Chapter 147: Mo Yu Yun Jian
Chapter 147: Mo Yu Yun Jian
In the palace, Ji Shuran's sister, Concubine Li, immediately summoned her father to the palace after hearing the news last night.
The cause of all this was because of her father. When her sister was in love with Liu Wencai, her father despised her because of her poor background and tried to obstruct her in every possible way. He even framed her and broke Liu Wencai's right hand.
He also forced his sister to remarry an old man in his sixties, and said that as long as he found someone better than this man, he would agree to Ji Shuran's marriage.
Helplessly, the sister could only turn her attention to Ye Zhenzhen, who had just given birth.
Not only did my father not look for problems within himself, he also kept blaming my sister for being useless and not cruel enough.
Concubine Li's eyes were stern. "Father, please resign and become a monk! After you stay in the temple for a while, I will find an excuse to call you back."
Ji Yanlin looked at his second daughter in confusion: "What did you say? You want me to become a monk?"
Concubine Li glared at Ji Yanlin fiercely and said, "Only if you admit everything can you save my sister's life."
Ji Yanlin's face was full of bitterness: "In order to save your sister, do you abandon your father?"
Concubine Li stood up and said: "If father is unwilling to save my sister, you will lose your two daughters."
Ji Yanlin, who had relied on selling his daughters for fame and fortune all his life, had to compromise and accept the matter.
Ji Yanlin submitted a confession in the previous court, admitting that he was the one who ordered everything.
When Concubine Li heard the news, she immediately went to ask the emperor for help. After much persuasion, the emperor finally agreed to the request.
Tong'er slept for a day and a night because of the sword wound. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw many people guarding her bed.
Every movement she made was noticed.
"Tong'er, how are you? Does the wound still hurt?"
Jiuning reached out and touched the other person's forehead to check his temperature.
"Fortunately, the fever has subsided. Master Jiuyue isn't very good at treating illnesses, but when it comes to poisons and external injuries, she's exceptional."
Tong'er listened to everyone's concern and forced a smile.
"It's so good to see you guys."
Everyone stayed here for a whole day and night, except Jiang Jingrui, who had just returned to the Jiang Mansion and hurried back.
"Oh no! His Majesty has issued an edict to pardon my aunt's death sentence."
"What?" Two voices sounded at the same time.
Xue Fangfei quickly stepped forward and asked, "What happened? Tell me in detail."
Jiang Jingrui wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I just got home and heard the eunuch come to announce the decree. My aunt's father admitted all the crimes and was ordered to practice in the temple to make amends. At the same time, he also hoped that the Jiang family would spare my aunt's life."
"Jiuyue, please take good care of Tong'er for me." After saying that, she picked up her skirt and ran out.
"Where are you going?"
Before he could finish his words, he disappeared.
Jiu Ning ran out on impulse, but stopped when she reached the street. Looking at the bustling market, she didn't feel happy at all.
Who should she look for? Who can solve this problem? Jiu Ning first walked towards the palace step by step.
She handed over the badge of her identity as the county lady. This was the second time she met Zhao Ye. Even though she was in a hurry, she still bowed politely.
"Your Majesty, is it impossible to take back the Jiang family's affairs?"
Zhao Ye widened his eyes, unable to believe that the young woman below was here to question him.
"Under the imperial decree."
"There's really no turning back."
"Princess Yongping, you must know when to stop."
Jiu Ning was very disappointed. She lowered her head slightly, bowed and walked out. She felt a little aggrieved. What was going on?
No, no one can stop her from killing the person she wants to kill.
First go to the Dali Temple. The Taibu Office has been sealed off by Xiao Heng, and Liu Wencai is imprisoned in the Dali Temple.
Jiuning handed over the sign and walked in swaggeringly. He saw a man who was covered in dirt and had untreated wounds, lying on the ground like a dog.
"Go to hell and make amends for the many lives you've taken!"
Just as Liu Wencai raised his eyes in surprise, Jiu Ning crushed his larynx with a palm.
It is really sad to see the other person dying with his eyes open. He is ruthless, ambitious, and has the courage to climb out of the trough, but he is once again ruined by a woman.
"No, someone's dead."
It was a long time after Jiu Ning left that the jailer discovered Liu Wencai's death and hurriedly reported it to the Dali Temple Secretary.
Just as she was about to give the order to arrest someone, she walked into the Princess's Mansion.
"Wow! What a rare guest! Isn't this our newly promoted Princess Yongping?"
Wan Ning didn't expect that the daughter of the prime minister would come to her after making such a fuss.
Jiu Ning was wearing a red dress and nodded slightly without a smile: "Greetings, Princess."
Jiu Ning stood politely in the room, looking at Wan Ning's arrogant and disdainful attitude.
"Why did the county lady come to my house?"
"I have come to seek refuge with the eldest princess."
Jiuning was not someone who would put himself in a difficult position. Seeing that the other party didn't want to pay much attention to him, he found a seat and sat down.
Wan Ning was a little annoyed by the other party's casualness. No one had ever dared to talk to her like that.
"Since you have come to seek refuge with me, you should have the attitude of seeking refuge."
Jiu Ning shrugged, spread his hands, and said nonchalantly: "Your Highness, I have my own capital, and there is no need to kowtow."
Wan Ning scoffed and rolled her eyes at her. "You're just a county lady, and at most an unfavored daughter of a prime minister. What do you have to offer? How dare you act so wildly here?"
Jiu Ning smoothed his sleeves and found a comfortable sitting position. "Why are you in such a hurry? I dare not act wildly, but I will return the way I came. Your Highness, why don't you listen to the end?"
"Haha! No one has ever dared to talk to me like that. I'll give you a chance. If you can't satisfy me, I'll kill you."
Wan Ning looked at this woman who had suffered as much as she had and crawled back to the human world step by step.
She was curious about what the other person wanted to say, but listening to it didn't stop her from killing him.
"I have power, money, and connections."
After Jiuning finished speaking, he saw a light flash in the other person's eyes, and knew that the other person was interested.
"Weizhenlou is mine, and it makes a fortune every day. Ye family of Luyang, you have tried every possible way to get it, but you still have to listen to me.
Duke Su has power, troops, people, and information at his disposal, and I can manipulate them at will. My father, the Minister of the Central Secretariat, feels guilty about me."
Wan Ning shook her sleeves and said nonchalantly, "So what? Do you think I'm afraid of them?"
"These are His Majesty's men."
After hearing the last sentence, Wan Ning finally looked at him straight in the eye. She saw that he was sitting very relaxed, without a trace of nervousness or fear. It was just that his face made people feel unhappy.
But what she said was indeed significant and she had the capital to be arrogant.
Once these people are restrained, when her brother returns to the capital, the capital will be full of their people, and Your Majesty, her good brother will not be able to resist at all.
"How can I believe that you are truly trusting me?"
Before Jiu Ning could answer, a maid ran in from outside and whispered something in Wan Ning's ear, which made Wan Ning's eyes curve even more with a smile.
"What a skill! A mere county lady dares to question His Majesty in person and even brazenly goes to Dali City to kill people."
"Come here, arrest her and send her to the Dali Temple."
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