After Jiao Didi escaped from the outer room, the prince went crazy

Chapter 8 The Study Room
When they arrived at Jiang Mansion, the two went their separate ways.

Li Miaoyi went directly to Jiang Yunsong's study.

Jiang Yunsong practices calligraphy in his study every morning. This has not changed for many years.

Li Miaoyi walked quickly to the study.

"Grandpa." Li Miaoyi said while standing outside the study.

"Ahem -" Jiang Yunsong paused before saying, "Come in."

Li Miaoyi frowned and walked into the study, "Grandpa, are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Yunsong looked at Li Miaoyi with a kind face, curled his lips and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's just raining these past few days, it's a bit cold, the wind is chilly."

After hearing this, Li Miaoyi didn't take it to heart.

Jiang Yunsong's body has always been strong.

Li Miaoyi said, "Grandpa, please keep warm these days."

"We Wanwan have really grown up and know how to care about our grandfather." The old man's eyes were a little moist.

Li Miaoyi stepped forward and supported Jiang Yunsong.

Only then did Li Miaoyi clearly feel that the old man was really old, his arms were no longer as broad as when he was a child, and his waist was a little rickety.

Li Miaoyi felt sour in her heart.

Jiang Yunsong could have lived a long life in Shangjing City and was highly respected by people.

But now...

Li Miaoyi felt very uncomfortable.

"What's the matter, are you in such a hurry to come to see your grandfather this morning?" Jiang Yunsong had a loving look on his face and sat down on the official hat chair with the help of Li Miaoyi.

Li Miaoyi squatted next to Jiang Yunsong and said with a serious face, "I learned about a huge event at Jintai Temple yesterday, and I don't know how to deal with it."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Seeing how serious Li Miaoyi was, Jiang Yunsong became interested for a moment.

Li Miaoyi lowered her voice, "My granddaughter learned that there is something wrong with Mr. Fang who went to Changping to provide disaster relief."

Jiang Yunsong was silent for a while, "My daughter's family should not ask about the affairs of the court."

As witty as Li Miaoyi, she soon discovered the loopholes in Jiang Yunsong's words.

"Does grandpa mean that Master Fang really has a problem?"

Jiang Yunsong didn't speak, but looked at Li Miaoyi steadily.

It took a long time for Jiang Yunsong to speak, "I heard a little bit when I was in court that Mr. Fang is a corrupt man. The money for this disaster relief must be a lot less."

Li Miaoyi was puzzled and asked, "Everyone in the world says that Mr. Fang is a good official. If this is true, why does no one know about it?"

"You still know very little about the affairs of the DPRK, and you still don't understand the twists and turns in the officialdom."

Li Miaoyi frowned and asked, "Grandpa, why didn't you reveal Mr. Fang's true face?"

Jiang Yunsong has always been known for his integrity.

Once upon a time, Jiang Yunsong was a great hero in Li Miaoyi's heart, who had always remonstrated against corrupt officials.

Jiang Yunsong sighed, "Your Majesty is no longer the same Majesty as he used to be, and Dongling is no longer the same Dongling as it used to be, grandfather."

After a pause, Jiang Yunsong's eyes were filled with nostalgia, "He is no longer the same Jiang Yunsong as before."

Li Miaoyi understood the unfinished meaning of Jiang Yunsong's words.

Today, His Majesty is obsessed with finding the art of immortality.

For this reason, he killed innocent people indiscriminately and firmly believed that his rebellious ministers were no longer the majesty who once supported Jiang Yunsong and other veterans.

Looking back again, things have changed.

For a moment, the grandfather and grandson looked at each other in silence.

"How did you know that there was something wrong with that person named Fang?"

Li Miaoyi didn't know how to explain to Jiang Yunsong for a moment. It would be unbelievable to tell him that the abbot of Jintai Temple told him this news.

After all, he and Abbot Tianfa didn't even know each other before yesterday.

I have never seen him before, and I am not his pilgrim.

In the end, Li Miaoyi just remained silent and did not explain.

"That's all, grandpa, I don't care how you learned about this, but you have to know that this is not something you can control." "But grandpa, this is related to the lives of thousands of people in Changping, grandpa."

Jiang Yunsong had a complicated look on his face, "What do you want?"

"Grandpa, I want to tell Mr. Song the truth. What do you think?"

Jiang Yunsong slowly shook his head and said, "Don't get into trouble."

After a long time, Li Miaoyi broke the silence and said, "Is Mr. Song a trustworthy person?"

Jiang Yunsong looked at Li Miaoyi and chuckled, "Do you think he doesn't know anything?"

Li Miaoyi frowned slightly, "Master Song told me that Mr. Fang is an upright official."

Jiang Yunsong chuckled lightly and said, "He can fool a little girl like you. Lang Xing is like Ming Jing in his heart. The boy named Fang can't hide it from his eyes." Jiang Yunsong said firmly.

Li Miaoyi was speechless and didn't know how to answer the question for a moment.

……

When Li Miaoyi came out of the study, her mind was filled with Jiang Yunsong's words.

Li Miaoyi was completely confused.

According to my grandfather.

Since Song Langxing knows everything, the information he knows now has no value.

So how can I impress Song Langxing?

The breeze blew, and the bright red gauze Confucian skirt sometimes looked like a bulging sail, and sometimes tightly wrapped around Li Miaoyi's slender body. Looking from a distance, it was thrilling.

In the pavilion, Song Langxing was sitting on a stone bench.

Looking at Li Miaoyi's graceful back, she fell into deep thought.

"Xiao Qi, go check on this..." After a pause, Song Langxing squinted his eyes, his eyes filled with coldness, "Miss Li Miaoyi."

"Yes, Master." In a flash, the man in black disappeared.

Song Langxing's expression was a little arrogant, his clear-cut face was filled with numbness that was difficult to conceal, and his cold brows were full of alienation and indifference.

Li Miaoyi didn't know any of this.

……

Li Miaoyi returned to her boudoir.

Sitting on the soft couch, Li Miaoyi finally made a bold decision.

I went to Changping with Song Lang.

check it out.

If Song Langxing and Mr. Fang are the same, then there is no need for him to tell the truth about Mr. Fang.

If not, then I will find an opportunity to tell Song Langxing the truth about what happened.

Li Miaoyi couldn't help but watch the people of Changping displaced and had nowhere to go.

Without the government's funding, Li Miaoyi could not even imagine how many people would starve to death.

At this moment, Li Miaoyi put aside her selfishness.

We are both Dongling people, and we are determined not to watch the people die in vain.

So, is there any way to go to Changping with Song Langxing openly?

Just now.

Meng Chun opened the door eagerly and said, "Miss, Mr. Song said that there is something urgent and he has to leave now."

Just listen.

Li Miaoyi stood up quickly, "Where is Mr. Song now?"

"Farewell in Grandpa's study."

Li Miaoyi looked anxious and walked quickly towards Jiang Yunsong's study. Her eyes were like evening stars, revealing her anxiety.

Arriving at the door of the study, Li Miaoyi sorted out her mood.

Pull out a touching smile.

(End of this chapter)