Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

"Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh~"

Several sounds of breaking through the air suddenly rang out. Before everyone could react, the servants had been hit by stones and fell to the ground, holding their heads and wailing.

Xie Jingliang's face suddenly changed, and he shouted sternly: "Who are you, you rat? How dare you act so wildly here?" His sinister eyes swept across the crowd, and the onlookers retreated one after another.

In the chaos, Doctor Tang had already squatted down nimbly, took out the medicine from the medicine box, and stopped the bleeding for the injured maid.

"Second uncle is so majestic!" A clear female voice came from inside the mansion.

Xie Qingli stepped out gracefully, her eyes piercing Xie Jingliang with a cold look: "Sister Rong'er's life is hanging by a thread, and Second Uncle is here to stop the doctor and hurt people. Could it be that Second Uncle is deliberately trying to end Sister Rong'er's life?"

Xie Jingliang's face turned pale as he shouted, "How dare you! You're just an unmarried girl, and you think you're qualified to point fingers at your elders?"

Xie Qingli parted her red lips and sneered, "Li'er naturally doesn't bother to ask about Second Uncle's affairs. But since this concerns Sister Rong'er's life, as her elder sister, I have to intervene today!"

Xie Jingyuan returned from court, only to find his path completely blocked. He lifted the curtain of his carriage and scanned the crowd in front of him with a heavy gaze, a vein throbbing faintly in his forehead: What are these troublesome people up to again? Hasn't the Marquis' Mansion lost face enough these days?

After the servants separated the crowd, he stepped onto the footstool and saw Xie Jingliang and Xie Qingli confronting each other in front of the mansion gate.

Xie Jingyuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he rushed forward in two steps, shouting angrily: "Evil girl, you are stirring up trouble again!"

Xie Qingli's eyes were cold, and a sneer played at the corner of his mouth. "Father, you are wise. Second Uncle, in order to curry favor with the rich and powerful, promised Sister Rong'er, who had just turned ten, to Minister Zhou, who was over fifty, as a concubine. Poor Sister Rong'er could not bear the humiliation, and a three-foot white silk hanging from the beam is now on the verge of death. Second Uncle stopped the doctor from entering the mansion to save her. For such a disrespectful act, father is blaming Li'er?"

Having his shameful scheme exposed in public was like being stripped of his clothes. Xie Jingliang's face flushed purple as he roared, "Xie Qingli, stop slandering me!"

Xie Qingli's eyes were deep, and he said slowly, "Oh? Could it be that Second Uncle is saying that the story of the Zhou family coming to propose marriage today, witnessed by the entire capital, was fabricated by Li'er?"

Seeing Xie Jingliang's pale face, Xie Jingyuan was speechless and said coldly, "Marriage is a matter of great importance. It has always been decided by parents and matchmakers. How can you, an unmarried girl, be so presumptuous here?!"

Xie Qingli's eyes were as cold as ice, and he sneered, "Father, since you know 'parents' orders', then I'd like to ask you, Rong'er's parents are still alive, and Second Uncle is just an uncle from the next room. How can he be qualified to interfere in other people's affairs?"

She met Xie Jingyuan's furious gaze and pressed him, "Third Uncle and Third Aunt clearly opposed this marriage, yet Second Uncle actually sent people to confine them in the courtyard. As the head of the family, was Father truly unaware of this, or was he deliberately covering it up? Or... had he already been in cahoots with Second Uncle?"

Xie Jingyuan was so angry that he was shaking all over, and his fingers were trembling as he pointed at Xie Qingli: "You, you, you are such a sharp-tongued evil girl!"

He swung his sleeves and shouted, "Come here! Take this disrespectful, unfilial fellow to the ancestral hall and punish him according to the family law!"

"Wait a minute!"

A deep voice came from the back of the crowd. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Dali Temple Minister Fan Yuan, dressed in crimson official robes, striding towards them with more than ten yamen runners.

Xie Jingyuan and Xie Jingliang were both startled and hurried forward to greet him.

