Traveled to ancient times and became a cheap little dad

At this time, Ling Yun didn't know that Jiang Yun had already planned an escape route. He had been in Madam Ling's yard, telling the whole story.

After hearing this, Old Lady Ling was horrified. Her son's words were euphemistic, but they also revealed that he had already identified herself as the mastermind behind the scenes, and that Nanny Wen was just a pawn.

"Someone, go call Madam Wen and tell her that she cooks well and the master will reward her." Madam Ling always had a hot temper and could not stand this.

Soon, a woman about 50 years old came into the room.

Madam Ling didn't waste any words and went straight to the point, "Wen Qiu, my Ling Mansion has always treated you well, why are you using the Ling Mansion's name to hire assassins to hurt people?"

Wen Qiu, who had come to claim the reward, was also shocked. Seeing how big the scene was, he quickly knelt down.

"I don't know what the old lady is talking about. I have worked in the Ling Mansion for 20 years and have never done anything to hurt anyone."

"I beg the old lady and the third young master to give me justice." He kowtowed heavily as he said this.

Madam Ling stood up angrily.

"The person you harmed is still alive. He went to the government office to sue you. The thugs have already been arrested and they pointed out that it was you who did it."

"The police are at your residence right now. If it weren't for the fact that you have worked for 20 years, they would have already handed you over to the authorities. Why are you still trying to make excuses for yourself?"

Wen Qiu's face turned pale and he felt confused, but if he had to die, he couldn't die in such a confused way.

"Madam, Third Young Master, how can I confess something I have never done?"

"I am willing to confront that man. If it was really me who did it, you can either kill me or chop me up and wait for your punishment. I just hope you don't let me be a fool."

Because they knew this was going to happen, the pockmarked man was brought up, and Jiang Rong was called over as well.

Ling Yun was afraid of seeing the thug's face and scaring him, so he asked Ah Sheng to take Jiang Yun to the bedroom to rest.

Hearing this arrangement, Jiang Yun nodded. He was also afraid that he really had post-traumatic stress disorder, which would affect the progress of the case, so he didn't go there. He just waited for the matter to be over and told the truth.

I learned from Ah Sheng that this was the old house of the Ling family. When I arrived at the bedroom, I found it was truly luxurious.

It is bigger than the three rooms in Jiang Yun’s house combined. Once again, I feel the gap between the rich and the poor between them. Alas, comparing yourself to others will only make you angry.

After Ah Sheng brought the people here, he stood guard at the door. Jiang Yun walked around and found that the atmosphere of Lingyun’s life was very strong here. The house they visited before was too new.

How can there be so many things, and it’s just the bedroom, the study isn’t even here, wow.

Even the roof was painted with intricate patterns. I really was a scumbag.

Others who traveled through time either became officials or displayed extraordinary talents, but when it came to me, even living became a problem. Alas!

Suddenly, there was a noise at the door.

A soft female voice and a child's voice, vaguely arguing with A Sheng about something?

When I opened the door, I saw two women, probably the master and her servant, and a little boy who seemed to be about to cry.

"A Sheng, what happened?" Jiang Yun frowned slightly. The look in this woman's eyes made him uncomfortable.

Ah Sheng felt that he was in trouble, even though everyone knew that his master had children.

But Young Master Jiang had a brain injury and couldn’t remember anything that happened before.

These two people have just started to have a bad relationship, so they must not be affected by what happened today.

Before Ah Sheng could reply, the leading woman introduced herself.

"I'm Song Yue, Brother Yun's cousin. We grew up together. I've been living in his mansion, taking care of his children."

Jiang Yun nodded but didn't reply.

It’s the cousin thing again. I’m afraid it’s more than just wanting to take care of the children.

The way he looks at me is so unfriendly, he must be thinking of me as a love rival.

Regardless of who Ling Yun likes, I really want to educate them about the dangers of marrying close relatives.

Song Yue was unhappy when she saw Jiang Yun didn't say anything, but she endured it and didn't lose her temper.

