Voice of the heart: Those who are eaten by the real daughter are in bad luck

Zhao didn't want to wait even for a single minute. When she thought of Zhao Jingtian and Tao in the Rong'en Marquis's mansion, acting like marquis and mistress relying on Yun's dowry, she felt so angry that she almost wanted to vomit blood.

"Good boy, can I go to Shuntian Prefecture and beat the drum to appeal for justice?"

She looked at the sky outside the window. It was almost the end of the hour of Wei. If it was any later, the government office would be closed.

Lu Xinlan looked at the sky outside the window and hesitated when she heard a familiar voice.

[Does beating the drum to protest grievances have to have a certain time? Don’t you know that the first drum beats hard, the second drum beats weak, and the third drum beats exhaustion? ]

[Besides, when those scumbags killed people, why didn’t they think about whether the other party had family to take care of? ]

[And if an official only thinks about getting to work, then he is no different from a rotten salted fish. ]

Lu Xinlan, Zhao: "..."

Forget it, let’s just be reckless.

It is true that matters like redressing grievances cannot be reconsidered.

Zhao grabbed the lawsuit and rushed out with her skirt lifted up.

Pei waved to the sisters and signaled them to chase after them.

Lu Xinran wanted to say what this had to do with her, but, well, maybe there was still something to be gained.

Never mind, it's worth going and taking a look.

Although she and Zhao did not have much mother-daughter relationship, those in the Zhao family were really not human beings.

The Yun family described in the booklets was too miserable and pitiful. If possible, she wanted to seek justice for her.

She hoped that both Tao and Zhao Jingtian, who murdered her, would receive the punishment they deserved.

When the two of them went out, Zhao's carriage had already headed straight for Shuntian Prefecture.

There was a fire burning in her heart that wanted to destroy the world. She would not let them have an easy life even if she had to die with them.

She urged the coachman to go faster and faster, and as soon as the carriage stopped, she jumped out and rushed to the drum.

Boom, boom, boom~

The Dengwen drum was struck loudly.

Two teams of officers immediately rushed out of the hall. Zhao stood in front of the door holding the lawsuit in both hands, waiting to go to court to file the complaint.

Song Junyan is in Shuntian Prefecture today, a rare occasion, and is currently sorting out the closing documents for some previous cases.

When the drum sounded, a minor official came running in.

"Sir, the wife of the Minister of Justice, Mrs. Zhao, came to beat the drum to report the case, saying that there is a grievance."

Song Junyan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Prepare for the court session."

He had guessed that they would not give up, but he did not expect Zhao to be so hasty.

However, the victim was his own mother, and it would be difficult for ordinary people to endure it, let alone someone as impatient as Zhao.

He instructed his men to prepare for going to court, changed into his official robes, and arranged for someone to deliver the news to the palace. Then he strode into the hall.

"Who are you and what do you want to talk about?"

"Your Excellency, I, Zhao, am suing Lord Rong En Zhao Jingtian and his wife for trying to seize the dowry of his first wife, Yun, and the property of the merchant Yun family. I beg you to investigate this matter."

Standing in the court, she suddenly became clear-headed and spoke in a coherent manner.

She held the lawsuit in both hands and handed it to the officer, then watched the officer hand the lawsuit to Song Junyan.

Song Junyan unfolded the letter and read only a few lines before he immediately realized that the lawsuit must have been written by Lu Xinlan.

Although the contact was not that much, the other party's behavior was almost identical to the words in the lawsuit.

"Zhao, do you have any evidence to sue Rong Enbo?"

Zhao handed over the letter sent by Yun Cheng: "These are the handwritten letters and promises left by old uncle Zhao Huishan when he took Zhao Jingtian to the Yun family forty-two years ago to demand the family property."

Yunhua was able to gain a foothold in the capital city, where many officials and wealthy businessmen gathered, and to build up a family business, so he was naturally thoughtful in his actions.

He had prepared for the worst at the beginning, so under the repeated threats from the Zhao family, he made them sign the evidence that implicitly symbolized their attempt to seize the Yun family's property.

After Yun passed away, when Zhao Huishan forced them to leave Beijing, he verbally admitted that it was the Zhao family that had let down the Yun family and Yun Ting.

There is literal evidence for all of this, and there are eyewitnesses who witnessed it all.

After Zhao handed over the evidence, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"I beg you to seek justice for me, my mother and my grandfather's family. I..."

She gritted her teeth, her chest heaving violently for a moment before she continued in a trembling voice, "I am willing to donate all of my biological mother's dowry, as well as the property that the Yun family has embezzled over the years, to the court for disaster relief.

"I have no other request but to seek justice for my biological mother and my grandfather's family."

The traditional rule is that the woman's dowry is for her own use, and there is no reason for the husband's family to greedily take it.

When a woman dies of old age or illness, her dowry will be inherited by her children.

Yun had no other children, so according to the law, her dowry should be inherited by Zhao.

It was reasonable for her to ask for the dowry and the property that the Yun family had given her over the years.

But her words that she would not take a penny of the property and would donate it all to the court for disaster relief gave this case a different flavor.

Song Junyan looked past Zhao and at the two sisters standing in front of the court door.

The Lu family has produced two extremely capable younger generations.

He could conclude that Zhao's words were also taught to her by Lu Xinlan.

He waved to a policeman and whispered a few words in his ear. The policeman answered yes and hurried out.

At this time, more and more people were gathering outside the court, attracted by the sound of the drum.

Although rumors of what happened in the Duke's Mansion the day before had been leaked, it was only circulated among a small number of people.

The people in the capital knew nothing about this, and when they saw Zhao beating the drum to sue her biological father, they all came up curiously and pointed.

"Is this the eldest daughter of Lord Rong's mansion? How could she come here to sue her own father?"

"Who knows, but didn't you hear her say that she was asking for her mother's dowry? Maybe she's short on money lately."

"Her mother took away half of the Yun family's fortune when she got married. When she got married, she also had a dowry that stretched for ten miles. Her dowry was also one of the best in the capital. How could she be short of money?"

"You are short of money, why would you sue your own father? This is so unfilial and rebellious."

"..."

There was a lot of discussion outside the court.

Lu Xinran listened to the noise around him and secretly pulled Lu Xinlan's arm.

"Can we do this?"

Why does she feel that the evidence is too weak and that Zhao Jingtian, that damn scumbag, might turn the tables?

Lu Xinlan smiled and looked at the officers in the court: "Don't worry, as long as our request is only to ask for grandmother's dowry and the property sent to the Bo's Mansion by the Yun family, we can win the case."

Zhao donated all of this to the court, so it became the emperor's money.

The emperor would definitely not sit idly by when it comes to hundreds of thousands of taels of silver.

There were so many people around that she couldn't explain in detail, and Lu Xinran seemed to understand.

But my sister was so good in the past, if she said she could win, then she could definitely win.

She looked around and when she turned around, she met Song Junyan's gaze. Her heart skipped a beat again.

[This person looks quite normal, why does his gaze seem so... scary?]

[Or is it that he has already embarked on a path of perversion, and neither he nor the people around him have noticed? ]

In the hall, two people, one sitting and one kneeling, were both dazed and speechless.

If she continued to complain casually like this, her raging anger and indignation would be washed away!