Xie Jingyuan forced himself to remain calm and said, "I didn't know Lord Fan was coming in person. I'm so overwhelmed." He forced a smile, but his voice was a little stiff. "Didn't An already sign and plead guilty in that last case? How dare I trouble Lord Fan to come in person..."

Fan Yuan raised his hand to interrupt, his sharp eyes sweeping over Xie Jingliang. "Today, someone beat a drum to complain about their grievances, accusing the Marquisate of forcing their young daughter into marriage, which led to her hanging herself. This matter involves an official appointed by the imperial court, so I have no choice but to personally investigate."

Xie Jingliang then noticed Xie Jingwen behind Fan Yuan. He was struck by lightning and his voice suddenly rose: "Third brother?! Why are you here? You...you are not..."

"Thank you, sir!" Fan Yuan shouted sharply, "I'm busy with official duties and don't have time to listen to you brothers reminisce about the past!" He waved his hand and shouted, "Come here! Seal off all courtyards in the Marquisate immediately. No one is allowed to wander freely! Summon the coroner to examine the injured, and bring all those involved back to the Dali Temple for questioning!"

The yamen runners received the order and rushed into the mansion in a threatening manner.

Xie Jingyuan glared at Xie Jingliang and quickly stepped forward to stop Fan Yuan: "Master Fan, wait a minute! There must be a misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding?" Fan Yuan sneered, "Could it be that your family didn't force a ten-year-old girl to marry? According to the laws of our dynasty, a girl can only be engaged after she reaches the age of fifteen!"

Xie Jingyuan smiled awkwardly, "Master Fan, you'll understand. Rong is already eleven years old, and it'll only be a short while before she reaches the age of marriage... Besides, there are many cases of young women marrying off as children in our dynasty. Why are you singled out for this case?"

"Ridiculous! What's the difference between eleven and ten?" Fan Yuan shouted, his voice cold and gloomy. "Since someone is beating the drum to complain, I, an official who eats the emperor's salary, cannot sit idly by and watch you flout the law."

Xie Jingliang just woke up from his dream at this moment, stumbling forward and saying: "Master Fan, please have mercy! This marriage has been cancelled. I have not violated any laws..."

"It's too late!" Fan Yuan flicked his sleeves and said coldly, "Once the marriage certificate is signed, it is evidence of violation of the law. Lord Xie is an official appointed by the court, but he treats the royal law as a joke. If you let him go today, won't everyone follow suit in the future?"

In just half a cup of tea, the yamen runners had arrested all the maids and servants guarding the third room, and seized some physical evidence such as marriage certificates and engagement letters.

Fan Yuan casually flipped through the evidence, a cold glint in his eyes. "Thank you, sir. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to accompany me to the Dali Temple. As for the outcome of this case... naturally, I'll have to ask His Majesty for his wise judgment."

Xie Jingyuan watched Xie Jingliang being taken away, with dark currents surging in his eyes and his knuckles clenched until they turned white.

He was just thinking about how to deal with the treacherous Third House family when Xie Jingwen showed up. He was hunched over, his voice trembling, "Brother, I really had no choice in what happened today. I can no longer bear to stay in this mansion... We are moving out today."

Before he could finish his words, Xie Jingyuan suddenly grabbed the teacup on the table and slammed it towards Xie Jingwen. The porcelain cup, engulfed in a fierce wind, struck Xie Jingwen squarely on the forehead. Xie Jingwen didn't dodge, and blood immediately flowed down his face, making it look as pale as paper.

"Good, very good!" Xie Jingyuan laughed in anger, his words icy, "Mother raised you with great difficulty, and now you've grown so independent that you're not only accusing your brother, but you're also trying to divide the family? This small mansion truly can't support a giant like you!"

He approached with a stern look and said in a cold voice, "Since that's the case, hand over all the land and shops you own! Don't even think about taking a single needle or thread from the mansion!"

Xie Jingwen felt a mixture of guilt and pain in his heart, and he naturally agreed: "Yes, big brother! Apart from my wife's dowry, we won't take a penny from the rest."

That day, Xie Jingwen, accompanied by Xing and the "sick" Xie Qingrong, bid farewell to Old Madam Xie and Xie Jingyuan, and found an inn to stay.