"Madam! Madam!" Qin Lu hurried over to check on the unconscious Madam Qin. He saw that Madam Qin's eyes were tightly closed but she was still shedding tears. Qin Lu also burst into tears, "Madam! Madam, please wake up..."
A tray was placed in front of Qin Lu. For a moment, the crying in the room stopped. Qin Lu stared with bloodshot eyes. He stared at the finger on the tray without blinking. The sound of teeth colliding came out clearly with his trembling mouth, which was sharp and unpleasant.
"Next time, if you still don't know anything, then we'll chop off two fingers. After that, we'll still have toes." The man sitting on the upper seat said calmly, "But Dean Qin, don't worry too much. We're still taking care of Little Master Qin's life. We won't let him die."
"I...I will fight you!" The next second, Qin Lu rushed towards the man like crazy. But before he could stand firm, he was kicked hard in the knee. He fell to the ground with a "thump".
"Headmaster Qin, if I were you, I would not do such a stupid thing again. After all, Little Master Qin is still in my hands. If anything happens to me, who can protect Little Master Qin? Don't you think so?" The man sneered, stood up and strode out of the room, saying lightly, "Send Headmaster Qin and Madam Qin back home."
"Yes, I obey your command." The guard bowed.
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September 25, 1934
Imperial study.
The imperial study had never been so lively before. The sounds of women crying and men shouting and kowtowing were endless. An Zishang could hear the noise inside before he even entered the hall. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Seeing Zhao Ruhai coming out, An Zishang hurried over to ask Zhao Ruhai something.
"Eunuch Zhao, who are those people in the imperial study?" An Zishang asked in a low voice.
"Royal Consort, Prince Rong, Princess Rong, and Lord Zhao, the Minister of the Supreme Court," Zhao Ruhai said slowly, bowing slightly to An Zishang and saying, "Minister An, please come in."
An Zishang was stunned. He originally thought that he had to wait outside and wait for the people inside to come out before going in to see the emperor. He naturally did not expect that the Imperial Concubine, Prince Rong, and Da'an were inside. These three people were all related to him, but how did the Dali Temple Minister get involved?
An Zishang did not have time to think about it, as Zhao Ruhai had already lifted the door curtain. An Zishang hurried into the imperial study, and then saw his daughter Da'an kneeling on the ground crying like a tearful person. Kneeling on the ground with her were Prince Rong Zhong Mingzheng, Dali Temple Minister Zhao Xuantong, Zhong Zhiheng and Imperial Noble Consort Zhao, who were sitting on the couch on either side, all looking unhappy. When they heard the footsteps, everyone looked in An Zishang's direction with complicated expressions.
"Your humble servant greets His Majesty and the Imperial Concubine," An Zishang knelt on the ground amid the complicated looks of the crowd. He bowed to Zhong Zhiheng and Zhao, and then looked at Da An, whose eyes were swollen like walnuts from crying. He felt very nervous. After a pause, he carefully said, "I wonder if Prince Rong..."
"Dad!" Before An Zishang could finish his words, Da An started to cry again, "My daughter is innocent! My daughter is really innocent!"
"Shut up!" Before An Zishang could speak, Zhao spoke first. She glared at Da An with disgust that she could not hide, and said coldly, "You keep saying you are innocent, but didn't you kill Lord Zhao's daughter? You still have the nerve to say you are innocent in front of Lord Zhao!"
"Mother, how can you blame your daughter-in-law for this?" When Da An heard what Zhao said, her lips trembled with anger. She was spoiled by An Zishang and Madam An. Later, she became the Princess of Prince Rong and gave birth to the little prince. She became even more arrogant and domineering. She was used to being disrespectful. "If it wasn't for your idea to help the prince to buy a foreign house, how could your daughter-in-law..."
"That's enough!" Zhong Zhiheng suddenly slammed the table, looked around at everyone with an annoyed and gloomy face, and said coldly, "Isn't it embarrassing enough?"
"Your Majesty, please calm down!" Everyone knelt down and kowtowed, and only then did the room finally become quiet.
"I'm afraid Minister An is still confused?" Zhong Zhiheng took a sip of tea and looked at An Zishang. He frowned and glared at Zhong Mingzheng, and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you tell your father-in-law the whole story?"
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