The next day, people from the government offices in Jingzhou City arrived one after another.
Mi Xiayao neatly handed the divorce document in her hand to the government office and put the divorce procedure on track.
She saw the chapter covered on the white paper with her own eyes and clenched her sleeves unconsciously.
The people in the room looked at the names of the two people on the rice paper, and their hands that were stamped were trembling slightly.
Waiting for the former Mrs. Tongzhi to walk out with the stamped and valid letter of separation, the news of the reconciliation between Duan Tongzhi and Mrs. Duan quickly spread throughout the government office.
This spread was so fast that even Pei Xingyuan, who had just arrived in Jingzhou City less than three days ago, had heard about it.
He could hear clearly what the officials around him were saying, and the speed with which he twisted the corner of the rice paper became more and more meaningful.
When the officials of Jingzhou Prefecture who were sitting next to each other and were chatting among each other accidentally raised their heads, they saw Zuo Shaoqing, who was sitting in the high position, with a serious smile on his cold and indifferent face.
Immediately, his scalp became numb, he lowered his head with a guilty conscience and his hands trembled, and he began to calculate the accounts in front of him tremblingly.
The official office was still telling Duan Tongzhi that he was leaving, and the next second the official office received an anonymous reporting letter.
The content is logically and logically organized, and the evidence is conclusive. It is clear that Duan Honglin, a fellow official in the government office, was reported.
When the letter came to Pei Xingyuan, he already had an inference in his mind when he looked at the beautiful handwriting on it.
"Find someone to copy this complaint. You don't need to imitate the font, just copy the content. Paste it at the door of the government office, and then pass it on to the relevant government personnel. Follow this format."
Pei Xingyuan looked at the letter in his hand with a smile, and his eyes turned cold for a moment, "When I came to Jingzhou City, there was such an embezzlement of money, and Duan Tongzhi was detained and put in prison, and I personally tortured him."
Dali Temple was famous for its iron-blooded tactics in the capital, and he was also the most proud protégé of Dali Temple Minister. His methods, even those who heard about his torture methods, would have goosebumps all over his body.
The officials in the government office who used to chat in the wine bureau looked at each other and sighed in their hearts that this was probably the end of their lives.
A large number of officers and soldiers from the government office gathered around the Duan Mansion. At the door of the house across the street from the Duan Mansion, a woman wearing a white gauze bamboo hat stood with a swaying and graceful figure, looking ahead at the extremely busy gate of the Duan Mansion.
With someone from Dali Temple speaking, how dare these officers and soldiers move quickly? It only takes the blink of an eye.
Through the white gauze, Mi Xiayao saw Duan Honglin walking out in a state of embarrassment after being detained.
Following closely behind her was Mrs. Duan, who had been pampered in recent years. She looked like a crazy woman who had chased her several times, with her loud and powerful voice.
She didn't even need to step forward deliberately to hear the old woman crying: "My poor son! There is a sick confinement child in the house, and the eldest daughter-in-law is still missing. There is such a daughter-in-law on the stall.
What’s the use, son!!!”
Yes, Mi Xiayao left this morning with the last dowry of the Duan family. At the same time, she threw Lin Miao, who had been hiding the abortion pill for two days, at the door of Mrs. Duan.
She went straight to the government office, handed over the letter of resignation, and without hesitation handed over the anonymous report letter.
Duan Tongzhi heard a wave of mourning at the door.
Having seen enough farce, Mi Xiayao turned around and opened the door and walked into the courtyard.
In the huge courtyard, dowries of all sizes were temporarily moved out and packed in red paint boxes. The courtyard was bright red and looked very festive.
After Song Qiao took stock of the last dowry, she walked over with the ledger in her arms, frowned and said distressedly: "The Duan family didn't know what kind of gluttonous beast they were in these years. They swallowed nearly thousands of taels of silver. This is enough for one person."
We have been eating fish and duck meat for ten years!"
Mi Xiayao had been prepared for such an amount for a long time.
"Fortunately, the girl stopped her losses in time, but why do I have to ask them to get back the money that went out?" Song Qiao heard the voice of Mrs. Duan on the opposite street crying and howling that her life was not easy.
"How can I just go through all the suffering at once, bear it after resisting, and give him this kind of experience? I won't do that."
Mi Xiayao took off her bamboo hat, "I want him to see the hope of life for one moment, and then watch me crush his hope for the next. That is revenge."
"Light these carefully, and they will be sent to Mi's house in the capital with the escort in a while, so as to solve the urgent needs of the family in advance."
Song Qiao nodded obediently in response, turned around and continued busy.
When the sound of the butcher's knife outside suddenly stopped, Mi Xiayao couldn't hear enough for a moment.
And the next second, someone knocked on the side door rhythmically three times outside.
The sudden sound caused Song Qiao, who was taking stock of the dowry in the courtyard, to stop.
The master and servant quickly looked at each other. Song Qiao neatly pulled the white cloth in the corner to cover the red box, while Mi Xiayao put on her bamboo hat again and opened the side door.
As a result, when the door opened, a pair of hands suddenly blocked the crack of the door!
Her breath froze, and she subconsciously tried to block the door. The person outside immediately said, "I know who you are, and you are the only one who can save this child."
child?
Mi Xiayao frowned, and through the opened crack in the door, she saw the woman holding a swaddled baby in her arms.
When she was wondering where the child came from, she gave him an opportunity and immediately got into the courtyard.
The widow saw clearly the large piece of white cloth in the courtyard, and at first glance she thought it was something unlucky, and her long brows furrowed fiercely.
"A few months ago, I had a good night with him, but I knew that my identity was not in the spotlight. This child was born inferior. I originally wanted to raise him alone and leave Jingzhou City..."
The widow had beautiful features, and although her hair was wrapped in a gray cloth, her simple dress could not conceal her unique nobility.
Mi Xiayao frowned when she heard these nonsense words, and her mind couldn't help but think of the evil boy in her previous life. She instinctively wanted to drive away this widow who came to the door for no reason.
"Good madam, I just see that Duan Tongzhi is in jail and you are now divorced from him. You are the only one who is most suitable to raise this child!" The widow sincerely pushed the swaddled baby into her arms.
The woman's hands were surprisingly strong. When she staggered, there was a book bound with gold cloth above the baby's body.
"This book contains rare formulas in the world. Madam took these formulas with her when she went to a foreign country, and she will soon be able to make a fortune from them! Madam, I am pleading with you as a peasant woman. This child, I, a widow, had a child out of thin air. My
How are we going to live our lives——!”
Mi Xiayao was keenly aware that the logic of the widow's words was definitely not what a rural widow should have, and the baby was wrapped in swaddling clothes and touched with bare hands, and the quality of the cloth was not something that an ordinary person could afford.
"You are the biological mother of this child. You are lucky to have given birth to him. Isn't it life to raise him? In that case, why did you have to keep this child in the first place!" Mi Xiayao raised her eyebrows and scolded the widow who was about to sell herself to misery.