Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

Jiuli watched Jiang San and his men leave, then went to the study to look at the information coming from the capital. She memorized all the information at a glance, analyzed it word by word, and took full control of it.

Far away in the capital, at the Mansion of the Duke of Zhenguo, Jiang Wan (Duke of Zhenguo) sat in the main seat and listened to the reports from his subordinates. A moment of gloom flashed across his eyes, but he did not interrupt his subordinates.

"I have seen the prince giving money to the Jiang family for quite some years now, and he even calls the couple his parents," he said as he felt the coldness around his master getting worse and worse.

"What does Step-Madam mean?" Jiang Wan twirled the whip in his hand, trying to calm himself.

If Jiang Sheng was not her daughter, then who was her daughter? Perhaps the one she gave birth to was not a daughter.

"I guess the stepmother didn't know that Jiang Sheng was treated very well," or maybe she knew. After all, who can say for sure?

"Go check. Also, don't use the title of Crown Prince. It's not good to be so ostentatious before you even get the title. Also, be careful, eldest son. Don't let others lead you astray and make it difficult for you to find a good girl." Jiang Wan ordered one by one. "As for Jiang Sheng, just treat him as an outsider."

She is not a very smart person, but rather stupid and self-righteous. She has some little tricks to please the superiors. She is not the best heir to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. She is still young and can give birth to children!

"Yes, but the master has to go and make arrangements with the clan elders himself, and it is not easy to investigate what happened sixteen years ago," the subordinate continued, knowing in his heart that this was extremely difficult to investigate.

"I want to see the body, alive or dead. My child can only grow up in the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. I will recognize him if you find him back." Jiang Wan's eyes were serious. "As for time? You can take your time to look for him. There is no rush."

"Yes, I'll arrange it right away." He responded and walked out. This wealthy family really had a lot of things to do.

"Wait, check it privately and don't let outsiders know," Jiang Wan continued to order without even raising his head.

The stepmother definitely doesn't have the courage to do anything to let her down, but Jiang Sheng actually knew about it, so he is obviously a thief in the family.

Jiang Wan did this without letting anyone know. Of course, this "anyone" refers to the Jiang family, young and old. She also kept it a secret from Jiang Sheng. By the time Jiang Sheng found out, Jiang San had already changed his name to Jiang Che.

Even the name was written in the family tree.

But now Jiang San is still standing in the Jiang family, but the smile on his face has turned into a sneer.

"This is the material I personally selected for you. It is very suitable and very cool to wear in winter. It is also very unique." Jiang San pointed to the group of cloths that were thrown down, with a smile in his tone.

"You have always been reluctant to eat and wear, so you should thank me," Jiang San said with a cold tone.

His eyes swept over the two of them, and doubts appeared in his eyes again. He didn't look a bit like Jiang's father and mother, so how could they be a family? And the treatment he received at home was too bad.

Thinking back to when he came in just now, Jiang's father and mother were counting silver. He took a glance and his pupils shrank. It was a lot of silver.

"You unfilial son, you can wear this clothes? Will it be cool in winter?" Jiang's father sat down on the silver, covered it with his skirt, and took several pieces and hid them.

"I remember this was the treatment I received in the Jiang family? The clothes I wore were altered again and again but still not as good as this. So it's considered good enough for you guys," Jiang San said slowly.

"Mother, you should have no objection, right?" Jiang San fixed his gaze on Jiang's mother, and his words became increasingly harsh.

"You," Jiang's mother looked around and picked up a stick. When she saw the two women standing behind Jiang San, she stopped slightly.

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about? As parents, don't we all hope that our children will be happy? You are living such a good life now, your father and I are so happy."

Jiang's mother decisively changed the subject and winked at Jiang's father with a flattering and fawning look on her face.

"Just say that you and your son-in-law are doing well at home. Why do you bring a gift here? It's so formal." Jiang's mother said, wiping the stool, "Sit down and have a bowl of egg tea before you leave."

Father Jiang got up quickly. Egg tea? He thought of the task given to him by the three girls. He agreed and ran to the kitchen, beating eggs quickly.

"Mother, what are you talking about? Did any relatives come to our house a few days ago?" Jiang San looked around, noticed the new mud in the cracks in the wall, and thought of the two people he saw that day.

"No, don't you know about those relatives in our family?" Jiang's mother said no, "There? It cracked a few days ago, and I sealed it with mud. It doesn't look good."

Explained why it was new mud.

"But I saw someone who looks similar to Daya in town. It can't be that father has someone else outside?" Jiang San said it lightly, as if it was not important at all.

Jiang's mother first glared at Jiang's father in the kitchen, then waved her hands repeatedly, knowing that the three girls might have been seen.

"How could your father have someone outside with his character? But it's not impossible." Thinking about writing a letter, he had to send Jiang San away. "You go back first, I'll ask him about it. It's better to ask without outsiders around."

"Then I will go back first. If my father bullies you, you must let someone tell me." Jiang San's every word was sincere. He walked away, looking back every few steps.

Jiang's mother suddenly felt that Jiang San was very considerate.

Jiang San, who was standing at the door of Jiang's house, changed his expression and wiped his hands in disgust. What a whimsical idea, haha.

"Come here, do you have someone outside?" Jiang's mother put on a complete show and grabbed Jiang's father and pretended to hit him a few times, her tone becoming more and more fierce.

"No, my wife, ouch, be gentle." Father Jiang glanced at the figure outside and shouted skillfully.

After they could no longer see anyone, Jiang's mother picked up Jiang's father, and the two of them sat beside a tattered table and talked about something.

"I'll write a letter for you to send to the three girls later," Jiang's mother said with worry on her face. "Since this kid knows about it, you can't just keep it. This way, you can buy some medicine while you're at it."

"But Miss Yu is fine, and it's a bit difficult to take action against her people." Father Jiang looked hesitant.

"Since there are certainly plenty of opportunities in Taohua Village, don't you think the village chief is very suitable to be a chess piece?" Jiang's mother gestured, "Better yet, the dead can't talk."

"You're right," Jiang's father said with murderous intent in his eyes.

In this way, this matter will not be exposed in the future. The old woman is smarter.

"Then prepare to do it cleanly," Jiang's mother said calmly, as if she was killing a chicken.

"Don't worry," Jiang's father smiled sinisterly, "but should we tell the three girls?" He raised another objection.

"No need, ignorance is not a crime." Jiang's mother chuckled.