Traveled to ancient times and became a cheap little dad

Inside the yamen, in the lobby, there were wailing sounds everywhere, and several yamen runners were torturing the captured prisoners.

Lingyun and Jingchen sat on both sides, watching everything indifferently.

Xiao Ziyi, who rushed back overnight, sat below Jingchen with slightly red eyes.

Ling's father and mother stood behind, looking at their son with some worry. Their son followed the investigation during the day and fell asleep with Jiang Yun's body in his arms at night.

Except for Jiang Rong, no one was allowed to enter, even they were not allowed to get close. Although they didn't want to believe it, the fact was that their son was crazy. After losing his sweetheart, he went completely crazy.

Apparently he wasn't the only one who was crazy. I heard that the prince had put the princess under house arrest, so even if Princess Jiayi came, it would be useless.

No divorce, no divorce, no one is allowed to see the princess. Princess Jiayi wrote several memorials to the emperor, but received no response, and she is still waiting outside the palace today.

They thought of a possibility, but no one dared to continue guessing. Anyone who talked about the royal relatives should be punished by death.

Luo Mingxuan sat upright in the court and slammed the gavel, pausing the execution.

He looked coldly at the half-dead prisoner in the hall, then turned to look at Xuejuan and Yujuan, who were already in a semi-comatose state. He just waved his hand and poured a basin of cold water on them. Only then did they wake up slowly with trembling eyes.

"Xuejuan, Yujuan, as servants, you colluded with outsiders to murder your master. This is a heinous crime. Do you admit it or not?"

The two of them looked at each other secretly, and they both understood each other's intentions and knew that they could not betray their master.

"Hmph, let's see who is more stubborn, you two or I am more stubborn."

Seeing that the two did not answer, Luo Mingxuan raised his hand and the yamen runners came forward immediately. Xuejuan knelt on the ground and cried, "Sir, please spare my life, sir, please spare my life."

"Your servant, I was coerced into serving poisoned chicken soup to Master Jiang. The soup was brought by Song Yue, and she was the one who poisoned it. The other servants knew nothing about it."

Song Yue stared at her coldly, "I have never been to the Luo Mansion, let alone delivered any chicken soup. Don't wrongly accuse a good person."

Luo Mingxuan sneered, "Bring Hongyu and Lingchu."

Soon, Hongyu and Lingchu were brought to the hall and knelt down. When they looked up and saw Luo Mingxuan, Lingchu's eyes immediately turned red and he turned his face away, not daring to look at him again.

When the people present at the trial saw Ling Chu, they all talked about it curiously. It was unbelievable that the wife of the prefect had become a prisoner.

Luo Mingxuan's eyes moved slightly, and he slammed the gavel, and the discussion stopped. Then he said sternly, "On the day of the incident, Song Yue was welcomed into the mansion by the two of you."

Hongyu trembled like a sieve and glanced at Lingchu secretly, "It was the young lady who asked me to bring the person into the mansion through the small door, and also told me not to make it public."

Ling Chu's eyes suddenly widened, and he instinctively retorted, "You are talking nonsense. When did I ever ask you to bring her into the mansion?"

"Snapped"

Luo Mingxuan slammed the gavel, and the two of them trembled in fear. "Someone, slap them in the face."

The yamen runners took orders and started beating Lingchu and Hongyu left and right, until their faces and mouths were bruised and swollen before they stopped.

Ling Chu's eyes widened in disbelief, tears filling them, "You actually tortured me?"

"Then, open your mouth."

"clap clap"

A few more slaps, the yamen runner showed no mercy at all. Ling Chu's mouth and nose were now covered in blood, but he did not speak again.

Ling's father frowned but just sighed helplessly. Ling's mother was anxious and angry, and was about to argue, but was stopped by Ling Zhi, who gently shook his head, signaling them not to talk too much.

Luo Mingxuan threw a waist card hard and hit Ling Chu, "Tell the truth."

Ling Chu widened his eyes and finally panicked, but he didn't know what to say.

Hongyu covered her mouth and trembled as she said, "That day Song Yue came to the small gate to ask to see the young lady. The young lady gave her a badge and told her to go as far as possible."

