Female Supremacy and Rise to Power: Lin Shu's Imperial Examination Adventures

At the entrance of the imperial prison.

The constable kindly reminded them that if they had money, they should quickly use their connections to get someone to ransom them, which might save them some trouble.

Seeing the words 'Heavenly Prison' above the iron gate, are they not going to interrogate me, but just lock me up?

Thinking of this, the chubby boy flew into a rage, almost ready to jump up and hit someone:

"Where is the prefect of Mengzhou? Summon him to see me!"

The constables thought they were trying to cause trouble, so they planned to arrest them. But their mediocre skills were so poor that they couldn't even hold their own against Xu Jingyun, let alone arrest anyone.

Finally, having no other choice but to go and report to them, and seeing their distinguished demeanor, he reluctantly went to inform them.

Prefect Du was a smart man. After hearing the report, he asked a lot of questions and realized that this might cause trouble. However, he thought that he was the highest-ranking official in Mengzhou Prefecture and that it should be easy to resolve.

Unexpectedly, she has met her match this time.

Inside the government office.

Prefect Du's hands trembled slightly as he repeatedly wiped the dense sweat from his forehead with the handkerchief in his hand.

She knew perfectly well that these people in front of her were all influential figures with powerful backgrounds, and that she, a mere prefect, could not afford to offend them.

She forced a smile, her facial muscles stiff, and said cautiously:

"Seventh Prince, I was unaware that you and your gentlemen were here. I have failed to greet you properly." The voice was full of flattery and fear.

Feng Yu sat to the side, eating pastries and sipping tea. When he heard Prefect Du's words, he pouted and turned his head away arrogantly, not even looking at her.

The others also remained indifferent, ignoring Prefect Du's obsequious smiles.

Finally, Ji Heng stood up with a slight smile. Every move he made was extremely elegant, and his demeanor exuded the air of a young master from a prominent family.

He calmly and slowly recounted the events of the day in detail, emphasizing a key point: the prefect's second daughter, along with some spoiled brats, attempted to seduce the seventh prince.

His tone was calm, yet subtly threatening.

As for the rest, I believe Prefect Du is a smart man and should know what to do.

Upon hearing this, Prefect Du's face instantly turned extremely ugly, and he silently cursed his unfilial daughter in his heart.

After she finished scolding them, she quickly apologized to everyone again, but they still ignored her with cold faces.

Helpless, Prefect Du could only grit his teeth and, with a dark face, order his men to bring Du Juan and Su Yi over.

At this moment, Dujuan had just reattached her broken hand and was about to go play with her several adorable little servants when she heard her mother's summons.

She immediately looked impatient, feeling annoyed that her good time had been interrupted.

But when she heard that the summons was for what happened at the market that evening, her heart skipped a beat, and she knew in her heart that something was wrong. She knew that if her mother found out about this, a severe punishment would be inevitable.

At the entrance of the government office, Du Juan encountered Su Yi, who had also been summoned.

Both women looked distressed. Before Dujuan could even speak to them, she began to wail as soon as she entered, before she could even see them clearly:

"Mother! You have no idea, today my hand was broken by a few lowly people..."

"You unfilial daughter, shut up!" Prefect Du's expression changed drastically. He glanced quickly at Feng Yu and the others sitting in the hall, then angrily slapped Du Juan hard across the face.

The slap was extremely powerful, causing half of Du Juan's face to swell up instantly.

"Mother...!" Dujuan looked at her mother in disbelief.

Prefect Du hurriedly apologized: "Seventh Prince, gentlemen, my daughter is unruly, please forgive her."

Du Juan and Su Yi turned pale. The Seventh Prince! They had actually offended the Seventh Prince today!

This time, Feng Yu was quite accommodating and spoke up, but his words plunged Du Juan and Su Yi into an icy abyss:

“Since we know she’s unruly, we should teach her a lesson! Hmm… let’s start with fifty strokes of the cane!” His voice was clear and childish, yet it carried an undeniable decisiveness.

"This..." Upon hearing this, Prefect Du's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but want to plead for leniency.

Fifty strokes of the cane would leave even the healthiest person half-dead afterward.

Before she could speak, Feng Yu coldly continued:

"I, the prince, do not accept reconciliation. Moreover, she not only attempted to strike me, but also just now insulted me as a lowly commoner. If I am a lowly commoner, then what is my mother, the Empress?"

As Feng Yu spoke, she clapped the crumbs off her hands, puffed out her chest, and even brought up the current Empress Feng Han to intimidate others.

Prefect Du was so startled by his words that he hurriedly knelt down and begged for forgiveness: "This humble official is terrified..."

Finally, having no other choice, Prefect Du reluctantly ordered Du Juan to be dragged out and flogged.

Feng Yu glanced at Su Yi, who was kneeling timidly to the side, trying to make herself less noticeable, and rolled her eyes: "And that guy with the big gap tooth, let's beat him up too."

"what……"

"what……"

Soon, screams rose and fell, never ceasing.

Su's mother and her two husbands, worried about Su Yi, had just arrived when they saw their precious daughter being beaten while pinned to a bench.

Seeing this, the second husband of the Su family felt heartbroken and his eyes reddened. He rushed over without thinking, wishing he could take the beating for his daughter.

"Stop hitting her! Stop hitting her! My dear in-laws, what's wrong? Yi'er is still young and frail; she can't take this kind of beating!"

As he spoke, he looked at Prefect Du with pleading eyes, his tone full of anxiety and heartache, clearly referring to Prefect Du as his in-law.

Upon hearing this, Prefect Du's expression changed slightly, revealing a hint of displeasure. Although the two families had spoken about it, nothing was actually going to happen yet.

Then, with a grim expression, she recounted the events of the day in detail.

Upon hearing this, the second husband of the Su family turned deathly pale.

He knew Su Yi had gotten into trouble this time, but still held onto a sliver of hope. He quickly grabbed Su Yi's mother and, in front of Feng Yu and the others, made jokes and shamelessly knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for forgiveness.

"Please, esteemed guests, have mercy and spare Yi'er this time. Otherwise, I will kneel here and die..."

He kowtowed repeatedly, tears streaming down his face, his forehead hitting the ground with a dull thud.

Normally, when he throws a tantrum like this, others always give in to him, and he thought this time would be no exception.

Unfortunately, he miscalculated. None of them were not superiors; kneeling and kowtowing to servants was commonplace. Even Song Yun, seeing that his other brothers did not move, did not move either.

So when Lin Shu and Su Mu heard the news and brought Su's father to the scene, they saw a madman bowing repeatedly to his husband, looking extremely disheveled.

Before they could even speak, Su Erfulang looked at Su's father, who had followed them in, and said in a sharp voice, "Mu Xuan, you're not dead yet, what are you doing here?"

Mou Xuan is Su's father's name.

Su Erfulang had a bad feeling. Wasn't he supposed to be terminally ill? But when he saw Su Mu and Lin Shu beside him (he automatically ignored An Si), he suddenly laughed mockingly:

"Haha! So it's your good-for-nothing wife and son who's back! Are they here to freeload? I wonder what you have left to offer..."

Before he could finish speaking, several surprised and excited voices rang out at the opportune moment:

"My wife! / Lin Shu! / A-Shu~!..."

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