Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

The Hua family had long since become a victim of the imperial power struggle, and their Yongding Marquis Mansion ultimately could not escape the tragedy of being exterminated.

Xie Chengyin was immersed in the memories of his past life, unable to extricate himself from the pain.

Hua Cishu had been waiting for Xie Chengyin's answer. Seeing that Xie Chengyin was distracted, he couldn't help but cough twice as a reminder.

Xie Chengyin realized that he was distracted at the wrong time, and remembering the purpose of his visit, he asked, "I heard that the young general saved someone a few days ago?"

Hua Cishu nodded, "That's true."

Xie Chengyin continued, "The person you rescued was the Thirteenth Lady from the Minister of Revenue's residence. I heard from the Thirteenth Lady that the villain followed her all the way from the Minister's residence to the alley. I guess this was not accidental, but premeditated. I have some friendship with the Thirteenth Lady, and I want to help her find out who did it, so I came to ask the young general if he still remembers what that person looks like."

Hua Cishu had a photographic memory. Although he only had a brief glance at the person he pushed away, he still had some impression of his general appearance.

But he felt a little strange. Since the Thirteenth Girl mentioned being followed, she should have also mentioned the appearance of the villain.

After all, when he arrived, Thirteenth Girl and the bad guy were face to face, and Thirteenth Girl knew what the bad guy looked like.

If that was the case, why would Xie Chengyin go all the way to ask him about the villain's appearance?

Although Hua Cishu was thinking about it, he didn't say much. Since Xie Chengyin asked, he would just tell him what he knew.

Hua Cishu hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll draw it for you."

Bringing Xie Chengyin to the study, Hua Cishu walked to the table, spread out the paper, and started writing after a little thought.

He was a square-faced man with stubble and dark skin, a nondescript man.

After handing the finished portrait to Xie Chengyin, Hua Cishu said, "It may not be easy to find the person based on the portrait. You might as well start by investigating the people around Miss Thirteen. Since it was premeditated, they must have had a grudge against each other. It will be much easier to investigate this way."

Xie Chengyin nodded. Hua Cishu and he had the same idea. Looking for a person without any characteristics alone is like looking for a needle in a haystack, but it would be much easier if they looked for the motive.

After bidding farewell to Hua Cishu, Xie Chengyin left the general's mansion, saying that he would come back to express his gratitude another day.

In fact, Yan Ci had checked everyone around him, but still couldn't figure out who did it.

But she found a problem.

She was too weak now. If she hadn't fallen that day, she wouldn't have been almost beaten.

He had all the martial arts moves in his mind, but his body was so weak that he couldn't use them at all. This body was not only afraid of heights, but was also very weak. He could still show off when facing Yan Ru and others on weekdays, but if he met a tough guy, he would be completely defeated.

This incident is a clear example of this.

So after careful consideration, Yan Ci developed a plan for himself to keep fit.

Eat more and exercise more.

The road to finding the truth is not always smooth, and dangerous situations may occur from time to time. She can't always wait for others to rescue her.

It is better to rely on yourself than on others. Only when you are strong can you be fearless.

After thinking this through, Yan Ci ate another bowl of rice for lunch.

Only by eating well can she have the strength to strengthen her body.

Yan Ci got up early that morning, jogged a few laps in the yard, and then began to practice the sword moves he remembered.

Naturally, these things could not be revealed in front of Chunzhi. After all, it was difficult to explain where he had learned them from. So Chunzhi could only be sent away to pack up.

Because she was going to meet Jiang Yun at Duke Cheng'en's Mansion today, she asked Chunzhi to pack the red coral plum bonsai in advance and put it on the carriage.

I have sent a visiting card to Duke Cheng'en's Mansion two days in advance. All I need to do today is to bring gifts with me.

The Cheng'en Mansion was somewhat surprised when it received the visiting card from the Minister of Revenue's Mansion.

Nowadays, anyone who has some connections in the court knows that almost all of the Prime Minister’s followers are supporters of King Xiang.

And his granddaughter is about to marry the crown prince and become the crown princess, so it can be said that she is an established opponent of King Xiang.

The Minister of Revenue came to visit at this time. Could it be that he wanted to please both sides or wanted to change his status?

Jiang Weizhi looked at the beautiful handwriting on the visiting card and fell into deep thought.

When Yan Ci brought Chunzhi to the gate of Duke Cheng'en's Mansion, they saw many people coming out with smiles on their faces. It seemed that Duke Cheng'en's Mansion was very popular at the moment.

Chunzhi walked forward and introduced her identity to the servant at the door.

"Yan Ci, the daughter of the Minister of Revenue, has come specially to pay her respects to Lord Cheng'en and Miss Jiang."

The servant had originally thought that she was just a little girl, so he didn't take her seriously. But when he heard that she was the daughter of the Minister of Revenue, his indifferent look suddenly became full of attentiveness.

"Miss Yan, please come in."

As soon as Yan Ci entered the door, a little maid came to lead the way and took Yan Ci to the main hall.

Jiang Weizhi was sitting on a chair in the study, crumpling two walnuts in his hands. When he heard that it was Yan Tonglin's stepdaughter who came with a visiting card, his face suddenly turned cold.

When Jiang Weizhi received the visiting card, he was still wondering about Yan Tonglin's motives. Now that Yan Tonglin didn't come and his daughter came instead, Jiang Weizhi was even more unable to see through Yan Tonglin's thoughts.

Could it be that he wanted to show his face in the Cheng'en Mansion but was afraid of offending his immediate boss Xiao Chengzhang, so he let his daughter come?

If someone were to make a fuss about this and report it to the prime minister, Yan Tonglin could say that it was just a relationship between girls and had nothing to do with the relationship between adults and the court.

The Minister of Revenue is really good at calculating.

"Go, tell Yun'er to meet this little girl from the Yan family later and find a reason to send her away."

If you want to influence Pengyuan from here, you have to see if he is willing to give you this opportunity.

Yan Ci was sitting in the main hall. Apart from the cup of tea that was served to her when she entered the room, she had been sitting here for an hour and didn't see anyone.

Just when she thought she might not see Jiang Yun today, she heard light footsteps coming from outside.

The visitor was wearing a pear-yellow skirt with scattered flowers and a bun with flowers on her hair. She looked energetic and bright.

Her almond-shaped eyes were black and moist, like a mountain stream that would be filled with mist at any moment, hiding a faint cloud of smoke. She had red lips, white skin, and a pretty face. She was an extremely beautiful girl.

Yan Ci couldn't help but shout in his heart, Ayun!

Restraining the excitement in his heart, Yan Ci slowly stood up and politely bowed to Jiang Yun, "Miss Jiang."

Jiang Yun knelt down to return the greeting, and at the same time she was looking at Yan Ci, who was wearing a pink shimmering brocade dress and had her long hair tied up in a bun with a jade hairpin. She looked elegant and pretty, with dark and lively eyes, beautiful eyebrows, red lips and bright teeth. She was a very likable girl.

Yan Ci glanced at Jiang Yun's expression and saw the faint smile on the corner of Jiang Yun's mouth. He knew that the first impression he left on her was very good.

Then the probability of her becoming friends with her is even greater.

The two people sat down on the left and right respectively. Since it was their first meeting, they didn't know what to talk about for a while.

But Yan Ci understood Jiang Yun, so naturally he had a lot to say.