Dressed as cannon fodder, fake daughter, she worked hard

Chapter 284 Where are you
"So..." The emperor lightly tapped the translucent wrench with his index finger, feeling excited, "When is your birthday, and what token do you have with you, if not, I will find your parents for you?"

Jiang Yan raised his head in surprise, looked directly into the emperor's eyes, and immediately drooped his eyebrows.

The emperor didn't care about his momentary disrespect, but waited intently for him to continue.

Jiang Yan thought for a while, and replied: "I heard from Mrs. Jiang's family that I was picked up on July [-]th of the second year of Xinghong. At that time, there were some jade pendants in the barrel, but I don't know where they are now."

The emperor asked again: "Do you have a birthmark or... anything else to prove your identity?"

But the young man just shook his head.

The emperor loosened his fingers slightly.

In fact, the emperor had already sent people to find out about these situations, but he thought that he could get some more information.

The emperor was a little disappointed and said nothing more.

Of course, he didn't show any uneasiness either.

Before leaving, Jiang Yan heard a voice behind him: "The seventh son of the Xie family is coming to visit."

It was Eunuch Xu's voice.

When Xie Wanglin passed by him, they looked at each other.

The Xie family's building has collapsed, but Xie Wanglin has made great contributions to the crime and cannot be confused with it.

How the emperor will deal with Xie Wanglin is also one of the hot topics in court at this time.

Afterwards, Jiang Yan left the palace and returned to his residence.

After moving away from Jiangpinghou's Mansion, Jiang Yan lived in a closed courtyard house that he bought later. The location was remote and the area was small. Except for Grandma Gu and Si Ling, there were only a few servants who did sweeping, washing, sewing, and mending.

But today is a bit lively.

Granny Gu commanded two servants to move things one after another to the wing room and the side room. These were rewards from the emperor, including gold, silver, jade, and silk brocades.

The flow of rewards came, and it was something to be happy for anyone, but Grandma Gu couldn't be happy at all.

When she saw Jiang Yan, her face was even slightly sad: "My lord..."

Grandma Gu hesitated to speak, Jiang Yan glanced at those boxes and cages, and said with a smile: "You just keep it."

Jiang Yan began to investigate her own life experience when she met Granny Gu when she was 14 years old.

The emperor thought that he had noticed some clues. By coincidence, Zhao found Zhong Suyun who was still alive, and asked the hidden guards to bring Zhong Suyun into the palace without knowing it.

Jiang Yan knew very early on that he was not from the Jiang family, and even knew clearly that his biological father was the ninety-five-year-old who sat high in the hall.

It's just that in the past, I never wanted to use this life experience to achieve any purpose.

But Xiao Huairen absolutely shouldn't, he shouldn't touch the people around him.

Fighting for power?

He stays with him to the end.

……

Mushan Temple.

Master Yinkong suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked in a trembling voice: "What did you say? Can you say it again?"

Lian Yu's lips parted slightly, and he spoke a series of words, with weird pronunciation, not Da Xiao's lingua franca, nor Xijiang dialect either.

Even Master Yinkong couldn't understand these words, he just felt very familiar, pointed at the bamboo slip tremblingly, and didn't say a word for a long time.

Jiang Xian frowned: "How?"

After digesting this matter again, Master Yinkong finally opened his mouth and sighed again: "It would be great if my senior brother was here."

Jiang Xian: ...

Okay, if you say it, you don't say it.

Master Yinkong coughed twice, and said with a smile: "I'm not saying that I can't do anything, since this little friend has such an extraordinary talent, give me a little more time, I believe it will definitely solve your problem."

Jiang Xian pursed her lips tightly and said concisely: "How long?"

"Well..." Master Yinkong laughed.

the meaning is obvious
— He didn't know either.

It could be tomorrow, it could be tonight, or it could be in the foreseeable future.

Jiang Xian looked deeply at Master Yinkong, thinking about the possibility of putting a knife around his neck and forcing him to hurry up.

In the end all she said was, "As soon as possible."

"No matter which way, as long as it can be done, the [-] sesame oil money will be donated to Mushan Temple."

Either bring the person back, or send her back.

Master Yinkong glanced at the silent Lian Yu: "Then this little boy..."

"give it to you."

After Jiang Xian finished speaking, leaving Ling Ying in the temple, he returned to the Jiangping Hou Mansion.

The rocks in Yusheng Courtyard are still exquisite and lovely, and the plantains are evergreen, just like when Jiang Sheng was awake.Only the pear trees that bloomed in large areas in spring, with their leaves drooping slightly and falling with the wind, showed a desolate and withered appearance.

Spring has long passed, and autumn is almost over.

Jiang Xian went directly to the innermost place as before, and there was someone studying next to the bed. It was the girl that Mrs. Hou had assigned to Yushengyuan.

Seeing her, the girl called out "Miss Xian", then bowed and retreated.

The weather was getting colder, and Mrs. Hou was afraid of freezing Jiang Sheng, so she asked someone to put on a three-layer bed curtain of silk, satin, and gauze. At this moment, the two thickest layers of bed curtains were pulled up, leaving only a thin layer. Plain yarn.

Jiang Xian didn't touch the jade-colored curtain, but put the canna into the red-glazed willow-leaf vase, picked up the book that had just been put down, and leaned against the bed.

She rolled up the book and then spread it out flat. After browsing casually for a while, she looked away, and her eyes fell on the girl lying peacefully on the couch through the gauze curtain.

The person inside the curtain quietly closed his eyes, gentle and well-behaved.

Suddenly Jiang Xian asked in a low voice: "Where are you now?"

"Little Sheng."

"Small."

……

(End of this chapter)