Jiang Shu remembered a book she had read that said that all things are born under the sun and rain, but going too far is not enough.
Too many sunny days will cause drought, and too much rain will cause floods, which will affect the growth and harvest of all things.
Jiang Shu was so lost in thought that he didn't notice that Yu Zheng was back.
"What are you thinking about?" Yu Zheng asked curiously.
Jiang Shu came back to his senses when he heard the voice, frowned and said, "It rained more this year."
Hearing this, Yu Zheng followed her gaze and looked out the window, and asked, "Don't like the rain?"
Jiang Shu nodded and shook his head and said, "I'm worried that if this continues, disaster may occur."
She really didn't like the rain, but that wasn't the point.
Yu Zheng sighed: "Disasters are inevitable, don't think too much about it."
Having dealt with government affairs for many years, Yu Zheng naturally knows this, but such natural disasters cannot be avoided by manpower, and thinking too much will only increase trouble.
After breakfast, Yu Zheng went to the study.
Jiang Shu stared at the rain outside the house and thought about it, and asked Chu Yu to study ink and write a letter to Jiang's father.
It is always right to nip problems before they happen.
It rained continuously for five days. After the rain stopped and the weather cleared, the temperature warmed up again.
The first case that Zhang Ting took over as Minister of Dali Temple was to find out the murderer of Sun Hechuan.
But all the accompanying guards were killed, and there was no way to start, making it extremely difficult to investigate.
However, Sun Hechuan was an upright official and admirable. Zhang Ting felt that he should be given justice and allowed to rest in peace. Therefore, no matter how difficult the case is, he will still investigate it.
After thinking about the case over and over, Zhang Ting thought that Sun Hechuan died at night after his assassination, and there might be some clues left behind, so he decided to go to Sun's house.
When I left Dali Temple, I met Li Xu head-on.
"My lord is in a hurry, what are you going to do?" Li Xu asked.
Zhang Ting said frankly: "Go and investigate the assassination case of Mr. Sun."
This matter is obvious and there is nothing to hide.
Li Xu said meaningfully: "Your Excellency, you really care about Master Sun."
Zhang Ting frowned: "Master Sun, you and I are on the top. We should be generous and fair, and willing to teach and guide him. He was killed. Based on emotions and reasons, we should find the murderer as soon as possible and avenge him."
Li Xu smiled: "My lord, I wish you could solve the case as soon as possible and capture the culprit."
Li Xu always talks like this lately, in a strange and yin-yang way. Zhang Ting understood that he was annoyed that he had taken the position of Minister of Dali Temple.
Zhang Ting pursed his lips and walked away without caring.
Li Xu stared at Zhang Ting's back with a sinister look.
These days, Yu Yuan and Sun Yijun live in the Sun Mansion and stay with Sun's mother every day, for fear that she will not be able to think about it.
"Mom, it's sunny. Let's go for a walk in the garden." Sun Yijun helped his mother get up.
It has been raining for the past few days and she has been bored in the house every day. My grandma has lost her appetite and cannot sleep at night. She is in a very bad state.
Sun Yijun was worried that if things continued like this, his mother would become ill from worry.
And when Yu Yuan looked at Sun Yijun, whose temperament changed drastically, his heart was full of worry and distress.
The three of them were strolling around the garden when a servant hurriedly came to report.
"Madam, Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang, the Minister of Dali Temple, is here."
Suddenly hearing the words "Dali Temple Qing", both Sun's mother and Sun Yijun were startled.
Once upon a time, these four characters represented Sun Hechuan.
"What is he doing here?" Grandma was puzzled.
Yu Yuan guessed: "It should be related to my father-in-law."
Upon hearing this, Sun Yijun and Sun's mother immediately became interested and hurried to the front hall.
Zhang Ting was sitting upright in the hall and saw three people getting up to greet him.
"I wonder what Mr. Zhang is doing?" Yu Yuan asked bluntly.