"Song Yue said that the city gates were not open until dark, so he had to stay in the mansion for one night. He also said that the more dangerous the place, the safer it is."

"Who would have thought that she would actually commit murder and poison people in the mansion."

Luo Mingxuan turned to look at Song Yue, his eyes hard and cold, "You still don't admit it."

"Xuejuan, Yujuan. How could Song Yue threaten you two? Why did you pretend to be so arrogant afterwards?"

With a glare on his face, he pointed at Xuejuan and said sternly,

"Jiang Rong has woken up. He accused you of tricking him out of the room. That's how you took advantage of the situation."

"How dare you quibble?"

Luo Mingxuan waved his hand, and the runners took away the soup residue and placed the casserole on the ground. "If you don't want to say it, I will say it for you."

"You four lowly slaves who plotted to murder your master will not cry until you see the coffin."

Then two men aged 17 or 18 were brought to the front of the hall and knelt on the ground. Xuejuan cried out, "Brother."

The two had been beaten to a pulp, with only their last breath left. Xuejuan cried and shouted for a long time, but Yujuan just raised her head and let out a long breath.

Xuejuan knelt on one side, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Please spare my life, sir. I will tell you everything."

Yujuan glared at her and said, "Sister..."

Immediately, a yamen runner kicked Yujuan on the back and covered her mouth.

Xuejuan buried her head even deeper, "We were ordered to serve in the Jiang Mansion. After gaining the master's trust, we put a chronic poison in the tonic soup that Mr. Jiang drank every day."

"Sigh~"

Everyone present couldn't help but gasp, shocked that there could be such vicious people, and they all speculated who their master was.

Xuejuan continued, "The poison is slow to infect, and you won't feel any discomfort in the short term, nor will you notice it."

"Gradually, my body became increasingly tired and sleepy."

"Within half a year at most, the person will fall into a complete coma, and even the most experienced doctors will not be able to detect any signs of the disease."

Ling Yun and Xiao Ziyi looked at Xue Juan, then at Jing Chen, their eyes cold.

"Sir, Yujuan and I did it. You can kill us or chop us up as you wish. But it has nothing to do with my two younger brothers. Please spare our lives."

Luo Mingxuan's eyes were stern, "Your master can't even protect himself, let alone you."

"You two sisters poisoned the food, and you two brothers dealt with the residue. It was a perfect job."

"Come here, take him to death row."

Immediately, the yamen runners dragged them away and no matter how they shouted, it was of no use.

A slam of the gavel stopped the chaotic discussions.

Jing Chen finally turned his head and looked over, "Song Yue, you still don't want to say it?"

Song Yue just stared, showing no fear at all, and even instigated the crowd, shouting that it was injustice.

Jingchen's mouth curled up into a cold smile, his expression bloodthirsty, "Come on, put on the clamps."

Two runners came up from the left and right and stuffed Song Yue's ankles into the torture device. With just a little force, Song Yue screamed, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you."

Jingchen watched coldly without calling for a stop until Song Yue fainted and her ankles were covered in blood.

The yamen runner kicked with his toes but there was no response, so he took some cold water and poured it over his head. Song Yue woke up trembling all over, and fell to the ground, shaking uncontrollably.

Jingchen pointed with his fan, and the yamen runner dragged Song Yue forward two steps and threw her on the ground like garbage.

"Song Yue, since someone has already set their sights on Jiang Yun, why are you still taking such a risk?"

Song Yue propped up her upper body with shaking arms and laughed softly, her voice was low and scary, "Why? Because I hate him, and I hate you even more. I hate you for looking down on me."

"My family of Song served as officials for three dynasties, and my great-grandfather was a prime minister. You all should try to curry favor with him."

"Although my Song family is in decline now, how can I be willing to accept this? I have worked hard for many years and sponsored the Song family members to serve as officials in the court. Given time, I will surely be able to restore the former glory."

Then he pointed his finger at Ling Yun and said harshly, "I have been humble and endured humiliation for many years, but you married Lin Wan'er."

"Then I will kill her. You idiots will never figure out this little trick of framing someone else in years, hahahaha."