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Chapter 112: Recognizing Relatives (1)

Who would this person be? The Jiang family, the Xia family, the Li family, and Jiang Ruan's eyes were deep and quiet. I'm afraid Xuan Li would not be able to get rid of dry cleaning from this matter. The weakening of the Zhao family was the one he most liked to see.

However, in this life, she came out for the Zhao family's disaster relief food, and Zhao Yi was not dead. The Zhao family stood among the nobles in the capital. Xuan Li knew about this, but he didn't know what kind of mentality it was.

Zhao Yi caught the group of people. No matter what, he knew that there were spies in the garrison army. When he turned around and told the Zhao family, the Zhao family could not easily fool them. While thinking about the matter clearly, he would also become vigilant. It would not be so easy for Xuan Li to take action.

The most important thing, Jiang Ruan sighed softly. The incident at that time was always a hurdle with Zhao Guang. She saved the Zhao family and Zhao Yi. I don’t know if she could use this as a reward for the transaction and enter the gate of the General’s Mansion. No matter what, for Jiang Xinzhi, she always had to give it a try.

The rain is getting heavier.

The people living near the hillside were hit by seedlings, and a large amount of mud poured down. Bochang Reservoir is the largest reservoir in Beijing. The irrigation of farmland in Beijing relies on the water diversion here. However, the rainwater rises fiercely, and the water from the reservoir floods, and the reservoir also has the risk of overturning. Xuan Li led his subordinates to control the water and temporarily suppresses the rising water momentum.

In the first prize mansion, the young first prize man stood in front of the window, looking at Yushui and frowned and pondered.

Mrs. Liu walked in with brown sugar ginger soup and placed the bowl on the table. Seeing Liu Min doing this, she sighed and said, "What kind of evil is this done? It has harmed many families in vain." They were born into common people and empathized with the suffering of the people. If Liu Min had not been in court now, they would have been displaced like these people, and were hungry and cold.

Liu Min patted Mrs. Liu on the shoulder and comforted her: "Don't worry, mom, everything will pass."

"If General Zhao hadn't distributed food to provide disaster relief, I wonder how many people would starve to death." Mrs. Liu sighed: "General Zhao is a good official. You can get close to him in the court."

Liu Min nodded. However, if the rain continues endlessly, one day Zhao Guang will spend all his money. This matter can only solve the urgent problem, not a long-term solution. He remembered that the Eighth Prince asked him about the flood a few days ago. The Eighth Prince seemed to be working hard to curb the flood. But how could anyone who truly cares about the world consider him in everything?

Liu Min sighed almost invisibly. The court was incredibly watery, and only when he was in it did he realize that it was difficult to move in a small way.

The porridge was never stopped for more than ten days, and the capital gradually calmed down. If there was any new news, the city garrison army caught a group of robbers pretending to be refugees in Chongxinzhuang, east of the city. On that day, the city garrison army did not have enough staff, so the garrison and Jingzhaoyin borrowed a group of people. When they arrived in Chongxinzhuang, it was a fierce battle. They finally subdued the robbers and put them in prison, but all the robbers committed suicide in fear of crime overnight.

While the people in the capital applauded, they were also worried that the city was so uneasy and life would be even more difficult in the future. The garrison in the capital was proud of this.

Ruan was in the middle of the school, and Jiang Ruan was leaning on the couch to embroider. In the past, because of the Zhang Lan family's forced embroidery, her hands had a calluse on her hands day and night. She lived a life of rejuvenation. She hated the incomplete and scarred limbs of life and death, and she was unwilling to leave any scars on her body in this life. Therefore, after returning to Jiang's mansion, she threw the embroidery work aside. All the calluses on her hands fell off these days and became white and tender again. It looked like the hand of the lady, so she picked up these things again.

Luzhu walked in from outside, looked around and there was no one around, and then approached Jiang Ruan and whispered: "Girl, someone is coming from the general's mansion. I want to see the porridge-selling man."

Jiang Ruan smiled slightly: "Is he from the General's Mansion?"

"There is a seal, but it doesn't look fake." Luzhu said, "Girl, how do you want to reply to them?"

Jiang Ruan put down the embroidery in her hand, picked up the celadon tea cup on one side, gently stroked the edge of the tea cup, and said, "It means that I will visit you early in the morning."

"Girl?" Dew was stunned.

Jiang Ruan said: "Go."

The Zhao family, since they made such a request, they had made up their minds to meet them. Well, it was getting closer and closer to Jiang Xinzhi's return to the house. It was too difficult for her to do so. The chips were placed on the surface, and it was obvious that the Zhao family would not give this favor.

When Zhao's family in the capital received this news, Zhao Guang's face was so serious. A few days ago, Zhao Yi detained a group of refugees in Chongxinzhuang. According to Zhao Yi, those people were guards with martial arts and would never be ordinary refugees. It was not easy to commit suicide in Tianzhu overnight. Zhao Guang could guess who was the work of the work? I heard that the gates of the Eighth Prince's Mansion in the capital have been closed recently, and there are reports that a large number of guards have been executed.

The lady Zhao Yi said, Zhao Guang and his son all thought that the person behind him must be the same as the person who gave the porridge. If Xuan Li did this, the person should have been against Xuan Li. For the Zhao family, he also helped the Zhao family several times. But now everything cannot be said to be too full, and the other party's identity is undetermined. What if it is Xuan Li's trajectory? They asked someone to go to the place where the porridge was given to ask to see the person behind him to test, but the other party explained that they came to visit him every day. Such behavior is really unpredictable.

Zhao Yuanjia said: "Dad, since that man dares to visit, he must have made sufficient preparations. Should we make some arrangements?"

"No need," Zhao Yuanping's shrewd eyes looked a little thoughtful: "I think the other party did this to express his lack of malice, at least he would not have a conflict with us at the General's Mansion."

"Does he have conflicts or not," Zhao Yuanfeng said indifferently: "What are the people raised in our general's house afraid of? If you are a god or a ghost, you will be honest?"

"Shut up," Zhao Guang was so angry that he was blown away by Zhao Yuanfeng's words: "You can't have a big brain? The second brother is right, but in order to prevent that person from playing tricks, he will first settle your mother's wife and Yulong."

"Second brother," Zhao Yuanfeng pushed the smartest Zhao Yuanping: "Who do you think that person is?"

"I don't know." Zhao Yuanping shook his head: "We have seen all my father's colleagues, and it's impossible that they are one of them. Anyway, I will know who it is tomorrow."

That night, the Zhao family was not sleeping very peacefully. Early the next morning, Jiang Ruan went out in a carriage. Lin Zixiang would post her every now and then. Xia Yan wanted to maintain a gentle and considerate motherly appearance, but there was no reason to stop her. Moreover, she had been busy with Jiang Susu's affairs these days. Jiang Quan's attitude was loose, so Jiang Susu could not go to the ancestral temple, but Jiang Susu had been unable to sleep well for most of the month after she was born. He said that there were ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, and even after hiring some doctors, Xia Yan was extremely worried.
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