After rebirth, I married the emperor's uncle and overthrew my ex-husband's kingdom

Bai Yanlang was frightened by his angry look and shrank his neck and took a step back.

Old Mrs. Qiao's eyes fell on him for a moment, and then she looked at Bai Youyou grimly, "You will be fourteen after the new year, and you will soon be a girl who will reach the age of marriage. From now on, you should stay at home and learn the ways of a girl, and avoid interacting too much with those men, so as not to tarnish your reputation."

The old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo did not change her expression. She simply said, "If you are upright, you have nothing to fear. Even if you are a 15-year-old girl, what's wrong with you dating a man? The laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty do not stipulate that women cannot date men."

"Rumors stop at the wise. Those gossipers will make up something even if you don't do anything." Mrs. Hu followed the old lady's words to defend Bai Youyou, "Besides, who doesn't talk about others in front of others, and who doesn't get talked about behind their backs? You don't live in the mouths of others. As long as you are upright, rumors will fall apart on their own!"

With the people from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion present, it was not Lu's turn to take action, so the old lady's face became as gloomy as ice.

"She is the daughter of my Yongning Marquisate. If she loses her reputation, it will affect the reputation of my Marquisate and also the other sisters in the house!"

Lu Zhenguo's mouth was dry. He picked up the teacup beside him and took a big sip of tea. Just as he was about to say something, his own mother spoke first, "You are afraid that she will tarnish the reputation of your mansion in the future and implicate other girls in the mansion. It's just right that Jianan and Bai Yanlang are divorced, and Youyou and Luochuan follow Jianan back to my Zhenguo Mansion. Even if she gets into a big trouble in the future, it has nothing to do with your Yongning Marquis Mansion."

"Whether the Lu family is getting divorced or not, I don't care, but Youyou and Luochuan are the descendants of my Bai family, and there is absolutely no way they can be left wandering outside!"

Old Mrs. Qiao looked solemn, and after she finished speaking, she glanced at Mrs. Lu who had a troubled look on her face.

In the previous incident with Aunt Qiao, she used the piece of meat in her belly to make the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion give in.

As long as the two children are in the Marquis' Mansion, Lu can't fly away.

Lu Zhenguo and the old lady looked at each other. They had already guessed that Mrs. Qiao would make a fuss about the child.

If they could take the two children with them, they would have sent someone to bring Lu back home long ago.

While they were talking, Cuizhu came over with a sedan chair.

Lu didn't care about anything else. She immediately, together with Hu and several maids and servants, carefully lifted the two of them into the sedan chair, and followed the doctor to Fangfei Garden.

Only Lu Zhenguo, the old lady, and everyone else from the Yongning Marquis' Mansion were left in the room.

The maidservant beside Li came in with the kitchen steward, "Madam, Steward Song is here."

Manager Song, who was in charge of the kitchen, immediately bowed and greeted everyone.

Li asked directly: "Where did you buy the firewood this morning?"

Manager Song was a little puzzled, but he still told the truth, "This morning I went out to buy firewood, and I happened to meet a woodcutter pulling a donkey cart to sell firewood. I asked the price, and I thought the price was right, so I bought it."

He raised his head, a hint of fear in his eyes, "Madam, what's wrong with the firewood?"

Bai Qingyu covered his mouth and coughed twice before he asked weakly, "Someone added tung oil to the firewood. Did you know about this?"

"The woodcutter told me about this." Steward Song nodded, "But I have smelled it, the tung oil smells not strong, but has a pine scent. I thought it was for kitchen use, and it would burn better if it was dyed with tung oil, so I didn't pay much attention to it."

Lu Zhenguo frowned.

Is all this really just a coincidence?

If the firewood was just dyed with tung oil, it would be fine, but why was tung oil poured on the ground in advance?

"Do you know that woodcutter?"

It is impossible that one thing is a coincidence and both things are coincidences!

Steward Song shook his head. "It was the first time I saw that woodcutter, but I remember that he had a red birthmark the size of a fingernail on his left forehead."