Zhang Ting said: "I took over the assassination case of Mr. Sun, and I would like to ask Mrs. Sun and the Crown Princess if Mr. Sun left any clues?"
Grandma shook her head in despair: "No, he was unconscious when he was sent back, leaving nothing behind."
They thought there was progress in the case, but they came here to ask for clues. The three of them were disappointed.
Zhang Ting asked a few more questions, but found nothing, so he had to stand up and leave.
After sending Zhang Ting away, Sun's mother sat back in her chair and said with a sad look on her face: "I don't know when this case will be solved."
Yu Yuan said: "Brother Zheng said he would investigate, so he will definitely find out."
As for the newly appointed Minister of Dali Temple, I don’t know much about him and I don’t have any hope.
As for Yu Zheng, Yu Yuan firmly believed in him.
"I hope so." Grandma sighed.
Looking at the warm sun outside the house, Sun's mother said: "You have lived in the mansion for a long time, it's time to go back to the palace."
"But I don't worry about you alone." Sun Yijun held Sun's mother's hand tightly.
She no longer has a father, and can no longer live without a mother.
Grandma forced a smile, clapped her hand and said, "Don't worry, I will take care of myself. I haven't seen your child yet."
The implication is that she will not seek short-sightedness.
Sun Yijun wanted to say something else, but his mother said directly: "After lunch, you can go back to the palace."
People cannot be resurrected after death, but those who are alive must continue to live. Especially Sun Yijun, she just got married and her new life has just begun.
"I want to spend more time with my escort girl." Sun Yijun was reluctant to give up and didn't feel relieved.
Grandmother said warmly: "You are married and you are living in your mother's house all the time. You can go back to the palace with peace of mind. If you have time, you can come and see your mother. You can just have a meal with her."
Living in Sun Mansion for a long time is indeed not a long-term solution.
"Mom, you must take care of yourself. I will come back to see you often." Sun Yijun repeatedly asked.
Sun's mother agreed and ate more at lunch. Sun Yijun looked a little relieved.
After leaving the Sun Mansion, Sun Yijun told the driver: "Go to Prince Jing's Mansion."
Yu Yuan was puzzled: "Why are you going to the palace?"
Sun Yijun whispered: "I thought of something, it might be useful."
When Yu Yuan heard this, he understood in his heart.
She definitely didn't think of it just now, but thought of it when Zhang Ting asked, but she didn't trust Zhang Ting, so she didn't say anything.
"Yijun?" Jiang Shu was surprised when he saw Sun Yijun.
Looking carefully, Jiang Shu found that Sun Yijun had lost a lot of weight, his expression was haggard, and there was lingering sadness in his eyebrows and eyes, which made people feel sad.
"Why are you here?" Jiang Shu pulled Sun Yijun to sit down in the side hall.
Yu Zheng and Yu Yuan also sat down.
Sun Yijun looked at Yu Zheng and said, "I remembered something."
"What's the matter?" When Yu Zheng heard this, he knew it was related to Sun Hechuan and immediately concentrated.
After Chu Yu served tea and went out, Sun Yijun said: "When my father was unconscious, he stretched out the index finger of his right hand, and bent and pinched the other fingers to form a pointing gesture."
"What do you mean?" Yu Zheng frowned.
Sun Yijun said: "When I was a child, I often made my father angry, and he often scolded me. When he scolded me, he had a habit of pointing and saying "you, you, you."
"As things continued, I told my dad that this action meant 'you'. Only my dad and I knew about this. I was wondering, could this be a clue left by my dad?"
A normal person who is injured and comatose would never make such a strange gesture if his hand is loosened or clenched. Sun Yijun's suspicion is not unreasonable.
you?
What does it mean, what does Sun Hechuan want to tell them?
Wait, you—Lee.
Dali Temple Zuo Shaoqing, Li Xu!
Yu Zheng's dark eyes flashed, and speculation suddenly arose in his heart.
