The mistress was reborn and broke off the engagement, the regent cried and begged to marry into the

Wei Cheng went to the bedroom and took a look: "Have you seen the doctor? What did the doctor say?"

"You won't die." The tall man said quickly.

The gentleman glared at the second brother unhappily: "The doctor gave me some medicine, I need to take it every day."

Wei Cheng nodded, took out his purse and gave him one or two taels of silver: "There are so many mouths to feed, everyone should spend sparingly."

The tall man held it in both hands, ready to receive it.

The gentleman opened the second man's hand, took the silver, put it in his purse and tied it up.

"Boss, why doesn't the master you follow give you more rewards? This is not enough." Although the tall man is the second oldest, he is the oldest, already nineteen.

His name is Weng Deqiang. He and Wei Cheng knew each other through fighting and he has since acknowledged Wei Cheng as the boss.

The gentleman is named Zhanxun, eighteen years old.

He sighed and said, "If I had a little more money, I could buy a new bed and quilt."

At night, everyone squeezed into one bed. Those sleeping on the outside were shivering with cold, while those sleeping in the middle felt crowded and stuffy.

Wei Cheng has to work for his master, so he has to have some money on hand.

He was helpless: "I'll think of a way."

Weng Deqiang suggested: "Why don't you take me to see that master? I have some strength and can do the work."

Zhan Xun actually wanted to get to know her, but he didn’t dare to say it out loud.

Wei Cheng thought for a moment and said, "I'll ask the master what he thinks when I have a chance."

"Okay." Weng Deqiang was delighted.

Don't be fooled by his tall and strong appearance, he has a kind heart.

Most of the children in the orphanage were picked up by him, some were abandoned, and some were orphans.

They lived in this ownerless yard, and at best they would not starve to death. If they wanted to live a good life, they had to make a lot of money.

Weng Deqiang usually does some moving around and earns a little money.

Zhan Xun is in charge of the food and drink for the whole family and is busy all day long.

Wei Cheng has a sickly sister. Everyone is in trouble, so when they get together, they feel especially sympathetic towards each other.

Shangguanfu.

Three yamen runners knocked on the door.

The doorman opened the door and asked, "Sirs, what can I do for you?"

The leading yamen runner was very polite: "I have something to ask Miss Shangguan, please help me to inform her."

"Wait a moment." The doorman closed the door and immediately ran to Luo Wanyuan to report.

Shangguan Haitong curled his lips and said, "Please invite them in to talk. Huanshuang, serve the tea."

"Yes." Huanshuang led Wei Lingbo downstairs to make tea.

The doorman quickly went to invite the officials in.

When they entered the room, Shangguan Haitong personally greeted them: "Please take a seat. What can I do for you?"

The three bailiffs took their seats.

Huanshuang and others served tea and then waited on the side.

The leading yamen runner bowed and said, "The mansion is in mourning, and we shouldn't have come to disturb them. We really had no choice. Miss, do you know that this morning a maid in the Yong'an Marquis's mansion died of a serious shoulder injury. The mansion's servant pointed out that it was you who did it yesterday. May I ask if this is true?"

Shangguan Haitong calmly took a sip of tea and said, "It is true. Yesterday in Taoyuan, I taught a lesson to a maid in the Marquis's mansion who did not know how to behave. Your Excellency, please see how much strength I have. It is only a minor skin injury. The Marquis's mansion will invite a doctor and she will be healed in a few days."

The three yamen runners looked at each other.

What happened yesterday was no secret, and everyone knew the purpose of the incident at Yong'an Marquis' Mansion.

They had to come here because of their duty.

The leading yamen runner said gently, "The servant of the Marquis' Mansion has reported this matter to the Jingzhao Yin Yamen. Please go there, young lady."

"It's just business as usual. I understand. Huanshuang." Shangguan Haitong stood up.

Huanshuang immediately took out the veil and put it on her master.

After packing everything up, Shangguan Haitong smiled gently: "Please."

"Please." The three bailiffs stood up.