I waited so long for my cousin to come home, but this vixen who seduced him was also there, and he was not dead.

Song Yue could only say in a tender voice

"Jiaer coughed a few times this morning. I heard that Brother Yun was back, so I brought him here. I wonder if this gentleman can let us in."

"He's not in the room, he's in the old lady's yard. Since the child is sick, it's better to see a doctor as soon as possible." Jiang Yun said as he prepared to close the door.

"Hey, don't close the door yet. The child just misses his father. Let us go in and take a look."

Song Yue stretched out her hand to block it and gave a wink to her maid Xiuzhu. Xiuzhu understood and was about to rush in.

Ah Sheng took a step forward and stood in front of Jiang Yun. If he bumped into this little ancestor, his job would be over.

"Miss, why don't you go to the old lady's courtyard and take a look? Today, a victim came and accused someone from the Ling Mansion of hiring someone to kill someone. The government has been alerted to investigate the case."

"The confrontation is going on now. As the head of the Ling family, the master is naturally present here as well." After Ah Sheng finished speaking, he looked at Song Yue's restrained and forbearing expression, as if she was trying her best to endure it.

The maid next to Song Yue gently tugged at her sleeve. The movement was very small, but A Sheng saw it.

"Since Brother Yun is not here, we will leave first. Jiaer, let's go."

Yongjia is Lingyun's eldest son. He hasn't seen his father for more than half a month. He listened to Song Yue and thought that he could see his father by pretending to be sick, but in the end he didn't.

He yelled angrily, "Ah Sheng, let me go in to find my father, get out of the way. Why can this person go in? I want to go in too."

As he said this, he pushed Ah Sheng and was about to rush in, but he was lifted up and put back outside. Seeing that this plan didn't work, Yongjia decided to use his special skill, rolling over.

It came as soon as he said that. He lay on the ground and started crying. The sound was deafening. There was only thunder but no rain.

Jiang Yun felt a little dizzy. Normally, Ling Yun should have been married and had children at such an age. She should have heard about it before, but she never paid attention to it. But after what happened today, how could she not care?

"A Sheng, please take him away. His crying is giving me a headache." Jiang Yun said, holding his swollen and aching temple.

Ah Sheng wanted to ask Song Yue to take the child away, but he didn't know when Song Yue left, leaving the child behind to throw a tantrum.

Suddenly thinking of something, Ah Sheng said, "Young Master Jiang, this child is the master's eldest son named Yongjia. Just tell him to go back to the yard by himself." After saying that, he ran away.

Jiang Yun felt her head hurt even more. The maids and servants were either watching the fun or being called in for questioning. At this moment, in the huge courtyard, there were only Jiang Yun and Yongjia staring at each other.

"Oh, okay, stop crying. If you want to come in, just come in." Jiang Yun said and went straight into the house without paying any attention to Yongjia rolling on the ground.

When Yongjia heard this, he immediately got up and followed.

It seems that this person did not lie, and Dad is really not here.

I saw the man lying on the couch, covered with a piece of clothing, half-closed and resting.

Yongjia rushed over and asked, "Why are you covered with my father's clothes?"

Jiang Yun raised her eyelids. She really didn't like naughty kids.

"If you want to stay, stay. If you don't want to stay, get out. I have a headache and I don't have time to accompany you."

Yongjia then lay on top of Jiang Yun, scaring her awake. "Why are you lying on top of me? I can't hold you."

"Who asked you to hold me? I'll rub your head. My mother said that this is how she rubbed my father's head when he had a headache." Yongjia said as he stretched out his chubby little hands and rubbed Jiang Yun's head.

Although he didn't know what to do, Jiang Yun still felt a little touched. If he knew that he was the suspect who killed his mother.

Suddenly I didn't know how to face this child. He looked a little naughty, but he had no mother since he was young and his father was still...

Thinking about what happened in the yamen today, Jiang Yun couldn't help but blush.