Chapter 82 At this moment, I want to die, I am desperate
Having spent so many years in the Marquis' Mansion, Su Luo knew all too well what Li Ziyan was going to do. Su Luo asked, "Master and Prince, do you know who the owner of Kuangqi Tower is?"
She was very curious about why the boss arranged this storytelling session.
Mo Jin ignored her.
Wen Zixi pondered for a moment and shook his head.
I could only hear the storyteller downstairs shouting angrily, "Madam Hou, you dare not take responsibility for what you did! No one ordered you to do it! I prepared all the content of the story myself!"
"So you're just making this up for publicity!" Li Ziyan grabbed the eight-year-old girl by the collar, sneered at everyone, and explained loudly, "Did everyone hear that? This storyteller is just making up stories!"
"I, Li Zi Yan, have never done anything to instigate Madam Su to commit suicide!" Li Zi Yan said with a righteous look on her face.
The confused audience found it difficult to tell the truth from the falsehood for a moment.
Those who had previously thought that Li Ziyan was doomed to be the last of her family were now a little shaken.
But the next moment, the storyteller's firm words made them believe that Li Ziyan was plotting to wipe out the entire family!
The storyteller roared in anger, "Don't threaten me with my daughter! She's innocent! My relative works at the Su residence, and what he said could be false. Everyone, even if I die today, I will expose the hypocrisy of this vicious woman!"
The eight-year-old girl spat out a mouthful of blood, endured the pain, stood up, and protected her father. She also shouted in imitation of the father, "Even if I die today, I will protect my father and work with him to expose your hypocrisy!"
"You!" Li Ziyan raised her hand and slapped him again, "You lowly bastard, you lowly bastard, if I tear your mouth apart, I'll see if you can still be stubborn—"
"How good can someone be who even beats a child? You call me a bastard, then I'll call you a vicious woman!"
The little girl was quite strong-willed. She shrank back a little in fear, but she didn't hide. She just stood there waiting to be beaten!
The expected slap did not fall.
Instead, the little girl fell into a soft and warm embrace.
Su Luo ran over and held the little girl tightly in her arms, but because the situation was urgent, she had no time to avoid it and was still slapped half by Li Zi Yan.
Mo Jin's expression instantly turned gloomy.
"Sister, you are hurt..." the girl exclaimed.
"Don't be afraid." Su Luo's face was burning with pain. "It's nothing."
Someone from the crowd reacted and exclaimed, "This seems to be... the seventh young lady of the Su Mansion."
"Miss Su is here. If she has instigated anything, we'll know after asking her!"
Su Luo raised her sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of the little girl's mouth, and then tied her messy hair back into place. Then she looked up:
"My mother instigated my mother to commit suicide. Somehow, word of this got to the storytelling pavilion. The storyteller was just making a random remark. Why did you get so angry and implicate innocent people? And why did you even mobilize the palace soldiers to surround Kuangqi Tower?"
Zhou Zhizhang's expression suddenly changed, he glared at Li Ziyan, and then angrily scolded:
"Su Luo, there must be a misunderstanding. Not only do you not believe your mother, but you also say that she was angry out of shame. Are you deliberately trying to confirm this?"
"Don't think that just because we, the entire Marquisate, treat you like a daughter and pamper you, we can let you do whatever you want!"
In fact, Zhou Zhizhang had already vaguely felt that something was wrong, but there was no time to think about it. He just had to get rid of this shit pot!
He is the Marquis of Jing'an, can't he take care of an orphan girl?
"Su Luo! Kneel down!" Zhou Zhizhang shouted coldly, "Apologize to your mother!"
Zhou Zhizhang then glared at the storyteller with his eyes wide open: "If you admit now that you made it up, I can show mercy and let you go without imprisonment."
The official of the Marquis Mansion immediately advised: "Yes, you are also in your forties. Like me, you have elderly parents and young children to take care of. If you don't think about your own future, you should also think about your family!"
On the surface, it was a nice word, but in reality, he was threatening the storyteller with the whole family.
The storyteller gritted his teeth, turned his head away and said nothing!
Su Luo sneered, standing tall in the storytelling pavilion, and said in a stiff and firm tone: "Those who are innocent will not kneel."
Zhou Zhizhang snorted, "That's outrageous! You really won't kneel?"
"I won't kneel!" Su Luo said in a clear voice, looking directly at Zhou Zhizhang.
