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On the second day, after visiting Uncle Yuan and discussing the details of the two youngsters' re-wedding in Beijing, Mother Song boarded the carriage back to Beijing overnight.

Before leaving, Meng Jiao handed the small porcelain bottle of spiritual spring water to Song's mother.

"If mother believes Jiaojiao, she will use the carriage first. I wish mother a safe journey."

In the end, Song's mother couldn't help but reveal her true nature. She rubbed Meng Jiao's head vigorously while she was polite.

"How could mother not believe you? Don't say that in the future. Wait for mother to go to the capital to ask for merit for you."

As the carriage went farther and farther away, Meng Jiao actually felt a little reluctant to leave.

In just two days, Song's mother treated her like her own child, and even threatened that if Jiang Yunye bullied her, she would tell her that she would personally help her beat her son.

In the carriage, Song Qiunan held the small porcelain bottle given by Meng Jiao in his hand. He curiously opened the bottle stopper and smelled the flavor, then drank it without hesitation.

The spiritual spring water was cool when she took a sip. She smacked her lips.

She couldn't help wondering what her daughter-in-law gave her. It was gone before she could even taste it.

However, within a moment, she began to feel something was wrong with her body.

She used a spear and had practiced spear skills since she was a child. One year during a battle on the frontier, she was unfortunately injured. Although she recovered, she still felt a dull pain occasionally.

But after drinking this, the bones in her body seemed to be warming up, and even the broken tendons in her wrists began to become smoother visibly.

She was surprised to find the bronze mirror in the secret compartment. In the blurry reflection of the mirror, she saw her hair become smooth and black, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes disappeared, and even her skin became firmer as if she was thirty years old.

Song Qiunan slapped his thigh, and all the extraordinary things about Meng Jiao reappeared before his eyes.

Silly boy, this thing is so precious, why don't you keep it for yourself when you are old?

Hiss, I’m trying hard~

Leaning her head out of the carriage, Song's mother thought about it for a long time, and she didn't know what to give her child in return. Thinking that the child was so beautiful, she thought that he would like gold, silver and jade ornaments, so she simply ordered the guards to

"You, hurry back to the General's Mansion and collect all the nice-looking red hairpins from the storehouse in advance."

I originally thought of sending it directly to her, but later I thought that after I had finished asking her to do the work, I would personally send it to her, which would definitely make my daughter-in-law happier.

Just when Meng Jiao's manor was completed and her farming business was beginning to bear fruit, Shen Shuyang of the imperial palace had just finished discussing with Song's mother the plan to govern the eldest prince.

He returned to the imperial study with the letter Jiang Yunye had written to him alone.

Shen Shuyang rubbed his temple tiredly and handed the letter to the eunuch behind him.

"read"

The eunuch behind him heard the order and opened the envelope. He read smoothly at the beginning, but he was a little embarrassed at the end, not knowing whether he should continue.

Shen Shuyang was reviewing memorials while listening.

Seeing that the young eunuch suddenly stopped talking, he turned around and gave him a sharp look.

"Can't you even read a letter when I ask you to?"

The eunuch hesitated for a while, but decided not to take the blame. He knelt down tremblingly, holding the letter high above his head with both hands.

"Your Majesty, I dare not. How about you take a look for yourself?"

Without even putting down the wolf-hair brush stained with cinnabar, Shen Shuyang grabbed the letter.

"If you can't even read a letter, what use do I have for you?"

After reading it, he threw the wolf hair brush in his hand onto the dragon table.

"This Jiang Yunye, I think he really wants to go wild!"

It turned out that the letter not only described the process of being hunted down, but also wrote that he was seriously injured and had not yet recovered. He asked the emperor to approve his annual leave for more than ten years of hard fighting on the frontier, so that he could have a good rest. He also shamelessly asked for rare medicinal herbs and exotic toys, saying that he needed to pay attention to his mood while recuperating!

Shen Shuyang was furious.

“He has been guarding the border for sixteen years. If it is a full sixteen months according to the decree of the late emperor, he will have to take more than a year’s leave!

