The three arrived at the Jiang residence, which was owned by a well-known wealthy merchant family in Heyang County. The entire mansion was very large, and the entrance was quite imposing. Song Anxin gave some money to the two servants guarding the gate so they could go in and announce their arrival.

Soon, Song Anxin and her group were led inside to a side hall. The side hall was very large, and the tables and chairs inside were luxurious and obviously very valuable, but Song Anxin and her group had no interest in appreciating them.

"Hehe, I didn't expect them to arrive so quickly." A man dressed in royal blue brocade walked out, followed by a man in white silk with a serious expression. Song Anxin knew from the appearance of the man in white that this was probably the young master Zhang that Lin Fengshou had mentioned, and behind him was actually Lin Gangzi!

When Song Anxin saw the veins on Lin Gangzi's head twitching, Lin Dage and Lin Fengnian's expressions changed drastically.

Young Master Jiang came in and lazily sat down in the armchair. "You must be Lin Fengshou's mother. Lin Fengshou took my money but didn't deliver the goods. Those goods were supposed to be sent to Liuzhou City. He made me break my promise and caused me to lose a lot of money. I asked him to compensate me according to the agreement, but he refused. I had no choice but to send him to the yamen to go to jail."

"Since you're here, that's fine. Then you can compensate Lin Feng." He smiled, but his eyes revealed a sinister intent.

Zhang Jing took out a contract, and when Song Anxin saw it, she was shocked to see that it cost ten thousand taels of gold. This was practically robbery! How exactly did Lin Fengshou sign that contract?

The eldest son of the Zhang family said, "Aunt Lin, it's alright if you can't produce it. Here is a contract that can be used to pay off the debt."

When Song Anxin saw that they were offering her family's two main businesses—salted duck eggs and braised delicacies—as well as the recipe for Tianqing wine to pay off the debt, she paused for a moment. How did they know about her family's Tianqing wine?

But she knew for sure that Lin Gangzi was behind the duck eggs and marinated meat. She suddenly looked at Lin Gangzi, her eyes extremely sharp.

"Hehe, Aunt Lin, glaring at me won't help. This contract was personally signed by Lin Fengshou, and he even put his fingerprint on it. Young Master Zhang and Young Master Jiang are only letting you use these to pay off your debts because they think highly of your family. Don't be ungrateful."

Brother Lin and Lin Fengnian had already understood what was going on. Their hands clenched into fists instantly, and Brother Lin said with extreme anger in his eyes:

"Tie Tou's son, how could you harm your own fellow villagers like this? You are a traitor and a disgrace to our Lin Family Village! I will make sure the village head removes you from the Lin Family. You are not worthy of being a member of the Lin Family!"

Lin Gangzi scoffed, "I've wanted to leave that poor slum for a long time. You think I care about my name on the family tree? Let me tell you, money is the most important thing. With money, I can rebuild the entire Lin Family Village!"

"Hahaha!" Young Master Jiang, sitting in the armchair, suddenly burst into laughter: "Zhang Jing, your new little brother is quite interesting. You've got my heart set on that."

Lin Gangzi immediately bowed and scraped, saying to him, "Thank you for your appreciation, Young Master Jiang."

After laughing, Jiang Liu's eyes suddenly turned fierce: "Let me tell you, I don't care about your so-called 'Rich Egg' braised dishes at all. You have to give me this Tianqing wine! Otherwise, Lin Fengshou is dead!"

Zhang Jingshou's lackey wanted the secret recipe for the "Rich and Delicious Eggs" but he had no interest in it. However, after Lin Fengshou brought him a wine called "Tianqing Wine" once, which was extremely pure in color, he knew that this "Tianqing Wine" had to belong to him. Zhang Jingshou was a good judge of character, and it was worth the effort he put into getting close to Lin Fengshou.

Lin Gangzi, standing to the side, grew anxious: "Young Master Jiang, please don't! Didn't we agree that these two items would be for me? Please let me have a sip of soup too."

Jiang Liu kicked over the stool next to him: "You filthy lackey! You really think you're someone special? Do you even have a say in this?!"

Lin Gangzi immediately shrank back and bent even lower, too frightened to utter a sound.

Zhang Jing glanced up and said, "Why get so angry? Just give it to him."

Zhang Jing didn't really care about these small-scale food items. The benefits his family received from the Jiang family were far greater than this. However, he knew that someone who could launch two wildly popular dishes must have something even bigger up their sleeve. It seemed his intuition was always accurate.

As he thought about it, his eyes narrowed. When Tianqing Wine was brought over, he knew that his family's days of relying on the Jiang family were over. This thing would bring far more than just money, but he still needed to rely on the Jiang family's power.

Lin Fengnian was trembling with rage. "You, you are all so despicable and shameless! If you dare to touch my second brother, I will fight you to the death!"

Song Anxin held Lin Fengnian down. It was no use for their family to fight back. These people had already planned to take advantage of their family. How could an arm twist a thigh?

Zhang Jing said, "Auntie, I advise you to take these things out as soon as possible, so that Brother Fengshou won't suffer in prison. I really admire him for treating him as a friend, and I can't bear to see my friend suffer."

Song Anxin looked at the young master Zhang with a dignified appearance and spoke as if he was always looking out for her. She never imagined that this was the same person who pushed Lin Fengshou off a cliff. It was no wonder that Lin Fengshou would fall into the hands of such a person.

She said coldly, "Brother, Fengnian, let's go!"

Song Anxin and the others turned to leave, only to hear Jiang's young master's sinister voice behind them: "I don't have that much patience. If you don't bring me the sake recipe by tomorrow morning, I will make sure you see Lin Fengshou suffer a fate worse than death."

Lin Fengnian and his brother tensed their muscles, ready to turn and rush over, but Song Anxin stopped them in time: "This is someone else's territory, we can't beat them, let's go!"

Song Anxin also wanted to kick these people away, but she knew that she couldn't fight against so many people. Besides, even if she got a moment of satisfaction, what good would it do? Lin Fengshou would still be locked up in jail, and she might even get dragged down with him.

After leaving the Jiang residence, Song Anxin and her group went directly to the yamen. When they arrived, Shi Tou said that Xiao He was waiting for them there.

"Second Aunt, Brother Fengnian, Uncle Lin, you've finally arrived!" As soon as they arrived at the yamen gate, Xiaohe immediately ran to their side.

"Xiaohe, how's the harvest going?" Brother Lin asked.

"I haven't gone in yet, but I've already made arrangements with the jailer. I'm just waiting for you all to come and see Brother Fengshou together."

Song Anxin said, "Xiaohe, you did a good job. Lead the way for us."

Once inside the prison, the group followed two jailers. The prison in the county government office was dark and damp, and smelled of dead rats. None of them looked well, and Song Anxin's brows were constantly furrowed.

They soon arrived at the place where Lin Fengshou was being held. One of the jailers said, "Speak quickly if you have something to say. We're busy and don't have time to wait for you."

Han Xiaohe immediately took out a few copper coins and stuffed them into the jailer's hand: "Thank you for your hard work, brothers. This is for you to have a drink. Don't worry, we will finish talking soon."

The jailer weighed the copper coins in his hand and winked at the other jailer: "Go on, we'll go about our business. Just call us when you're leaving."