Chapter 225: Weathering the Storm Together

On the other side, when Jiang Xun rushed to the Dali Temple, something unexpected happened.

Xie Hui, the Dali Temple Secretary, already knew about the morning court proceedings, but when he saw Jiang Xun coming, he still hurried forward and whispered:

"Sir, the old woman who is seeking justice is making a scene. She insists that she will not sue anymore and wants to go home."

"You said that this is a matter of life and death, and the court is a place of great importance. How can she sue whenever she wants?"

Jiang Xun showed no surprise when he heard this, and asked in a deep voice: "Where is the person? Did he not get violent?"

Xie Hui hurriedly shook his head, "Master, you have warned us many times, and we brothers all remember it. How could we be violent to an old woman?"

"But the old woman is used to rolling on the ground and throwing tantrums, so I locked her up first."

Jiang Xun nodded, "Okay, I'll go take a look."

From a distance, I could hear people shouting and crying, "Oh, where can we seek justice? I'm not going to sue you, and you won't let me go!"

"My dear grandson, come on, eat more. The cakes here are delicious."

"Oh! Oh, my Lord!"

Squeak——

The door was suddenly opened from the outside, and the two people in the room were so surprised that they both looked over with wide eyes.

Jiang Xun looked up and saw the old woman frantically stuffing the cakes into her arms, while her little grandson beside her was holding a big cake tightly in his hand, his cheeks were already stuffed with it.

"Ouch!"

The old woman let out a low cry and subconsciously tried to knock the cake out of her grandson's hand. Jiang Xun immediately shook his head.

"Don't panic. Choking is no small matter."

The old woman withdrew her hand awkwardly after hearing this, and said with a smile: "Master Qingtian, we won't sue anymore, please let us go back."

Jiang Xun walked into the room, pulled a stool and sat opposite the old woman, "Who told you the news?"

The old woman was startled when she heard this. Jiang Xun continued, "Since you came to Beijing to appeal for justice, you must close the case before you leave. If you are determined to leave, tell me the whole story."

Hearing this, the old woman poked her head behind Jiang Xun, a hint of uneasiness on her face.

Jiang Xun said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I came here alone."

Upon seeing this, the old woman immediately knelt down in front of Jiang Xun. Seeing this, her little grandson beside her also hurriedly bent his knees.

Jiang Xun didn't move.

The old woman said quickly, "Sir, there is no injustice. There is no injustice in my family."

"What about your old man?" Jiang Xun tilted his head.

The old woman waved her hands again and again, "He should have died long ago. No, that's not what I meant. Oh! Sir, this is it."

It turned out that Old Man Gong had been suffering from an incurable disease for a long time and had been tortured for more than a year. He even jumped into the river for this reason, hoping to put an end to it all.

After being rescued, he couldn't bear to leave the crying family, so he had to stay with them, suffering terribly all day long.

The Gong family did have a painting, and the village bully had been coveting it for a long time, forcing the Gong family to make ends meet.

Later, Gong's son reported the case to the authorities, but thought it was in vain. However, one day someone came looking for him.

In fact, Old Mrs. Gong couldn't understand what that man discussed with Old Man Gong and his son.

I only remember that after that person left, the old man smiled, which was rare, and took her hand and said:

"Old woman, I have worked hard and suffered all my life, so how can I understand what is right and wrong?"

"My body is really useless now. Now I can protect the painting and give Mu Ge'er a good life. Hey, it's worth dying."

"When the time comes, I will close my eyes and I will still bless you in heaven. Don't follow me. Live a good life with Mu Ge'er."

At this point, the old woman's face showed no trace of sadness. She smiled and said, "It's good that he's gone. Otherwise, he would have cried out in pain every day and never closed his eyes at night. Sir, I wish I could have suffered for him when I saw him."

"I am an illiterate old woman, and I was worried about my family's lives, but I was fooled by the officials."

"In the end, the bully was locked up, the painting was saved, and the money was in my hands. When I went to the capital, I was protected all the way. I finally felt at ease."

"Early this morning, someone came to tell me that the matter was settled, and asked me to continue making trouble, or to look for Lord Jiang, so that I could go home."

"Sir, the cakes here are really delicious. Is it okay for me to take some for the journey?"

As the old woman spoke, she covered the cake on her chest with her hands and smiled awkwardly but flatteringly.

Just when he wanted to force the old woman to tell the truth, Jiang Xun showed off his official authority. He immediately stood up and helped the old woman up.

The old woman was still a little uneasy. After hesitating for a moment, she said awkwardly, "Sir, I haven't done anything bad, have I? I haven't harmed anyone, have I?"

"Don't dare to destroy your conscience, otherwise you will go to hell after you die and won't see the old man who was kind all his life."

Jiang Xun shook his head, having already guessed the whole story, and said in a gentle voice:

"You can stay here for two more days with your grandson. There will be plenty of biscuits. I will send someone to take you back home, okay?"

The old woman smiled brightly upon hearing this and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, the Lord Qingtian will never lie!"

After coming out of the house, Jiang Xun had a look of disappointment on his face.

The Gong family case was just a cover-up in order to bring out the incident of "officials protecting each other" in Qingping City, and then link it to the teacher through the Jia calendar.

With so many twists and turns, it is clear that the teacher has very limited people at his disposal, and in the past 20 years he may have only "deepened his efforts" in Qingping City.

And the Gong family...

Fortunately, it is not a disregard for human life.

Jiang Xun breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing the old woman's grateful look just now, he couldn't tell how he felt.

People's lives are difficult and life is worthless. There is a long way to go and it is not something that can be accomplished by one person alone...

"Sir."

At this time, Nanfeng came quickly from outside and whispered:

"The young lady has been invited into the palace by the eldest princess."

Jiang Xun frowned suddenly, and walked out. Seeing Xie Hui waiting in the main hall, he immediately whispered:

"Take good care of them, the grandfather and the grandson."

Seeing Jiang Xun's serious tone, Xie Hui nodded immediately.

Jiang Xun was naturally confident in Xie Hui, so he strode out of the Dali Temple, his voice full of urgency:

"Nanfeng, go pick up the young lady."

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After Shen Jiasui came out of the palace, he walked straight towards the carriage.

She was just lifting the curtain of the carriage, and the moment she raised her eyes, a pair of hands reached out to her.

"Years old."

"Ah Xun?"

When he suddenly saw Jiang Xun at a time when his heart was extremely tense, Shen Jiasui was stunned at first, and the next moment his eyes turned slightly red.

She could handle it on her own, but she still developed an indescribable dependence on Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun had already grabbed Shen Jiasui's hand and helped her into the car.

The moment the car curtain fell, the two of them hugged each other tightly without saying a word.

After marriage, there was cold rain in the morning and strong wind in the evening, and I never had a moment of peace.

But by hugging each other, they have the determination and courage to weather the storms together.