At this moment, the Wang family's servants were also stunned. Fifth Master actually called this madwoman Second Sister-in-law. Wasn't that their master?

Wang Shenshi had already stepped down from the carriage and walked to Wang Kuanqi's side. "Where did this madwoman come from? How dare she impersonate someone from the Wang family? Quickly beat this madwoman to death!" Wang Shenshi stared at Fan Shi with venomous eyes, as if she were looking at a dead person.

Upon hearing this, the servants thought that since their mistress had said she was a madwoman, she must be right, as the lady was usually very kind-hearted.

Immediately, the servants rushed over, and Xiao Zhuzi threw a stone that hit the servants' knees, causing many more to fall to the ground.

At this moment, Wang Kuanqi already knew that someone was secretly helping the madwoman, and whispered to Wang Tu beside him, "Drag out the person hiding in the shadows."

Wang Tu nodded, replied "Yes," and then kept a close eye on the surroundings.

In the short time it took for the servant to fall, Wang Fanshi pointed at Wang Kuanqi and Wang Shenshi and said, "Fourth brother, fourth sister-in-law, you didn't expect this, did you? I was able to walk out of that dark and gloomy family temple. Shenshi, you didn't kill me back then, are you regretting it now!"

She stared intently at Wang Shenshi like a vengeful ghost, "Hahahaha, the servants all call you Master, Great Master, isn't that satisfying, Fourth Brother? You killed my eldest brother, you killed my husband, you killed my third brother, so you became the eldest son, even though you were born out of wedlock, born to a courtesan whose beautiful arm was used by many, you are still the only son of that hypocritical and wicked Wang Lang! Does Wang Lang even know that you killed his other three sons? But he deserved it, he killed my father, he killed my mother, he killed my brother!"

Tears had already soaked Wang Fanshi's clothes. Her eyes were red and swollen. She was dressed in tattered clothes, and her hands were so rough that they looked like the rotten trellis of a gourd.

"Madwoman, you've slandered an official of the imperial court! What is your punishment?" Wang Kuanqi drew Wang Tu's sword and said to him, "Deal with her first." If he let her continue, something terrible might happen.

Wang Tu took his waist knife back from Wang Kuanqi and quickly approached Wang Fanshi. However, Wang Kuanwen stepped forward and blocked Wang Fanshi's way, saying, "How dare you!"

Wang Tu gritted his teeth and said, "Fifth Master, I'm sorry, but I dare not disobey the Master's orders." He pushed Wang Kuanwen aside and thrust his waist knife at Wang Fanshi.

"You disregard human life, Wang Kuanqi! Is this how you, as a court attendant, set an example for all officials?" At the critical moment, Qiu Cheng appeared, bringing with him soldiers, all of whom were archers. One of the archers shot an arrow that deflected Wang Tu's sword.

Wang Kuanwen's son, Wang Jikang, rushed over to help his father, saying, "Go quickly and save your second aunt."

Wang Jikang was extremely filial and obedient. He immediately got up and shoved Wang Tu aside, standing next to Wang Fanshi. At this moment, the archers had already arrived in front of Wang Fanshi and protected her.

The moment Yang Zhong saw Qiu Tangshi, he helplessly closed his eyes, "It's over."

"Qiu Tangshi, you'd better not meddle in other people's business." At this moment, it's no longer time to reason; it's a battle of power.

However, Qiu Chengshi was not afraid of him. "Lord Wang, as an official appointed by the court, I am naturally obliged to serve the court. This is not meddling in other people's business. How can serving the court be considered meddling? Lord Wang, please be careful with your words, otherwise you will have a hard time explaining yourself before the Emperor."

Wang Kuanqi looked at Yang Zhong, but Yang Zhong kept his head down, kneeling on the ground, as if he knew nothing about what was happening around him. Was he going to abandon him? This absurd thought suddenly popped into Wang Kuanqi's mind. No, no, no, he had already reached an agreement with the Yang family to help each other and be allies. The Yang family would not stand idly by at this critical moment.

Qiu Tangshi also looked at Yang Zhong. What a scoundrel! Now he's not jumping up to contradict him anymore. Doesn't he know the saying, "Taking a step back is like falling into an abyss"?

"Before Lord Wang goes before the Emperor to confess his crimes, please tell me about each and every one of those events from back then, how you planned them, and how you succeeded." Wang Jiyang appeared on the other side, opposite Qiu Tangshi.

He was also holding the hand of a thin child who looked to be about eleven or twelve years old. The child's timid eyes were filled with curiosity and fear as he looked at the people who seemed ready to fight at any moment.

A mother's love that is steadfast and pure, a mother's heart that is both great and compassionate.

When Wang Fan heard Wang Jiyang's voice, she turned her head and stared intently at Wang Jize's face. She had forgotten how to cry; tears streamed down her face, blurring her vision, but she just kept staring at that face, that face that bore a striking resemblance to her husband.

"Second Aunt, I'm sorry, I only found Jize today." After Wang Jiyang finished speaking, he squatted down and said to Wang Jize, "She is your mother, quickly call her Mother."

“Wah…” Wang Fanshi burst into tears and ran over without a care in the world. She bumped into people, got up, and kept running. At this moment, she only had eyes for Wang Jiyang, her son! Although it had been fifteen years since she lost her son just a few days after he was born, and everyone said that her son was dead, she knew that this child, who was as white as a paper doll, was her son.

However, when he saw a crazy, ragged woman rushing towards him, Wang Jize hid behind Wang Jiyang in fear, looking at Wang Fanshi timidly and anxiously.

“Son, don’t be afraid, I am your mother, don’t be afraid.” Wang Fan’s heart ached, as if it were being branded with a hot iron, as if it were being torn apart by a person, more painful than all the suffering she had endured in the family temple, so painful that she felt like she was suffocating.

Her son was too thin, too small, and afraid of her.

"Second Aunt, Jize has encountered some trouble, but he will get better slowly. Now is not the time for us to acknowledge each other," Wang Jiyang reassured her.

Wang Fanshi was brought back to her senses by Wang Jiyang's words. Yes, she had more important things to do today.

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