The Mute Wife Who Brings Prosperity-Chapter 594 - 561: Passed Down Only to the Family Head’s Wife
Yun Huai brought the paper scrap back to his room, did something unknown, and returned about the time it takes for a cup of tea. The burned black part of the paper had noticeably faded, and some characters were faintly visible.
It appeared to be two rows, from top to bottom, right to left.
Very blurred, but barely readable.
First row: Mrs. Jiang. There were two characters at the front that were covered.
Second row: Harm me. There were also several characters at the back that were covered.
But just with these four characters, Xu Jia was already able to confirm her suspicions over the past few days—Tang Xiao was killed by Jiang Qingyu. Before he died, he left evidence in his son’s room, only that Jiang Qingyu accidentally discovered it the night she returned to the mansion. She thought Tang Yong knew too, so she initially beat him, then poisoned him to silence, and later, simply decided to finish it all by setting a fire to kill Tang Yong inside, but Tang Yong was lucky enough to escape on his own.
So, there was no truth in the claim of the head mistress rushing into the fire to save Young Master Yong, leaving her unconscious. It was all just the servants speculating after seeing Tang Yong unharmed and Jiang Qingyu burned.
Xu Jia pursed her lips, not knowing what to say for a moment.
That year, Jiang Qingyu was not forced by Tang Xiao, but voluntarily climbed into Tang Xiao’s bed. This was what Tang Xiao’s nanny told her in a previous life. Tang Xiao was courteous and polite, and naturally wouldn’t publicly address such matters. No matter how the outside world criticized, he took full responsibility, protecting Jiang Qingyu behind him.
But it was probably not until his deathbed that he realized Jiang Qingyu’s true nature. That venomous woman could voluntarily climb into his bed to avoid widowhood, and of course, could kill him for another man.
Clutching the paper scrap, Xu Jia’s eyebrows knitted.
The day Jiang Qingyu enters the door is getting closer and closer, how can the truth be revealed to the world within these few days?
Seeing this, Yun Huai asked, "Madam, do you feel something is not right somewhere?"
Xu Jia hesitated for a while, "If I were to solve an old case missing pieces within a short period, what should I do?"
Yun Huai said, "Nothing other than having both witness testimony and physical evidence."
Xu Jia fell into thought again.
When Tang Xiao died, she had not yet entered the door and was unaware of the details, so she could not find witnesses. As for physical evidence.
She glanced at the scrap of paper in her hand.
With just half a burnt paper, it’s tough to compare handwriting.
Witness, none.
Evidence, none.
Is this the only way?
Xu Jia felt a bit unwilling.
At this time, a little one tugged at her sleeve.
Xu Jia looked down, only to see Tang Yong standing on tiptoes, his eyes peeking at the paper scrap in her hand.
Xu Jia lowered the paper, asking him if he could understand it.
Tang Yong nodded.
Afraid she misunderstood, Xu Jia asked again, "Can you truly understand what’s written on it?"
Tang Yong nodded again, and it seems he had a lot to say, but having lost his voice recently, and not knowing sign language nor able to write, he could only look at Xu Jia anxiously.
Xu Jia patted his head, her voice gently comforting, "Don’t be afraid, soon a brother will come to check your throat."
When her hand touched Tang Yong’s hair, Yun Huai inadvertently cast over his gaze.
Unlike his distinct bone structure, the lady’s wrist was slender, likely well-maintained. Even though she practiced martial arts, her joints hadn’t changed too obviously, only seemed stronger compared to an ordinary maiden.
It was hard to imagine these hands accurately smashed a brick onto his head half a year ago.
Just then, he had just entered the capital with Ah Yin and hadn’t yet reached the Minister’s Mansion. Due to injury, he was forced to rest at the inn for a few days.
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With some time left before Yun Shisan and the others returned, Xu Jia didn’t feel comfortable staying any longer and pulled Tang Yong back to Wen Wan’s Qingteng Residence.
Learning that she was waiting for Yun Shisan to return, Wen Wan had lunch set up.
Near dusk, Yun Shisan and several brother disciples entered Song Mansion one after another.
Upon hearing they returned, Xu Jia rose to greet Wen Wan briefly, taking her little nephew to the front courtyard.
Song Wei was busy with affairs, and Yun Huai was in the guest room, having explained Tang Yong’s situation to Yun Shisan, and had arranged for him not to accompany those student warriors to the Ministry of War tomorrow, but to stay at Song Mansion to detoxify.
