Yuan was slightly calm when he heard the master say this. As long as the Cheng family was willing to stand on her side, she would be nothing scary. It is common for a woman to be dealt with by the clan. She took action on the Cheng family and did a good thing in the mind of the Cheng family. Now Cheng Yi insisted on causing a lot of controversy. As soon as tomorrow dawn, the entire capital would see the Cheng family's jokes.

If the Cheng family can't show any attitude, they will be stabbed by someone.

"What if the princess blames..." Yuan said, "What should I do if the master?"

"Then I will write a memorial to send it to the Empress Dowager," Mr. Cheng was full of confidence. "Our family is also a royal relative. When encountering such a thing, there is no place to complain. Naturally, we have to ask the meaning of the palace. We do this for the face of the royal family. If Cheng Yi had not given the princess, our family would be fine. Now it is different. Do you want those merchants to talk nonsense around?"

Yuan was even more happy. The Empress Dowager was in charge of this and would hand over this matter to the Imperial Concubine. The Yuan family had always been close to the Imperial Concubine. Before something happened in the East Palace, the brother had been trying his best to assist His Highness the Crown Prince.

Yuan raised her lips slightly and thought that Princess Huairou's princess was so majestic. In the end, not only could she not save Zhao, but she would also become a laughing stock. She had never seen any woman who lost her virginity and dared to show up in front of others. People from small families were going to seek death, let alone the princess's mother-in-law.

After a decree is issued, Zhao will return to the west. If she is Zhao, she will be cleaned up by herself, so as not to lose her last face.

After all, Yuan felt that he had no selfishness for the sake of the Cheng family.

The Yuan family has arrived.

Master Cheng stepped forward and helped Yuan down. Cheng Yi looked at the couple's loving and harmonious appearance and clenched his fists tightly.

The door of the Yuan family opened, Cheng Yi walked in first, and saw Yuan Zhixing in front of him.

Yuan Zhixing said calmly: "What are you doing in the middle of the night? What kind of erratic style is this kind of noisy?"

Master Cheng smiled and wanted to say a few words to his uncle in private. Seeing his uncle's expression angry, he immediately said, "It's nothing big..."

"Father is fine, I have it," Cheng Yi interrupted Master Cheng, "I want to ask why Lord Yuan instigated his family to go to Liansheng Inn to poison him."

Yuan Zhixing said coldly: "It would be fine if the prince-in-law doesn't call me uncle. Is this a crime on behalf of the court? Then you have to make clear the whole story. Who is Liansheng Inn? Why do I instigate my family to poison me?"

If you want to explain the matter of Liansheng Inn, you have to understand the relationship between Zhao and the two merchants. When Yuan heard this, he couldn't help but smile. He was still a good brother, so he would send Cheng Yi in one or two words.

A wind lamp was lit in the yard, and Cheng Yi's face became increasingly ugly. He gritted his teeth tightly along the way, and there was a salty and bloody smell in his mouth. Now everyone was looking at him, his eyes with cold smiles, waiting to see his jokes, as if he was about to say such a shame.

Thinking about the same expression in those people's eyes after dawn, Cheng Yi's hands were tighter, but he was not afraid, he couldn't bear it. What should his mother do? He wanted to support his mother's sky that was about to collapse. As long as he thought of this and knew that he had someone to protect, his spine would be straighter.

"Because the two merchants at Liansheng Inn insulted my mother, you brought them to Beijing to use this as a threat."

He really said it, it was really shameless. It was not a thanks to the child raised by Zhao. Master Cheng wanted to kick the rebellious son in front of him to the ground.

Mrs. Yuan seemed to have heard something extremely pickled, and covered her face with a veil, and told the man: "Close the door quickly, so don't spread it if you do this."

Master Cheng was even more angry when he heard Yuan's words, and felt that his face was peeled off: "Don't ask others, this is what I asked to do. I'm not trying to save the Princess' Mansion and the Cheng family. What? Those two people shouldn't be killed? I'm dedicated to giving you face, but you don't want it... Okay, you want to sue your father to court and avenge the two merchants. You just hand in the documents to Shuntian Mansion. I want to see what else your prince-consort can't do."

"What are you saying?" Old Mrs. Cheng hurriedly entered the yard, "What does your son say to your father? Brother Yi, you must tell the difference between right and wrong. You can't be angry with your father. We have to solve this problem closed and don't make trouble again, it's embarrassing!

Brother Yi, please be obedient. Go to the yamen with your father. Tomorrow, the princess will come to the palace and beg the Queen Mother and the Imperial Concubine. The big things will turn into small things! If your mother feels wronged, my old woman will come forward to apologize to her."

With one sentence, I brought my mother to the forefront. Everyone would tell me about her faults. Cheng Yi's voice was hoarse: "Okay, then I'll go to report to the official. What my father said just now, how dare you go to the yamen to say it again?"

"What's the point," Mr. Cheng's forehead floated, "But you have thought about it. There is no turning back arrow. It would be fine if you don't learn from Min Ziqian, but you have to be a rebellious son. Don't blame me for disregarding the father-son relationship."

Cheng Yi was not shaken: "I'll go and beat the Dengwen drum now."

When I beat the drum at night, I had no room for recovery.

Old Mrs. Cheng cried: "What should I do? How can the old woman face the ancestors of the Cheng family in the future?"

Cheng Yi stared at Master Cheng: "Father, please!"

Master Cheng sneered, lifted his robe and walked out.

"The sky is falling." Old Mrs. Cheng shouted.

...

In the gloomy cell, there was a smell of moisture and rottenness in the air.

Hou Yong woke up later than Qian Yunsheng. Before opening his eyes, he heard Qian Yunsheng screaming. At first, the sound was very light, but later it became heartbreaking.

Hou Yong trembled all over, and his crotch was hot. He wanted to open his eyes and see, but he was afraid of waking up. As long as he woke up, it was his turn.

Qian Yunsheng stopped calling, probably because he fainted. Hou Yong opened his eyes tremblingly, and saw Qian Yunsheng being tied not far away, his head hanging deep down and his people were unknown.

The yamen in the prison was busy, and someone moved a pot.

"This man hasn't woken up yet."

"No hurry, it will not be too late to wake him up after the meat is cooked. Then you can even fill him with the meat and soup."

Hou Yong's cold sweat slid down his forehead. What meat do they want to cook for him? Hou Yong looked at him secretly and saw the Yamama throwing a piece of something similar to his arm into the pot.

Whose arm is that? Hou Yong trembled and looked at Qian Yunsheng again, with one sleeve empty...

Hou Yong was almost spitting it out, and the Yamashi wanted him to eat Qian Yunsheng's meat.

"The easiest thing to interrogate two people. After a while, he still refused to say anything after eating meat. Then tie him up, remove his legs and cook them and feed them to the person, let them take turns to eat each other's flesh and blood. There is always someone who is willing to tell the truth."

After the yamen said that, he walked to Hou Yong and kicked Hou Yong's leg: "This man has a lot of flesh, so he should cut him first."
Chapter completed!