Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!-Chapter 588 Unfriendly Visitor_1

The Emperor paused and then said to the Crown Prince, "You take care of it."

The Crown Prince raised his eyebrows. His father was asking for his involvement; it seemed the Emperor had noticed his fondness for Mr. Zhou. Indeed, having a few more ministers like Mr. Zhou would make things easier for both him and his father. "Yes."

At the Yao Residence, Yao Wenqi’s mind was buzzing. Jiang Ming had gone in—it was his people’s doing, but not by his command. Jiang Ming was meant to be a grand gift for Zhou Shuren; he had even prepared the trap, but then the prey had disappeared.

Moreover, the Second Prince was at the Ministry of Justice. He was being very cautious, and now he was exposed. Yao Wenqi was not stupid; thinking back on Yao Zheyu’s previous visit, he gritted his teeth—Zheyu was truly the Emperor’s sharp blade.

Zhou Shuren was very steady. Aside from the Emperor and the Crown Prince, no one guessed he was the hidden hand behind.

With this maneuver, he had even gained the praise of the Emperor and the Crown Prince!

The next day, in the afternoon, Zhou Shuren learned the news from the capital—a companion of the Crown Prince had come in person, entering the Government Office with a dazzling presence.

Mr. Tang paid his respects, "Mr. Zhou, we meet again."

Zhou Shuren knew somewhat of Mr. Tang. Since childhood, he had been schooled alongside the Crown Prince, the son of the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. He had always served closely by the Crown Prince’s side. The Emperor really did treat the Crown Prince well.

Zhou Shuren, "Mr. Tang, what brings you here today?"

Mr. Tang smiled, "I’m here to relay a message from the Crown Prince. Mr. Jiang’s case will be concluded tomorrow; his assets confiscated, aside from his official position, and he will be exiled from the capital."

Zhou Shuren was stunned; he truly had not expected the Crown Prince to intervene. Without changing his expression, he said, "Zhou is grateful to the Crown Prince."

Mr. Tang’s smile deepened. Mr. Zhou did not refer to himself as the ’official’; he called himself ’Zhou.’ Mr. Zhou had a high regard for the Crown Prince. This realization pleased him, "Mr. Zhou, I will be returning to the capital first."

Zhou Shuren stood up to see him off, "Mr. Tang, please."

Standing at the door of the Government Office, Zhou Shuren watched the carriage depart. He stayed for a while before turning around with a start, "When did you come over?"

Wong Ju, "I came over quite some time ago; it’s just that you were too absorbed in your thoughts to notice me."

Zhou Shuren turned around and walked back, with Wong Ju hastening to keep up, "The Crown Prince’s companion, eh? He is not to be taken lightly. Although he’s the youngest son of Mr. Tang, he has inherited his father’s true skills. Speaking of which, even my father admires Mr. Tang’s tact in Taiji."

Zhou Shuren did not reply; he was thinking about the impact of Mr. Tang’s bold visit and the unforeseen complication it brought—such unexpected events were not bringing him joy.

Wong Ju did not continue to follow, but turned around leisurely. He also had to consider the Crown Prince’s intentions. He hadn’t even entered the capital yet, and there was already so much to think about.

Zhou Shuren called for Jin Yan, "You go back to the residence. Actually, no rush."

Jin Yan left again, looking up at the sky. The peaceful days would not last much longer.

In the afternoon, even before Mr. Tang arrived back in the capital, the news of where he had gone spread throughout the capital.

The Second Prince, upon thinking about the Crown Prince’s meddling in Jiang Ming’s affair, felt extremely frustrated. The Crown Prince was handing out favors. All right, he himself had no intention of letting Jiang Ming go, daring to leave him hanging—the man’s life was to be taken.

The Third Prince regretted it; had he known the intervention, he would have taken the person out first. As for Jiang Ming’s life, it was too easily taken.

The Fourth Prince, on the other hand, thought that the Crown Prince had done quite a few improper things in the past two years, and now he was brazenly sending someone to meet with Mr. Zhou. The Crown Prince’s actions were becoming increasingly inscrutable.

