After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Fang Nanzhi had never met Chen, but she had learned about him after learning about his background.

My uncle is a legitimate son of the family. My maternal grandfather died early, and my uncle Chen Zijun supported the family.

In the second house, Mr. Chen Er was also born to a legitimate wife, but he was the second legitimate son. He was also the one closest to Chen Zijun.

Therefore, when Chen Zijun was sentenced to death, the male offspring of the second wife were also counted.

It is equivalent to the legitimate lineage having its bloodline cut off.

Further back are the third and sixth rooms which are a little further away.

Because the family had been divided as early as the time of Chen Zijun's grandfather, they were not close.

The others are more distantly related, and can even be considered side branches, but there are also some who are closely related, because they were appreciated by Chen Zijun and worked for the Chen family.

For example, Master Chen Jiu, even though he is your uncle, should still be called uncle.

This old man, who is good at mathematics, is in charge of Chen's account books.

Chen Zixiang, from the seventh house, is of the same generation as Chen Zijun. He is a steady person and is in charge of the Chen family's land.

……

In short, Fang Nanzhi could feel the Chen family's former prosperity, but they had only been prosperous for a hundred years and could not be compared with the famous and prestigious families.

Sometimes, she would think that a clan like the Chen family, with a figure like Chen Zijun, still fell into decline.

What about their family?

The Fang family's rise to prominence was even shorter. In the capital, they were like country bumpkins moving into the city. Could they have built the Chen family's glory for a hundred years, or even longer?

Forget it, that’s too far-fetched.

Fang Nanzhi pondered for a moment: "Let's meet Chen Yong first."

She was very interested in her eldest nephew.

That’s right, Chen Yong is the grandson of Chen Zixi’s cousin, and her adopted nephew.

Fang Nanzhi, whose generation varies from older to younger, accepted this very well.

"it is good."

Zhu Guanfeng led the way and walked to the innermost part of the west side of the cell.

There was an open space there with torture instruments in the middle, and Chen Yong was tied up on it.

He was covered in blood, obviously having been tortured.

Opposite, a dignified middle-aged man sat on a bench. He was dressed in a crimson official robe and looked very imposing.

"Greetings, Lord Shangshu."

Zhu Guanfeng took the lead in saluting.

Fang Tong and his daughter hurried to catch up. Fang Nanzhi couldn't help but look up and glanced at the Minister of Justice, but met the latter's scrutinizing gaze.

Fang Nanzhi felt guilty for a moment and gave him a silly smile.

The eyes of the Minister of Justice were dark, as if he was hiding something, but his lips were slightly curled.

"No gift."

To be honest, Fang Nanzhi has the jade pendant, so this etiquette may or may not be acceptable.

But since she had performed the ceremony, the Minister of Justice pretended not to know about the jade pendant.

Chen Yong was tied to a rack. Maybe it was because of the pain or too much blood loss, his head was a little dizzy, but he still noticed the little girl at a glance.

It wasn't because he recognized her face.

When Chen Zijun was alive, he was too young and was only from a side branch, so he was not qualified to meet the patriarch.

But he knew that there was still a last trace of Chen's legitimate daughter's bloodline, although it was a little girl.

The only girl who could be sent to the Ministry of Justice's prison at this moment could only be her.

He grinned at the little girl, with a mouth full of blood foam, looking creepy.

Fang Nanzhi was not scared. She observed Chen Yong's appearance again, as if trying to find some similarities.

But in the end, nothing came of it.

Chen Yong is not as good-looking as her.

"Miss Fang, do you need us to step aside for a moment?"

Zhu Guanfeng noticed the expressions of the two men and asked.

However, the Minister sat quietly drinking tea and showed no intention of participating.

Fang Nanzhi shook his head: "No need."

Everyone is in the Ministry of Justice's prison. On the surface, the prison has been cleared out, but who knows how many ears there are behind the scenes.

Besides, Fang Nanzhi didn’t think he had any secrets to hide.

As expected, Zhu Guanfeng did not leave, but just stood quietly in the corner.

Fang Nanzhi continued to stare at Chen Yong, this time looking at the injuries on his body.

She tried to use the tone of an elder, caring: "Brother Yong, do you know who I am?"

Fang Tong almost choked on his saliva. He looked at his daughter's small body and tried hard not to laugh.

There was also surprise in Chen Yong's eyes.

Fang Nanzhi had already found the feeling: "I am Chen Zixi's daughter, you should call me aunt."

The little girl had a clear and soft voice, but her eyes revealed the kindness of an elder who hadn't seen the younger generation for many years...?

It's so weird.

The Minister of Justice looked at Zhu Guanfeng calmly, implying, do you really think this little girl can help?

The latter lowered his eyebrows, but thought to himself that this little girl was always so unexpected.

Chen Yong felt absurd, as if he saw the figure of his dead grandmother in Fang Nanzhi.

His dry throat moved, and he squeezed out a few words: "Aunt."

He tried to regain his composure: "Aunt, my great-aunt has been missing for many years, and the clan has always been thinking about her. Now that we can see you, it can be considered a blessing from heaven."

"Wow, wow, wow." Chen Yong became more and more sad as he spoke. He was obviously a tall man, but tears came easily.

"Our Chen family has suffered greatly. Our clan leader has devoted all his energy to the imperial court, yet everything was destroyed by a woman."

"My great-aunt was once incredibly kind to the eldest princess, but she was murdered and forced to wander the countryside, where she died at such a young age..."

"My people have suffered humiliation in this bitter and cold land..."

Chen Yong seemed to be really sad, with tears falling down in strings.

Fang Nanzhi looked at him quietly, but suddenly asked: "When did Yonggeer know about my aunt?"

Chen Yong stopped crying, but the grief on his face remained unchanged.

"Before going to the capital."

This answer surprised Fang Nanzhi. She had only known her mother's identity for a few days. How did Chen Yong, who was far away in exile and had no power, know this?

"If I hadn't thought about my Chen family's legitimate bloodline and my determination to clear my aunt's name, I wouldn't have come to the capital to file a complaint."

Chen Yong sighed.

But Fang Nanzhi only felt insincerity and strong calculation in what she heard.

Complaining for her? As a legitimate bloodline, with just a few words, he would put Fang Nanzhi at the center of the controversy and drag her into Chen Yong's camp.

Fang Nanzhi pretended to be surprised and confused, which seemed to be a normal reaction of a teenage girl.

Chen Yong felt a little relieved when he saw this, and ignored the familiar way of calling Fang Nanzhi "Brother Yong". After all, Fang Nanzhi was a girl who had never seen the wind and waves.

"Aunt, you don't know. At that time, I pretended to seek refuge with that vicious woman, the Grand Princess, hoping to use this opportunity to enter the capital. But perhaps I leaked the clues on the way and attracted the assassin."

Chen Yong's eyes were red, full of hatred and anger.

"What's the clue? Brother Yong is saying that the Grand Princess wants to kill you?" Fang Nanzhi exclaimed in disbelief. "But the Grand Princess I've met is a kind and benevolent person."

The little girl's eyes were full of clarity and stupidity, which easily made people let down their guard.

Chen Yong had an expression that said, "You are too naive."

"Princess Mingzhu has always been good at pretending, otherwise how could she have deceived the clan leader and spoiled her to the point of losing control..."

"Oh, Brother Yong, have you seen how the Grand Princess and my uncle got along in the past?"

Fang Nanzhi interrupted curiously.

Chen Yong paused for a moment. Of course he had never seen it before, so how could he be qualified?

"I haven't seen it, but the elders in the tribe all say so."

He turned a blind eye.