athering Nation, becoming more shrewd, used some tricks and managed to find out the truth.After hearing it, he was almost furious.It turned out to be the Franciscan missionaries next door, who somehow...At this moment, a little servant rushed over to report, "Miss County, the eldest mistress has returned by carriage and is looking for you."

"My sister-in-law is back" Jia Yin was surprised and hurried back to the old house.

As expected, Wan'er was standing by the door, chatting with the women and children from the village.

She naturally had an elegant and dignified appearance. At this moment, as she spoke and laughed, she became even more approachable, without any airs of a government official's wife.

Women all like her and always invite her home to sit.

Wan'er couldn't stand such passion, luckily her younger sister came back.

Seeing her sister-in-law's pleading look, Jia Yin stepped forward and smiled at her aunts-in-law, "Aunts, my grandmother and my mother are not at home. The family estate in the city is entirely under the care of my sister-in-law. Even if she wanted to visit your homes, she wouldn't have the time."

“So, let me have this honor! Today's pig slaughtering at home, let's have a slaughter dish first. When I come back in a few days, aunties, please kill a chicken for me and cook it with the mushrooms I picked on the mountain last autumn! By then, don’t be stingy!”

"Haha, how could that be! If the county princess wants to eat it, I'll kill all the chickens in my house and stew a big pot!"

"That's right, that's right. Now that our lives are better, we stew a whole chicken every few days. It's not like the poor days we had before."

"My house also has geese, stewed potatoes taste even better. Lady, come to my house first."

The women chattered excitedly, vying to have Jiayin go home for a meal first. For a moment, the clamor was deafening.

The village head and his wife happened to be passing by. They initially thought there was an argument, but it turned out they were fighting over the county princess coming to their house for a meal. The village head chuckled, folded his arms, and walked in.

Wu Da's mother chimed in a few words, then drove everyone to the kitchen to help, finally rescuing Wan'er and Jia Yin.

Wan'er and Wu Da's mother went to arrange bowls, chopsticks, tables and chairs, etc. Jia Yin went to the backyard to take a look at each room.

It has to be said, Grandma He was very dedicated. Even when the masters weren't around, she would have people clean the rooms every day, and even air out the bedding every other day, filling everything with the scent of sunshine.

Jiayin stayed in Grandma's room for a while longer, remembering the happy days of her childhood. For a moment, she missed her grandmother and mother, feeling a bit sad.

She didn't let her mood sour, and soon walked out, then rewarded Granny He and the others.

The gift was not much, just two taels of silver per person. He Mama was given an extra pair of silver hairpins.

But this also made Grandma He and the others overjoyed. This was the master's recognition of their hard work.

When night fell, iron drums at the four corners of Li's courtyard were filled with burning firewood, and torches were also inserted on the walls, illuminating the surroundings as bright as day.

In the village, old and young, everyone gathered together, eating the slaughtered pig's dishes and chatting idly, bustling with activity.

Men couldn't help but have a bowl of strong liquor, two gulps down, their faces flushed red, and then the conversation flowed freely.

Of course, Lao Hei and the others are still the protagonists. They shared a lot of their experiences on the road, which also opened everyone's eyes.

By the time everything settled down, it was high noon.

When the men sauntered home, and the women finished tidying up the "battlefield", the entire village finally fell silent.

Zhao Shu led his patrol team, roaming around the village and its outskirts, diligently taking care of every corner.

This is also one of the reasons why villagers can sleep soundly.

Jia Yin stood at the entrance of the courtyard for a while, and chatted with Zhao Shu for a few more words.

The old man was overjoyed, saying repeatedly, "Fortunately, I didn't go to see the King of Hell back then, otherwise, I would have missed out on these good days now."

Jia Yin smiled and comforted him happily, "People say that there is sweetness after hardship. Grandpa Zhao has endured a lot of hardships, now that good days are here, he deserves it."

"After a year and a half, nothing much has happened here in Xin Du. I'll take you and Grandpa Village Chief for a walk by the sea, and we can also see our family's businesses down south. Maybe we can even visit Jinfo Country!"

"Haha, that's great! I've clawed my way out of death pits my whole life, nothing scares me. Except after I die, I just want to be buried outside the village. That's all I desire."

"When you're alive, go wherever you want to go. Every day you see is a day gained!" The old man was open-minded and treated life and death as simply as drinking water.

After some casual chatter, Zheng He came out to greet the guests.

"Lady, Master and Mr. Wen have drunk the hangover soup and are looking for you to speak."

Jia Yin quickly greeted Old Master Zhao and went to the study.

Li La Er and Mr. Wen had been drinking with the villagers just now, and they were still a little tipsy.

But since Jia Yin is back, there are some things that still need to be made clear. Otherwise, even a slight discrepancy in this situation could lead to major chaos.

Just as Jia Yin had something to say, she personally poured tea for Second Uncle and Mr. Wen, and whispered, "Second Uncle, Mr. Wen, last night someone sneaked into the palace at night, entered the Imperial Study, and saw His Majesty."

"Who is it" Li Laoer frowned, "Why wouldn't the Emperor summon someone in daylight"

Jia Yin replied, "It is the Marquis of Dingbei."

"The Marquis of Dingbei!" Li Lao Er and Mr. Wen exclaimed in unison, then exchanged glances, their expressions turning serious.

“Lord Dingbei has always been the Empress Dowager’s man, even before the capital was moved. Now…” Mr. Wen hesitated, then continued, “Now it seems she is seeing the Empress Dowager’s power waning and intends to switch sides Or perhaps… he has always been a pawn placed by the Emperor by the Empress Dowager's side”

Li Laoer frowned and pondered for a long time before replying, “No matter what happened before, he is now on the Emperor’s side.

"Originally, I thought the Emperor only wanted to clean up the court and weed out those with ulterior motives. But it seems like this, the Emperor wants to eliminate the Empress Dowager and her faction in one fell swoop!"

Mr. Wen nodded, "Certainly so, but it is somewhat risky."

He sighed and said in a low voice, “It seems the Emperor’s condition is more serious than we imagined. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so anxious to clear up all the hidden dangers at once.”

Jia Yin had been wondering about this all along. Seeing the conversation reach this point, she asked, "Second Uncle, what poison did the Emperor take Is it serious"

Li Lao Er coughed twice and looked at Mr. Wen.

Mr. Wen lowered his head to drink tea, apparently unwilling to respond.

Unable to speak plainly, he could only vaguely say, "According to Zhang the Divine Doctor, the poison in the Emperor is similar to Fuyong Paste. Initially, inhaling it will only make one restless. Inhaling a fragrance made from Qinghecao can alleviate it."

But long-term use will drive people mad with mania and delusions, leaving them unable to wake up. And those who are addicted... slowly lose their fertility.

Jia Yin blinked twice and gasped.

A wasp's tail sting, the most venomous of a woman's heart!

Looking at the Noble Consort's gentle and soft appearance, she was deeply in love with the Emperor. Who would have thought that she would strike such a ruthless blow

Not only should the emperor go mad and die, but his descendants should be cut off!

"This... what is the Empress Dowager trying to do"

Mr. Wen put down his teacup and sighed, “What else is there to say It's all because of that chair! Even the most noble Consort isn’t as secure as the Empress Dowager.”

Li Lao'er also nodded, "The Second Prince wouldn't be at ease until he was crowned emperor, even if he was made crown prince first."

Jiao Yin suddenly thought of a possibility, her heart clenched...has studied diligently since childhood and taken the imperial examinations, his skills are still a bit lacking. It can be understood considering his relatively short time of practice."The Third Prince...