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    "Miss, should we take Wisteria Street when we go back?" Chunmei said, and helped Su Mi climb into the carriage.

    "Yeah." Su Mi turned around and looked at the sky. It was already late, and he expected that there would be no traffic.

    After saying that, she lifted the curtain of the carriage and reached in.

    On the way back, Mrs. Yu was hesitant to speak. How could Su Mi not understand what she meant? It would be too far-fetched to ask her to marry just based on this.

    The ice on the ice cup had already melted, and Su Mi suddenly felt a little stuffy in her heart.

    She lifted up the window screen and left a corner, and the wind brought by the carriage rushed in. The street scene passed by, and before she knew it, she had reached the Wisteria Avenue in front of the government office.

    The two rows of government officials at the door have long since disappeared, and the official sedan on the stone floor has also disappeared.  Unexpectedly, she recalled the back and profile she saw when she came up.

    It was strange to say that it was obviously impossible for her to recognize him, but now she felt an inexplicable familiar feeling when she thought about it. Something flashed through her mind, but she still couldn't catch it in the end.

    The carriage stopped at the entrance of a four-entry house in the southeast corner of Jiangling City. Two thick square stone piers were arranged on both sides, which was quite impressive.

    "Madam, you are finally back." The old housekeeper took the incense set from Chunmei's hand with a smile, "I haven't eaten it yet."

    Mrs. Yu said suspiciously, "I told Aunt Zhao that I would come back late today, so they didn't have to wait for me."

    The old housekeeper scratched his head and said, "Younger ones don't know about this."

    The Su family has one wife, two concubines, and two wives.  The younger generation all ate in their own courtyards, and the common room could not serve food, so those waiting for the Yu family in the evening were Su Mingde, the master of the Su family, Aunt Zhao from the second room, and Aunt Lu from the third room.

    The Yu family¡¯s nickname was Qing Niang. Although she was the main wife, she had no children, so she adopted Aunt Zhao¡¯s son as her legitimate son.  A merchant's home doesn't have as many rules as an official's home, and she's not one to fight for them.  As time went by, Aunt Zhao became more important than her mother and her son, and her status in the Su family was almost equal to that of the Yu family.

    It happened that Yu Qingniang took Su Mi out in a hurry today, and Su Mingde was out again, so she told Aunt Zhao, but she didn't know that Aunt Zhao didn't arrive.

    Yu Qingniang never thinks the worst of people, but Su Mi immediately understood that it must be Aunt Zhao who deliberately did not tell her father about the two of them returning home late. In this way, even if she explained later, the rift between Su Mingde and the Yu family was also born.  , once is fine, but what about two or three times?

    "Mom, let's go in together." Su Mi took Yu Qingniang's hand. If her mother didn't like to explain, then let her do it.

    "But, your father" Yu Qingniang revealed her dilemma. Su Mingde didn't like Su Mi, which was known to everyone in Su's house.

    "It's okay, Mom. I'll go back to the courtyard after I've sent you there." Her father doesn't like to see her, and she knows it better than anyone else.  But given Mother¡¯s temperament, if she doesn¡¯t make a clear statement today, Mother will have to suffer secretly when she goes back.

    "Okay." Mrs. Yu finally agreed and walked forward.

    Su House is a house with four entrances. At the entrance is a blue brick and stone screen wall with a concave surface. The brick carvings are engraved with the pattern of a magpie climbing plum blossoms, which is intended to bring good luck.

    Su Mi walked behind Yu Qingniang, along the cobblestone path, like flowers and willows. In the evening, the heat subsided slightly, but when she entered the hospital for the second time, Su Mi still felt the pain on her back.  A thin layer of sweat broke out.

    The courtyard is decorated with flowers and stones, and pomegranate bonsais. The four dark red hall doors look a little dazed in the dusk. Two of them are wide open, and bursts of laughter can be heard from time to time.

    Su Mi followed Yu Qingniang into the hall door. Maybe she had been chatting happily just now. Su Mingde, who was sitting at the head of the nanmu round table, still had a smile on his face.

