Who put the yellow robe on me?

In this era, the most important thing is to be well-matched.

As the saying goes, handsome men go with beautiful women, and talented men go with beautiful women.

Whether it is a family of the rich and powerful or common people, marriage is an extremely cautious matter, especially for the children of officials like Guo Beikang, who are placed with high hopes by people.

However, when Guo Wulie personally proposed that his son marry Chunli, a maid in the mansion, there was an uproar inside and outside the court.

There were sounds of ridicule and contempt everywhere. Some people were whispering, some were lowering their heads and shaking their heads, and even some powerful people who were not afraid of trouble could not help but show sarcastic expressions.

For them, it was unbelievable that the dignified Minister of War Guo Wulie would let his third son marry a maid of lowly status.

Guo Wulie's mood at this moment was also extremely complicated, and the experience of the fifth prince emerged in his mind.

The fifth prince Jiang Chong had previously attempted to marry Liu Ruyan, the top courtesan of Tianxiang Pavilion, and was confined to his house for a month, which had long become a laughing stock in the court.

Jiang Chong himself was also abandoned by Emperor Liang. Now he can only accompany himself with poetry and songs. At such a young age, he can only be an idle prince, and is getting further and further away from the fight for the throne.

But now, in order to save his son, Guo Wulie had to choose this seemingly humiliating path. His heart was filled with helplessness and bitterness, but as a father, he could only bite the bullet and go on.

When Yang Weiqian saw this scene, his heart was shocked, as if he had been struck by lightning. He never expected that Guo Wulie would take such drastic measures to save his son.

This action completely disrupted his plan. He thought that with Chunli's testimony and her identity as a maid, the Guo family would be powerless to recover, and when Guo Beikang came out eight years later, he would have achieved nothing.

However, Guo Wulie's move caught him off guard.

Yang Weiqian and Master Gong beside him exchanged a glance, both of them with deep anxiety and uneasiness in their eyes.

This seemingly sure-win situation suddenly fell into a disadvantage.

The charges that were originally thought to be set in stone now face the possibility of being acquitted.

A strong sense of loss surged in Yang Weiqian's heart, as if the duck that was about to be eaten had flown away.

He knew that if Guo Beikang was allowed to marry Chunli, the lawsuit would completely lose its grounds for prosecution and Guo Beikang would no longer be brought to justice.

This was a result he absolutely did not want to see, because he knew in his heart that the Ninth Prince asked him to do this, which would definitely involve the forces of various dynasties and departments in the palace, and if he handled it improperly, the Ninth Prince might lose everything and even give up.

However, Yang Weiqian took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the anxiety in his heart, tried to maintain a cold and businesslike expression, and tried to forcibly reverse the current decline.

He said slowly, "Master Guo, weddings and funerals are your family's affairs, but now your Guo family is involved in this case. We need to wait until I have concluded the case before discussing the marriage."

Although his tone was cold, it carried a hint of firmness.

Yang Weiqian changed the subject and said to the audience, "I hereby sentence Guo Beikang to eight years in prison for assaulting Chunli."

As soon as these words were spoken, the air in the hall seemed to suddenly freeze.

When Guo Wulie heard this, he froze, as if he had been hit on the head with a stick.

His face turned extremely pale in an instant, and he staggered and almost lost his balance.

Although Mrs. Xiang, who was standing beside him, was also in turmoil, she was someone who had seen many storms after all, and she quickly regained her composure.

After a brief thought, she understood the current situation. She knew that the life and death of her beloved son depended on this moment.

She coughed lightly and said in a gentle yet powerful voice, "Master Yang, the plaintiff and the defendant have now become one family. I'm afraid your verdict is a little inappropriate, isn't it?"

Yang Weiqian was shocked by her words for a moment, and a hint of uneasiness flashed in his eyes.

But the lawyer beside him immediately reacted and said in a slightly firm tone, "Madam Guo, the fact that the plaintiff Chunli sued Guo Beikang has been established. According to Daliang law, there is no problem with Lord Yang's judgment."

However, before the lawyer could finish his words, Chunli in front of the hall suddenly interrupted him.

Although her voice was trembling, she said, "Sir! I am now the fiancée of the Third Young Master of the Guo family. I choose not to sue my husband anymore."

These words were like a bolt from the blue, causing a huge uproar in the hall.

Yang Weiqian and his master looked at each other for a moment, and the astonishment and anger in their eyes were self-evident.

Unexpectedly, Chunli, who was supposed to be the accuser, turned against them at the last minute, completely disrupting their plan.

As the saying goes, people of the same family are alike. Chunli is indeed on the side of the Guo family, and her eloquence is comparable to that of Mrs. Xiang.

Yang Weiqian felt the muscles on his face twitching, and the anger in his heart almost burst out of his chest.

He realized that if he insisted on sentencing Guo Beikang to prison at this moment, it would not only be unreasonable, but would also bring greater trouble.

After all, once the plaintiff chooses not to appeal, the entire case loses its basis for prosecution.

He glanced helplessly at Master Gong beside him, knowing that today's situation was irreversible. Both of them could see deep disappointment and anger in each other's eyes.

The cooked duck flew away, and it flew away so unexpectedly and without any warning.

In the end, Yang Weiqian could only suppress his anger and said in a deep voice, "Since Miss Chunli has chosen not to appeal, this matter can only be dealt with leniently. Guo Beikang, do you admit your mistake?"

Guo Beikang, under Madam Xiang's instruction, had already said respectfully, "I know I was wrong. I know I was wrong."

Yang Weiqian snorted coldly: "In that case, I will release you temporarily, but you must remember that if you make mistakes again in the future, I will not forgive you easily."

After saying that, Yang Weiqian waved his hand, signaling to release Guo Beikang.

"Huh!" Everyone in the Guo family breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone knew that this farce had finally come to an end.

Although Guo Beikang escaped the disaster temporarily, the anger in Yang Weiqian and Master Gong's hearts did not subside, and they did not want to let go of today's incident.

Madam Xiang walked out of the court arm in arm with the Minister of War Guo Wulie, followed by Guo Beikang and Chunli, all four of them with smiles on their faces.

Madam Xiang knew very well that although she had won this round today, there was still things to do next. This was also the agreement reached between the Guo family and the Sixteenth Prince and others.

Guo Wulie's face was still grim. He whispered to Madam Xiang, "Madam, although we won today, this is temporary. We have more important things to do."

Madam Xiang nodded, feeling somewhat uneasy. She responded in a low voice, "Master, how should we deal with this?"

Guo Wulie was silent for a moment, a cold look flashing in his eyes: "Next? We will act according to the arrangements of the Sixteenth Prince!"

Both of them knew that today's events were just a small part of the changing situation in the Daliang court. In order for their family to remain invincible in this situation, they needed to rely on external forces. The sixteenth prince Jiang Chen was the most likely external force they had observed.

Yang Weiqian returned to his residence in a very depressed mood. He slammed the memorials from the court on the table, his eyes gleaming with unquenchable anger.

He looked at Master Gong beside him, his tone filled with a hint of disappointment: "I can't believe that Guo Wulie, an old man who usually only knows how to lead troops in battle, would be so troublesome at the critical moment."