I've been reborn, who still wants to be a cowardly little white flower?

The Supreme Court had been idle for some time, and An Chen was indeed feeling a little bored, so he immediately took his men and headed straight out of the city.

The small village was surrounded by people from the Supreme Court. The village chief knelt in front of An Chen, trembling. Judging from the frequency of his shaking, he was not far from Parkinson's disease.

After listening to the village chief's account of what had happened over the past six months, the two girls rushed to An Chen and kowtowed to him regardless of any obstruction.

There were also neighbors of the family who was beaten to death last month, a middle-aged aunt and an honest-looking uncle, who walked out of the crowd supporting each other.

"Sir, they beat the third son to death last month and took away his daughter. The third son had a miserable life. His parents died early, and he was able to marry a wife with the help of the whole village.

The woman had two miscarriages in three years, and finally died due to complications during childbirth of this girl.

He raised the child alone and treated the girl like the apple of his eye.

That girl also grew up eating food from hundreds of families in the village. She was sensible and filial. Such a good child, only thirteen years old, saw her father being beaten to death with her own eyes, and now no one knows whether he is dead or alive.

Please, sir, save us."

The villagers all knelt down, kowtowed and shouted, "Save us!"

An Chen was known as the cold-faced king of hell in the Supreme Court, a ruthless and impartial man, and his eyes were slightly red.

A dozen people were left behind to protect the village. The village chief and the villagers who had just spoken out to testify were asked to put their fingerprints on their testimonies and get on the carriage to be accommodated by the Supreme Court later.

Jiang Yuan also kept Changying just in case.

Changying had already established a very close friendship with the little girl who had just brought her water, and she readily agreed. The little girl hugged Changying's thighs and looked at her happily, laughing non-stop.

The Supreme Court is investigating the case with great vigour. Regardless of whether Minister Jiang is involved or not, Jiang Hao is bound to not get away.

"You guys take these two thugs back to the Tingwei jail, wake them up, and interrogate them thoroughly.

You guys, set off now and follow the clues given by the villagers to investigate Mr. Zhao's family, to find out why they left and how these lands fell into Jiang Hao's hands.

You guys, investigate all the villages within a ten-kilometer radius to see if the same thing has happened. If so, leave a testimony and bring the witnesses back to the Supreme Court.

The rest, follow me to Jiang Mansion to arrest people."

Jiang Yuan and Xie Yunxiao followed behind and arrived at Jiang Mansion together. An Chen ignored them and told them to follow if they wanted to.

As soon as the door of Jiang Mansion was knocked, the servant opened the door in panic. Seeing the crowd of officials standing outside, he became even more panicked. He didn't know whether he should kneel down or speak.

An Chen ignored the servant, pushed open the door, and rushed in with his men.

As soon as he entered the Jiang Mansion, An Chen realized something was wrong. Everyone in the Jiang Mansion was in a panic, and it was obvious that something big had happened.

The housekeeper came forward and bowed to An Chen, "Sir, there is something going on in the mansion today, and my master is not convenient to meet with guests. Please go back first."

An Chen ignored the housekeeper and instead squinted at Jiang Yuan and asked, "Hey, are all the people in your family so bad at reading people's expressions?"

The housekeeper only then saw Jiang Yuan in the crowd. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped forward and saluted, "Second Miss."

Jiang Yuan ignored the housekeeper, sighed, and rolled his eyes, "There's nothing I can do, they're all idiots."

The housekeeper's face darkened. Jiang Yuan looked at him with a frown, "I say, you are so old, so ignorant, and you don't understand anything. How did you become a housekeeper?

Oh, yes, yes, yes, you old Sun family's eyesight is not very good, your little grandson, the one who had an affair in the garden with Wang Po, who is older than his mother, how is he?"

The butler's face turned even darker.

Everyone around him, including the people from the Ministry of Justice, were all shocked and stunned! Such a shocking piece of news.

"Where's Jiang Hao? Lead the way." Jiang Yuan was too lazy to talk nonsense and shouted to Butler Sun.

Butler Sun was frightened and trembled, then he realized that they were not here to visit, but to arrest someone.

