The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

She glanced at Wang Dahai with disdain, and then shouted loudly, "Can I sue others in the original situation?"

There was a challenge and threat in her voice, and she was determined to make Wang Dahai pay for what he had done.

Song Yunfeng looked puzzled, but nodded.

"As each case is concluded, Shen, as the plaintiff, can sue others."

There was a sense of fairness and determination in his voice, and he was determined to make a fair and just ruling without favoring any party.

The endless stream of incidents made the onlookers more and more excited! People gathered around the house, talking and arguing. Some accused Zhao of hypocrisy, some doubted Shen Yan's motives, and others speculated about what would happen next.

In this turbulent situation, some gossips and rumors continued to spread. Some people spread rumors about the grievances between Zhao and Shen Yan, and some speculated how many unknown secrets were hidden in Shen's dowry. Everyone was full of curiosity and expectations about this family dispute, as if it was a wonderful drama, and they all became enthusiastic audiences of this drama.

"We haven't even finished arguing about Shen's dowry yet, what else is she planning to do?!"

Someone was shouting loudly, his voice full of anger and dissatisfaction, as if he had suffered great injustice.

This complaint spread among the crowd.

This resonated with more people, and the whole scene became more chaotic and noisy.

The situation gradually eased in the tense atmosphere, but the truth was still hidden in the dark corners, waiting to be revealed one day.

"Father, I want to go to the yard in the west of the town and check it out myself. Maybe I can find some clues." Shen Yan pleaded.

Mr. Shen pondered for a moment, and somehow, he agreed.

"Okay, go ahead." Mr. Shen nodded. At that moment, Zhao's face almost turned green.

Shen Yan was delighted, she knew that time was running out and she had to act as soon as possible.

She turned and left the courtyard, hurrying towards the west of the town.

Seeing this, Xi Po and others felt nervous.

"You can't go." Zhao shouted directly.

Hearing this, Song Yunfeng frowned and immediately sent a few yamen runners to follow.

Zhang Dashan also wanted to go with them. "Master Song, please take a good look. That list lists all the dowry my sister had when she married Mr. Shen. If there really is Shen Yan's dowry in that courtyard in Zhenxi, I would like to check it out to see if it is the same as what is written on my list!"

Others continued to persist, but with Lord Yang present, no one dared to act rashly.

A group of people came to a house in the west of the town in a mighty procession. Sure enough, in the yard, there were a lot of boxes, all covered with red wedding cloth.

"What is this?" Lord Song asked the matchmaker.

The matchmaker trembled and dared not agree, "These are all things that the master asked us to send, we don't know."

Lord Song asked Zhao again, "Zhao, what did you ask them to send?"

"They are just some sundries." Zhao's face was already covered with sweat.

"Humph, what kind of junk is covered with red cloth? Open it and take a look!"

No matter how much they tried to obstruct him, there was nothing they could do. After all, the things in Zhang Dashan's hands were enough to prove that the house belonged to the Zhang family.

In other words, it is now Shen Yan's asset, and the things in her yard should belong to her.

When they opened those big boxes, they were indeed filled with real gold and silver, as well as wedding supplies such as wedding quilts. They were obviously dowries for a wedding.

"What is this? Is this the junk you mentioned?"

Song Yunfeng looked at Zhao and the others coldly.

"How about you guess what's in the next few boxes?"

Of course Zhao couldn't say, "It's been so long, how can I remember everything?"

"You don't remember, but it's clearly written on the list Zhang Dashan gave me. This is clearly Zhang's dowry when she got married, and it's left for her daughter!"

"You are such an unscrupulous woman, you actually wanted to embezzle the money. Go back and accept your punishment!"

When the onlookers at the door saw this, they began to criticize Zhao and accused her of embezzling her stepdaughter's dowry.

Zhao's face was ashen. She knew she could no longer argue. She lowered her head almost to the ground. Her body trembled uncontrollably. She cried, "Sir Song, I was wrong. I am willing to accept any punishment."

Song Yunfeng watched coldly, and with a wave of his hand, he had Zhao taken away to be dealt with. Then, his eyes fell on the bride, who was so scared that her legs were weak, and she begged for mercy, "Master Song, please spare me, I am just following orders, I don't know anything."

"Go back and tell your master that Zhang's dowry must be delivered to Shen Yan without any defect. Otherwise, I will make their entire family accompany Zhao in being punished!" Song Yunfeng's voice was filled with unquestionable coldness.

The matchmaker nodded repeatedly, as if she had been pardoned, and retreated in a panic.

Seeing this, the crowd around started talking and praised Song Yunfeng for his fair style.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, Shen Yan stood quietly in a corner of the yard, her eyes filled with complexity.

On the one hand, she was surprised by her sudden wealth, and on the other hand, she was angry and disgusted by the behavior of Zhao and others. She took a deep breath and secretly vowed in her heart that she must make good use of this unexpected wealth to change the fate of herself and her mother.

Song Yunfeng walked up to Shen Yan and said gently, "Madam, although these dowries are late, they are finally returned to you. What are your plans?"

Shen Yan calmed down, looked up and said to Song Yunfeng: "Thank you, Lord Song, for your justice. I...I want to use this money to open a cloth shop. My mother is old, and I should also take on the responsibility of the family."

Song Yunfeng nodded and looked at her approvingly: "You have ambition, very good. If necessary, I can recommend you a few reliable merchants."

Shen Yan smiled slightly, with a hint of determination in her eyes, "Thank you, Master Song, I will repay you in the future."

Things gradually calmed down, Shen Yan began to prepare for opening a cloth shop, and Song Yunfeng also helped her from time to time.

Shen Yan had nothing to do that day, so she came to the town. In the street, there was a place for selling embroidery work.

This street is for pedestrians only, and horse-drawn carriages are not allowed to enter.

Because sometimes horse-drawn carriages would produce a lot of filth, especially horse feces, which would pollute the street.

Because no carriages entered this alley, it still looked particularly clean, with cobblestone roads polished to a shine.

Shen Yan just walked in and wanted to discuss embroidery with the shop owner.

It’s true that this street is very prosperous compared to other places in the town.

There were many people buying things. In addition to the shops selling rouge and powder, there were also shops selling cloth and snacks.

The air was filled with all kinds of aromas, and as Shen Yan smelled them, she felt a little hungry.