    "Dad." Su Mi shouted.

    Although Su Mingde started a family early, he gave birth to children later than his peers. Now he is almost married, but his handsome features still show the charm of his youth. It is no wonder that all the children of the Su family have good looks.

    He glanced at Su Mi, responded casually, and looked at Yu Qingniang, "Qingniang, why did you come back?"

    When Su Mingde was a young man, he started his business as a craftsman. Yu Qingniang went through hardships with him, so he always treated her a little differently.  If it had been anyone else, he wouldn't have had the patience to wait.

    "I'm taking Mi'er to Lingquan Temple to buy incense. There's a bit of congestion on the road." Yu Qingniang said slowly.

    When Su Mingde heard the word "Mi'er" and thought of her being annulled, his face turned a little ugly. "Let me know in advance. We'll wait for you if you're tired."

    Yu Qingniang responded in a low voice and stopped talking, but Su Mi spoke.

    "Mom, IThe smoke is long and drifting, and it is weird.

    There is a person locked on the rust-red brick wall.

    The wrists were tightened by two narrow circles made of black iron ropes, and the legs were also hooked by the chains, making the whole body unable to move.

    He is thin and has an ordinary appearance with powdered makeup. The corners of his blood-stained lips are peeling due to dryness.  The white singlet covered the thin figure, a little empty.  Blood marks from the whip were all over his body. If you got closer, you could smell the blood on him.

    Besides him, there were two other people, one standing and one sitting.

    "Supervisor, slave, I am wrong. Please let me live, slave. I don't dare to do it anymore." Chen Sanquan had no strength and could only plead intermittently.

    "Xiao Quanzi, I gave you a chance, but it's a pity that you didn't recognize it."

    Qin Yan was sitting on the nanmu official chair in front of the iron bars. He stepped on a bloody long whip under his black moir¨¦ soap boots. He slowly wiped the dirt on his hands.

    ¡°Supervisor, this slave will never dare to be greedy again, never again.¡± Chen Sanquan didn¡¯t know what to say and kept repeating this sentence.

    Qin Yan chuckled lightly, and with a sudden force from his hand, the plain handkerchief that had brushed against his hand was torn apart.  He approached the hidden groove on the steps, threw away the tattered cloth in his eyes, and turned to look at the person in the chain, looking down at him, as if looking at ants.

    "Chen Sanquan, why haven't the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Household Affairs reported you and the prefect of Jiangling City to the fact that even this governor knows about it?"

    "I have found the evidence you want, and I have found it for you. If you have any unanswered questions, please tell Ling'an."

    Qin Yan glanced at the man named Ling'an standing next to Chen Sanshen, then turned to the dungeon door and walked out.

    ¡°There¡¯s no need to keep it,¡± he said.

    "Yes, Lord Governor." Ling'an watched Qin Yan's back disappear at the door, then looked away, bent down and dipped the yellow paper into the bucket.

    "Sir, Governor, does the Governor really want my life?" Chen Sanquan trembled, and the chains made a rustling sound.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out out out of the public opinion, everyone knows that Qin Yan is a treacherous eunuch who is notoriously ruthless in his actions, but all the father-in-laws in Dongchang know that as long as they don't hide their ulterior motives, they can be protected by him and live a stable life.  This was not the first time that Chen Sanquan had made some profit. He had not died before, so he thought he would not have to die this time.

    Ling'an ignored Chen Sanquan's panic and the rattling of the chains caused by his struggle, neatly covered his face with the first layer of yellow paper, and slowly said:

    "The Sixth Department doesn't like our Dongchang. Didn't you think that it was a trap when you cooperated with them? If the governor hadn't discovered it earlier, the governor would have become the mastermind behind this embezzlement of public funds."

    "The Governor never leaves anyone with a different heart."

    With the fifth layer of water-soaked yellow paper covering it, the choking sound coming from Chen Sanquan's throat gradually weakened.

    In the huge dark prison, all that was left was a lifeless body and a burned-out wax torch.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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