"Little Jiang Sheng." Fang Heng also saw his younger sister, breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed over quickly. He looked her up and down before letting go. "Did anything happen at Yuzhenfang?"
Xu Moqian repeatedly instructed that Xiao Jiangsheng must not leave Fang Heng's sight, and that the matter must be carried out outside Yuzhenfang.
Unexpectedly, the little girl was very resourceful and followed him inside.
Fortunately, the person was unharmed and even brought two packets of osmanthus cake.
"Third Brother, eat." Jiang Sheng raised her hand, and the still-warm osmanthus cake bypassed the conical cap and was stuffed into Fang Heng's mouth.
The rest of the words could only be stuck in my throat.
Fang Heng had no choice but to pick up Xiao Jiang Sheng in his arms. Just then, Jiang San drove the carriage over, and the brother and sister got into the carriage and headed straight for the Zanhua Courtyard.
Back home.
With nothing else to do, the brothers huddled together, all staring intently at Jiang Sheng.
"I heard you followed Yuzhenfang without permission?" Xu Mo's voice was very soft, but it was full of pressure.
"I asked around at Yuzhenfang, and you said you were harassed inside?" This was Zheng Ruqian, his thick eyebrows furrowed, his face full of displeasure.
"Who made things difficult for you? Did they hurt you?" Wen Zhiyun reached out to take Jiang Sheng's pulse.
The remaining person, Chang Yan, tapped the table, his expression icy. "The Jiang family again?"
Jiang Sheng chuckled, unafraid of anyone, and pulled out osmanthus cakes from his pocket, stuffing one into each person's mouth.
Finally, she took a few bites herself. "Isn't it delicious? Aunt Qiao gave it to me. She also has honey tea, which is fragrant, sweet, and extremely delicious."
This is an attempt to make a joke and cover things up.
Xu Mo didn't give her the chance, turning to Fang Heng and saying, "You speak."
“It should be the Jiang family.” Fang Heng betrayed his sister without hesitation. “I heard that General Jiang and his wife came in person to pick up Miss Jiang, who ran away from home. I confirmed outside that General Jiang and his wife did not enter Yuzhenfang, but Miss Jiang ran out of the brothel.”
Xu Mo nodded slightly, then looked at Chang Yan again, "Where did the word 'again' come from?"
As expected of the eldest brother, he immediately grasped the key point.
Chang Yan didn't hold back at all, directly bringing up the incident from last year where Miss Jiang's maid pushed Jiang Sheng down.
Xu Mo's face fell.
Although the Jiang family is a distant and unapproachable force to them, their younger sister is their Achilles' heel. Anyone who bullies their sister will be branded in their heart.
If there's a chance in the future... ha.
But I can't say this, because I'm afraid Jiang Sheng will worry, afraid she'll be scared.
Some things, brothers just need to understand each other.
Xu Mo glanced at the banquet and calmly changed the subject, "Let's talk about Qiao Yuhe."
Jiang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, regained her charming and sweet demeanor, and briefly recounted the events, concluding, "Auntie said she will go to Youranju for tea the day after tomorrow."
Youranju is a restaurant with many people coming and going, which can effectively conceal their meeting.
Xu Mo nodded slightly, keeping it in mind.
Three days later, he brought Fang Heng, Jiang San, and Jiang Si into Youran Residence.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zheng Ruqian delivered two cartloads of dried green beans, chatting with Manager Hao in the corridor while keeping watch.
About half an hour later.
Xu Mojing left quietly, while Qiao Yuhe, after having a hearty meal at Youranju, leisurely returned to the Sun family.
They communicated very smoothly.
In order to convince Xu Mo of her determination to avenge the Qin and Qiao families, Qiao Yuhe actually handed over the exorbitant taxes that Sun Yu had paid over the years, the names of the servants who had been killed without cause, and the Wang family assets that she had embezzled.
Xu Mo then tossed it to Wang Fufeng.
These are all minor pieces of evidence, which can only cause trouble for the Wang family and damage Sun Yu's reputation or cause him financial loss.
They still couldn't take his life.
So after careful consideration, Qiao Yuhe decided to take advantage of the fact that the Prefect of Anshui was still in office to beat the drum and appeal for justice, and to go to the prefect's office to file a complaint.
Just then, Jiang Yi and Jiang Er returned with the evidence they had collected.
On a sunny afternoon, Qiao Yuhe smiled and had lunch with her children. She declined the maid's offer to accompany her and went alone to the gate of the government office.
She was a frail woman, unable to lift heavy objects, but the hatred for the deaths of more than a dozen people weighed heavily on her heart, prompting her to pick up the iron-headed, wooden-handled drumstick and strike the grievance drum dozens of times.
When her body was too weak to lift the drumsticks anymore, she knelt at the entrance of the government office, weeping and pleading, "I, Qiao Yuhe, accuse Sun Yu of murdering more than ten people from my family and my husband's family. I beg you, Your Honor, to do justice! I beg you, Your Honor, to do justice!"
Such a commotion alerted the yamen runners and caused passersby to gather around, pointing and whispering about Qiao Yuhe.
Before long, the gates of the government office opened, and the clerk appeared before her with a frown. "Three strikes are enough to appeal for justice. Why did you strike it so many times?"
"Because I harbor deep resentment and hatred, if I hadn't lost my strength, I would have smashed this drum of injustice!" Qiao Yuhe said resolutely. "I beg Your Honor to grant me justice! I have come here for the sake of more than a dozen innocent lives. I beg Your Honor to grant me justice!"
The advisor remained silent for a moment.
He was merely a high-paid official hired to handle administrative matters; he could make minor decisions but couldn't handle major cases. His immediate response was: "Please summon the Prefect."
Before long, the prefect arrived.
Seeing the crowd of people gathered at the entrance of the government office and the grievance drum that looked like it had been badly damaged, he sighed, knowing that this was another big case.
The last major case was about the local official in Xiyang County.
I wonder how many people will be involved this time.
The prefect frowned, but still stepped into the government office without hesitation and opened the court.
The mirror still hangs high, and the gavel and table still stand.
Qiao Yuhe knelt down in the hall and recounted the grievances of the past ten years in detail.
The prefect was taken aback. "You are a concubine of the Sun family, and you have borne two children with them. Now you want to sue the Sun family? Have you thought about how your two children will live in the future?"
Win, lose the protection of your family.
To lose is worse than death.
Qiao Yuhe's face was resolute. "My children are innocent, but the more than ten lives lost by my husband's family and my own family are even more innocent. I have no regrets, but I beg the righteous judge to hear the case."
The prefect was moved by her resolute decision, slammed his gavel, and ordered someone to bring Sun Yu in.
Before long, a man in his thirties with a short goatee arrived at the government office. He had served as a county magistrate and held official titles, so he was not required to kneel.
But upon entering the main hall, he did not hesitate to throw off his robes and kneel down, loudly proclaiming, "I have failed in my duty to manage my household properly, allowing even a lowly concubine to come and cause trouble. Please forgive my rudeness."
They turned a matter involving more than a dozen lives into a family affair.
He then used his smooth talk to portray the deaths of more than a dozen people from the Qin and Qiao families as accidents and incidents, and claimed that Qiao Yuhe had been manipulated into doing such a madwoman's thing.
"Sun Yu!" Qiao Yuhe roared angrily, "You're talking nonsense! You're the one who killed my husband and more than a dozen people."
"Oh? Is that so?" Sun Yu smiled slightly. "Mrs. Qiao, this is the government office. We need to be evidence-based in our words and actions. Do you have any evidence?"
He was smug and seemed very confident.
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