Jiang Shiyue swallowed, looked at Mrs. Jiang, who had a lot of power, and then at her second sister, who had become more and more difficult to deal with recently, and first said, "I, I don't remember."

"Why don't you remember what just happened?" Jiang Shiying looked at her with a cold look in her eyes.

Jiang Shiyue seemed unable to bear it and almost fell down from the chair. Then, she looked at Jiang Shiying and muttered: "Second sister, it's not good to wrong your aunt like this."

As soon as these words came out, it was concluded that Jiang Shiying's words just now were all lies.

Jiang Shiying smiled instead of getting angry, and said something that no one could understand: "Third sister, I gave you a chance."

Then, without waiting for Jiang Shiyue's reaction, she said to Zhao Mingyu who was still kneeling in front of Mrs. Qingyang Hou: "Mr. Zhao, you said that this hairpin is evidence, but it does not prove that he is. Otherwise, I just pointed at the hairpin on a female family member. Jewelry, just say that the jewelry is a token of love between her and a certain man, wouldn’t it be confusing?”

There was some truth to this, and the hearts of everyone present were faintly tilted towards her side.

Zhao Mingyu's voice seemed to be in great pain, and he spoke intermittently: "That hairpin is hollow, and inside it is a love poem I wrote to my cousin Ah Ying. My name is also engraved on the hairpin."

"Ah Ying, since you don't admit what happened to Brother He Yu, then take out the hairpin and let everyone see clearly, so that you can be innocent," Mrs. Jiang said.

It seems that every sentence is for her good, but every sentence pushes her into the abyss.

"What my aunt said is true. Just look at the hairpin and everyone will know whether what I said is true or false." Zhao Mingyu looked very confident.

"Oh?" Jiang Shiying said reluctantly: "You said you wanted to see my hairpin, so I want to show it to you? Why?"

The more she disagrees, the more others think she is guilty.

That's what Yuan Tingyu thought, so she said directly: "If you don't have an affair with him? Why don't you dare to let people see your hairpin?"

"Then what if after you read the hairpin, there is no so-called love letter in the hairpin, and there are no random names engraved on it?" Jiang Shiying asked.

"That just proves your innocence." Yuan Tingyu replied.

"If I am innocent, then Mr. Zhao has slandered me." Jiang Shiying looked at Marquis Enqing, who frowned and remained silent: "Marquis Enqing, may I ask what crime you should be punished for slandering the county owner of the imperial court?"

Marquis Enqing took a deep look at her and said: "If you slander the county lord of the imperial court, you will be punished by a hundred people, your career will be revoked, and you will never be hired again."

Jiang Shiying asked again: "If the crime is proved to be true, can you ask Enqinghou to send someone to escort the prisoner to the Yamen of Gyeonggi Province?"

Marquis Enqing nodded in agreement: "Of course you can."

Jiang Shiying said to Zhao Mingyu: "Did you hear that? If you admit now that you are talking nonsense while drunk, it will still be too late. Otherwise, if there is no so-called evidence in the hairpin, it will be too late to regret it. By then, wait There are a hundred big boards for you."

Zhao Mingyu was a little hesitant. He was a little worried. Although they were well prepared, if something went wrong, he would be in trouble.

Mrs. Jiang on the side said: "Ah Ying, even if you don't want to admit it, there is no need to threaten Brother Yu like this."

While talking, Mrs. Jiang was still winking at Zhao Mingyu.

Zhao Mingyu thought to himself, my aunt clearly told me that she had arranged everything. The way Jiang Shiying looks now, she must be just bluffing and trying to deceive me.

So, he insisted: "Sister Ah Ying, my affection for you will not change. I believe that you will feel the same for me."

Jiang Shiying said nothing more to him, took off the hairpin, walked to the old lady Enqinghou, then handed the hairpin to the old lady Enqinghou, and said: "Old madam, please check this hairpin to prove that this junior clean."

Mrs. Enqinghou took the hairpin, nodded to her and said, "Don't worry, County Lord. If the County Lord is innocent, Enqinghou's Mansion will definitely make the decision for the County Lord."

Mrs. Jiang thought of the care that Enqing Houfu had given to Jiang Shiying these days, and was afraid that the old lady would protect her, so she said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince everyone if I only let the old lady check it out by herself."

