After rebirth, she turned around and married the emperor's uncle and tore the scumbag apart

Coming out from the inner room, Su Lingyue, wearing colorful clothes and colorful butterflies, had moved the steamed herbs to the hall.

Doctor Lu made pills with them, and Xiao Yu drank tea beside them.

Because of the sudden joy and the fact that he didn't have a nap at noon, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep in the rocking chair in the room.

Su Lingyue thought that he didn't sleep well because he was dreaming, so she covered him with a fox fur cloak and continued to make pills.

In the palace, the emperor looked at the evidence presented by the three courts, and the gloom on his face that had lasted for many days finally dissipated.

"The three of you have done a great job. In just two months, you have found all the witnesses and evidence."

Dali Temple Minister Duan Xu, Ministry of Justice Minister Zhang Zhong and Supervisory Office Censor Meng Jue bowed together and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty. This is what we should do."

Duan Xu concealed the sources of some witnesses and evidence in the memorial. Zhang Zhong knew the inside story and did not say much. Meng Jue was the last to participate in the review because he had checked during the interrogation and there was no problem with the witnesses and evidence, so he did not investigate in detail.

The emperor then issued an imperial decree to release Jiang Fu and reinstate him to his original post, and also awarded him two hundred-year-old ginsengs and two deer as a consolation.

When Jiang Fu came out, Liu Fang came with a team of imperial guards and the imperial edict, and the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple came with a group of people, as well as a prison cart and shackles, to Wang Qing's mansion.

In the hall, Wang Qing, Dian, Wang Yirong and the maids and servants were kneeling on the ground.

"By the providence of Heaven, the Emperor proclaims that the case of the Minister of Revenue Jiang Fu's corruption has now been investigated and it has been found that he was framed. The Vice Minister of Revenue Wang Qing is a serious suspect, and now the three courts are specially ordered to interrogate him. All members of the Wang family are confined to the palace and are not allowed to go out without the Emperor's order. Anyone who violates the order will be killed without mercy."

As soon as the imperial edict came out, the timid maid started crying. Wang Yirong bowed her head to the ground. In the darkness where no one could see, a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Mother, just wait and see, none of those who owe you can escape.

"Why are you crying? The master and I are still alive." Dian shouted loudly, and everyone fell silent. No one made a sound.

Wang Qing's face was pale, with dark circles under his eyes. Although he looked calm, his stiff body betrayed him.

Liu Fang looked at Wang Qing who was kneeling upright, and said in a deep voice: "Sir Wang, we are colleagues, please go in!" His men did not take action.

But Li Huaizhi is different.

On the way of transporting witnesses back to Beijing, he encountered many assassination attempts. If it weren't for that team of mysterious people, he would have died long ago.

Therefore, he did not have a good face towards Wang Qing. He did not deliberately give instructions to his subordinates, so the jailers under him would naturally not be polite.

Wang Qing stood up, and Li Huaizhi waved his hand without any expression. The jailer behind him put shackles and handcuffs on Wang Qing on the spot.

On the way out of the house, the jailer dragged and pulled Wang Qing so hard that he almost fell down several times.

He almost tripped again when leaving the house. After he stood firm, he was filled with anger.

Li Huaizhi is a third-rank official like him. Moreover, he will stay in the Dali Temple under the jurisdiction of Li Huaizhi for some time in the future, so he would not want to offend him.

He just stared at Li Huaizhi's men and said, "Before I am convicted, I am still an official appointed by the court. How can I know whether the future will be a blessing or a disaster? How dare you humiliate me like this?"

Among these jailers, many had followed Li Huaizhi to Jiangnan before, and they all knew what had happened in between. Several of their brothers had died along the way, so of course they had to vent their anger.

The sturdy middle-aged captain of the prison guards sneered, "No one can predict what will happen in the future, but Lord Wang, now that you are a prisoner in the Dali Temple, you should put away your condescending attitude."

The three words "Mr. Wang" were spoken with great emphasis, and the irony was obvious.

It would be a lie to say that Li Huaizhi had no resentment towards Wang Qing, so when his men humiliated Wang Qing, he had no intention of stopping them.

Wang Qing deeply understood what "It is easy to hide from the King of Hell, but difficult to deal with the little devils" means.

Before he was released from prison, he had to make a living under these people, so he had to keep his mouth shut.

When he gets out in the future, he will not let any of these people go.

It was evening and there were many people watching the fun. When they saw Wang Qing coming out in shackles and shackles, they began to talk and point fingers.

Wang Qing had no choice but to lower his head to avoid those people's gazes.

The captain of the prison guards deliberately went against him and pulled him by the collar, forcing him to raise his head, walk out of the mansion and get on the prison van.

For some reason, his affairs were spread in advance.

On the way to the Dali Temple, rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves were thrown at his body and face. The rotten eggs exploded and his whole body was covered with rotten egg liquid.

"You bastard official, you embezzled tax money from the disaster area, you deserve to be arrested."

"The lives of the people are also lives. I will smash you to death for the people of Jiangnan!"

"You bastard, beat him to death!"

……

The jailers and imperial guards were guarding on both sides. Liu Fang and Li Huaizhi were riding on their horses, watching the crowd vigilantly.

As long as no one was assassinated, they had no intention of stopping the people from throwing anything.

Although Wang Qing was prepared, he did not expect such humiliation.

Death was so close to him.

He finally felt scared, his whole body was shaking, and he didn't dare to open his eyes.

It seemed that as long as he couldn't see it, it wouldn't be too embarrassing.

*

One family is sad, the other is happy.

After a period of recuperation, Jiang Fu's poison has been completely cured under Ling Ling's care. Apart from being a little thinner, he is not in any other pain.

At the gate of the Jiang family's mansion, the entire family, including maids and servants, were there to welcome Jiang Fu back home.

The carriage stopped, Jiang Siqi helped Jiang Fu get off the carriage, and Ling Ling jumped off right after him.

"master!"

Mrs. Jiang threw herself into Jiang Fu's arms with tears in her eyes.

Jiang Fu's body stiffened, "Madam, I'm fine, we are an old couple, and there are so many people here!"

Madam Jiang rubbed her tears on Jiang Fu's chest and cried, "It's great that you're back safely! It's great!"

Jiang Fu looked at her helplessly, smiled and patted his back, coaxing: "How can I bear to leave you and the children!"

Jiang Siyuan put his arm around Wang's shoulders, and they looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. They then looked at their father and mother who had returned safely.

Influenced by her mother, Jiang Yan lay on Jiang Fu's other shoulder, tears of joy falling down her face.

Jiang Siqi looked at his loving father and mother, standing there with his hands on his hips with a proud look on his face.

He felt that this year was more meaningful than the past nineteen years.

He protected his sister and his father, and he felt that he was a man of integrity.

Ling Ling walked up to him and nudged him with her elbow, "Hey, Jiang Siqi, how are you going to thank me?"

Jiang Siqi bowed to her and said, "Thank you, Miss Ling Ling. I will definitely do what I promised you before to help you find someone. In addition, I also promise you one more thing. As long as I, Jiang Siqi, can do it, I have done my best."

Ling Ling's deer-like eyes rolled around, and a cunning look flashed across them. "But you said that I haven't made up my mind yet. Once I have made up my mind, you are not allowed to regret it."

Jiang Siqi raised his head and said, "Of course, a man's word is his bond."

The maid in the house dipped cypress leaves in water and swept them all over Jiang Fu's body. Jiang Fu then stepped over the brazier and returned home surrounded by his family.