After I became a passerby, I saved the villain's family

"Brother, have you written any poetry recently?"

Jiang Ci Yan was deep in thought. When he suddenly heard Jiang Ruoli's words, he didn't react for a moment.

Write poetry?

He used to love writing poetry, and his colleagues often asked him to compose poems.

It's just that he has been busy with work in the past two years and hasn't written poetry for a long time.

Jiang Ciyan shook his head gently and said in a gentle voice, "Brother, you haven't written poetry for a long time. Why do you ask me this?"

Jiang Ruoli scratched her head. How should she explain it?

Ah, yes!

"I had a dream yesterday. I dreamed that a master said that it was unlucky to write poetry recently, and I should not give poems to others. He specifically asked me to tell you."

Jiang Ruoli made up lies in a very serious manner.

Jiang Ciyan couldn't help but chuckle, "Okay, big brother, I'll listen to you."

No matter what my little sister asks for, it is definitely for his own good.

Ga?

Do you believe this?

Jiang Ruoli was shocked.

So easy to fool?

That......

"The master also said that since he couldn't enter your dream, he needed me to pass on a message for you, so you have to give me fifty taels of silver as a reward."

Jiang Ruoli stared at Jiang Ci Yan without blinking.

Jiang Ciyan suppressed his smile and said seriously, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, I'll go to your room to get you the money later, remember to thank the master for me."

Now Jiang Ruoli really suspected that her elder brother had a problem with his brain.

Seeing that Jiang Ruoli really believed Jiang Ci Yan's words, the Jiang family members tried to hold back their laughter until their faces turned red.

But thinking of the crisis of this scientific expedition, the family's mood became heavy again.

"By the way, your grandfather wrote to me yesterday." Mrs. Jiang suddenly remembered.

Mrs. Jiang's maternal family lived in Jiangnan all year round, and the two families often exchanged letters.

"What did grandpa say this time?" Jiang Ci Yan asked.

Mrs. Jiang smiled and said, "It's still the same as before, just some daily trivial matters."

Jiang Ci Yan nodded.

Jiang Ruoli felt something was wrong.

[Letter? Such a familiar plot...]

[Although this letter is just about daily trivial matters, I remember that it contains very important information... What is it? ]

【Ah! I can’t remember.】

[If I could read that letter, I might find something. ]

Jiang Ci Yan looked at Madam Jiang, and Madam Jiang understood.

"Yan'er, this time the emperor has entrusted you with the imperial examination. Your grandfather is particularly concerned after hearing about it. You should also read the letter."

"Madame Xu, go get the letter."

After a while, Nanny Xu brought the letter.

Jiang Ci Yan took the letter, opened it, and read it from beginning to end.

It was indeed just some daily trivialities and words of concern for each other, and it didn't seem like anything special.

Suddenly, Jiang Ciyan's eyes fell on one of the sentences:

"The grandson of my neighbor's aunt recites books in the yard every day, which is very disturbing..."

It looks like just an ordinary complaint.

Jiang Ci Yan frowned.

"Mom, are there any descendants from my grandparents' family taking the imperial examination this year?"

Mrs. Jiang was puzzled and thought about it carefully.

"Your cousin's child has heard about the provincial examination before. Could it be that he will also participate in this examination..."

As she spoke, Mrs. Jiang was stunned.

Everyone in the Jiang family reacted.

[Yes! That’s the person! ]

[My eldest brother did not pay attention to the relative mentioned in the letter at first, but was later falsely accused by his colleagues of leaking the test questions to the relative's child, and that's when he was arrested.]

The Dacheng Law stipulates that officials whose relatives take the imperial examinations in that year are not allowed to participate in any affairs related to the imperial examinations.

If Jiang Ruoli hadn't reminded them, the Jiang family would never have noticed this relative who lived thousands of miles away.

Jiang Ci Yan's eyes were filled with solemnity.

Colleague.

relative.

