After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhong's wrinkled brows slightly frowned, and there was a moment of surprise on his face.

He saw that the little girl's almond-shaped eyes were filled with grievance and anxiety, mixed with a sense of determination that he could not understand.

"Silly girl, what are you talking about?" Old Master Zhong held Jiang Shiyuan's hand, his tone kind but with a hint of severity.

"Why wouldn't Grandpa believe you?"

"You are my granddaughter, Zhong Songtang, and the bloodline of my Jinling Zhong family!"

He paused, as if he had thought of some possibility in an instant, and a gleam of light flashed in his deep eyes.

"Xiaoyuan'er, have you heard any rumors about Japan invading Nanjing?"

"Or do you have plans that require you to bear the blame?"

After all, Mr. Zhong is an old fox with a long history in the business world. He keenly noticed that Jiang Shiyuan had something else in his words.

Jiang Shiyuan said nothing, but just stared at Mr. Zhong with slightly red eyes.

She knew that even without saying anything, her grandfather would understand some things.

"Xiaoyuan'er, grandpa is old and can no longer handle many things." Grandpa Zhong sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"But grandpa believes that you will be able to do better than grandpa through continuous growth and tempering!"

“As the saying goes, with great power comes great responsibility.”

"My Xiaoyuan is not an ordinary person. Your future contributions to our country will be far more than this."

"You can fly as high as the sky is high, but when you get tired, remember that grandpa is always waiting for you at home."

"Grandpa will always firmly choose to believe in my little wish!"

Mr. Zhong patted Jiang Shiyuan's thin shoulder and said solemnly.

His eyes were full of trust in Jiang Shiyuan, and even a hint of pride and expectation.

Jiang Shiyuan understood the hidden meaning of her grandfather's words, and her eyes became wet again.

Her grandfather, always so wise and kind, is her anchor.

She understood that no matter what she did, her grandfather would support and trust her unconditionally.

Because she is his blood-thicker-than-water relative and the incomparable pride in his heart.

Jiang Shiyuan sniffed and tried to force out a smile: "Grandpa, I understand what you just said!"

"Don't worry, Xiaoyuan will never let the Zhong family be truly humiliated!"

When we returned to the Zhong family's old house, it was already completely dark.

The old house was brightly lit, and servants were coming and going, busy in an orderly manner.

"Xiaoyuan, come here, grandpa will take you to a place." Old Master Zhong said, pulling Jiang Shiyuan's hand and walking straight towards Motangzhai.

This is where Mr. Zhong usually handles family affairs and reads and writes. It is antique and full of the scent of books.

Old Master Zhong walked to the large desk, bent down, and took out a locked sandalwood box from the secret compartment.

He opened it carefully, took out a yellowed thread-bound ancient book and handed it to Jiang Shiyuan.

"Xiaoyuan'er, these are some secret recipes for poisons that grandpa collected and developed when he was young. You must keep them well..."

Jiang Shiyuan took the ancient book, opened it and was stunned.

The pages were densely packed with records of the recipes and usage methods of various poisons, some of the poisons had names she had never even heard of.

"Grandpa, you..." Jiang Shiyuan looked at Grandpa Zhong in surprise.

She never imagined that her kind-looking grandfather was actually an expert in using poison.

"Haha, do you think grandpa is a hidden talent?" Looking at Jiang Shiyuan's surprised expression, Mr. Zhong couldn't help but laughed and joked.

"Xiaoyuan, times have changed. We can't just live on our ancestors' legacy."

"These secret recipes of poison may come in handy for you at a critical moment."

"Keep it safe for now, and don't use it unless it's absolutely necessary."

"Grandpa, I understand." Jiang Shiyuan nodded solemnly and put the secret book of poison into the sandalwood box.

"Grandpa, I heard from a friend who studied abroad with me that the Japanese are no longer satisfied with the Northeast and have been eyeing North and South China. Shouldn't we make countermeasures early?"

Jiang Shiyuan lowered his voice and asked solemnly.

"Well, Grandpa also heard some rumors when he was treating the families of some important officials of the Nanjing National Government."

"The Japanese are determined to destroy China, so we have to be on guard!"

Mr. Zhong sighed, his face full of worry.

"Xiaoyuan, what do you think?"

"Grandpa, I think our Zhong family and Qing Yu Tang can start preparing for a rainy day and be prepared to deal with crises from now on."

"for example?"

"For example, we can secretly transfer part of the family's assets to prepare for emergencies."

"We can also stock up on some food in advance, and make some pills, powders, pastes, and pills to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation, just in case."

"More importantly, we must unite all local forces that can be united to fight against the Japanese pirates together!"

Mr. Zhong listened to Jiang Shiyuan's analysis and nodded continuously, his eyes full of admiration.

"Xiaoyuan'er, your analysis makes a lot of sense."

"Why don't you summarize these ideas of yours into some easy-to-implement plans and give them to Grandpa!"

"Don't worry, Grandpa. I'll write it when I get back to my room!" Jiang Shiyuan smiled confidently and said while patting his chest lightly.

Then she picked up the sandalwood box, held it solemnly in her arms, said good night to Mr. Zhong, and turned to walk out the door.

"Xiaoyuan, go to bed early, don't tire yourself out!"

Old Master Zhong looked at Jiang Shiyuan's back and gave him instructions loudly with loving eyes.

"Got it, Grandpa, you should go to bed early too!"

Jiang Shiyuan waved without looking back and walked briskly towards his yard.

As the night deepened, the yard where Jiang Shiyuan lived was still brightly lit.

This Tingxuezhai was where her mother lived before she got married.

This place has been vacant since my mother passed away, and remains the same as it was when she was alive.

After Jiang Shiyuan came back, Mr. Zhong ordered people to tidy up the place and use it as her boudoir.

Every blade of grass and every tree in Tingxuezhai were planted by the original owner's mother when she was alive.

Today, under the careful care of the servants, these flowers and trees still grow lush and fragrant every year.

"Miss, you're back!"

A maid in green clothes saw Jiang Shiyuan and stepped forward to greet him enthusiastically.

"Yes." Jiang Shiyuan nodded. "Is the bath water I asked you to prepare ready?"

"My dear young lady, everything is ready. It is a medicinal bath that the master has carefully prepared for you!"

The maid said, leading her towards the bathroom.

Jiang Shiyuan saw a huge wooden barrel filled with steaming brown liquid.

There are also some flower petals scattered on the water surface, emitting bursts of medicinal and floral fragrance.

"Young lady, let me help you bathe." The maid said, and was about to go forward to help Jiang Shiyuan undress.

"Ah, I can do it myself, you go down first."

As a modern man, Jiang Shiyuan was not used to being served while taking a bath, so he dismissed the maid.

After she left and closed the door, Jiang Shiyuan began to slowly unbutton the white jade buttons on her black satin cheongsam and slowly stepped into the bathtub.

The warm medicine and fragrant petals wrapped Jiang Shiyuan's body, making her feel extremely comfortable and relaxed.

She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the edge of the bathtub, but the contents of the secret book of poisons involuntarily emerged in her mind.

The poison formulas and usage methods, as well as the names of poisons that she had never heard of, made her feel both novel and vaguely frightened.

"Huh..." Jiang Shiyuan let out a long breath, trying hard to put those messy thoughts behind him.

She told herself that now was not the time to think about these things.

The most urgent task is to sort out a response plan as soon as possible to help the Zhong family and Qing Yu Tang prepare for a rainy day and overcome future difficulties!