"Sigh, no matter how we adopted him, having another grandson is a good thing. I always thought Fan'er was a kind-hearted child, but how could he have encountered such a misfortune?" Madam Gu's mood sombered again.
Prime Minister Dong didn't know how to comfort his wife: "Things have come to this point, there's no use in sighing and complaining. Let's get some rest early tonight. Tomorrow, the three judicial departments will conduct a joint trial, and we'll see if there's any chance of a turnaround."
Even though they had no appetite, the couple forced themselves to eat a little something, not daring to think about the worst possible outcome.
We have six sons. Even if we lose one, we still have five. But as parents, we don't want to lose any of them!
Despite her distress and worry, Madam Gu had her servants light some calming incense so she could rest early. She knew they would be allowed to observe the joint trial by the three judicial authorities the next day.
But just as he lay down fully clothed, a servant knocked urgently on the door, saying that the old lady had arrived.
“What do you mean by resting? What time is it? The sun hasn’t even set yet. What kind of resting is this? Is that reasonable?” The 89-year-old matriarch spoke loudly from the outer room.
The Dong couple exchanged a glance, thinking to themselves that the old lady had probably realized what was going on, and they probably wouldn't be able to fool her today.
"Grandmother, didn't I tell you? One of Fan'er's good friends is getting married. The bride is marrying far away, and Fan'er went with her to pick her up. It will be several days before he returns." Madam Gu quickly stepped forward to support him and persuade him.
"Mother, don't listen to their nonsense. Your daughter-in-law heard it. The servants said that Fan'er is in trouble and is locked up in the Ministry of Justice's prison." Before they could calm her down, the old lady stormed in angrily.
Upon hearing this, the old lady became agitated and struck Prime Minister Dong with her cane: "I knew it! Fan'er is the closest to me. How could he go and help someone else with a wedding without telling me? How dare he collude with us two old women to deceive us! Hurry up and take me to the Ministry of Justice to see Fan'er. If you don't take me today, I'll kill myself right here in front of you."
"Yes, take us there. How could Xiao Liu possibly kill someone? If the Ministry of Justice dares to convict him, I'll kill myself right outside the Ministry of Justice." The old lady was also getting anxious.
For a moment, the living room was in complete chaos. Mr. and Mrs. Dong were trying to stop one person from rushing out, while the other was trying to do the same. Mr. Dong felt like his head was about to explode, and for a brief moment, he even thought about just smashing his head against a wall and killing himself.
Just then, someone at the door excitedly shouted, "Sixth Young Master is back..."
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