The Yao family revered Taoism and believed in gods and ghosts.
Unfortunately, Yao Cong, the eldest son of this generation, scoffed at this, and the elders were naturally very dissatisfied with this eldest son who had disgraced the family's beliefs, and often suppressed him. Even though he became a retainer of the Crown Prince, his position as the future head of the family was still precarious.
In an era of strict patriarchal clan system, family law was even more important than national law.
Yao Cong was punished with a lot of beatings.
They won't submit no matter how much they fight.
His father gradually lost hope in him, and the younger members of the clan, seeing that he had little hope of inheriting the family business, naturally treated him with disdain.
But he never expected that his cousin would dare to openly humiliate his wife.
Yao Cong rushed home in a hurry, only to find the yard unattended, and heard his wife's terrified and angry shouts coming from inside.
“Yao Chen, I am your elder sister-in-law. In broad daylight, you dared to break into my room, knock out my maid, and humiliate me in every way. When your brother returns, he will not let you off the hook.”
"The elders have long been dissatisfied with him and will cripple him sooner or later. Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful, why stay with such a useless man..."
Yao Cong kicked open the door, abruptly ending Yao Chen's provocative words.
"Big brother?"
Yao Chen's wife, Madam An, had been cornered, a jade hairpin pressed against her neck, intending to preserve her chastity with her life. Upon seeing Yao Cong return, her grip loosened, and tears streamed down her face.
"My husband..."
Enraged, Yao Cong kicked the shocked Yao Chen to the ground without saying a word.
"brute!"
Yao Chen bumped into the corner of the table and fractured his lumbar vertebra.
The elders of the Yao family were all alarmed.
When such a scandal occurs, the elders' first reaction is to cover it up, after all, family scandals should not be aired in public. Moreover, Yao Chen has already learned his lesson; his father was biased and protective, even reprimanding Yao Cong for disregarding sibling affection and being unworthy of inheriting the family business.
The old lady blamed Madam An for being a "seductive femme fatale" and wanted to execute her to quell the turmoil.
Yao Cong felt a chill run down his spine and said coldly, "I went to the Duke of Anguo's mansion today, and Princess Fule cast a divination for me; otherwise, I wouldn't have returned so early. It is Yao Chen who is morally corrupt and has humiliated his elder sister-in-law, yet my grandmother is trying to kill my innocent wife to cover up the truth. How laughable!"
The Yao family members all changed color.
The old man asked with suspicion, "Are you sure you mean it?"
Yao Cong's eyes were mocking. "Doesn't the Yao family consider themselves believers in God? I used to look down on them, and my grandfather and father even reprimanded me many times. Today, thanks to the Princess's guidance, I understand the wonders of the mysteries of Taoism. They can tell fortunes, predict the future, and are omnipotent. My grandparents can kill people behind closed doors, but the Princess already knows the whole story. She is a three-year-old child, but she is not someone who cannot distinguish right from wrong. The Yao family's rules can silence gossip, but they cannot silence the faith of thousands of believers in the goddess."
His statement was a clear and unequivocal threat.
If the Yao family dares to kill his wife today, rumors will spread like wildfire tomorrow.
Despite being only three years old, Jiang Shumiao commands considerable respect. Many high-ranking officials have witnessed her casting spells, and the emperor has seen her manipulate the weather.
No one doubts her abilities.
In addition, her mother also distributed porridge in her name every year to help the poor.
There are many believers.
If the Yao family truly believes in the gods, they should respect her; otherwise, all the prestige they have built up over the years will crumble.
The old man's face was solemn.
"How arrogant!"
Master Yao sneered, "You have always been disrespectful to the gods, and the princess would only kick you out if she saw you. I think what happened today was a conspiracy between you and your husband to frame my son. Otherwise, how could you have returned so quickly? Such a large courtyard, without a single guard, it was obviously a setup beforehand."
He looked at the old man and said righteously, "Father, our Yao family cannot tolerate such a treacherous person. If he inherits the family, our Yao family's century-old foundation will be destroyed in an instant."
The old man pondered for a long time before saying, "A-Cong, do you know your mistake?"
Yao Cong found it laughable.
His second uncle twisted the truth, his grandfather listened to only one side, and even his father remained silent, all wanting to crush this 'disloyal and unfilial descendant' and replace him with Yao Chen.
"My grandson is unaware, what wrong have he done?"
Master Yao, his face cold and angry, rebuked, "Insolence—"
Suddenly a servant rushed over, "Master, sir, Princess Fule has arrived."
Everyone was astonished.
Only Yao Cong strode forward, "Where is the princess?"
The servant bowed his head and said tremblingly, "The princess said there is a grievance in the manor, and she has come to save people."
Yao Cong immediately thought of his wife, his expression changed drastically, and he rushed towards Madam An's courtyard. Upon entering, he saw a maid kneeling on the ground, weeping. A stool lay overturned on the floor, a white silk ribbon hung from the rafters, and Madam An lay on the bed, her fate unknown.
Jiang Shumiao is using magic to save him.
Yao Cong's face was pale, and he felt as if all the blood in his body had turned cold.
Upon seeing him, the maidservant, her heart brimming with grievances, immediately found an outlet. "Young master, you must stand up for my young lady! You know her character; she would never seduce the second young master. The old lady often makes things difficult for my young lady, and she forbade me from telling you. But today, they drove her to the brink of suicide..."
"She's alright now."
A childish voice rang out.
Yao Cong looked over and saw that Jiang Shumiao had finished casting the spell.
Yao Cong hurried forward.
An had slowly regained consciousness. Upon seeing him, tears streamed down her face. She then turned her head away and wept silently.
Yao Cong held her hand, his face full of shame.
"Ruowei, it's my incompetence that has caused you so much suffering. Don't worry, even if I'm kicked out of the house today, I will never let anyone touch you."
An Ruowei's pent-up grievances poured out, and she cried incessantly.
Jiang Shumiao comforted her in a childish voice, "Don't cry, Sister Ruowei. I managed to save the baby in your belly with great difficulty."
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