Salted Fish Lady Loves to Eat Melons

Chapter 113 No emperor likes to see all officials united
"Thirteen, send someone to tell fifth brother to arrange for them to stay, and then find a way to send a letter to General Fan." Wen Qingwan ordered through the car curtain.

"I'll arrange it right away." Leng Shisan said and rode away.

Wen Qingwan heard the sound of horse hooves leaving, then she lifted the curtain and looked at the cloud of dust raised by Leng Shisan's horse hooves.

Seeing the horses' hooves flying, she thought of Xiao Jin again. She cursed herself for being useless in her heart, but she couldn't help thinking about him again.

Not knowing whether he would remember her, Wen Qingwan sighed and let down the curtain.

"Madam, why don't we arrange those five women to work in the Marquis' Mansion to make clothes?" Jinque asked curiously.

Wen Qingwan shook her head and frowned as she said, "The other four of the five women are easy to deal with.

Although their relatives don't care about them, they won't think of killing them.

But Fan Shiba was different. Her father personally led people to look for her everywhere, and it seemed that he cared about his daughter very much.

However, someone in the Fan Mansion wanted to kill her, otherwise Fan Shiba would not have been left alone and taken into the mansion by Yin Yunfei.

That's why I, your master, ordered Leng Shisan to take Fan Shiba away to prevent her from being killed by Fan's family.

If the fact that we took in Fan Shiba is used by someone with ulterior motives, then we, the Marquis, will have to face the wrath of General Fan.

In order to prevent the Fan family from finding out, I had no choice but to send her to the farm and hide her there, and then hand Fan Shiba over to General Fan when he returns from suppressing the bandits."

"So that's how it is. The master is really powerful." Jinque thought it made sense and she flattered him out of habit.

But Jinlan was very attentive. She asked in confusion, "Master, why don't you send Miss Fan to the farm alone?"

"They have all suffered a lot, and they will feel safer only if they live together." Wen Qingwan explained patiently.

In her previous life, she lived in the East Palace and had no idea what was happening outside, but she was sure that Fan Shiba had also suffered the fate of being taken into the Yin Mansion.

That day she learned from Fan Shiba's inner voice that she missed the Northwest very much, but Fan Shiba had never returned to the Northwest in her previous life.

She stayed in Shangjing City and had an affair with Wen Er. A few years later, Wen Er asked for an imperial decree to grant them a marriage.

In his previous life, the eldest son of the Yin family had not been exposed, so the Fan family did not refuse to accommodate Fan Shiba.

"It's my sister-in-law's carriage. She's back." The child's exclamation interrupted Wen Qingwan's thoughts.

"Sister-in-law, are you hungry?"

"Sister-in-law, did I bully you?"

"Sister-in-law, are you okay?"

Xiao Yi and his brothers and sisters had been guarding the gate. When they saw Wen Qingwan's carriage, they rushed forward like a swarm of beehives to ask about her well-being.

Xiao Laosi stood upright at the gate waiting, not moving forward, but his handsome face was full of worry.

"Sister-in-law is hungry. You all go into the house first and I will tell you slowly." Xiao Libo jumped off the carriage and said loudly.

"Second brother's voice is so loud, it seems he is not bullied." Xiao Lichun joked with a smile.

"With my sister-in-law here, who dares to bully us?" Xiao Libo said proudly, patting his chest.

The brothers and sisters walked towards the mansion together, chatting and laughing. Along the way, Xiao Libo had already explained the general situation.

Compared to the joy in the Weiwu Marquis Mansion, the Zhenxi Marquis Mansion was shrouded in an atmosphere of low pressure.

Mrs. Fan San was ordered by the old lady to accompany Fan Shiba to the Dali Temple, but she thought the Dali Temple was unlucky and waited in the teahouse opposite.

She asked her maidservants to guard the gate of Dali Temple and wait for Fan Shiba to leave and then take her back home.

However, they waited until the sun set but still did not see Fan Shiba, it was as if she had disappeared from the face of the earth.

Mrs. Fan San was in a very complicated mood. Although she had been cursing the bastard in her heart and wished he would die, but when he really disappeared, she was afraid that the old lady would blame her and scold her for being jealous and unable to tolerate a concubine's daughter.

She sat in the carriage and kept thinking of various excuses. The old lady was most worried about which descendant would affect the future of the entire family.

The fact that Fan Shiba went to the Dali Temple to sue the eldest son of the Yin family made the old lady and the marquis very unhappy.

But the old lady's third son is very promising, so she must give him some face and cannot deal with Fan Shiba privately.

Mrs. Fan San has always wanted to use Fan Shiba's strong body to help her daughter give birth to a son with Fan family blood, so as to consolidate her daughter's position in her husband's family.

But Fan Shiba had disrupted her plans time and again, and now he had simply disappeared.

If her husband knew that she was the one who lost Fan Shiba, he would go crazy!

When she entered the mansion in the carriage, a heavy pressure hit her.

The flowers and plants in the mansion swayed in the wind, as if telling of her inner desolation and loneliness.

A deep feeling of helplessness welled up in her heart, and she didn't know how to face such a predicament.

The Minister of Justice was as helpless as Mrs. Fan San. He didn't know whether the case he would judge today would please the emperor.

He entered the palace tremblingly with two followers to report to the emperor. From a distance, he saw the emperor's trusted eunuch waiting for him at the door.

He walked into the imperial study with great trepidation in his heart, took a deep breath, and began to report to the emperor on today's case.

The emperor sat upright on the dragon throne, his expression so solemn that it was impossible to see his eyes clearly.

But the way the emperor looked at the Minister of Justice seemed to be able to see through his inner fear and expectation.

"Your Majesty, today's verdict is as follows..." The Minister of Justice stated the case one by one with a trembling voice.

He described every detail and every expression and behavior so vividly that the emperor felt as if he was there in person.

The emperor listened quietly, with a hint of thought in his eyes. After the Minister of Justice finished speaking, he did not say anything.

But the emperor's fingers tapped lightly on the dragon throne, as if he was weighing an important decision.

The Minister of Justice felt as if time had stopped at this moment. His heart beat faster as he waited for the emperor's reprimand.

His heart was beating so fast it almost jumped out of his chest, and he had no idea what the emperor's silence meant.

Suddenly, the emperor opened his eyes and asked, "Did the young master of the Yin family really kidnap Miss Fan?"

"Your Majesty, the facts are indeed true."

"You protected him and sent a servant to jail in his place, but you didn't even chop off the servant's head?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me..."

"Forgive me? What crime have you committed?"

"..."

The Minister of Justice doesn't know what crime he has committed, isn't he just considering the face of the Grand Tutor?
But he didn't dare to say it out loud, so he could only kneel down and beg for mercy, "I should sentence that servant to be executed immediately."

He thought he had solved the case perfectly, and along the way he dreamed of gaining the emperor's approval.

Having served as officials for many years, they knew very well that the more ministers fought among themselves, and the more fiercely they fought, the better it was for those in higher positions.

No emperor of any dynasty wanted to see the civil and military officials under him united as this would undermine the stability of the imperial power.

(End of this chapter)