The voice was gentle but with a youthful clarity. It sounded like a gentle breeze in the dark and depressing cell, refreshing one's spirits.

Not only was Mrs. Fang shocked, her entire body was shaking, and she couldn't speak for her lips trembling.

"Little brother!" Fang Yuxiu shouted, looking at the young man who had walked over and stood behind them at some point.

The cell was dark, and although she had adjusted to the light, she still couldn't see the boy's face clearly.

This boy is both familiar and strange.

The voice is familiar, but the appearance is unfamiliar.

She had never seen her younger brother standing.

I couldn't see his clothes clearly in the dark cell, but when I saw him standing there quietly, I immediately came up with four words to describe him.

Magnificent.

Her brother is so handsome, the best and most beautiful in the world.

Fang Yuxiu only called out the two words "little brother" before tears started to flow and her voice choked with sobs.

Fortunately, Fang Yuxiu called out "little brother", otherwise the two women from the Fang family, one old and one young, would have remained silent and the officials nearby would have had no idea who the visitor was.

This is the young master of the Fang family.

The officials and attendants present examined him.

He was indeed cured, but he was small and thin, looking even thinner than other children of the same age. After all, he had been ill for ten years.

"Second sister." Fang Chengyu looked at Fang Yuxiu and shouted, "Help grandma sit down."

Fang Yuxiu raised her hand to wipe her tears, nodded, and supported Old Lady Fang.

Old Mrs. Fang was like a child who couldn't walk. She had never been so obedient in her life. She sat down obediently when she was helped to sit down.

"Chengyu." She finally said hoarsely, "You're back."

Fang Chengyu smiled and said yes.

"I'll come back as soon as I finish dealing with things over there," he said. "Grandma, second sister, you guys take a rest, leave it to me."

Fang Yuxiu's eyes were blurred again by the tears that had just stopped.

Old Mrs. Fang also felt a burning sensation in her throat.

After all these years, I never thought I would hear these words again.

You guys take a rest and leave it to me.

She can only hold on to the Fang family and support them until she dies of old age. Then she can hand it over to her daughters-in-law and granddaughters to continue doing what she did.

No matter how hard or tiring it is, I dare not even think about taking a break.

She thought she would never hear these words again in her life.

I didn't expect to hear it so soon.

"Well," she said. "You go ahead."

Fang Chengyu responded yes, but did not go directly to the cell. Instead, he bowed respectfully to several officials sitting nearby.

The officials did not speak. Fang Chengyu did not say anything polite or thankful. He turned around and walked back to the cell.

The bars in the cell were removed, and the originally narrow space became a little more spacious.

At this time, there were two people tied to the rack here, they were County Magistrate Li and Song Yunping.

The two had been pretending to be dead with their eyes half closed. When Fang Chengyu came in, they opened their eyes, because they already knew that Fang Chengyu had been cured. So they didn't look shocked at all, but sneered a few times and closed their eyes again.

Fang Chengyu stopped in front of County Magistrate Li.

"You don't have to plan to say nothing and wait for someone to speak for you," he said.

County Magistrate Li just smiled without even raising his eyelids.

"I don't know how I have offended you, why you Fang family have hurt me so much." He said. "Whatever you say is what it is, I have nothing to say."

Fang Chengyu looked at him and nodded.

"Yes, that's what we say. So, we intend to convict you of treason," he said.

County Magistrate Li’s eyes widened slightly.

Fang Chengyu didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Sir Li, you passed the imperial examination at the age of 20. You have been an official for more than 20 years." He said in a gentle voice, "You must know what treason means."

He pointed in a direction as he spoke.

"You will be beheaded in public at the East Street entrance of Yangcheng. There is no need to escort you to the capital or have a retrial."

Then he smiled again.

"That means we won't give you the chance to see or talk to others again."

A hint of sneer flashed across County Magistrate Li's eyes.

"When did Yangcheng have a King of Shanxi?" he said indifferently.

These words made the officials sitting around look a little uneasy. In fact, their expressions were not very good to begin with, but as the officials waiting outside said, three generations of the victim had almost been killed by this man, so it was understandable that they wanted to get to the bottom of it.

