Since Jiang Ling spoke, he had no intention of retreating. He knew that he would not agree to talk to his father like this, so he turned off the lights and lay side by side with his father on the bed, whispering, "Song Ke has already found his father and will soon find the mansion. Grandmother is old, and the third aunt is pregnant, and the eldest sister's wedding date is approaching, so nothing can happen to the mansion."

Mr. Jiang snorted, "You don't have to worry about this, so my father is not useless to let him break into the mansion."

Jiang Ling whispered, "Father, Jiang Jinzong killed Er's parents and burned the Ren family. Er dreamed of my mother again last night. She was covered in blood and asked Uncle Qiu to escape with her life at the top of her lungs."

Jiang Ling closed his eyes, and the look of his mother looking at him when she was dying, making his heart feel like a knife.

Mr. Jiang raised his hand and touched his son's little face. It was indeed wet. He felt distressed. "Your mother thought about letting you survive until she died. You have to listen to your mother's words carefully. If something happens, the Ren family will be finished."

Jiang Ling swallowed even more, "Jiang Jinzong's minions were close to him, but his son was huddled in the mansion and couldn't sleep or eat. If he let him go like this, he would not deserve to be a son, and he would have no face to face the ancestors of the Ren family."

Mr. Jiang quickly said, "Don't cry. Dad will ask Uncle Qiu to design to take him down and torture him tomorrow, and get the evidence of guilt as soon as possible to avenge your parents."

Jiang Ling shook his head, "Jiang Jinzong knew that the person who took his Er away was a resourceful military advisor. He dared to send Song Ke to Beijing, which means that Song Ke has no direct connection with the Ren family's bloody murder. Otherwise, with the wisdom of Uncle Qiu, he would be able to pry Song Ke's mouth open, find out the truth, and pull Jiang Jinzong off his horse."

Is that true? Mr. Jiang thought for a while and felt that this is really possible. "Since that's the case, why are you arresting him?"

"Because he is Jiang Jinzong's lackey, Jiang Jinzong dares to touch his claws to Jiang's mansion, so he cannot retreat and must cut it off!" Jiang Ling opened his eyes, and his voice was full of chill, "Ah didn't want to catch him, she wanted his life."

Mr. Jiang was so scared that he sat up, "As the commander of the Left Wu Guard, Jiang Jinzong has hundreds of lackeys under his command. Do you want to kill them all? You want to take revenge and kill Jiang Jinzong and the executioners who massacred the Ren family. My father will not stop you, but you cannot kill them indiscriminately."

Seeing that his son was silent, Mr. Jiang suppressed the urge to beat him up and persuaded him earnestly, "When your grandfather was alive, he often told his father how people were on the road of no return. People should not do evil. Once this opening is opened, they will not be able to block it. Dad is not scaring you, but tomorrow my father will bring back all the murder cases in Jingzhao Mansion, and you will read them one by one."

Jiang Ling clenched his fists, "I understand your hard work, I am not killing innocent people indiscriminately. You don't know what these people have done in Suzhou..."

This naughty child! Mr. Jiang Er couldn't help it, and slapped his son with a slap, shouting, "No matter what they did in Suzhou, you are not a court official, or a chivalrous and righteous hero. It's not your turn to pick Song Ke's dog head!"

Since that's the case... Jiang Ling said, "Okay, let others pick it."

Just as Mr. Jiang was relieved, he heard the naughty child say again, "Father, after he goes to Liujiazhuang, Song Ke will definitely visit Liujiazhuang at night. At that time, we will take him down and send him to Jingzhao Mansion on the grounds of breaking into a private house and let the prefect judge him."

After all, he still wants to go to Liujiazhuang, why is this child so stubborn? Mr. Jiang frowned, "Who told you that Song Ke will visit him in person?"

"How can he find out his identity if he doesn't go in person?" Jiang Ling asked back.

Mr. Jiang...

Jiang Ling continued to convince her father, "In another half a month, my elder sister's first dowry should be sent to Taikang. My aunt wants her to go with Dalang. I can't just hide in the mansion for a month just because of a Song Ke, right? Let's talk about whether he will leave in a month or not."

