Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

"Xiao Bao? Didn't you go out to play with Xiao Mo? Why are you back so soon?"

After entering the room, Jiang Heng lay sprawled on the table as if she had no bones. Upon hearing this, she wrinkled her nose and said unhappily, "The Third Prince sees me like a starving dog sees a bone. It's no fun for me to stay here."

Madam Jiang frowned and pretended to be serious, saying, "You can say these things to your mother, or your father will punish you."

Then, as if casually probing, she asked, "Where did Xiao Mo take you to play? How did you end up running into the Third Prince?"

"We went to the theater on East Street. The Third Prince was with my elder brother today. I can't appreciate opera. It's all so cheesy and babbling. My elder brother was busy chatting with other people and didn't have the energy to pay attention to me. It was so boring. I might as well have sunbathed and slept in the backyard."

"You've finally gotten a little better, don't just lie around all day, move around more." Jiang Shi reached out and tapped his head, looking helpless.

"Alright, alright, I'll go for a stroll in the yard then." Jiang Heng pretended to give in, strolled back to her own yard, and curled up in her recliner.

"Young Master, didn't you say you wanted to take a stroll?"

When Jiang Heng's bodyguard Lu Qian saw that his young master had lain down again, he hesitated for a moment before finally speaking up.

After lying down for over ten years, and finally being able to run and jump again, why does she still prefer to lie down?

Lu Qian's family had an accident some time ago, so he took leave for a while and only returned to the Marquis's residence today. Since childhood, Lu Qian had been sent by the Marquis of Zhongyong to serve Jiang Heng, and he only obeyed Jiang Heng's orders. She was a few years older than him.

In this Marquis's mansion, the only people Jiang Heng could trust besides the Marquis of Zhongyong and his wife were Lu Qian.

"I took a stroll, didn't I just come back from my mother's yard?" He's had enough exercise for today; any more and he really can't do it.

Seeing that Jiang Heng looked exhausted, Lu Qian sighed. Oh well, he could never win an argument with Jiang Heng.

"Lu Qian, come closer, I need you to do something."

Jiang Heng whispered something in Lu Qian's ear. Although he was puzzled as to why Jiang Heng suddenly wanted to deal with Jiang Mo, he would not question any of Jiang Heng's decisions.

After hearing Jiang Heng's instructions, he immediately turned around and went to carry them out.

As for Madam Jiang, after Jiang Heng left, she sat in the room for a moment in thought before getting up to go to the study to find Marquis Zhongyong.

"Madam, what brings you here at this hour?"

Seeing that Madam Jiang had dismissed everyone from the study and ordered people to stand guard outside, forbidding anyone from approaching, Marquis Zhongyong, noticing her serious expression, couldn't help but ask earnestly, "What happened?"

Jiang told Marquis Zhongyong exactly what Jiang Heng had complained to her about today, "Although Xiao Bao is a bit spoiled, he never exaggerates."

Although she did not say it explicitly, after many years of marriage, the Marquis of Zhongyong had already understood her meaning.

"Have Jiang Mo come to the study after returning to the manor."

"Host, Jiang has indeed gone to find the Marquis of Loyalty and Valor."

886 is back with a live update on Jiang Heng. When it comes to getting involved with Jiang Mo, 886 is incredibly enthusiastic, second only to shipping couples.

There was no way around it; they were all disgusted by Jiang Mo. With such a sharp tongue, why didn't he become a storyteller?

“My mother is a smart woman. Don’t be fooled by her long stay in the inner quarters; she used to travel all over the country with my father.”

"But in the original story, they were still killed by Jiang Mo."

"That's because they have no suspicion of Jiang Mo. I'm going to make them suspicious of Jiang Mo now. I don't need to do much, just a little bit will reveal his true intentions."

Jiang Heng sat with her legs crossed, swinging back and forth, waiting for Jiang Mo to return home.

As evening fell, Jiang Mo returned to the Marquis's residence and was told by the steward that the Marquis of Zhongyong was looking for him. Without thinking much about it, he turned around and headed towards the study in the main courtyard.

...

"The young master's health is visibly improving day by day. In the future, this Marquis's mansion is destined to be handed over to the young master. Will the eldest son be able to get a share of the spoils?"

"I heard that the Marquis had considered handing over real power in the Marquis's mansion to the eldest son. After all, the heir's health... But now I think it's unlikely."