Shangguan Haitong nodded and walked first, followed by the yamen runners. The carriage was ready in front of the gate.

Huanshuang helped her master into the car.

Three yamen runners led the way and set off for the yamen.

The carriage moved forward slowly.

When passing by the teahouse, Wei Jingyan, who was looking down from the window, said, "Huh? That's the Shangguan family's carriage."

When Xie Qiuguang heard the word Shangguan, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Wei Yuxuan walked to the window and looked in. "A bailiff from Jingzhao Yin's office? What do you want from Miss Shangguan?"

Speaking of this, Wei Jingyan said proudly: "Brother, you are ignorant. Early this morning, a servant from Yong'an Marquis's Mansion went to the government office to file a complaint. He said that Miss Shangguan injured a maid at the flower viewing banquet yesterday and she died last night."

"Is this true?" Wei Yuyou understood the trick after a brief thought, "What a vicious Yong'an Marquis Mansion!

Xie Qiuguang frowned and stood up: "Let's go and take a look. Don't let the government office wrongly accuse anyone."

The two brothers of the Wei family nodded. The three of them left the teahouse together and rushed to the Jingzhao Yin Yamen.

yamen.

The carriage stopped at the door and Huanshuang helped her master get out.

There were some people watching near the notice board, and they all looked over when they saw this.

Shangguan Haitong lifted her skirt and walked into the government office, and saluted to the Jingzhao Yin who was sitting high in the court: "Haitong greets you, sir."

Huanshuang stayed outside and couldn't go in.

Xie Qiuguang and the other two arrived to see how things were developing.

When Huan Shuang saw them, she bowed and saluted: "Master Wei, Your Majesty."

Wei Yuyou asked, "What happened at the flower viewing banquet yesterday? Please tell me in detail."

"Yes." Huan Shuang briefly explained what happened yesterday. Anyway, it was not the girl's fault, it was all the fault of Yong'an Marquis Mansion.

Xie Qiuguang and the other two were shocked after hearing this. They didn't expect that a girl who looked so weak could be so cruel.

"Bang!" The sound of the gavel attracted everyone's attention. In the court, the Jingzhao Yin began to interrogate.

The maid's body was placed on a stretcher, covered with a white cloth, leaving only her pale face exposed.

The Jingzhao Yin's surname was Wan. He asked seriously, "Shangguan Haitong, do you know the deceased?"

Shangguan Haitong glanced at him and shook his head: "I don't know him, I've never seen him before."

"You said you didn't know him, but this servant in the marquis's mansion accused you of murder. Did you hurt anyone at the flower-viewing banquet yesterday? Tell the truth and don't hide anything." Lord Wan struck the gavel again with a stern look on his face.

With a smile on his lips, Shangguan Haitong bowed and said, "Sir, please allow me to report this. I did injure someone at the flower viewing banquet yesterday. But the person I injured was not the deceased. The maid I injured was named Huazhi, and she was the personal maid of the seventh lady of the Marquis's Mansion."

Those in the crowd who were inquiring about the case were shocked and immediately went back to report.

Xie Qiuguang's brows relaxed, thinking that the Yong'an Marquisate was about to shoot itself in the foot.

With eyes wide open, Lord Wan struck the gavel again: "Is she telling the truth? Who was the person injured yesterday?"

The boy was so flustered that he couldn't say anything: "I, I, I... I don't..."

"Your Excellency, don't ask him. Let's find a coroner to perform an autopsy." Shangguan Haitong looked down at the servant with cold eyes, "Look at the dagger I used. With my strength, how much damage can I cause? Can I really kill a living person with one blow?"

Lord Wan immediately ordered the yamen runners to call the coroner. After the coroner examined the wound, he found that the deceased had been stabbed from behind.

The force was so great that it killed him in one blow.

The coroner believed that the murderer must be a man who practiced martial arts, otherwise he would not have been able to act so decisively.

Human bones are very hard and the injury is in the shoulder.

No matter how you look at it, the murderer could not be a weak and fragile girl in the boudoir.