"No matter what strategy you discussed with Uncle Qiu, you didn't lead him to Liujiazhuang and save time and effort when he was imprisoned in Jingzhao Mansion, right?"

"My father doesn't want to be entangled by Song Ke's villain all day long, right?"

Thinking of being entangled by a guy covered in feces for a month, Mr. Jiang was so disgusting that he wanted to vomit, "Dad will discuss with Uncle Qiu tomorrow."

"Yes." His father had been convinced by him, and Jiang Ling from Uncle Qiu had his own way to deal with it.

After his father fell asleep, Jiang Ling pulled open Dong and covered him before closing his eyes.

Mr. Jiang Er was afraid of heat and could not cover such a thick quilt. He kicked the quilt in the middle of the night and slept for one night. The next day, he got up and sneezed twice. When he went to the North Courtyard to pay his respects to his mother, he sneezed two more.

As soon as Mr. Jiang sneezes, the Jiang family explodes. Mrs. Jiang immediately sent someone to hire a doctor, but Jiang Song didn't even go to the yamen, for fear that his second brother would return to his sick look when he was a child.

After the invited Doctor Li repeatedly assured that Mr. Jiang Er had just caught a cold and could heal after taking a pair of medicine for two days, Mrs. Jiang's heart fell back to her original position and said to herself, "It's been cold these days. Why didn't I expect to change you to a winter quilt a few days earlier..."

Jiang Liu, who knew the truth, thought that my father would only sneeze a few days earlier.

Jiang Song advised, "Listen to the doctor, take a break in the mansion for a few days, and leave the affairs in the yamen to the two deputy envoys to handle."

"It's really hard for me to go out early and come home every day." Jiang Huai also felt that my second brother would get sick and he was tired.

"Yes, second brother, please take a break. You see, you have been tired and weight loss these past few months." Chen also advised. Rong'er will get married in another month. Second brother must not fall ill. Then he will be counted on him to support the store.

"I've lost weight." Mrs. Jiang felt so distressed, "Don't go anywhere these days, I'll make up for you."

After being persuaded by everyone, Mr. Jiang Er felt that he was tired and should have a good rest. "Okay. Let's ask the prefect for five days off there, so I'll take a break."

"good."

"That's what it should be."

"Second brother doesn't have to go to Jingzhao Mansion, I'll take a trip for you."

“…”

Seeing that the family was surrounding the second uncle, Jiang Sanlang muttered, "The doctor only asked the second uncle to rest for two days, but he had to rest for five days. I went back and wanted to lie at home for half a day, but my father didn't agree!"

After Mr. Jiang was helped back to the west yard and lay on the bed to rest, the three little ones surrounded him and looked at him worriedly. His mother was gone, and Jiang Muyan was afraid that his father would not get sick, and tears rolled in her eyes.

Jiang Liu touched his father's forehead with his little hand and touched his own. He didn't have a fever, so he probably would have been cured with a pair of decoctions.

Jiang Ling felt that he made his father angry last night, so he lowered his head with a remorse.

Seeing that his children were like this, Mr. Jiang felt warm in his heart, "Dad is fine, I'll be cured if I take a pair of medicine and sweat."

"What do dad want to eat? Liu'er will make it for you?" Jiang Liu wanted to show his filial piety.

"Liuer."

"Dad said."

"Let your dad's stomach last two days."

Jiang Liu...

Jiang Muyan immediately said, "Does my father want to eat noodles? My daughter has learned to make noodles." Jiang Murong, who is about to marry into the boudoir, is learning to cook recently, and Jiang Muyan has also learned it.

Mr. Jiang is quite at ease with his eldest daughter's skills, "Be lighter."

Jiang Liu...

I can't believe her, right? Yes!

"Good soon." Jiang Muyan immediately responded and pulled her sister to make noodles. Her father ate less in the morning, so he must be hungry now.

Mr. Jiang looked at his son with his head down and ordered, "Carry out, let's go to Liujiazhuang to recuperate after eating noodles."

Jiang Ling raised her head in surprise and heard her father say again, "Let's leave before Song Ke enters the mansion to visit him."

"Sister can go..."

"Don't even think about it!"
Chapter completed!