I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

Bao Qian gave a sweet smile.

During the whole process, Prince Qing asked her to laugh. If she laughed ugly, Prince Qing would become even more aggressive.

"Well, that's good. Fortunately, there are no injuries on your face and neck. Then I will personally send you back!"

Prince Qing said sarcastically, "Just wait at home. I'll pick you up when I'm done with my work! By the way, the princess will go with me."

Bao Qian smiled sweetly, put her arms around Prince Qing's neck and kissed him.

Li Yunjiong listened to the carriage next door driving out of the yard.

Prince Qing finally got what he wanted and felt refreshed.

.

At night, Fu Jichang stayed in the backyard of the government office.

Just as the day was getting light, I was awakened by the sound of drums complaining about injustice.

This is such a huge injustice that people are coming to beat the drum to complain so early.

He put on his clothes and asked Heita what was going on.

Heita stood still breathlessly and said:

"Master, there is an old lady at the door, beating the drum to complain, saying that someone killed her granddaughter... She specifically asked for Fu Tongpan, otherwise she would keep beating the drum until she died of exhaustion..."

Fu Jichang: Hmm?

"Go and see!"

Fu Jichang strode to the gate of the government office. The sky was gray and gloomy. An old lady was waving a drumstick and beating the drum violently, as if she had used up all her strength.

Several yamen runners surrounding her tried to persuade her, but she acted as if she didn't hear them.

Unable to see what the man looked like, Fu Jichang walked a few steps closer and said loudly, "Old man, I am Fu Tongpan. If you have any grievances, please tell me slowly!"

The old man's body twitched violently and he collapsed to the ground.

Fu Jichang felt that she looked familiar, and when he looked closely, he realized that this was old lady Murong.

Fu Jichang was startled and reached out to help her.

"Ma'am, what's going on?"

The old lady cried hoarsely, "President Fu, Bao Qian is dead!"

Fu Jichang was shocked again.

Several yamen runners came over and helped the old lady to the front hall.

The old lady looked dazed and spoke incoherently.

Fu Jichang comforted her, "Old Madam Murong, please calm down. If there is any injustice, I, Fu Jichang, will enforce the law impartially and give Baoqian justice."

The old lady cried for a while, then she straightened her body and fainted.

Fu Jichang: ...

The coroner and the constable have already gone to Lei Qi's home in Dongcheng.

Murong Liu asked a group of people to go to Taoran Ju early in the morning with sticks. Miss Baoxi had eaten at Taoran Ju, and they wanted to seek justice.

Murong Liu tried to persuade the old lady for a long time, but she refused to go to complain.

Can the people in Anzhou government office control Prince Qing?

She smiled bitterly and decided to go to Taoranju and make a scene, saying that there was something wrong with the food there and that Miss Baoxi died after eating it.

This provides an explanation, so the girl from the Murong family wouldn't die in obscurity.

Who would have known that when Murong Liu ordered the servants to go to Taoran Ju, the old lady secretly took a carriage to the government office to file a complaint.

Manager Qin of Taoranju tried his best to persuade the group but failed.

The people of Murong family were in a rage and wanted to smash and destroy Taoranju.

Shopkeeper Qin pushed and shoved them back and forth, and suddenly fell to the ground.

He was foaming at the mouth.

"Oh no, someone is killed..." the young man from Taoranju cried.

The leader of the Murong family was a steward. He looked at the stick in his hand and wondered if he had hit him.

It seems like he got hit!

As a manager, he doesn't want to go to jail.

He was so frightened that he didn't know what to do.

"Go and report to the police quickly..." A young man working for Shopkeeper Qin lay on top of him and cried.

"No one should leave..."

"Don't leave!"

A group of servants from Taoranju surrounded the people from Murong's family.

……

Over there, old lady Murong woke up slowly and narrated what had happened.

The coroner who examined the body also returned to the government office.

"The deceased hanged himself. He was insulted before his death. He had 29 scars of varying sizes on his body, especially on his chest and lower body. His private parts were torn..."

……

Fu Jichang's eyes were cold: The dignified Prince Qing actually did such a heinous thing.

Murong Baoqian, a weak woman, actually suffered such humiliation.

The men of Murong family formed a clique and ran a private business, selling salt and iron to the northern border, helping Prince Qing to collude with foreign enemies. This is unforgivable.

Murong Baoqian is vain, unruly and unpopular.

But when he heard the coroner's description just now, he sighed.

King Qing!

Fu Jichang clenched his fists tightly.

He could do whatever he wanted in other places, but he disagreed on Anzhou's territory.

Fu Jichang knew that Prince Qing lived in an inn on the back street of the government office.

He went out from the back door of the government office and ran straight to the back street of the government office.

Lang Ning, who was guarding the door, said that Prince Qing did not come back at night.

Fu Jichang was about to leave angrily.

Then Prince Qing came back drunk.

"Prince Qing!" Fu Jichang called out loudly.

Prince Qing was startled and cursed, "Where did you come from, you bastard, to scare me?"

Fu Jichang did not kneel to him.

Now he is Fu Tongpan and Prince Qing is the defendant.

"Prince Qing, someone is beating drums in front of the government office to complain about your grievances, accusing you of insulting a decent woman, forcing her to hang herself to death with no other options. Prince Qing, please come with me!"

Fu Jichang stood up straight, neither humble nor arrogant, and spoke in a loud voice.

Fu Jichang's words made Fu Tongpan shudder and he sobered up immediately.

"What, she's dead?" Prince Qing asked in disbelief.

"Yes, Murong Baoqian returned home yesterday and stayed indoors. She committed suicide at night!"

“Hahaha…what does her death have to do with me?” Prince Qing started to act like a spoiled brat.

A Gun beside him avoided his gaze and didn't dare to look at Fu Jichang.

"Prince Qing, do you want to ask the people from the government office to arrest you, or come with me?" Fu Jichang asked loudly.

"It's not a big deal, just leave..." Prince Qing said with a wry smile.

Prince Qing followed Fu Jichang to the front hall of the government office and met Old Lady Murong who had just woken up.

Old lady Murong's pupils shrank slightly, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes. She ignored the yamen runners beside her, rushed to Prince Qing, and started to fight him.

Fu Jichang reacted quickly and grabbed old lady Murong.

"Madam, don't be impulsive!"

Fu Jichang said in a cold voice.

The bailiff on the side was terrified and rushed forward to arrest the old lady.

Fu Jichang shouted, "Don't be rude, help the old lady down."

Even if he didn't know Old Lady Murong, he wouldn't blame an old woman. Facing the prince, she was the weak one and deserved sympathy.

Fu Jichang and Prince Qing walked into the side room in the back hall.

Prince Qing sat down on the chair carelessly, closed his eyes and said:

"Send someone some hangover soup!"

Fu Jichang looked at him coldly: "Prince Qing, if the emperor breaks the law, he will be punished justly like the common people. This is what the emperor said. I don't care what you do on other people's territory, but if you break the law on my territory, I will handle it impartially and punish you according to the law!"

Prince Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Jichang who was enforcing the law impartially: "Can you do anything to me? Can you chop off my head?"

"I dare not, but I will hand over the relevant documents to the Dali Temple and report to the emperor at the same time!"