Jiang Ziyi frowned, perhaps feeling that Su Qian was ruining their family's reputation and making them lose face, so he retorted, "Since you say you're not from Nanchang, then where did you come from? You wouldn't say you're from Fengyuan, would you? Compared to joining a new master, being unwilling to acknowledge your own country is even more shameless!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold and sinister voice suddenly spoke: "Qianqian is a goddess who descended from the sky. I have seen it with my own eyes. She is definitely not from Nanchang."
Originally, Yan Xuanye didn't intend to interrupt because he saw that Su Qian was capable of dealing with Jiang Xuewei and others. He knew that Su Qian didn't have him in her heart at the moment, and she was already blaming him for what happened last night. Yan Xuanye was afraid that if he interrupted again, Su Qian would be unhappy.
But these people kept causing trouble, and none of them took Su Qian seriously, so he naturally had to support her.
As soon as Yan Xuanye opened his mouth, someone immediately echoed him, "Yes, we all saw it too."
"This group of villains, the goddess is also owned by your Nanchang country?"
"How ridiculous! Back then, that thief Lu Huan shot an arrow into the goddess' heart, killing her. Your Highness finally managed to get the mage to revive her, and yet they dared to insult her!?"
"We are fortunate that the goddess does not blame Fengyuan Kingdom. How can we continue to be troubled by such rumors?"
A sturdy man stood up angrily, bowed to Yan Xuanye and said, "Your Highness, the people of Nanchang first hurt the goddess, and then insulted her reputation. It's really despicable! Your Highness must kill these people of Nanchang and avenge the goddess!"
An old man stroked his beard and spoke solemnly, "The goddess appeared on the day we attacked Nanchang. Although she died on the battlefield before she could help us, we were able to conquer thirteen cities in a row with overwhelming force. It must be the goddess who blessed us behind the scenes. Otherwise, how could we be so lucky? The goddess is truly a blessing to the people of Fengyuan. Your Highness, let these villains insult the goddess's reputation."
Yan Xuanye's face was gloomy, and he looked at the judge gravely, "Master Jiang, how do you discipline your children?"
Jiang Shizhong's face was pale, and his blood seemed to have stagnated. He sat there in a daze, not knowing how to react. In this scorching summer, under Yan Xuanye's cold gaze, his underwear was already soaked with sweat.
Damn these three children! They didn't even leave him any way out. Not only could they not help him, but at the critical moment, he had to clean up their messes. What use were they?
Jiang Shizhong was feeling very nervous, but seeing all the faces looking at him and insisting on him giving an answer, he had no choice but to speak.
Jiang Shizhong's mouth twitched constantly. He took a deep breath, then stood up and saluted, saying respectfully, "Your Highness, Goddess, this is all my daughter's fault. My daughter's recklessness is due to my wife and I's poor parenting. I am incompetent. I will definitely discipline my daughter properly in the future."
"I beg your Highness and the Goddess to forgive me."
Jiang Shizhong was the Tongpan of Nanchang State. Now that Zhiyi City was captured by Yan Xuanye, he no longer had an official position in Nanchang State, so in front of Yan Xuanye, he only dared to call himself "I".
"Forgive me?" Yan Xuanye tilted his head and laughed coldly. When the people of Nanchang saw his sinister and cruel smile, they all felt a sense of chill inexplicably in this hot summer day.
"As the saying goes, spoiling a child is like killing him. The Tongpan should properly discipline his children." Yan Xuanye looked at Jiang Shizhong intently and asked, "So...how will the Tongpan plan to discipline them?"
"We have to give the goddess an explanation, right? What do you think, Tongpan?"
Yan Xuanye's words carried a threatening tone, and everyone in the Jiang family could hear it. Jiang Ziyi looked at Jiang Shizhong in panic, "Father!"
Jiang Shizhong glanced blankly at Jiang Ziyi and the two Jiang sisters, then fixed his gaze on his wife. He saw panic and fear in them all without exception.
But at the moment, he had no choice. If he couldn't bring himself to teach them a lesson, Yan Xuanye would definitely come to "help" him.
After all, this person is not a kind-hearted person.
He spoke tremblingly, "How about... giving them ten slaps on the hands, making them kneel in the ancestral hall for a night... and then punishing them to reflect on their mistakes in their rooms for ten days."
"During these ten days, have them both copy the 'Women's Precepts' and reflect on themselves. At the same time, have them copy a copy of the 'Buddhist Scripture' and send it to Wenshu Monastery to be burned and pray for the goddess."
"Your Highness, Goddess, I wonder...is this okay?"
Su Qian didn't say anything. First, she didn't care how Jiang Shizhong would punish them, as it was obvious that Jiang Shizhong would make excuses for them. Second, she felt that there was no need for her to say anything, as the decision on this matter was in Yan Xuanye's hands.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Yan Xuanye thought she was dissatisfied.
He had long known what was hidden in the look in the Jiang family girl's eyes when she looked at him. She wanted to be his wife, but she didn't even look at herself and wondered what she was like. How could she compare to the goddess?
She even dared to ridicule the goddess in public and embarrass her. How could he be interested in such a vicious woman?
Yan Xuanye's narrow eyes were filled with contempt, "You two girls are so eloquent and cunning, and you are so shameless."
"But this prince was wondering, why is this person so shameless... punished with a slap on the hand?"
The magistrate's wife was also anxious: "What does your highness mean?"
Yan Xuanye: "Since what was said was annoying, shouldn't the punishment be a slap on the face? Why a slap on the palm? It makes people feel that he is too partial to his daughter."
Jiang Shizhong: "This..."
He also didn't want to refute Yan Xuanye and embarrass Yan Xuanye.
But today's banquet was organized by their family. Yan Xuanye first left the table abruptly, and then wanted to punish his daughter for the goddess. Today he has lost all his face.
Despite this, he still wanted to try his best to salvage something. If the news that his daughter offended the goddess and was slapped in the face got out, he would really lose all face in Zhiyi City in the future, and he would not be able to get anything back.
"But, for a girl, the most important thing is her face. If she gets slapped..."
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