Song Jiao was determined to take her men and horses with her and rushed to the capital at night, carrying evidence of King Li's crimes in recent years.
After seven or eight days of long travel, which seemed like a battle across mountains and rivers, we finally arrived at the prosperous capital.
Two days later, those victims who had been bullied by King Li gathered together like fallen leaves blown by the wind.
Song Jiao led the crowd all the way to the gate of the imperial palace. She wanted to use her own strength to uphold justice for those innocent people and file a complaint with the emperor!
When the emperor first heard about this, his eyes were full of confusion and disbelief.
However, when everyone produced conclusive evidence, the emperor's face suddenly became solemn and he realized the seriousness of the matter.
He immediately gave an order to summon King Li quickly.
King Li felt as if struck by lightning when he was pointed at by everyone, and his dignity as a prince collapsed at this moment.
He fell to his knees and shouted at the top of his lungs, "I am innocent!" However, the evidence was overwhelming, and his excuses seemed so pale and powerless.
"Unfair?" the emperor shouted angrily, "The facts are right in front of us, and you still dare to cry out for injustice?" His voice was like thunder, echoing in the hall.
The emperor decisively ordered that Prince Li be taken away for strict interrogation, and immediately sent people to thoroughly investigate all related matters.
Song Jiao was arranged to stay temporarily in the palace, waiting for the final outcome of the matter.
Tuanzi couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Host, why does it seem to me that the old emperor intends to marry you off to his son as a concubine?"
After all, in ancient times, if a woman from a merchant family could marry into the royal family, it would be considered an honor to the family.
However, Song Jiao just yawned lazily, with a disdainful sneer on her lips: "If he dares to grant me the marriage, I dare to ask him to change the dynasty. Besides, I am a widow now, he won't be so cruel." Her words revealed a strong self-confidence and domineering attitude, as if everything was under her control.
A few days later, the emperor summoned Song Jiao again and released Shen's father. As for Prince Li, he would be beheaded in public at noon three days later.
The emperor asked Song Jiao if she was satisfied with the result. She smiled indifferently and said nothing.
However, her eyes revealed a kind of determination and relief, as if saying: "All this is the punishment he deserves."
In the following days, the capital was filled with an atmosphere of tension and expectation.
The news that King Li was about to be beheaded spread throughout the streets and alleys, and people were talking about it and speculating how this political turmoil would end.
Song Jiao temporarily resides in the palace, waiting for news and chatting with Tuanzi each day to relieve boredom. She is filled with anticipation and longing for her future, but she also understands the immense responsibility she shoulders. She is determined not only to seek justice for herself but also for the innocent victims.
Finally, the day came when King Li was beheaded.
The streets of the capital were deserted, and people flocked to the execution ground, wanting to witness this historical moment with their own eyes.
Song Jiao also brought Tuanzi to the execution ground. She stood in the crowd, waiting quietly.
At three quarters past noon, the executioner raised his knife and King Li's head fell to the ground.
There was a burst of exclamations from the crowd, some cheered, and some shed silent tears.
After King Li was beheaded, the capital gradually returned to its former tranquility.
The emperor admired Song Jiao's courage and wisdom very much and asked her if she wanted to stay, but Song Jiao politely declined.
She said she just wanted to live a peaceful life and no longer get involved in court struggles.
So, Song Jiao took Tuanzi and Shen's father and left the capital and returned to her hometown.
It is said that when Li Yexiao died, only a skeleton was left of him, with all the flesh on his body gone, and his death looked miserable.
The carriage was still halfway there. Song Jiao looked at the progress of the mission and left the mission world directly. All the people who should have died were dead, and Shen Yuhuan was safe now.
Back to the system space, the system tasks and task properties panel also popped up.
Mission Progress: 100%
Earn points:
Merit: 3000
Gain 300 potential points for solving the world termites.
System Panel
Host: Song Jiao
Spirit value:
Force value:
Luck value: 4320
integral:
Belief:
Merits:
Mission progress: 4/10
Song Jiao raised her hand gracefully, like a goddess controlling destiny, and without hesitation poured all 300 potential points into luck.
Before her eyes, her luck value popped up like a bright star: 4620!
A satisfied smile appeared at the corner of her lips, as bright and warm as the spring sun.
Song Jiao's gaze did not linger. She lightly scanned the system page and her eyes fell on Na Ronglan's information. A playful light flashed in her eyes.
The mission success rate was 0%. This glaring data was like a joke, making her smile even brighter.
The system screen was showing what happened after Shen Yuhuan returned.
After Shen Yuhuan returned, he was like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, completely changing from his previous weak state.
She resolutely took over the Shen family's business power, swept through the business world with thunderous momentum, and managed the Shen family's business prosperously, even surpassing Shen's father's past glory.
Father Shen once tentatively asked her if she needed to find another son-in-law to share the responsibilities.
However, Shen Yuhuan shook her head firmly and politely declined the proposal. She told her father that she could handle the situation on her own and did not need to rely on others.
As the saying goes, people's hearts are hidden, and although there are many kind people in the world, Shen Yuhuan knows that he no longer has the capital to take another risk.
If you win, it will be icing on the cake, but if you lose, it will be an abyss of no return.
"Life is light without love", these words echoed in Shen Yuhuan's heart. She felt that this was a kind of liberation and freedom.
Instead of losing yourself in the gamble of love, it is better to move forward alone and enjoy the lightness and freedom.
Thirty years later, time passed by like flowing water, and Father Shen passed away peacefully in this long time.
His passing was like the fall of a giant star, shrouding the entire Shen family in grief.
And Shen Yuhuan has also entered the middle-aged stage of his life.
The years have left deep marks on her face, but her eyes are still firm and bright, shining with wisdom like stars.
In order to continue the Shen family's bloodline and career, she carefully selected a child with good character from the side branch, treated him as her own son, and taught him carefully.
With this child, she started a new business journey.
Just like she had single-handedly supported the Shen family business back then, now she also had to lead this young life, overcome obstacles in the business world, and move forward courageously.
Her figure, although she lived in ancient times, is still so dazzling and admirable.
He died at the age of 78.
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