Mind reading, the emperor saw my fist hard

As soon as the court was dismissed, Xu Jinyu pulled Wei An and ran towards the Pingyang Marquis Mansion.

All the officials looked at each other, something was going on.

"Something happened at home."

"I feel sick in my stomach and need to see a doctor."

"My horse gave birth today."

"What does horse birth have to do with you?"

"Well...ah...this horse is my favorite. Its birth is like the birth of a son."

The officer was speechless as he looked at his shameless subordinate.

Does your son know that you put him with a horse?

But everyone also understands why these people take leave.

Anyone who was not particularly busy would take a leave and quietly follow Xu Jinyu.

Among them, Zuo Yuanying was the fastest driver, and soon a carriage stopped beside Xu Jinyu, who was sweating profusely from running.

"boarding!"

Xu Jinyu glanced at Zuo Yuanying and asked, "Aren't you going to work?"

Zuo Yuanying rolled his eyes and found a reasonable excuse for himself.

"Hey! You know what I do, I'm the Censor. I'm going to the Pingyang Marquis's Mansion to see if they accept your Majesty's judgment, and by the way, see if anyone is hiding Liu's dowry."

After saying that, he winked at Wei An.

Wei An faced Zuo Yuanying's signal with a blank expression on his face. What Censor?

Isn’t it just to watch the fun?

The words sounded so nice, Wei An had already noticed that many officials were following behind him.

Except for a few ministers, all the officials from various departments who could come came.

He also saw the head maid of the East Palace and the eunuch chief's godson Wangxi following behind.

It was obvious that Emperor Xuan and the Crown Prince were also among the people watching the fun.

However, Wei An also wanted to see the excitement in his own home.

He wanted to see what the wife of Marquis Pingyang, who looked at him as if he were a dirty object, looked like now.

He wanted to see what expression the designated Prince Pingyang would have when he found out that his position as Prince was gone.

"Walk!"

Wei An didn't say much, and pulled Xu Jinyu into Zuo Yuanying's carriage.

They arrived at the Pingyang Marquis Mansion just in time. Mrs. Wu Jiaojiao was escorted out of the gate of the Pingyang Marquis Mansion by the inner guards.

Wu Jiaojiao's hair was disheveled and she looked panicked. She was struggling to get out of the hands of the internal guards while trying to comfort her two children who ran out of the gate.

"He'er, Yan'er, don't cry. Mother just has something to do and will be back tomorrow."

The two children of Marquis Pingyang were not punished, but they were frightened by the vicious inner guards.

"Mother! Mother..."

Wei Songhe followed his mother with tears on his face.

"Why did you arrest my mother? My father is the Marquis of Pingyang. You will be in trouble when my father comes back."

Although Wei Songhe is young, he is very skilled in threatening people.

The inner guard smiled lightly at Wei Songhe's threat, but the malice in his smile should not be too great.

"Your father's murder of his wife has been exposed. Your father will go to jail, and your mother will also go to jail. And your mother's crime is definitely more serious than your father's."

"Your mother killed the wife of Marquis Pingyang, and she might even lose her life."

The inner guards' malice was not without reason. Every family has a daughter. A man like Pingyang Hou who kills his wife is really abominable.

Does it mean that in the future, families who marry off their daughters will have to worry about whether their daughters will be killed by their sons-in-law?

It would be better if she just didn't get married. If this continues, will the people dare to marry their daughters?

"What is Lady Pingyang? My mother is Lady Pingyang, and my grandmother is fine. How could my mother kill Lady Pingyang? She is her mother-in-law."

Wei Songhe looked at the inner guards in panic, then at his mother.

Wow! Did Wei Songhe accidentally reveal something?

In the corner and behind the house, the eyes of the officials watching the excitement in the crowd lit up.

The inner guard who was holding Wu Jiaojiao also smiled meaningfully: "I can't tell, your mother and the old lady of Pingyang Marquis don't have a good relationship either."

"Let me teach you a lesson. Your mother is a second wife. She and your father conspired to kill the original wife of the Marquis of Pingyang. Now that the incident has been exposed, Wei An is the legitimate eldest son and grandson of the Marquis of Pingyang."

Wei Songhe took a few steps back and fell to the ground as if he had suffered a blow.

He murmured, "Impossible! How is it possible... I am the only son of the Pingyang Marquis's mansion, the Prince of Pingyang Marquis."

"What is Wei An? She is just a bastard born to a lowly concubine, a bastard who is only fit to live on her knees."

The eyes of the onlookers flickered.

Wei Songhe didn't care about the fate of his parents, but instead cared about his own identity.

He didn't know yet that his father's title had been lost.

When Wei Songhe looked up, he saw Wei An walking out of the carriage. He immediately rushed towards Wei An like an angry leopard.

"How dare you show up, you bastard! Tell me! Are you responsible for all this?"

Wei Songhe raised his hand high, wanting to hit Wei An.

The next moment his palm was grabbed by Zuo Yuanying. It was very easy for Zuo Yuanying, an adult, to subdue a boy who had not yet grown up.

Seeing Wei Songhe being controlled, Wei An lifted the front of his robe and got off the carriage. This set of clothes was urgently made by the palace servants of the East Palace last night.

The material used was of excellent quality, and the light-colored robe was embroidered with subtle dark patterns, which made Wei An's appearance particularly outstanding.

Wei An's face was indifferent. "I need to do something. There is solid evidence that Pingyang Hou has committed murder. He has been imprisoned. Your mother conspired with Pingyang Hou, so of course I have to go with him."

"No, the title of Marquis of Pingyang is gone, now it's Wei Youheng who is the criminal."

As soon as Wei An finished speaking, Wu Jiaojiao shouted at the top of her lungs: "How could it be! He just killed his wife, how could he lose his title? The Pingyang Marquisate is hereditary and cannot be removed unless there is rebellion."

"Madam Hou."

Wei An said calmly: "It's not that the title is gone, it's that the title is inherited by Wei Youheng's half-brother Wei Youxue."

"From now on, this Pingyang Marquis Mansion has nothing to do with you, Wu Jiaojiao, and your child. At most, you are just living in Pingyang Marquis Mansion."

Wei An's voice was not loud, but it hit Wu Jiaojiao's heart like a huge rock.

The Pingyang Marquis Mansion has nothing to do with her anymore.

She had put in so much effort and even killed people just to marry into the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion, all for the wealth and honor of the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion.

Otherwise, how could she, the daughter of a sixth-rank official, afford to wear silk and satin and wear a golden crown and phoenix hairpin?

She is not so shameless as to want to be a man's secret lover.

Wu Jiaojiao lost her composure all of a sudden, and with a pale face, she shouted at Wei An: "Did you say something to His Majesty? Was it you?"