Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

When Xie Qingyao led the maids from Yaofang Pavilion to retrieve the treasures, everyone in the Jiang Mansion had already packed up and had placed the dowry boxes neatly in the yard, ready to set off.

Under the eaves, Xie Qingli was holding the eldest lady's arm affectionately, telling her something funny that made her laugh heartily.

Xie Qingyao tried hard to suppress the hatred in her heart, and forced herself to appear respectful on her face, returning the treasured pearl and jade jewelry one by one.

Unexpectedly, before she could leave, the eldest lady couldn't wait to pull Xie Qingli over and inserted a phoenix hairpin with kingfisher feathers and pearls diagonally into her hair. She chuckled and said, "Li'er, these were originally meant for you. Today they are returned to their rightful owners. Please keep them carefully!"

Xie Qingli didn't try to shirk her responsibilities, but smiled sweetly and replied sweetly, "Thank you, auntie."

Xie Qingyao felt as if she had been slapped in public, her cheeks burning with pain. She clutched the handkerchief tightly in her hand, and as she turned around, a poisonous glint flashed in her eyes—Xie Qingli must die, and he must die in the excruciating pain of his intestines being ruptured.

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered Han Jun. It had been a long time since she had seen him. Oh, men in this world are ultimately unreliable. The Third Prince is like this, and so is Han Jun!

Over there, Jiang Muxue's dowry procession slowly emerged from the Marquis's Mansion gate, marching towards Jinxiu Street. Passersby stopped to watch wherever they passed. The servants all had rosy faces, their joyous demeanor didn't seem like a divorce, but rather more lively than an ordinary wedding.

Just as Xie Qingli was about to board the carriage, Leng Shuang came hurriedly approaching and whispered in her ear, "Miss, the person has been found. He is at the Yongchang pawnshop in the west of the city. I have already made arrangements and prepared a pretext. When I returned, the officials from the Dali Temple were already at the pawnshop's door."

Xie Qingli breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Fortunately, it was still not too late. She raised the corners of her lips slightly and chuckled, "Such an obvious case, a simple investigation will reveal the mastermind behind it. I just don't know when the Dali Temple will come to arrest him."

A rare smile appeared on Leng Shuang's stern face. "Don't worry, young lady. His Highness has already sent someone to pass on the message to the Dali Temple. I'm afraid that in less than an hour, the Marquis' Mansion will be bustling with activity."

Xie Qingli felt warm in her heart, thinking that Chu Yuncang had been away from Beijing for more than a month, and must be busy with government affairs after returning, but he still cared about her trivial matters. Having such an ally really made her feel at ease.

Her eyes flickered and she suddenly smiled, her voice carrying a hint of cunning: "How can we miss such a good show? Come on, let's stay in the Marquis' Mansion and wait and see the excitement." After that, she pulled Leng Shuang back to the Marquis' Mansion and headed straight for Li'an Garden.

Less than half an incense stick later, Dali Temple Shaoqing Peng Yan personally led a dozen yamen runners to the door. Although they were there to arrest someone, Xie Jingyuan was still holding the title of Jing'an Marquis, so Peng Yan handed over his name card in a proper manner.

Xie Jingyuan had just shaken off Xie Jingliang's entanglement, straightened his clothes and was about to go out when he suddenly saw a servant running in in a panic to report, and he was slightly startled.

He walked towards the front yard nervously, and ran into Xie Jingliang who had also received the news. The two looked at each other, and both secretly suspected that the other had done something bad outside, which attracted the Dali Temple runners to come to their door.

Arriving in the front hall, Xie Jingyuan's face suddenly changed when Peng Yan explained his purpose. He thought it must be that evil girl causing trouble. He suppressed his anger and said, "Master Peng, please understand. Our mansion is safe and sound. No one has been abducted, and no one has reported it to the authorities. I'm afraid someone is deliberately playing tricks on the authorities, and you've made this trip in vain."

Before he finished speaking, a clear voice came from outside the hall: "Master Peng, it was this servant who reported the position."

Everyone looked back and saw Xie Qingli and Leng Shuang walking into the hall.

She bowed to Peng Yanying and said, "Master Peng, my mother divorced me today and ordered me to return home to take care of the remaining matters. But when I arrived at the courtyard where my mother lived, it was completely deserted, including the maids and servants. I initially thought they had escaped, but after careful investigation, I discovered that someone had kidnapped them and was planning to sell them off."

She paused, her voice tinged with sorrow. "My mother is kindhearted. Considering these servants' years of service, she has decided to set them free." As she spoke, she pulled a stack of documents stamped with a red seal from her sleeve. "Even the documents for their release are ready. We just need to go to the government office to register them..."

Suddenly, her voice choked and trembled as she said, "Who would have thought that someone would not even give this little respect... If you hadn't arrived in time, these people would have... would have already..."

Seeing Xie Qingli's pitiful expression, Xie Jingyuan was furious and could no longer suppress his anger: "Evil creature! Stop your nonsense! When is it your turn to dictate the treatment of a few unruly servants in the Marquis' Mansion?"

Xie Qingli's body swayed slightly, and he took a half step back as if in disbelief, his voice trembling: "Father, those...those people are the servants that my mother brought from the Jiang family as dowry. Their deeds are in my mother's hands. The Marquis' Mansion has no right to sell them!"

Xie Jingyuan's face turned pale, and his finger, which was pointing at Xie Qingli, trembled continuously: "You...you..." After a long while, he squeezed out a sentence: "You are a traitor!"

Peng Yan coughed lightly upon seeing this, then calmly took the release document from Xie Qingli's hand, looked at it, and said in a deep voice, "My Lord, the manager of Yongchang Pawn Shop has confessed that he helped forge and resell the documents in exchange for money from the Marquis's Mansion."

He raised his eyes to look at Xie Jingyuan, his gaze sharp as a torch: "According to Article 324 of the Dongling Law, those who kidnap and sell innocent people shall be hanged immediately; those who buy and sell shall be punished with exile for 3,000 miles. If an official knowingly breaks the law..."

Upon hearing this, Xie Jingyuan's face turned pale as paper. He stumbled back half a step and said anxiously, "This matter...this matter is completely unknown to me."

Xie Jingliang stepped forward and said righteously, "Master Peng, please understand. I am completely unaware of this matter!"

As he spoke, his eyes met with Xie Jingyuan's, and they reached a tacit understanding in an instant.

"It must be that vicious woman An's doing!" Xie Jingyuan suddenly shouted, his fingers trembling slightly in his sleeves. "Over the years, she has been in charge of the household affairs of the Marquis' Mansion. She and Jiang have always been at odds. This bitch must be taking revenge for personal reasons and taking the initiative to deal with Jiang's old servant!"

Xie Jingliang immediately agreed, "That's right! This vicious woman assaulted me last month, killed my daughter, and allowed her men to embezzle the mansion's money. I had already divorced her. Later, she begged me desperately, and I took her back home because I felt my daughter had no one to take care of her. I didn't expect this vicious woman to go even further and commit such a heinous act!"

A hint of a sinister smile flickered across his eyes. Ever since the haunting of the mourning hall that night, Xuan'er's ghost hadn't appeared again. Instead, that foolish woman, An, had been vying for favors with the concubines, causing chaos in the mansion. Now, using this incident to get rid of this annoying, vicious woman, he could vacate the position of principal wife and marry a young, beautiful, and well-connected second wife. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Peng Yan coldly observed the brothers' behavior. How could he not know what they were planning? He said in a deep voice, "The Dali Temple handles cases based on hard evidence. You two gentlemen have pointed to An. Do you have any evidence?"