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

Chapter 111 Departure1

Several people came to the main room in the house and sat down.

The furnishings in the house were replaced by Jiang Shian. The original shop furniture was bought by the owner not long ago, and was moved in this time as well.

Jiang Shian left behind some of the more dilapidated ones. He felt that he had become a shopkeeper after all, and if guests came in the future he would have to offer them a cup of tea in the back, so he redecorated it neatly.

The tables, chairs, cabinets, etc. are all made of high-quality rosewood. You can smell a light woody scent as you come in. Compared to the common mediocre or inferior spices sold in town, the subtle sandalwood scent emitted by rosewood can help calm the mind and refresh the spirit for people who have been tired all day.

Tea and snacks were prepared for the guests in the house, but the one who made the tea was not Jiang Shian and Ji Yinghuai, but the guest Yingmo.

Jiang Shian casually tried to make tea at home, but he only learned the basics. It was okay for him to drink it himself, but if he tried to make it for others, it would be a shame.

No one in the room was particularly elegant. Yingmo put the tea leaves in a cup, poured hot water on it, and sat down at the table, staring into the eyes of the two people.

He came here to report something, and was just discussing serious matters with Ji Yinghuai, but now with the addition of Jiang Shian, the atmosphere couldn't be said to be awkward. He immediately forgot half of what he had just reported, and looked at Jiang Shian with only curiosity in his eyes.

The secret guards were all specially trained. He had not been trained for long and the most he did was surveillance. For an ordinary person like Jiang Shian, he looked at him casually and was very sure that he would not be discovered.

Jiang Shian was keenly aware of a group of eyes falling on him from time to time, but when he turned around to look, Ying Mo had a serious face and listened attentively, and it didn't seem like he was looking at him, which made him confused.

Ji Yinghuai actually found it funny. He probably didn't know that Jiang Shian was very sensitive to all kinds of looks.

After chatting casually for a while, he asked about the question that I had not finished speaking.

Jiang Shian was just about to say that he was going out for a walk, but Ji Yinghuai seemed to have anticipated his intention to slip away and held his hand.

"It's okay. Maybe you can give me some ideas after listening to it." Why are you running away? It's not shameful.

Ji Yinghuai narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Shian with a dangerous look.

Jiang Shian had no choice but to move his half-extended foot back: "Oh, okay, you guys talk, I'll listen."

He had no intention of struggling to free his hand. He had already said that Yingmo was one of theirs, and even if he called her sister-in-law, there was nothing wrong with holding her hand.

He thought silently in his heart, but a blush appeared on both sides of his cheeks.

Ji Yinghuai was already talking about business with Yingmo and didn't notice that his expression looked strange.

Jiang Shian breathed a sigh of relief and fanned his cheeks with his hands while listening to the conversation between the two.

Yingmo's words were a little obscure, not because he was concerned about Jiang Shian, but because of many things. He said that Ji Yinghuai understood, so he didn't explain more.

Jiang Shian only understood half of what he heard. His face was full of curiosity, and the more he listened, the more he felt itchy. What on earth were these two people talking about?

Yingmo said, "The guy above has been sending out spies to get information recently. Master, why don't you take shelter for a while? That bastard in the mansion seems to have noticed something. He even sent assassins to check the tomb a few days ago."

Ji Yinghuai placed his hands on the edge of the table, tapping the surface with his slender fingers. He sneered and said, "With just a charred corpse and a token, the person above must have noticed it a long time ago. He just doesn't know where I am. How do you think he got to where he is today? As for Ji Zexu..."

Ji Yinghuai's tone turned cold, a stern look flashed across his face, and he said in a cold voice: "No matter how he tries, everyone knows about Daheng now. The news was announced by the person above. He is openly disobeying. By the way, how is the matter I asked you to investigate going?"

Jiang Shian listened silently, guessing the whole story bit by bit from the fragments of information.

The "corpse" should be Ji Yinghuai himself. Ji Yinghuai has been hiding in this small place to avoid someone. The corpse and the token are to report to his boss. The man should be dead now.

As for the other person with the surname Ji, needless to say, that should be the heartless younger brother that Ji Yinghuai had told him about before.

They chatted like this for half an hour, changed a few cups of tea on the table, and finally came to the end.

Ji Yinghuai gave some more instructions.

Yingmo agreed to all of them. At the end, he paused, struggling over whether or not to inform his master about what was happening in the mansion.

Seeing his expression like that, even Jiang Shian could tell that something was wrong, let alone Ji Yinghuai.

"explain."

Ji Yinghuai only uttered one word, and the hesitation on Yingmo's face disappeared in an instant, and he told the whole story.

"That bastard was really vicious. He probably knew that we still had people in the mansion protecting the old lady, so he wanted to test her. He told the old lady that the master was not dead. The old lady has been crying all day these days and said... Anyway, she wanted you to go back and take a look, so that she can fulfill her wish."

Old Madam? Ji Yinghuai's mother?

Jiang Shian tightened his grip and turned his head to look at Ji Yinghuai.

Ji Yinghuai frowned. Instead of feeling happy to know that his relatives were worried about him, he felt annoyed.

He had heard Ji Yinghuai tell him about the general situation at home before, so he was not surprised by the expression on Ji Yinghuai's face.

I even find it a little funny. It's not a question of whether Ji Yinghuai wants to go back or not, but that he can't go back at all. He pretended to be dead and hid his identity to save his life. As a mother, the other party must know better. These words must have been said deliberately, or just for the words of the second son.

Maybe there is a little concern about family affection, but more...

He shook his head, not knowing what Ji Yinghuai would choose. In ancient times, filial piety was the most important thing. Would Ji Yinghuai go back to see the other party?

The room fell silent for a moment, and no one spoke.

Ji Yinghuai looked at Yingmo and asked, "How is the investigation going into his collusion with Prince Yong?"

"We are still short of one last piece of evidence. The old man has left no trace at all over the years. Those who knew about it have died for various reasons. However, we have traced back to a concubine in his mansion. She sent us information several times, and we only have some correspondence."

"Yes." Ji Yinghuai nodded. "Rest for a night and leave tomorrow. I will go back with you. It's time to end it all."

There was some hesitation on Yingmo's face. His master was no longer the King of Zhanbei. The tiger talisman was taken back. Even if they, the shadow guards, were to fight ten at a time, there were only a hundred of them at most. Knowing it was a trap, would their lives be in danger if they went back rashly?

But before he could say anything, Ji Yinghuai waved at him.

Yingmo swallowed his worried words and went out to inform other brothers and make preparations early.

Seeing Yingmo disappear in an instant after leaving the house, Jiang Shian retracted his gaze, turned around and asked, "Are you going back?"