"Since you won't kneel, I'll have someone kneel for you!" Zhou Zhizhang shouted, "Someone come! Push her down and make her kneel!"
Su Luo clenched her fists.
A soldier came over and put his hand directly on her shoulder.
The heavy force on her shoulders continued to hit her from afar. Su Luo felt the pressure even more, and her knees gradually bent. She only heard Zhou Zhizhang, with his hands behind his waist, scolding loudly with a stern face:
"Since you've done this, I won't give you any face!"
"Su Luo, kowtow three times to your mother and sincerely admit your mistake! Then write a letter of apology and be confined to the ancestral hall for a few days! Let's forget about this matter."
Su Luo did not kneel, but stood with her back straight.
The two soldiers couldn't hold her down no matter what they did!
Zhou Zhizhang narrowed his fiery eyes and said, "Waste." Then he walked over and kicked Su Luo in the knee!
"Ugh!" Su Luo felt pain, her knee joints made a crack, and she fell forward to her knees in embarrassment!
But she still didn't resist.
That's exactly what she wanted to do, step by step to reveal the true identities of Zhou Zhizhang and his wife!
When Su Luo was about to fall to the ground.
This time, Mo Jin was faster than Wen Zixi. He jumped down from the second floor and held Su Luo's waist firmly.
Su Luo looked at Mo Jin in shock.
She never thought that in public, Mo Jin would save her from danger in front of so many people and hug her!
Su Luo was eager to sever ties with him and left his arms.
Mo Jin also let her avoid suspicion.
But in the eyes of Zhou Zhizhang and his wife, Mo Jin's actions changed their meaning.
She slept with the wrong man on her wedding night, and now Mo Jin is helping Su Luo again.
Without waiting for Zhou Zhizhang to think carefully, Mo Jin walked over and grabbed Zhou Zhizhang by the collar, saying without mercy: "Marquis Jing'an, you are so bold that you dare to lead troops to surround this king."
Zhou Zhizhang suddenly reacted and looked at Mo Jin in panic!
Was Mo Jin already in the storytelling house? How could he have the time to be there?! Wasn't he assassinated?
Zhou Zhizhang's eyes changed rapidly, and he lowered his voice hastily: "Prince Regent, this is a misunderstanding. I have no intention of besieging Your Highness. How dare I lead troops to besiege Your Highness!"
"You say you don't dare, but the problem is that the Marquis has already led his troops to surround the prince." Qin Zhengyu slapped his folding fan on his palm and asked sarcastically, "What? Is the Marquis trying to commit insubordination?"
"No!" Jing'an Hou was eager to clarify, "Your Majesty, even if I were given a hundred courages, I wouldn't dare to do that!"
"It's better not to."
Mo Jin suddenly let go, and Zhou Zhizhang almost fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Everyone saw a gentle and elegant young man in a deep blue robe, who said calmly, "I don't know what I have done wrong. Not only did the Marquis surround the Regent, but he also led his troops to surround this Grand Tutor?"
Wen Zixi walked down the stairs, looking elegant and handsome, making people feel like spring breeze, which made many women blush and feel a little shy.
Didn't Wen Zixi support orthodoxy? How did he get mixed up with Mo Jin? Zhou Zhizhang's heart skipped a beat and he quickly apologized, "Master Taifu, this is a misunderstanding."
"Really?" Wen Zixi asked back.
"Yes! It's definitely a misunderstanding!" Zhou Zhizhang swore to the sky!
Zhou Zhizhang was sweating profusely and silently prayed to Wen Zixi not to say anything bad about him in front of those Confucian scholars.
Otherwise, wouldn’t those literati scold him to death?
Then, a calm and experienced voice of an old man rang out: "Why should Seventh Miss kneel? What has Seventh Miss done wrong? The fault lies with your mansion!"
"Where do you have the nerve to ask Miss Seven to kneel down!"
Each sentence exploded like thunder.
Zhou Zhizhang suddenly looked towards the gate of Kuangqi Tower!
The Inspector, still wearing a dark official robe, was seen walking slowly towards them, supporting Old Madam Feng.
The crowd automatically made way for them.
Under Li Ziyan's shocked and guilty gaze, Old Madam Feng stopped in front of Li Ziyan.
The two looked at each other, and Li Ziyan pretended to be calm.
Madam Feng's eyes were full of justice: "That's right! I have always been a busybody in other people's affairs all my life!"
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