When Jia Zheng heard this, his face was stunned: "This..."

Seeing her son's incredible appearance, Jia Mu frowned, her face was not seen with any kind eyebrows, but instead showed a ruthless look, and said angrily: "I really think it's a playbook that can't be performed?! If no one helps, how could the troublemakers survive the twenty-two boards and sue them successfully? How could the three departments jointly hear the trial now? How could the evidence in the troublemakers find out?"

"Mom, don't be angry because of this. It's because my son is stupid and hasn't figured out this joint yet." Jia Zheng was angry and knelt down on his knees and apologized sincerely.

Jia Mu lowered her head and looked at Jia Zheng with regretful face. She sighed deeply, her expression calmed down a little, and bent down to help the person up in person: "What are my son saying this? Now everything is just a guess for my mother. But we can't sit still and wait for death. We can find a way to let the Empress explore the current verbal movement first and then plan. But you are right. No matter what the matter is, Jia Zhen's is indeed a harm. We must find a way to get rid of it as soon as possible."

"Mom, my son thinks that since people mentioned the division of sects..."

"This is absolutely impossible!" Jia Mu's tone became tougher after hearing this: "Not mentioning the family business created by Rongning and Jia generations, even now, it cannot be stopped!"

"Zheng'er, Jia Zhen's evil can be eliminated, but Rongfu and Ningfu are absolutely inseparable." After two consecutive "serious" emphasis, Jia Mu was afraid that her son would have other thoughts, so she directly and clearly said various interest relationships: "The most important thing is that the exchange between the resources of Rongfu and Ningfu is that Jia Jing first prayed for the prince to become a monk. The emperor and now he remembered this."

The prince died of illness. When he was alive, he had a good relationship with the current emperor. Nowadays, he still mentioned the prince from time to time.

Jia Zheng nodded seriously: "Mom, I understand." Jia Zhen just has a good father. No matter how he kills, it's okay. As long as he is still alive, his father can protect him.

"Then...what should we do?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Mu took a deep breath, looked at Jia Zheng with an innocent look on his face, gritted her teeth and said, "Then try to disrupt this mess of muddy water! It's just a bad thing for some bad slaves. If someone dares to take the opportunity to make trouble, will he really be innocent?" Even if he is innocent, it is not easy to pinch his black figure? Even if the most severe officials protect each other and point them at each other, it is normal.

In the last sentence, Jia Mu didn't say it to Jia Zheng, because she was afraid that she would feel dry and her mouth would be dry.

After instructing Jia Zheng to ask his colleagues for some thoughts, it seemed that he was trying hard to help. After Jia Mu said that, she waved her hand and asked someone to leave, and she wanted to be alone and quiet.

When I really encountered something, I realized that the obedient son was actually useless, and all the pressure was on her alone.

Just as Jia Mu lamented the pros and cons of her education, Jia Zhen, who was hiding in the East Courtyard of Rongfu, quietly crawled back home. As soon as he received the news that Jia Zheng returned to Rongfu, he came to lurk on his own. Although he was able to concentrate on eavesdropping on the conversation between the mother and the son, Jia Mu did not follow his script.

He could hardly hold back his breath and shouted "The truth of Jia Zheng."

But, that's good!
Chapter completed!