Yun Shisan glanced up at Yun Huai with a playful smile, "Family head, who’s important enough to have you personally speak up?"
Yun Huai didn’t respond, evidently ignoring his teasing.
Yun Shisan, slightly embarrassed, raised a hand to touch his nose.
As he stepped out the door, he happened to see Xu Jia leading a little one towards him.
Yun Shisan squinted, recalling the family head’s description of the poisoned person, probably a small kid.
It seemed that was the one.
Yun Shisan stood at the doorway, watching the duo approach.
Xu Jia had heard of Yun Shisan from others in her past life but hadn’t seen him personally. Seeing what seemed a fifteen or sixteen-year-old youth standing at Yun Huai’s doorway, she was shocked in her heart, intending to ask, but the other party was already cheerfully introducing himself, "I’m Yun Shisan, is Madam here for me to detoxify?"
Xu Jia nodded, then looked at Tang Yong, "This is my nephew. He was poisoned and lost his voice. I wonder if you might have a way to restore it?"
"No problem."
Yun Shisan half-squatted, raising his hand delicately to pinch Tang Yong’s cheeks and prompt a mouth opening, softly guiding, "Come now, open your mouth wide for me to take a look."
Tang Yong, upon hearing, glanced at Xu Jia.
Xu Jia nodded at him, "This is the elder brother who can treat you, just follow his instructions." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
Tang Yong received his aunt’s directive and slowly opened his mouth.
Yun Shisan, using the daylight, examined his oral cavity for a while, then invited him to sit at the stone table, checking Tang Yong’s pulse.
Xu Jia was intensely watching Yun Shisan, seeing him retract his hand, immediately asking, "How’s it?"
"Fortunately, the poisoning happened not long ago, still treatable," Yun Shisan concluded, "but it may take several days, meaning starting tomorrow, he must come every day."
"Alright," Xu Jia agreed readily. She and Wen Wan were on good terms, just the need to notify.
Worried as Jiang Qingyu’s entry day approached, Xu Jia uneasily asked, "Can I ask, how long approximately until he’s cured?"
"That’s indeterminate," Yun Shisan stated, "Children and adults differ in recovery speed, specifically depending on his own recovery pace."
After talking, Yun Shisan requested Xu Jia wait momentarily, himself returning to fetch a sky-blue ceramic bottle and handed it to her, conveying the dosage timing and cautions during its use.
The bottle contained powdered medicine.
Seeing Xu Jia lean in for a closer look, Yun Shisan sheepishly scratched his head, "Apologies, time constraints made it impossible to turn into pills, may taste bitter, so do ensure he takes it."
"Is this the antidote?" Xu Jia inquired.
"No," Yun Shisan truthfully replied, "I haven’t yet formulated the antidote. Inside, it’s powder to delay the toxicity from thoroughly destroying his voice, requiring timely, measured consumption."
Xu Jia lightly smiled, "Thank you."
"No problem," Yun Shisan joyfully beamed, revealing two dimples, clearly a lively character.
Xu Jia stored the bottle, seizing the chance to ask, "I heard Madam Yun didn’t take medication for her poor health in her youth, recovered naturally without them, is this true?"
"Those are just external sayings," Yun Shisan didn’t conceal from her, "Madam did recover naturally, yet didn’t do nothing; all thanks to a bracelet inherited from the Yun Family."
"Bracelet?"
"Right," Yun Shisan seriously remarked, "Though I don’t understand medicine, I’ve heard doctors mention some illnesses uncurable by medication, but prolonged jade wearing might slowly alleviate. Old sayings also express, one nurtures jade for three years, jade nurtures one for a lifetime, probably implies this."
In awe, Xu Jia thought, "Does that bracelet genuinely have such efficacy?"
"It’s passed down from the first matriarch in Yun Family, solely to successive family head’s wives, supposedly alongside Phoenix Blood Jade, its effect multiplies, however, our former family head searched extensively across Jiangnan without finding the authentic Phoenix Blood Jade."
Yun Shisan kept chattering, yet Xu Jia’s thoughts already wandered afar.
In her past life, her father returned triumphantly, titled Marquis, the Holy Emperor monitored Xu Family, citing their thin direct succession, hence graciously gifting two concubines, her mother’s health declined then, unmanageable by medicine. This life, she intended to alter the conclusion.
However, Yun Family’s bracelet is only for successive family head’s wives, and what of the so-called authentic Phoenix Blood Jade...
