The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

Chapter 164 Guilt

Jiang Shi'an's eyes fell on Jiang Wenjing's hand and bent leg at his side. It was hard to imagine that in the ancient times when resources were scarce, his bones were broken and then connected one by one, and only half a year had passed, and now he could walk.

He didn't know how much pain this elder brother had endured, but he also understood that he wanted to get better as soon as possible, come to see Jiang Shian, and not let his younger brother worry.

A sense of guilt suddenly rose in my heart.

But Jiang Wenjing was still a step too late.

He is not Jiang Shian, not his biological brother.

Jiang Shian lowered his head, not knowing whether he should tell the truth.

The joy that had just risen in my heart after surviving a disaster and meeting each other again was about to be shattered so quickly.

He still felt a little bit reluctant, so he clenched his fingers tightly and decided to tell Jiang Wenjing all the facts when they came back from suppressing the bandits.

Perhaps, by then, he, the liar, will be homeless again.

Jiang Wenjing didn't notice that there was anything wrong with Jiang Shian. He just thought that Jiang Shian was too sad after hearing about what happened to him, so he kept his head down and remained silent.

Then he changed the subject: "Then mother..."

Jiang Shian reorganized his thoughts and told Jiang Wenjing everything he had investigated during this period.

Mrs. Jiang was forced to death by Jiang Boyuan and his wife in order to protect Jiang Shian.

Mr. Jiang died, leaving behind such a huge fortune, which became a hot potato for Mrs. Jiang.

Everyone wanted to snatch it. She was just a woman, and she had learned a lot of words from following Master Jiang over the years, but she knew nothing about business.

Mrs. Jiang did not intend to monopolize everything, but her eldest son was about to take the imperial examination and needed money, and her youngest son was in poor health and also needed money.

How could Jiang Boyuan be willing to give away part of the wealth he had obtained? He threatened Jiang Shian that if Madam Jiang didn't die, then Jiang Shian, who had half of the inheritance, would have to accompany Master Jiang.

Mrs. Jiang begged the other party, saying that she was willing to follow Mr. Jiang, and only hoped that they would spare her son's life. Not to mention the huge family property, she only hoped that her youngest son could have enough food and clothing.

For Jiang Boyuan, a foolish child is much easier to deal with than a woman who wants to avenge her husband.

In order to protect her young son, Mrs. Jiang crashed into the coffin and died the next day.

Everyone in the mansion only said that the lady loved the master deeply and was too shocked, so she followed him. It was not clear that she was forced to do so and just wanted to protect her little son.

All these things were found out from Wang Cong.

Wang Cong was the servant who followed Jiang Shian before. That guy betrayed his original owner just to get close to Jiang Xian, thinking he could become successful.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xian was such a ruthless character. He accidentally found out that Wang Cong was meddling in some matters concerning Madam Jiang, so he decided to go all out and broke Wang Cong's legs and threw him into a mass grave.

He was doomed to die, but Wang Cong was lucky enough to meet a homeless old man in a mass grave. He traded his clothes with the man and was able to save his life.

When the shadow guard told Jiang Shian this, Jiang Shian couldn't help but sneered out loud.

Look how familiar this scene is.

When the shadow guard found Wang Cong, he was in an abandoned temple in the South District slums. He was half-naked and almost dead, with only his last breath left.

Perhaps he felt guilty, knowing that it was Jiang Shian who was investigating the previous matters, he told the shadow guard everything he knew, and died just after he signed the contract.

The original owner's death was closely related to him. Jiang Shin'an was not kind enough to help with the funeral of such a treacherous person, so he directly asked the shadow guards to carry the body to his home.

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The two people in the house were chatting animatedly, but the atmosphere between the two people standing on the corridor outside was a little awkward.

Lin Le glanced at the famous Prince Zhanbei standing next to him. He had only seen this legendary figure from afar at some large palace banquets in the palace. This was the first time he had met him at such a close distance.

Lin Le touched his chin with his fingers, his thoughts drifting away.

Not to mention that he is really far from the legendary King Zhan Bei. The legend says that he is a Jade-faced Rakshasa, a Shura who can hurt people without blinking an eye, and can fight ten people alone on the battlefield. It is said that the generals of the enemy countries were so scared that they wet their pants when they heard of King Zhan Bei's reputation.

Now, looking at it from a distance of several steps, he realized that it was not that exaggerated at all. At most, the aura was a little cold.

However, as soon as my eyes met the young man inside, I felt a spring breeze on my face.

Lin Le shifted his gaze to Ji Yinghuai's expressionless face. He looked just as the rumors said, a handsome and elegant young man.

Gee tut.

As I was sighing, I suddenly met a sharp gaze.

Lin Le came back to his senses and looked up to see Ji Yinghuai giving him a cold glance.

His face was expressionless, and his eyes showed no emotion.

He was frightened, but pretended to be calm and greeted him, "How are you these days, my lord?"

"Ah."

Ji Yinghuai withdrew his gaze, his eyes fell on the rockery in the distance, but his ears were paying attention to the movements in the house.

It was a very cold and brief answer.

Lin Le choked and asked curiously, "My Lord, are you familiar with the boy inside?"

"Ok?"

Still one word.

Lin Le gave up, and bravely moved closer, whispering: "Prince, can you help me put in a good word? I like his eldest brother, but it's a pity that this guy is a fool. I heard that this little brother is his younger brother, and he can't handle Jiang Wenjing. I'll try to see if I can ask his younger brother to help me. I see that you are quite familiar with the young man inside, and he smiled when he saw you."

Ji Yinghuai finally set his sights on Lin Le and frowned.

Lin Le stood there nervously, not daring to move.

After a moment, Ji Yinghuai spoke: "How long have you been here this time? When will you return to Beijing?"

"Ah?" Lin Le was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Ji Yinghuai to ask this question.

He replied, "About a month. The emperor thinks highly of Wen Jing. He has just been awarded the title of No. 1 Scholar and has not yet been assigned any position, but he has asked him to lead troops to suppress the bandits. The emperor knows about the Jiang family and has given him an extra half month to handle the matter here."

Everyone in the capital knows that King Zhanbei is in Qingping County. With King Zhanbei around, it is not an easy task to defeat a group of bandits. It is equivalent to a free credit.

Everyone understood that the emperor wanted to honor the new number one scholar. After all, this number one scholar had won three top prizes in the imperial examination, so his talent was beyond doubt. His family background was clean and he had no connection with any aristocratic families in the capital.

If they are trained, they will only be staunch royalists in the future.