In the evening, Zhulan learned the news, "Send someone over tomorrow; there will be chaos in the Jiang Residence."

Zhou Shuren, "Let’s not send any of our own people. Have Lady Dong send a maid to ensure control; no need to interfere with anything else."

Zhulan had the same thought, and she spoke with a light tone, "It’s better to resolve this sooner, so you won’t have to worry about it anymore."

Zhou Shuren really didn’t worry too much; it was already good enough that he could get involved. What happened to Jiang Ming afterward depended entirely on Jiang Ming’s own fate; Zhou wasn’t so kind-hearted as to worry and fret over Jiang Ming.

Zhulan continued, "Now that Jiang Ming has lost his official position and left the capital, where will he go?"

Zhou Shuren, "He will follow Dong Yiyi back to her maternal home."

Zhulan raised an eyebrow, "I thought you would say he would stay in Jinzhou!"

Zhou Shuren snorted coldly, "He won’t stay. He’s well aware that staying now is only a temporary reprieve. If he stays, whether Jiang Muchen and Jiang Mulan, the two children, can survive is another matter entirely."

Zhulan fell silent; accidental deaths were all too common in ancient times. If the Jiang family wanted to live peacefully in the Prefectural of Jingzhou, it would be impossible unless they moved into Zhou’s Residence.

Zhou Shuren continued, "Moreover, Jiang Ming is well aware that I will go to the capital someday, though I don’t know when. But once I leave, if he can’t return to the capital, death is still waiting for him. It’s better to go far away and return to the Dong family’s ancestral home. Dong Yiyi can rely on the Dong family and still protect the two children."

Zhulan had no time to feel sympathy for Dong Yiyi, only lamenting, "One misstep leads to a cascade of errors."

Zhou Shuren, "Stop thinking about it, you’ve been tired enough these past few days. Rest early after dinner."

Zhulan pressed her brows, "Yeah, I won’t think about it."

Zhou Shuren was itching to know about his birthday gift, something he had been paying attention to, but he hadn’t seen a trace of the gift inside the room, "By the way, my birthday is coming up soon; has my wife prepared the gift?"

Zhulan curled her lips in a smile, "It’s prepared, you’ll know when the time comes."

Zhou Shuren counted the days; there was still a wait ahead. freewēbnoveℓ.com

Early the next morning, Dong Chuchu sent a wet nurse and a young girl in a carriage headed for the capital.

In the capital, the Jiang Residence was surrounded by government officers early in the morning. All of the Jiang family’s people were gathered in one room. This was only because there was an order not to disturb the master of the house; otherwise, the officers wouldn’t have been so polite.

Jiang Mulan, scared, nestled in her mother’s arms, while Jiang Muchen, still young, had trembling hands.

The servants and maids inside the room had already begun to cry out, and several concubines looked as though they were about to faint.

The only one who remained calm was Dong Yiyi. Her heart was steady now, as everything had come to an end. The only pity was that not much of her dowry was left. All she could take away was the dowry, and the dowry she had saved for her daughter was all going to be confiscated. In hindsight, she would have been better off replenishing her own dowry.

The Jiang Residence wasn’t large, and the officials were very experienced in conducting raids. They quickly finished the seizure and even checked Dong Yiyi’s dowry, giving her until tomorrow to leave the house. After a while, they left, carrying off the boxes.

Dong Yiyi was still relatively calm; she managed to keep her dowry protected and took the servants’ indentures to release them.

The dowry’s gatekeeper ran in, flustered, "Madam, the master has returned."

Dong Yiyi looked coldly at the concubines kneeling on the ground begging to leave, "Is there something wrong with the master?"

The gatekeeper’s lips quivered, "The master’s leg is broken."

He had heard the commotion and went out to check; the master was dumped at the entrance, unconscious.

Dong Yiyi took a deep breath, pinching the palm of her hand with all her might; at least he was still alive, "Go invite a doctor."

The gatekeeper whispered, "The doctor won’t come."

Dong Yiyi felt a pang of sorrow and then heard a crowd’s footsteps. When she regained her composure, the elders of the Jiang family clan had already walked in, and they were not there with good intentions!