Then, she realized that there was something wrong in her words: "What I mean is that although the old lady is highly respected, it is related to Aying's reputation. Naturally, only after everyone confirms it with their own eyes can we better restore her innocence, and also To prevent any unclear words from spreading."

How could Mrs. Enqing Hou not understand what she was thinking, and said directly: "Mrs. Jiang, you don't have to worry about me protecting the county master."

Without waiting for Mrs. Jiang to explain, she said loudly: "Please invite Princess Anning, Mrs. Han of Zhongshu Ling, Mr. Fan, the servant of the sect, and Mr. Chu of Zhongcheng, the censor, to come forward and check with me."

The few people named by Mrs. Enqinghou were all high-status and well-reputed figures.

As they walked forward and backward, the old lady looked at Mrs. Jiang and asked, "Now, Mrs. Jiang may be convinced? Do you have any objections?"

Mrs. Jiang said: "This junior is convinced and has no objections."

The old lady asked Mrs. Qingyanghou and Zhao Mingyu again: "Mrs. Qingyanghou and Mr. Zhao, do you two have any objections?"

"No objection."

The old lady asked the rest of the people present: "Is there anyone else here who has any objections? Please raise it now. Don't wait for the results to come out later and there are other opinions."

After everyone else present expressed that they had no objections, the old lady and several others carefully inspected the hairpin.

After about a minute of touching a cup of tea, Mrs. Enqing Hou stood up and said: "We have carefully checked it. This hairpin is indeed hollow."

As she said that, she looked at Zhao Mingyu: "But there's nothing inside."

"Maybe sister Aying put the letter away." Zhao Mingyu responded quickly.

The old lady continued: "The hairpin is indeed engraved with words. However, it is not someone's name, but the eighth year of Yongxing."

Yongxing is the current era name, and the eighth year of Yongxing is this year. These four words can only indicate that this hairpin was made this year.

"No, it's impossible." Zhao Mingyu refused to believe it. He rushed forward, grabbed the hairpin from the old lady's hand, and murmured: "My name is clearly engraved here."

Then, he looked at the words on the hairpin in disbelief: "Why, how did it become the eighth year of Yongxing?"

Since Jiang Shiying had seen Mrs. Jiang's conspiracy early on, she would naturally not fall into their trap. She had burned the love letter from Lao Shizi long ago, and the words on the hairpin had been polished and new ones carved on it.

She looked at Enqing Hou: "Please also ask the Marquis to escort this thief who slandered me to the Gyeonggi Yamen."

After hearing her words, Zhao Mingyu thought of the hundred big boards and hurriedly rushed to her, but he was kicked away by her before he could get close.

When Yuan Tingyu saw this scene, he subconsciously wanted to hide behind the crowd. She had indeed heard that Jiang Shiying had been practicing martial arts since she was a child, and was able to save His Highness Prince Jing because of it. But she didn't take it to heart, thinking that Jiang Shiying only knew some three-legged cat kung fu. That doesn't seem to be the case now.

If this kick hits her, she is just a weak woman, and she might be kicked to the point of vomiting blood. Thinking like this, she took two steps back, regretting her quick words.

However, no one noticed her at all now. Everyone's eyes were on Jiang Shiying and Zhao Mingyu.

Zhao Mingyu was kicked out and fell to the ground. He did not dare to approach Jiang Shiying again. Seeing that Marquis Enqing had signaled the guards to come and get him, he shouted: "I was wrong. I just drank too much and went crazy. No." Deliberately slandering the county owner."

These words could not stop the guards at all.

Zhao Mingyu stepped back and shouted: "Mother, help me, aunt, I always obey your words, please help me. Father, father, don't let them take me to the Gyeonggi Yamen. I don't want to be beaten a hundred times." .”

Mrs. Jiang tried to clarify the relationship there: "What nonsense is Brother Yu talking about? Why do you listen to me? What does this have to do with me?"

This statement was really unconvincing, and the looks in other people's eyes clearly reflected this.

Of course Mrs. Qingyanghou could not watch her son being taken away, but how could she, a pampered lady, stop the strong and healthy guards of Enqinghou Mansion.

Qingyang Hou also came to the flower viewing banquet today. He had been silently watching the development of the matter before, but now he could no longer remain silent.

He walked up to Enqinghou and said: "Enqinghou, the dog is young and immature. Can you please let him go for my sake?"

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