Gao Ren was still wearing that flying fish robe, with a gold and red cape draped over his shoulders and an embroidered spring knife at his waist, looking quite imposing.
He glanced around and his gaze settled on Fang Qing's face.
Fang Qing panicked for a moment.
The presence of the Embroidered Uniform Guard here is naturally to help Qin Hou.
Qin Hou thought so too, and he instantly felt more confident.
"Commander."
Gao Ren didn't even glance at him. He walked over and sat down next to Fang Qing, and even picked up the cup of tea that Fang Qing hadn't touched and took a sip.
"I am here on His Majesty's orders to oversee this case. Eighth Prince, please continue."
He showed absolutely no respect.
Mian'er pursed her lips in displeasure.
Qin Hou seized the opportunity and quickly stepped forward.
“Your Highness, this is indeed a miscarriage of justice. Miss Fang and I have already signed a transfer agreement. It is a mutually agreeable cooperation. There is no so-called seizure. I am more suspicious of what the person who deliberately twisted this matter is up to.”
He was convinced that with Gao Ren around, the Eighth Prince would not allow the Qin family to lose face.
Mian'er struck the gavel again.
"Since you don't admit it, then this prince will bring up the witnesses."
With that, Mian'er waved her hand, and her men left.
Witnesses?
Looking across the entire Xichang Prefecture, who would dare to offend the Qin family?
He felt a little more at ease.
Over here, Gao Ren was sitting next to Fang Qing, and half of her body was uncomfortable, but Gao Ren still wanted to talk to her.
"I didn't expect to meet you so soon."
Fang Qing ignored her.
Gao Ren, however, reached out and pinched her chin, turning her face around.
"Didn't you hear me speaking to you, Commander?"
Seeing this, Fang Zhu strode forward, and Mian'er also stood up abruptly.
"Master Gao!"
"Gao Ren!"
Both of them looked at Gao Ren with displeasure.
Gao Ren's gaze swept over the two of them, his eyes conveying a meaningful meaning.
"What's wrong? I was just catching up with an old acquaintance. Why are you two so agitated?"
Fang Qing opened Gao Ren's hand, got up, and took a step away from him.
"Tall men respect themselves."
Gao Ren chuckled.
"Okay, respect yourself."
However, he was still staring intently at Fang Qing, his eyes seeming to want to devour her, which made Fang Zhu and Mian'er even angrier.
Fortunately, the innkeeper, Manager Tong, and the jailer from the government prison were brought over shortly afterward.
The innkeeper knelt on the ground, barely daring to breathe, and naturally didn't see Qin Hou's threatening gaze.
"Who wants to speak first?"
Mian'er looked at the people below the hall.
"This humble citizen has something to say!"
It's Manager Tong.
“This humble citizen wants to sue the Qin family. They have gone too far. Last month, our master came to Xichang Prefecture to open a granary. Suddenly one day, someone arrested our master and put him in jail. At first, I thought that I could just spend some money to smooth things over. Later I found out that the Qin family did not want to release us.”
“The Qin family had their eyes on Miss Fang’s seed from the very beginning. They used our master to lure Miss Fang to Xichang Prefecture. Once Miss Fang arrived in Xichang Prefecture, they continued to use our master’s life to coerce her.”
"Just the day before yesterday, when Miss Fang disagreed, the Qin family set fire to the inn and burned our master to death. Young Master Qin even went to the inn to coerce Miss Fang, and Miss Fang was forced to write a transfer certificate to give up the seeds."
Qin Hou gave Manager Tong a warning look.
"Nonsense! Your old man died in a fire, what does that have to do with me?"
Mian'er glanced at Qin Hou and slammed the gavel.
"Shut up! Did I, the prince, give you permission to speak?"
Qin Hou looked at Gao Ren with a pleading look in his eyes.
But Gao Ren also stood up and walked to Fang Qing's side at some point, and at this moment he was lowering his voice and talking to Fang Qing.
Fang Qing, on the other hand, looked somewhat impatient.
"Is what Manager Tong, the owner of Laifu Inn, said true?"
The owner of Laifu Inn was lying on the ground, his body trembling.
"Yes, Young Master Qin did come to our inn a few days ago. We don't know what Young Master Qin and Miss Fang talked about before, but I was serving them when they met yesterday, so I heard their conversation clearly."
Mian'er glanced at Gao Ren and said to the owner of Laifu Inn, "Tell me in detail what they said. If there is even a single lie, I, the prince, will not let it go easily."
"Yes, it seems there was a fire at the prison that day, and Master Zhou was burned to death. Early in the morning, Young Master Qin came to the inn and talked to Miss Fang about Master Zhou's death. Young Master Qin said that if Fang Qing doesn't hand over the things, Miss Fang's fate will be even worse than Master Zhou's."
Qin Hou tried to interrupt again, but Mian'er gave him a cold look.
“At that time, Miss Fang was scared and asked if she could be safe if she handed over the things. Young Master Qin said yes, and then Miss Fang wrote a seed transfer certificate. But when Miss Fang asked Young Master Qin when he could let her leave, Young Master Qin went back on his word.”
"Young Master Qin said he could let Miss Fang live, but he didn't say she had to leave Xichang Prefecture. He also said that if Miss Fang was willing to enter the Qin family as his concubine, he could let her live a few years of good life. But if Miss Fang was unwilling, he would make her keep the secret forever."
The innkeeper's voice grew softer and softer, but that didn't stop everyone from hearing what he was saying.
Fang Zhu and Mian'er looked at Qin Hou with icy eyes, as if they wanted to kill him immediately.
Qin Hou broke out in a cold sweat.
The Qin family were local tyrants in Xichang Prefecture, and their word was law. They never imagined that a casual remark would become evidence against him.
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