"You could possibly paint the picture of the woodcutter?"

Manager Song pulled the corners of his lips awkwardly, "I only read two books with the teacher, learned a few characters, and painted. It's not something I can learn with my status."

Lu Zhenguo rubbed his thumb, frowned and asked, "Are there any other features on that person's body?"

Manager Song lowered his eyes and thought carefully, "The man is about 40 years old, not very tall, about seven feet, with a long face and small eyes. He is not much different from an ordinary farmer."

With only the red birthmark as a clue, things become a little tricky.

Lu Zhenguo's brows were furrowed, and he was just about to ask someone who could paint to draw a portrait of the man according to what Manager Song had said. Bai Luochuan, who was standing nearby, stepped forward and said, "Manager Song, describe the man's appearance in detail, and I'll do the painting."

"Yes."

Manager Song followed Bai Luochuan to the side and ordered someone to bring pen and ink.

Lu Zhenguo glanced at Bai Luochuan's back, then stood up and walked to Taoist Zhang.

He was eight feet tall, and looked as tall as a mountain in front of Taoist Zhang, who was only seven feet tall.

Taoist Zhang felt the terrifying aura coming from him, swallowed, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Let me ask you, why did you choose that place as the place to exorcise evil spirits?"

Taoist Zhang pointed a shaking finger at Zhang Momo who was kneeling on the ground, "She arranged everything. I followed her instructions in everything. Ask her, I know nothing!"

His intestines were filled with regret.

If he had known that he would be involved in so much trouble, he would not have come no matter how much money you offered him!

Zhang Momo's eyes fell on Aunt Qiao's hand. Thinking of her grandson's life, she banged her head on the ground in despair, "It was all because of my confusion. General Lu, I confess all this. You can kill me or chop me up as you wish."

"You said earlier that you just wanted to scare Youyou, so why did you sprinkle the tung oil?"

"You said you did it all. Then when did you spill the oil on the fire? Where did you get the tung oil from?"

The smell of tung oil is not strong, and it is masked by the scent of various yellow papers and sandalwood. If Lu Zhenguo had not used tung oil to lure and kill a group of enemy troops, no one would have discovered it.

After Zhang Momo confessed her guilt, Lu Zhenguo asked her again, but she remained silent.

Seeing that she refused to budge, Lu Zhenguo sent someone to go to Lu's house and ask her to gather the servants of the second house.

"The interrogation should be handled by the government." The old lady of the Duke of Zhenguo said with dignity, "Boss, send someone to notify the Jingzhao Yin."

"Mother-in-law, family disgrace should not be made public. Since this was done by the servant of Zhang Momo, the evil master, you can just hand her over to the government. Why do you need to find the Jingzhao Yin?"

Old Mrs. Qiao's mouth drooped, her expression gloomy.

The Jingzhao Yin will bring officials into the palace, and tomorrow the news that the second son burned his own daughter will spread throughout the city.

He is still serving as an official in the court. If he is impeached by the censor, he may lose his official position!

"This is not an ordinary family matter," the old lady of the Zhenguogong said coldly, "These two people deliberately killed people, and they should be punished according to the laws of the Great Zhou!"

"Lady, please calm down. My second brother was foolish in this matter, but he is Youyou and Luochuan's father after all. Can you spare him for once?"

Bai Qingyu quickly pleaded for mercy.

Bai Yanlang now holds an official position, so it would be troublesome to separate him from the government. If he were just a commoner, he would have to stay in the Marquis' Mansion even until his death.

I really didn't expect things to come to this point. If I had known this, I should have stopped Bai Yanlang's stupid behavior.

"Bai Yanlang only lost some face, but my granddaughter almost lost her life!"

The old lady's expression did not soften at all because of Bai Yanlang, and her anger grew even more intense. "As Youyou's closest relatives, you don't seek justice for her, but instead want to keep things quiet. Then let me, as her grandmother, seek justice for her!"