"Does Zuo Sijian really think that my decision can be changed based on your one-sided statement?" Yin Yichen smiled, yet his expression left a chilling chill. "I might as well tell you that the old lady isn't the only one lending money at interest in the Marquis of Zhongping's Mansion. If I were to handle this impartially, I'm afraid your Mansion wouldn't be able to bear it."

When Yin Yichen said this, Mrs. Wang, who had always been a vegetarian and a Buddhist, was also panicked. She hurried forward to smooth things over, "Prime Minister, my son was reckless. Please forgive him this time. He will definitely change his ways."

Wen Tingbai's face was now ashen, and he stood in the hall with his fists clenched, not saying a word.

Yin Yichen sat quietly in his chair, no longer speaking. Wen Xian, who was standing beside him, had already broken out in a cold sweat. "Prime Minister... Prime Minister, this is truly my fault. I beg you to forgive me this time. I will definitely discipline him when I get back."

"Beyond the law is nothing more than human feelings." Yin Yichen picked up the teacup on the table, rubbed it, took a sip of tea, and smiled faintly, "This matter is not my responsibility. I am not so idle nowadays. I have to take care of everything. You guys continue."

Wen Xian was embarrassed. Yin Yichen said that he didn't have time to meddle in other people's business, but now he was sitting in the hall as if he had nails on his butt and was unwilling to get up to watch the fun.

Mrs. Wang just wanted to finish the job quickly and get rid of this plague god in the hall. She didn't care about fighting for her son. She said bluntly, "Since the two children are not in harmony, let's sign a divorce agreement right here and now and part ways. We have nothing to do with each other's marriage."

After hearing what Madam Wang said, Wen Xian was enlightened and said quickly, "Quick, quick, bring paper and pen to write the divorce agreement and sign it."

To everyone's surprise, Yin Yichen, who had finally kept his mouth shut, spoke again. He looked at Wen Xian and said, "Since we're all getting a divorce, what should we do about the three thousand taels of silver that the Marquis' Mansion owes the General's Mansion?"

"This..." Wen Xian was stunned where he stood.

Seeing this, Madam Wang hurried forward to explain, "The general just said that if we divorce now, we don't want the three thousand taels of silver."

"Wait a minute." Song Lan, who was beside Song Jing, stood up again at this time and said with a sneer, "Madam, I just said that if you are willing to divorce, the three thousand taels of silver will be given to your family immediately, but your son did not agree. In this case, the three thousand taels of silver must be returned to my general's mansion."

"What?" Mrs. Wang immediately gasped. Three thousand taels of silver was not a small amount.

Yin Yichen did not refute, but instead focused his gaze on Wen Xian, "What do you think, Lord Shangshu?"

Wen Xian's face was extremely ugly, and he almost spat out a word from between his teeth, "Return."

"Well, in that case, I will serve as the judge of the yamen." Yin Yichen put his hand on the chair and said slowly, "Wen Tingbai and Song Wanning are not on good terms. They are now divorced. The Zhongping Marquis's Mansion is required to return all of Song Wanning's dowry and the three thousand taels of silver owed within three months."

The people of the Zhongping Marquis Mansion no longer dared to raise any objections and quickly responded, "Yes."

Song Wanning and Wen Tingbai signed their divorce agreement under Yin Yichen's nose and had no further ties with each other.

Yin Yichen finally stood up from his chair and said, "Your Excellency, I suddenly remembered that I have a lot of official business to attend to, so I will not disturb you for now. I also hope that Your Excellency will establish the promotion and demotion standards I mentioned earlier as soon as possible."

Wen Xian nodded repeatedly, "Goodbye, Prime Minister."

Song Wanning and Song Jing went out together. Song Lan was worried about Song Wanning's dowry in the Marquis' Mansion, so he immediately took people to move things.

Yin Yichen walked in front of Song Wanning and got on the carriage in front of Song Wanning without looking back for a moment.

Song Jing looked at Yin Yichen's back and spoke his mind, "Wan Ning, the Prime Minister obviously helped us today, but I don't know why. Do you know him?"

Song Wanning didn't dare to tell others that she knew Yin Yichen. She just said, "I've only been in the Marquis' Mansion and really don't know the Prime Minister. But now that I've done this favor, I should find a chance to thank him."

"That's good." Song Jing breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't worry about thanking the Prime Minister. Dad will do it for you."

Song Jing and Song Wanning boarded the carriage together. Song Jing seemed to remember something and hurriedly reminded his daughter, "It's best if you don't know the Prime Minister now, and don't have any contact with him in the future."

"Why is that?" Song Wanning looked puzzled. She really couldn't understand why Song Jing felt that Yin Yichen was not someone to be approached.

"Yin Yichen is only twenty-one now, but he's already the prime minister. He's second only to the emperor and above everyone else, even the princes in the palace are no less powerful." Song Jing shook his head and sighed, "A tall tree attracts the wind. No prince wants to see his brilliance overshadowed by an adopted son. The dynamics of the court are beyond your comprehension."

Song Wanning didn't refute this, but held her chin in her hand and said in surprise, "If that's the case, then isn't Prime Minister Yin extremely talented?"

Song Jing nodded slightly. "He's a rare talent, able to maneuver around in the court. He's definitely not a simple man. In short, it won't be a mistake to stay away from him in the future."

"I understand, Dad." Song Wanning responded, and when she lifted the curtain, she saw Yin Yichen's carriage leaving the street.

Song Jing wanted to give her a few more words of advice, but then he thought about it. Song Wanning had been married once. Yin Yichen, a powerful figure, probably wouldn't have anything to do with Song Wanning. He swallowed the words that were on his lips.

Song Jing and Song Wanning returned to the mansion first, while Song Lan and his men rented a carriage and brought fifty servants. It took them two hours to move all the dowry back to the Song Mansion. It can be seen how glorious it was for Song Wanning to marry into the Marquis' Mansion.

After Song Lan finished moving the things, he immediately called Song Wanning over and said, "Sister, your brother has moved all your dowry back from the warehouse in the Marquis' Mansion. You might as well take a look and make sure there are no mistakes or omissions. Don't let that heartless family get away with it."

"It must be right. My dowry was all locked in the warehouse at that time, and no one else could get in." Song Wanning looked at the tall and straight Song Lan and said hurriedly, "Thank you, brother, for helping me out this time."

"You're welcome." Song Lan smiled and raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Song Wanning didn't care whether the dowry was leaked, but she still remembered the treacherous manager of the Liu family.

Song Wanning had always been a person of her word. Now that she had encountered such a wicked servant, she was determined to teach the shopkeeper a lesson. Now that she had divorced and was a girl again, and the Marquis's Mansion knew that she had taken over the rouge shop, she was no longer afraid of her true identity being seen by the people in the Marquis' Mansion.

What she has to do now is to make the Liu family pay the price they deserve.