Married into the Marquis of Ningyuan’s household for over ten years, Shen Tangning believed she had done nothing wrong managing the household, honoring her in-laws, fulfilling every duty expected...
Feng Zhiwen stood up in a panic and followed closely behind Chi Yan.
Seeing that he had chosen a seat, she leisurely looked up at him and said, "Tell me, what happened that made you so panicked? What happened to your uncle?"
Knowing he had made a grave mistake, Feng Zhiwen was too ashamed to sit down. He hung his head, looking nervous: "Last night, a group of people suddenly came and took my father away, saying that there was a problem with the cargo on the merchant ship and that they needed to take him back to cooperate with the investigation."
He pursed his dry lips, his anxiety visibly evident in his eyes. "I thought I'd just be gone for a short while, but I didn't expect my father to stay out all night. When I went to inquire, I found out he'd been locked up in jail! I tried to go in to see him, but they wouldn't let me in and even kicked me out!"
Having no other connections in Yanjing, he suddenly thought of Chi Yan, hoping that perhaps those people would give him some face.
Chi Yanmei frowned slightly: "So you still don't know what happened?"
Feng Zhiwen's fingers twisted together unconsciously. His eyes were dark from lack of sleep, and he bit his lip hard, his tension bordering on neurotic. "I've investigated; a batch of weapons forged from fine iron appeared on a merchant ship..."
"Weapons?" Chi Yan's eyes widened suddenly, his expression turning serious. "Ordinary people can't get their hands on these things. Where did you get them?"
Feng Zhiwen shook his head in pain: "I don't know. That person clearly told me it was silk and jade, why did it suddenly turn into weapons..."
Chi Yan narrowed his eyes, his expression turning cold: "And who is this person you're talking about?"
Now that things had come to this, Feng Zhiwen had no choice but to recount the entire incident in detail.
Chi Yan laughed in anger, stood up, pointed at his nose and scolded, "Use your brain! If there's such a way to make money, why would someone hand it over to a complete stranger like you? Is it because you're exceptionally stupid?"
Feng Zhiwen was so ashamed that he wanted to disappear. Some things didn't seem like anything at the time, but when he looked back on them, they were full of flaws, as if he had been bewitched!
Chi Yan calmed down: "Did you go to see that person after the incident?"
In fact, he already knew in his heart that once the truth came out, the person would definitely have disappeared long ago, so why would he be foolish enough to wait to come and arrest them?
As expected, the answer he received was the same as he had guessed. A look of hatred flashed in Feng Zhiwen's eyes: "Last night I went to the place I had been looking for, but it was already deserted. The house was rented by him, and even the name and identity might be fake!"
"What am I supposed to say to you?" Chi Yan sneered repeatedly. "Now that your head is clear again?"
Feng Zhiwen's knees slammed heavily onto the ground. His once spirited demeanor was now filled with remorse, his eyes were red, and his lips were bitten until they bled. "Cousin, it's all my fault, I can take full responsibility! But my father is innocent. I beg you, is there any way to get him out of here?"
"Take full responsibility? What will you take responsibility with?" Chi Yan's eyes were cold, and his tone was utterly impolite. "With your impulsive mind? Do you know that, to put it seriously, this is suspected treason, and it's possible that your family will be raided and your entire clan executed! Do you think your life can pay for the lives of your whole family?"
Feng Zhiwen's face turned deathly pale instantly; he clearly hadn't expected the consequences of this matter to be so severe!
Chi Yan was also disappointed in him. If he had been more careful, he wouldn't have been led by the nose and fallen into such a passive situation!
"I can try to help you with this, but it might not work." After a long silence, Chi Yan finally spoke.
A look of joy suddenly flashed in Feng Zhiwen's eyes, as if he had been saved from a desperate situation: "Thank you, cousin!"
In any case, it's better for my cousin to help than for him to worry about it all by himself!
"Don't thank me yet." Chi Yan raised his hand to interrupt him, his eyes revealing a hint of ambiguity. "I have a condition."