Also, I don’t believe that he never rested at the border! It makes me so angry, he is ignoring the people of the Northern Dynasty, he, he, he…”

The old eunuch who had been with him for many years hurried forward to persuade him.

"Your Majesty, please calm down. You and the general knew each other when you were young. You know that he is a stubborn person. Maybe he really has something that tripped him up this time.

Besides, since you took the throne, the court has been stable, the borders have been peaceful, and there has been no war in our Northern Dynasty."

A few words made Shen Shuyang feel better, but he still didn't believe it.

If anything happened to him, Mother Song would have to take up arms and go into the eldest prince's mansion herself.

Combining the description in the letter and Song's mother's request for credit, the information provided by these two people shows a person who runs through the whole thing, that is, the peasant girl named Yuan.

But it's impossible. That guy is like a beast. How could he bow his head and waste his time for a woman?

No, after finishing dealing with state affairs this time, he must go and find out what's going on. He wants to see what tricks that guy is playing.

He quickly picked up the pen, and with the vermilion pen tip he wrote a big "No!"

I picked up the paper and blew it, whoosh~

"Someone, deliver this to Jiang Yunye, hurry up!"

...

One day later, Jiang Yunye looked back and forth at the big "reject" sign.

"No? The emperor just wrote me this one word?"

Shadow Guard: Nod~

Jiang Yunye: I asked him to get me some precious medicinal herbs to treat my illness. Where are they?

Shadow Guard: Shakes his head~

Jiang Yunye: Do you have a mouth?

Shadow Guard: Nod~

Jiang Yunye: Then why don’t you say something!

The expression under the shadow guard's mask was a little chapped, and he shook his head~

Jiang Yunye...I really want to punch you to death.

He turned around and went back to write something quickly. When he came out, he blew the letter paper dry, folded it, and stuffed it directly into the shadow guard's chest without even putting it in an envelope.

"Send the letter to the emperor safely and tell him that I will wait for his news. I will not return until I receive it. Do you understand?"

The shadow guard took out the letter and handed it back respectfully.

Because the emperor knew the general would do this, he didn't let me talk to him. The emperor also said that he would no longer accept the general's letters...

So, half a quarter of an hour later...

The bruised and battered shadow guard put the letter into his chest, and Jiang Yunye slowly put his hand on his shoulder.

"Brother, please deliver the letter to the Emperor. Do you have any questions this time?"

The shadow guard shook himself.

"General, rest assured. I will! If anything happens, I will bring my head to you when you return to Beijing. Haha."

The shadow guard flew away, Jiang Yunye clapped his hands, what are you doing so arrogant, you are still silent, if I don't beat you up you will behave better...

Shadow Guard's inner thoughts: Brother, you didn't even beat me up, you just put my arm in and out, put it in and out, if you don't know, you would think I was a death row inmate trying to force a confession,

Your Majesty, I'm sorry. If you don't bring him back, he will die now. If you bring him back, he may live two more days. I really don't want to do this job for a single day...

Later, the emperor didn't know what to feel when he received the letter. He finally sent some precious herbs sporadically. He didn't mention Jiang Yunye's specific vacation at all.

The court welcomed the purge against the eldest prince's party. The first to bear the brunt was Song's mother. She was the first to jump out and testify, and was the pioneer in the investigation.

The civil and military officials looked at the long-haired and heroic Mother Song and were surprised at her current appearance. Everyone who saw her would say that she still had the charm...

On Meng Jiao's side, Uncle Yuan's leg injury was completely healed after being nourished by the spiritual spring water, and he even looked younger day by day.

Nowadays, many girls who come to the store to buy drinks even come for him.

Yuan Jinan, who was growing taller, was now working hard every day to provide fodder for the foal.

Next year is the Tongsheng Examination, which is held every three years. According to the teacher at the academy, the little guy is qualified enough to participate.

I was pleased to see that the farm had been completed. Even the sweet potatoes had been planted. In another month, potatoes could be planted. Everything was going according to plan.

Meng Jiao looked towards the direction of Shanghe Village.

Village chief, will you come to me for help?