“Even if the heir is weak, the Marquis would never hand over the Marquis’s mansion to the eldest son. The Marquis only adopted him as his son so that someone could take care of the heir after he passes away. Even if his father was kind to the Marquis, he has been enjoying treatment that he could never have enjoyed in the past. No matter how great the favor, it is enough to repay. He really thinks of himself as the master of the Marquis’s mansion.”

...

As Jiang Mo passed by a rockery, he heard the voices of several servants coming from behind it. He initially thought they were just lazy servants slacking off and chatting, but to his surprise, he heard his own name being mentioned in such a despicable and contemptuous manner.

This is how these lowly servants usually see him.

Jiang Mo's face twisted for a moment. Why couldn't he be the master of the Marquis's mansion? He not only wanted to be the master of the Marquis's mansion, but he also wanted to be a superior person.

After Jiang Mo walked away, Lu Qian emerged from behind the artificial hill. There was no servant shirking their duties or gossiping; it was simply Lu Qian, following Jiang Heng's instructions, deliberately changing his voice to set a trap for Jiang Mo.

The young master's calculations were truly accurate; Jiang Mo really didn't bother to come around and investigate.

Lu Qian returned to report after completing his mission, while Jiang Mo arrived at the Marquis of Zhongyong's study.

"came back."

In the study, Marquis Zhongyong put down the documents in his hand and looked at Jiang Mo with a solemn expression. Years of battlefield and court life had given him a way of looking at people that gave one the illusion of being seen through.

Jiang Mo's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly lowered her eyes to greet him, avoiding eye contact with the Marquis of Zhongyong.

"The housekeeper said you took Xiaobao out to play today. Did he get into any trouble?"

When Jiang Mo heard that he asked about this matter, he felt a little relieved. "It's not a big problem, it's just that Xiao Heng left without saying goodbye, which made the Third Prince a little unhappy."

He looked up and saw that the Marquis of Zhongyong had frowned when he heard this. He quickly said, "I have already apologized to His Highness on behalf of Xiaoheng. His Highness is kind and did not hold it against me."

"Benevolence? You speak highly of the Third Prince, is it because you're on good terms with him?"

Jiang Mo didn't realize that the Marquis of Zhongyong was setting a trap for him, and in a short time praised the Third Prince in every way, from his character and personality to his style of doing things and his recent political achievements.

"Father, most of the court officials are now supporting the Third Prince. Why don't we also pledge our allegiance to His Highness? Then..."

"Shut up!" A reprimand interrupted Jiang Mo. "Do you know where the name 'Loyal and Brave' in the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion comes from? It was earned by risking my life to protect His Majesty back then. The glory of the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion today is due to the fact that I, Jiang Lihai, am loyal to only one person, and that is His Majesty."

“Once the Third Prince ascends the throne, the Marquis of Zhongyong’s family will still be loyal to His Majesty. The family is merely taking sides, not rebelling.”

With a "crack," a teacup was suddenly thrown at Jiang Mo's feet, crashing to the ground with a loud thud. The flying shards cut several wounds on the back of Jiang Mo's hand.

The slight stinging pain brought her to her senses instantly, making her realize what outrageous things she had just said, and she was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat.

“Jiang Mo, I don’t object to your association with the Third Prince, but remember, I will never allow you to use the Marquis’s name.”

"And what about Jiang Heng! If it were Jiang Heng standing here today, would you still say the same thing? Or is it because I'm just your adopted son that I'm unworthy!"

Jiang Mo's face flushed red. The words he had heard at the rockery a moment ago echoed in his ears again, so even Jiang Lihai did not consider himself a member of the Marquis's mansion.

Jiang Lihai found him utterly unreasonable. How could so many years of upbringing have produced such a blockhead? He looked Jiang Mo straight in the eye and said seriously, "No matter who stands here today, what I'm saying is the same. I will not allow anyone to get involved in partisan disputes for any reason. Otherwise, don't blame me for expelling him from the Marquis's residence."

Jiang remained silent, and it was unclear whether he had taken her words to heart, but at least on the surface he appeared much calmer.

Watching his retreating figure as he left the study, Jiang Lihai shook his head in disappointment, hoping he could understand his good intentions. No one could fathom the Emperor's thoughts; at least for now, there was no indication that the Emperor had a preferred heir apparent. Choosing the wrong side would bring utter ruin to the entire Marquis's mansion.

Whether you call him old or cowardly, he has no desire to claim any credit for his role in the rise of the new emperor.