"Tell me about the situation that day. Why did my eldest brother conflict with Wang Rong?" Wen Jin asked.
The oiran glanced at her quickly and squatted there holding his knees, "The slave family didn't know...it was too chaotic at the time, and the slave family was being fought over and pushed..."
"Who is competing for it?" Wen Jin asked.
"By...those men." The oiran gasped.
Wen Jin looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile, "Why are you so nervous? I heard that my eldest brother clashed with Wang Rong to prevent you from being humiliated. Why should you be afraid of me?"
The oiran lowered his head and said: "The princess is a venerable person, and she is not angry but has authority."
"What did the governor come to see you for just now?" Wen Jin just guessed that the governor came to see the oiran. After all, there were more than just oirans in the women's prison.
But as soon as she tested it, the oiran immediately trembled and became even more nervous.
"Master Fu Yin is also asking about what happened that day."
"I remember that Fu Yin's son Pang Man was also present?"
"……yes."
The oiran nodded, his voice low.
"Pang Man instigated Gong Huo and caused disaster. The governor asked you to cover up the matter so as not to harm Pang Man?" Wen Jin speculated.
The oiran raised his head in shock, glanced at her quickly, and then quickly lowered his head.
"The slave family doesn't know what the princess said... The governor just asked as a matter of routine..."
"Do you know why my brother wants to defend you?" Wen Jin suddenly asked.
The oiran was slightly startled.
"It's not because you're beautiful. It's because of respect and empathy.
"He respects you. Although you sold yourself as a prostitute, you must have defended yourself when you were humiliated. What he saw was your struggle to not surrender.
"And he has also been humiliated, ridiculed, and fell into the quagmire because of his disabled legs... so he empathizes with your situation."
The oiran looked at Wen Jin blankly, listening to her gentle and determined voice... her eyes were slightly moist.
“Would you hurt someone who wants to help you in order to defend someone who humiliated you?
"What's the consequence of playing tricks on others? It's that if something like this happens again, no one will come forward.
"Because of that weakling, she willingly degraded herself and even helped those who bullied her. She did not fight for herself and was willing to fall into that situation."
After Wen Jin finished speaking, he stood up slowly.
She was about to leave when the oiran suddenly reached out and grabbed the hem of her clothes.
"It's Pang Man..." the oiran said with a trembling voice.
Wen Jin knelt down and said, "What did you say?"
"Pang Man gave me a banquet and paid a lot of money to treat me... I am the number one in Baihua House, so it is very expensive to go out. The price he gave me is far more than the salary of Fu Yin.
"Pang Man asked me to please Wang Rong, and asked me... to find ways to make the men at the drinking table jealous of me.
"So the slave family guessed that conflict was what Pang Man wanted. But they didn't expect Lord Wen to...save the slave family from being humiliated.
"Master Wen is very kind and takes care of the mood of the people at the table. He said that letting the slaves play the piano at the side would be elegant and not disappointing... Wang Rong already wanted to agree. But...
"But Pang Man said that men can do it, how can you just use your ears? You have to practice it to be really good... He also said that Mr. Wen can't do it, but Wang Rong must do it...
"A lot of people started making noises, and Wang Rong drank impulsively, and then..."
The oiran turned around and showed Wen Jin the injuries on her face and the torn corner of her mouth...
Wen Jin narrowed his eyes slightly...
Pang Man, this was not the first time she heard this name.
The oiran suddenly turned over and knelt down, kowtowing to Wen Jin seriously.
Wen Jin originally thought that she wanted to beg him to save her life.
"If I don't have the opportunity to see Mr. Wen again in this life, I would like to ask the princess to thank Mr. Wen on behalf of the slave family.
"The Nu family is originally a lady from an official family with a clean family background. Although my father is not a high official, he still has enough food and clothing.
"But since I fell into a brothel... I have seen all the warmth and coldness of the world, and my heart has long been frozen to death.
"But the way Lord Wen looks at Nujia... is different from those guests. It's neither covetous nor pity... You are right, it's respect. From Lord Wen's eyes, Nujia seems to see that he is still an official. When I was a young lady...
"Thank you Master Wen, and thank you Princess for waking up the slave family... If the slave family is greedy for life and afraid of death, it will harm Master Wen. Not only in this life, but also in the next life, the conscience will be uneasy..."
Wen Jin nodded, "When my elder brother saved you, he must have felt that you were worthy of his saving."
…
Night falls.
Wang Guoyi, the Minister of Justice, stumbled on his way home.
The moonlight stretched his figure.
Song Tao's words kept echoing in his ears, "Wang Rong was intentionally killed, and Wen Shengjun was also part of the conspiracy."
When he asked who plotted against his son.
Song Tao sneered, "Scheming against your son? No, you are the one being plotted against. I want you to taste the pain of losing your son, and I also want you to bite Wen Shengjun to death and not let go."
"It's no wonder you were plotted and used by others. You are really...an obedient dog."
"Ahhh!" Wang Guoyi punched the wall nearby to vent his anger.
Suddenly there was a long black shadow reflected on the wall.
"Shilang Wang."
Wang Guoyi turned back sharply.
When he saw the person coming, he immediately sobered up.
"His Royal Highness King Huai!" Wang Guoyi saluted with his back stiffened and sweating coldly.
"Follow me." Xiao Yuchen strode ahead.
Wang Guoyi was dripping with cold sweat... and followed behind in fear.
King Huai wouldn't want to kill him to silence him, would he?
After all, he also had the idea of killing Wen Shengjun today... If he killed Wen Shengjun, he would be prepared to sacrifice his life for him.
But if King Huai kills him... maybe it will shake the king at most?
"We're here, what are you thinking about?" King Huai's voice came from behind.
Wang Guoyi then turned around...he actually passed King Huai who had stopped and walked to the front.
He followed King Huai's gaze...
first floor?
Why did King Huai bring him to the first floor?
Could it be that he was going to kill his son at the place where he died?
Another scene where he could not bear the pain of losing his son and committed suicide in grief?
...Wang Guoyi took a breath of air. In this way, King Huai and even the title of king are secure!
Wang Guoyi was frightened by his imagination...he ran away!
Ji Feng and others suddenly appeared around him, and the guards formed a semi-surrounding posture, trapping him firmly in the middle.
Only Xiao Yuchen was standing near the first floor.
"My lord, what does this mean?"
"Come in with me."
Xiao Yuchen walked in front.
There was a seal on the door on the first floor. The guard stepped forward and opened the seal. Several people filed in and carefully lit a few candles.
"Why don't you come in? Don't you want to know how your son died?
"Do you want hatred? Or do you want the truth? If you kill Wen Shengjun, all you will get is hatred.
"But come in and you will see the truth behind your son's death."
Xiao Yuchen stood at the door and looked at him intently.
Wang Guoyi clenched his fists, and his whole body was alternately hot and cold...hatred, fear, desire...complicated emotions gripped him.
He listened to Xiao Yuchen's words by mistake, and walked up the steps step by step to the first floor.
Xiao Yuchen took him to the place where his son was pushed and fell.
"look……"
