Chen Heng had eaten some varieties of persimmons before, but she had only seen them hanging on trees like this in the news: "Sister-in-law, these persimmons can be kept for a very long time. Let's buy more. When we get to the imperial capital, we can give some to the neighbors."

"That's right." After hearing this, Xia became excited.

Many people buy persimmons, and many people watch the persimmon picking competition.

Chen Heng and Xia Shi watched the game for a while, but didn't think it was anything special, so they went to buy some tomatoes.

The persimmon seller gave them a few broken ones to try, and they were just as the shopkeeper had said, with thin skin and lots of juice, sweet and soft, though the core was also big.

As the two sisters-in-law were carrying their persimmons, they heard someone who was also carrying persimmons say, "I heard that the Meng family in Shangkeng Village is divorcing their daughter-in-law. Did the mother-in-law's sister die because of this daughter-in-law?"

"It's not that simple. Somehow, that aunt became the mistress of my daughter-in-law, Shen's mother. I heard that the mistress gave birth to a son who passed the imperial examination, so the Shen family wanted to give her a title and make her a concubine. But she died a few days later."

"Then the mother-in-law is taking her anger out on her daughter-in-law."

"That's right. This daughter-in-law has been married for so many years, but she only gave birth to a daughter, and her belly is not doing well."

"You can't vent your anger on your daughter-in-law. The concubine's son is already so grown up. Could it be that it was the daughter-in-law who instigated him to become a concubine? I guess the daughter-in-law was only a few years old at that time."

This all sounded like a Shen family affair. The daughter-in-law in question must be Shen Xian, the eldest sister of the Shen family. As far as she could remember, Shen Xian's husband's family was indeed surnamed Meng. Nanqi County was several days' journey from here, and Shen Heng hadn't expected that this matter, while having come to an end in Nanqi, was still fermenting in Shancheng.

Xia dragged Shen Heng to buy it somewhere else. Although her sister-in-law had severed ties with the Shen family, she was still her family after all, and she would definitely not accept it.

Then an old man came over with a basket full of very good persimmons. He handed the basket to the old woman selling persimmons, and the old woman picked out the best persimmon and put it in the basket.

The old man went from stall to stall, picking out the best persimmons from each stall and putting them in his basket.

Chen Heng and Xia Shi were puzzled. Chen Heng asked the old woman selling persimmons, "Old woman, why is this old man carrying a basket and going from house to house asking for persimmons?"

The old woman sighed and said, "This is the fruit offered as a sacrifice to Lord Wei."

"Lord Wei?"

"Are the two ladies from other places?" The old woman said as she sorted the persimmons, "Lord Wei is a great judge, but it's a pity that he was wronged." Seeing someone coming to buy persimmons, the old woman didn't bother to talk about this and started doing business.

Chen Heng didn't really want to hear it, after all, there were many such stories in history. As she and her sister-in-law were carrying persimmons from various households, many people were talking about the story of this great judge surnamed Wei. They learned that this judge had served in Shancheng for ten years, benefiting the people and being a truly dedicated official. But after only five years in the capital, he found himself caught up in a dispute over the succession to the throne and was subsequently framed and imprisoned.

In prison, he could not bear the humiliation and committed suicide after leaving a blood letter on the wall to prove his innocence. It is said that all ten members of his family, young and old, were implicated and no one survived.

Therefore, whenever it was harvest season, the people of Shancheng would pick out the best fruits from each household and offer them to the tomb of Lord Wei.

"Aheng, is the court so terrible?" Xia was frightened when she heard this, and naturally thought of her brother-in-law who would become an official in the future.

"I don't know either." Shen Heng didn't want to scare her sister-in-law, so she said, "But I think the path of becoming an official shouldn't be difficult." Especially for those who want to be an official.

"I hope Ajian won't encounter such a thing." Xia said worriedly.

Chen Heng nodded. There was no need to worry about this. No matter who she was, she didn't need to worry about Xie Jian.