List.

Your Highness, you have really put a lot of effort into bringing down the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

late at night.

A figure quietly knocked on the back door of the Third Prince's Mansion.

"Who is it?" asked the person inside the door.

The person outside the door didn't respond, but barked three times.

After a while, the back door slowly opened.

The man walked in and hurried towards the study.

When I entered the study, I saw the third prince with his back to the door, and I knelt down to pay my respects.

"Your Highness."

Hearing the voice, Xiao Yuheng turned around.

Looking at the man kneeling below him, he smiled gently.

"You came."

-

On this day, Jiang Ci was about to go home after finishing his shift.

"Master Jiang, please stay." A voice called out to him.

Jiang Ci Yan looked over and saw that it was a colleague from the Hanlin Academy.

"Wang Dianji." Jiang Ci Yan bowed.

Wang Dianji, whose real name was Wang Zhou, served as a librarian in the Hanlin Academy.

Although they are colleagues, their rank is much lower than Jiang Ci Yan's.

Wang Zhou is two years older than Jiang Ci Yan. He is an honest and dull man. He got married last year. His wife gave birth to a daughter last month. He held a full-moon banquet a few days ago and invited Jiang Ci Yan.

However, the two of them did not interact much on a daily basis, so Jiang Ci Yan did not attend the event and only asked other colleagues to help send the gift money over.

Later I heard from my colleagues that the child didn't seem to be in good health...

"I was busy these days and was unable to attend your daughter's full moon banquet. Please forgive me, Wang Dianji." Jiang Ci Yan said politely.

"Master Jiang, you are too polite. You are busy with your work, so I don't want to bother you. But..." Wang Zhou hesitated, "Master Jiang, I have an unwelcome request."

Seeing Wang Zhou's awkward expression, Jiang Ciyan said with a smile: "Wang Dianji, you can talk now. I will do my best to help you if I can."

Hearing Jiang Ciyan's words, Wang Zhou paused, mustered up his courage and said:

"To be honest, my daughter was born with a pale face and purple hands and feet. We consulted many doctors, but none of them could find the cause. Later, my mother-in-law found a Taoist priest, who said that my daughter was born with bad luck and needed the calligraphy of a scholar to suppress the bad luck."

"I would like to ask for a painting from Lord Jiang."

After saying this, he bowed deeply.

Jiang Ci Yan's originally calm eyes suddenly became turbulent.

"The Master does not speak of strange things, but I never expected that Wang Dianji would also believe in them."

When he spoke again, Jiang Ciyan's tone became a little colder.

Wang Zhou was embarrassed. "I am ashamed, but my daughter's condition is really serious. I can only try any possible means."

"Why do you want my calligraphy?" Jiang Ci Yan looked at him expressionlessly.

Wang Zhou quickly explained: "Master Jiang is well-educated and his calligraphy is outstanding in the court. Your writing will be more impressive. You don't need to write more, just one poem will do."

It turned out to be waiting for him here.

Jiang Ciyan's lips curled up into a smile.

"Okay, I'll go back and write it and bring it to you tomorrow."

"Sir," Wang Zhou said hastily, "The Taoist priest will come to your house tomorrow to perform a ritual. Could you please...write it now?"

The smile on Jiang Ciyan's lips deepened.

"it is good."

After saying that, he turned and went back to the hall.

Not long after, Jiang Ci Yan came out with a piece of rice paper.

Wang Zhou took the rice paper and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the undried scratches on it.

"I thank Lord Jiang for his great kindness. In the future, I will do my best to follow your orders." Wang Zhou bowed deeply.

Jiang Ciyan helped him up and spoke slowly:

"I wish I could help you."

Jiang Ci Yan looked at Wang Zhou's departing back and fell into deep thought.

Third Prince, it turns out that you were the one who directed and acted out all of this from the very beginning.

In that case, don’t blame the Duke of Zhenguo’s Mansion for fighting back.