will all be guilty of the same crime!
For a time, people panic.
Jiang Yueyang looked at the uneasiness on the faces of the civil and military officials, and thankfully said to the system: "Little melon, thankfully I have you. I don't have to worry about spies sneaking in."
[Isn't it true? I'm not completely useless.]
The eyes of the civil and military officials who were originally in a state of panic suddenly lit up. They could invite Lord Xiao Jiang to take a walk around the mansion!
When the time comes, I'll bring up the matter of the spy with a worried look on my face. Lord Xiao Jiang is so gossipy that he will definitely ask about that little kid!
Just do it!
At this time, the Left Prime Minister stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is already quite old, and as the heir apparent, he should be canonized as a Crown Princess as soon as possible."
Prince: ...Is twenty years old not considered young?
Emperor Yuan glanced at the ministers below calmly and asked, "Do you have any candidates?"
The system was very excited, [Host, it's here, this day has finally arrived!]
[Shut up!] Jiang Yueyang prayed silently, [Gentlemen, please be merciful and don't mention my name.]
Civil and military officials: Don't worry, we are all counting on you to catch the spies, and we don't want you to be the one to suffer the consequences.
Lord Wei was the first to speak: "I recommend the Left Prime Minister's youngest daughter, Wen Shuyan, to be the Crown Princess."
"I recommend the Grand Tutor's granddaughter, Miss Gu Ruo."
"I recommend General Zhenguo's sixth daughter."
"Father, I recommend Jiang Yueyang to be the Crown Princess."
As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell silent.
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