But the question is, why did you overstep your authority?

The conviction and execution have all come out.

Everyone's eyes suddenly turned to a man sitting among them. The man was about fifty years old, thin, and had a solemn expression that did not show any emotion.

This is Ma Shengzhi, the prefect of Taiyuan.

He was the one who took the lead in this matter, but he has not spoken since he entered the cell.

It is the same now, without any cough or words of reminder.

He didn't say anything, and the other officials also looked away and remained motionless.

Fang Chengyu's expression remained the same, as if he didn't think what he said was inappropriate at all.

"You don't need to think about whether this is appropriate or not." He looked at Li Xianling and smiled. "You just need to know whether we can do this. Up to now, we have done so many things. You have a rough idea in your mind."

After saying this, he took a few steps back.

"Let's not talk too much, Lord Li, so you have been eyeing our Fang family and making plans for more than 20 years ago, right?"

Hearing Fang Chengyu say this, Old Lady Fang sat up straight in her chair.

"Whatever you say." County Magistrate Li said in a neutral tone.

Fang Chengyu didn't care about his pretending to be dead.

"I got your resume," he said, seeming to be thinking and narrating, "You passed the imperial examination at the age of 20, and successively served as Lu Ting's chief clerk, Taizhou's military officer, Qingyang's county magistrate, Anyang's county magistrate, Dengxian's county magistrate, and Weihui's military judge."

He spoke fluently, stretching out his hand and tapping lightly in front of him, and finally nodded and stopped.

"Now he is the magistrate of Yangcheng."

An official serves for three to five years, and after rotating through these places, more than twenty years will have passed.

"And if you look closely, it seems that all of your previous posts were in Henan and Shanxi."

Fang Chengyu gestured with his hands.

"That's how you got to know Henan military commander Wang Caijun, who is Wang Jiang's uncle."

Hearing this, County Magistrate Li laughed.

"You have studied my resume very thoroughly, but so what? I only got to know your family after I came to Yangcheng. Just as you said, I have served in so many places and got to know a lot of people, both civil and military officials, and many ruffians and scoundrels. What's the problem? Ask the officials present here, who doesn't know some military generals?" he said.

Fang Chengyu shook his head at him.

"No, no, there is nothing wrong with these. If there is a problem, it is that others are busy with promotion, but you have been busy for so many years but stayed in this place..."

He stretched out his hand and drew another circle.

"I have been an official in a place near our Fang family for more than 20 years, and the situation has never changed."

Li Zhixian smiled and wanted to speak, but Fang Chengyu waved his hand to stop him.

"I know, there is nothing wrong with that." He said, and then looked at Li Zhixian, "In the past twenty years, you have never had any involvement with our Fang family, except for one year."

One year?

Everyone present looked at Fang Chengyu.

"You have a cousin who was the magistrate of Dongping County from the third to the sixth year of Yongxian. At that time, you were a military officer in Taizhou, which coincided with the reign of Ding You."

He looked at County Magistrate Li.

"That's when you targeted my great-grandfather."

Fang Chengyu's great-grandfather was from Dongping County and left his hometown for Shanxi when he was thirty years old.

County Magistrate Li laughed out loud.

"What does this have to do with me? Just because my cousin's husband was the county magistrate of your Fang family's ancestral home, does that mean I have a deep hatred for you?" He said, "You Fang family are suffering from paranoia, right? Everyone you see is the one who harms you. Ask the officials here, or their relatives and friends, whether they have any relationship with Dongping County?"

This is indeed too absurd, and the officials present murmured.

Old Mrs. Fang looked at Fang Chengyu with some worry and uneasiness.

Fang Chengyu's expression remained gentle as he looked at the laughing Li County Magistrate.

"In the fifth year of Yongxian, you went to Dongping County," he said.

"What a joke! Can't I go?" County Magistrate Li sneered.

"On September 18, you were in Funiu Mountain." Fang Chengyu said, "You saw it, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Old Lady Fang stood up suddenly, and County Magistrate Li's face finally changed.