Mr. Fu Yin neither wanted to offend the Jin Palace nor the Yu Palace, so he asked the two of them to sit aside and listen to the trial.

He felt that he was impartial, but in fact he was biased towards Prince Yu's palace. Although Mu Changshi was the chief historian of the palace, he was also an official of the imperial court.

But his status is much higher than that of the manager.

According to the procedure, the Lord asked the plaintiff and the defendant, and then announced the witnesses.

After the trial of the case, Mrs. Wendebo refused to admit that she was the one who ordered the drug to kill the child, and the woman who was caught by Tan Yijie who administered the drug also did not admit that Mrs. Wendebo ordered her to do so.

The mother-in-law who administered the drug said that it was because Tan Yijie had killed her only son and she hated Tan Yijie that she wanted to kill Tan Yijie's heir.

"A rare medicine like the Absolute Succession Medicine cannot be obtained by a lowly woman like you." Mr. Fu Yin pointed out the key point.

The mother-in-law was stunned for a moment and said, "My man gave it to me."

Her man is dead, and there is no proof of his death.

Mrs. Wen Debo raised the corners of her lips, and Mu Changshi gave Fu Yin advice: "People who don't tell the truth can be severely punished."

The steward of Prince Yu's Mansion immediately said: "It's not enough to beat someone into submission."

"These are some deterrent measures used in the trial to prevent people from talking nonsense and ignoring the facts," Mu Changshi said.

"I'm just afraid that what people say is the truth, not the facts that some people want." The steward of Prince Yu's Mansion said not to be outdone.

"Are you questioning Lord Fu Yin's fairness and strictness?" Mu Changshi asked with a sneer.

The steward of Prince Yu's Mansion glanced at Lord Fu Yin, who had a gloomy face, and said, "I'm not questioning you, but I'm worried that someone will take advantage of your power to bully you."

Mu Changshi chuckled and said, "I think someone is pretending to be powerful."

"In court, please don't say too much," the master said with a smile.

Mu Changshi and the steward didn't talk anymore. Lord Fu Yin took the token and said, "Hit this man with twenty sticks."

"Sir, have mercy on me. What I said is true, old slave."

The mother-in-law was dragged to hit the board, and only after being beaten ten times with the cane, she was bloody and bloody and said: "I did it, I did it, yes."

"Give way, give way quickly." The people watching became commotion.

Master Fu Yin asked displeasedly: "What's going on?"

The man squeezed in. Tan Yijie and Mrs. Wen Debo, stepmother and son, rarely said in unison: "Tan Ping, why are you here? What's wrong with uncle?"

"Madam, your son, uncle, uncle is gone." Tan Ping cried.

The governor said in a humane manner: "The case has been postponed. You two will go back to the government to handle Uncle Tan's funeral affairs."

Although Tan Yijie wanted to imprison his stepmother very much, he could only hand it over and say, "Thank you, sir."

Mrs. Wendebo looked solemn, why did the old man die at this time?

Once Uncle Tan dies, Tan Yijie, the eldest son, will successfully inherit the title.

But then I thought about it, Uncle Tan was dead, and during the funeral, she could do many things, such as killing the witnesses so that the case would never go to trial again.

"Quit the court." The governor slapped Xing Mu, and left the court with the master, Mu Changshi and the stewards of Prince Yu's palace.

Mu Changshi and the stewards of Prince Yu's Mansion did not stay long and went back to report the matter to their mistress.

Zhao Xifang went to the Song Mansion with Prince Yu as a guest. Jiang Changning was at home. When he heard that Uncle Tan passed away, he frowned and said, "It's really been a series of twists and turns."

The direction of this case may become unclear.

At the same time, the King of Ningxia came to the Song Mansion with a beautiful young woman.

Going to my first wife's house to attend my first wife's grandmother's birthday and bringing my concubine with me, is this a provocation or a provocation?

General Song's face turned dark visibly, "Your Majesty, what does this mean?"

If you don't want to come, you don't have to come, just like the Jin Palace.

"General, don't you welcome me?" the King of Ningxia asked with a smile.

The Song family is allowed to trample the Ningxia Prince's face on the ground, but they are not allowed to repay him?

General Song gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, please come in."

No matter how powerful he is, he cannot arrogantly shut out a prince.

Men and women were kept separate. The King of Ningxia specifically told the woman: "Ying'er, while I am here, don't let others bully you."

The beautiful young woman Yinger arched her eyebrows and smiled, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will never embarrass Your Majesty."

When she learned that the King of Ningxia had brought a concubine, Song Yirou was so angry that she said, "Go and drive that bitch out!"

"I don't dare." The maid shrank aside and said.

"You loser!" Song Yirou scolded, her leg was injured, otherwise she would have rushed there herself.

The maid said nothing and said nothing, and Song Yirou couldn't get out. She grabbed the things at hand, roared and hit people.

The smashing made the maid keep dodging. It wasn't until Song Yirou smashed all the things at hand and the room was a mess that she dared to say: "Slave, please go and invite the second wife."

Mrs. Song Er didn't need her to invite her, she was already here.

"Who is Helian Yuanzai bringing? Is it the little bitch named Zhuang?" Song Yirou asked sharply.

"It's not Mr. Zhuang, but a very charming woman named Ying'er, who smells like a prostitute." Mrs. Song's expression was equally ugly.

"Whoever she is, drive her out, drive her out." Song Yirou screamed.

Mrs. Song's second wife's face became even more ugly, "If you drive her away, she won't leave. She even says that she was brought by the prince. To drive her away is to drive away the prince."

"Why don't we just force her out?" Song Yirou came up with an idea.

"With so many people here, how can we force her out?" Mrs. Song Er sighed.

"What's wrong? She's just a bitch." Song Yirou said and moved to the bed, "I'll go, I'll drive her away."

"Don't move around, you're still injured." Mrs. Song Er held her down, "Don't worry about this, your aunt will find a way to get her away."

"Okay." Although Song Yirou was unwilling to give up, she also knew that she couldn't go out now and argue with that bitch. Her legs were in severe pain after just a little movement.

That Ying'er is also a very thick-skinned person. Even if no one pays attention to her, she can still sit aside, eat melon seeds, watch a show, and enjoy herself.

The newcomer didn't know her identity yet, so when he saw her, he started talking to her, "Which mansion are you from?"

"I am from the Prince's Palace of Ningxia." Ying'er didn't need anyone else to tell her identity, she just said it herself, "I am the Prince's concubine."

The face of the wife who spoke changed slightly. Now can the concubine go out to the banquet with the master? And she has to come from the natal family of the legitimate wife!

"A concubine has the nerve to sit here with no rules and regulations." A lady said displeasedly.

"There is nothing I can do. Who asked the prince to pamper me?" Ying'er said proudly.

Even if you want to impeach the king of Ningxia for spoiling his concubine and destroying his wife, you still have to go back and tell your men that these noble ladies really have nothing to do with Ying'er at the moment.

He tried to drive him away but couldn't drive him away. He accused Sang and scolded Sophora japonica as if he didn't understand.

The Song family held this birthday banquet to show off, but now it has become a joke.

There are not many teeth left in my mouth, but I still have toothache. I can only drink some rice soup for three days in a row. My eyes glow green when I look at the meat, but I have no teeth and I can’t bite. I feel so pitiful.

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Chapter completed!