Song Yue raised an eyebrow: "Princess Qing led people into the Duke of Jing's mansion without cause to seek justice for Zhao Qingyan. They were just barging around inside the mansion. My mother was only acting in accordance with the law. The grievances should be addressed and the debts settled. This matter has also involved Princess Qing. Why don't you go to Princess Qing instead of causing trouble at the entrance of the Duke of Jing's mansion?"
Her gaze shifted to the Prefect of the Capital, and Song Yue calmly said, "According to the laws of Northern Chu, our unauthorized trespassing is legitimate self-defense, and we are not at fault according to the law."
The Prefect of the Capital dared not utter a single bad word about Song Yue, and nodded repeatedly: "Third Miss is right."
"My lord!" the woman cried out...
"This whole incident was caused by Zhao Qingyan running amok in the street. Princess Qing loves her daughter dearly. With so many people dead, the first thing to do is to invite Princess Qing over."
Song Yue interrupted the woman and said, "These people who claim to be family members should have their household registration records investigated and recorded. The Duke of Jingguo's mansion will provide some humanitarian compensation as appropriate."
Upon hearing that their household registrations would be investigated, some of them panicked.
Many of them are imposters.
Impersonating someone else to cause trouble is a serious crime if discovered.
The Prefect of the Capital looked at Song Yue, who remained calm under pressure despite her young age, and his eyes were full of admiration. He nodded, and Song Yue continued, "My lord, this matter concerns the reputation of the Duke of Jingguo's mansion. In order to avoid any suspicion of official collusion, I suggest that we conduct the on-site inspection in front of the Duke's mansion so that the people can see for themselves that the guilty will be punished and that the Duke's mansion does not treat human life lightly."
The suggestion was quickly adopted by the Prefect of the Capital.
A carriage not far away was watching this scene. He smiled and said, "You should look at a girl with new eyes after three days of separation. She really changes every day."
"Your Highness, you are overthinking it. The Third Miss is not the type to be bullied at all." The servant curled his lip. With the Third Miss's personality, it would be good enough if she didn't bully others. He muttered to himself, "I wonder who will marry the Third Miss in the future, they won't be able to control her at all."
Zhao Zhiyan frowned upon hearing this: "You don't need to worry about it!"
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