Looking at Butler Sun's constantly changing expression and his rapidly moving eyes, Jiang Yuan became more certain that Jiang Zhou was most likely aware of what that idiot Jiang Hao had done.

Seeing that the butler did not move, the Tingwei Si, who was alone, drew out his sword and put it on the butler's shoulder, "Lead the way."

Butler Sun was scared. This was a sword against his neck. He turned around trembling and led the way.

In fact, Jiang Yuan also recognized him, but he was afraid that if he let Butler Sun go, he would destroy some evidence. This person must be brought along because he was obviously an insider.

All the way to Jiang Hao's yard, maids and servants were coming in and out, and the sound of Jiang Hao's howling mixed with Aunt Qiu's crying came from the house.

An Chen grabbed a maid at random, "What's going on?"

The maid saw An Chen in his official uniform and the huge number of sword-carrying guards behind him. She fell to her knees and dropped the basin in her hand to the ground. "My Lord, the young master was beaten and it's very serious. The doctor is treating him."

An Chen frowned slightly, "Was he injured?"

As he said this, he turned and looked at Jiang Yuan.

At this time, Jiang Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, shaking his feet, facing left, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and whistling.

Well, no need to ask who wrote this.

An Chen glared at Jiang Yuan, waved his hand, and the maid got up and ran away.

At this time, Jiang Zhou in the room also knew about it. He came out of the room and saw the mighty Tingweisi. He looked very unhappy and scolded, "Sir An, what do you want to do by bringing so many people into the mansion?"

An Chen had a cold face and casually bowed to Jiang Zhou, "Master Jiang, I received a report that Master Jiang Hao had committed robbery and murder, so I'm here to ask him to go to the Ministry of Justice."

"Nonsense, this is a frame-up, a slander. You want to take my son away, how dare you!" Jiang Zhou glared, his eyeballs almost popping out, and the veins on his neck and temples were tense because of anger.

After saying that, he saw Jiang Yuan standing beside him, pointed at Jiang Yuan, and walked towards Jiang Yuan angrily. When he was about to get close, Xie Yunxiao took a step and stood in front of Jiang Yuan.

"Master Jiang, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Zhou was half a head shorter than Xie Yunxiao. Compared with the generals, he was simply a weakling. He could only be furious and said, "Jiang Yuan, it's you again. You are the Rakshasa from hell who came to collect debts.

Do you have to let the whole family be destroyed by you? How can you be so vicious? You are such an unfilial daughter. May you be struck by lightning."

Jiang Yuan crossed his arms, walked to the side of Xie Yunxiao, and looked at Jiang Zhou with an extremely disgusted look, "Hey, why are you acting like a street shrew? Did you really go to the vegetable market to observe and learn?

You haven't learned much. You keep repeating the same few sentences over and over again. You said it was the same when I came back last time. How come when you get anxious and angry, you can't speak at all? You can't even curse. Just tell me how useless you are.

That's it. You can't even control your tongue. How can you be a civil servant? Shouldn't the basic skill of a civil servant be the ability to debate with many people?

Have you heard of Zhuge Liang? Zhuge Liang debated with many people and cursed Wang Lang to death. Language is a weapon, and it is the weapon of you civil servants.

You can't even do this, so you'd better resign and go home to farm.

May I be struck by lightning? If I were struck by lightning, your whole family would have been smashed into pieces long ago.

Your son is incompetent at everything, never satisfied with what he eats, full of bad ideas and shit in his head, yet you still protect him? Don't you know who is going to destroy this family?

It's only been a few days since you got into trouble, and you've forgotten everything? You really are a person who only cares about food and not about punishment.

Okay, quickly carry out your son with his brain and cerebellum growing out of his butt. It doesn’t matter if he gets injured a little. Once his head falls off, he won’t be of any use anywhere else anyway.

Don't treat it anymore, it's a waste of money. I'm waiting for all of you to die so that I can inherit that little bit of money.

If that bastard spends a penny more, that's all the money I'm going to inherit in the future. I'm stingy and I can't bear to spend it on him."