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Xia Muxin seized the opportunity and immediately interrupted, determined to uproot the issue and bring peace and justice to the villagers of Daimiao Village.
"This..."
Xia Muxin's question left Zhao Qiushui at a loss. After all, she had grown up in comfort, never knowing the hardships of farming. Moreover, in Daimiao Village, she had always been targeted by Xia Muxin. Although it was He Cong and Wang Shoucai who conspired against her this time, if it weren't for Xia Muxin, she wouldn't have pushed He Cong's concubine into the water, leading to her death. Thus, Xia Muxin was indirectly the culprit.
"Also, is it illegal for me to dig a fish pond on my own land and run a Brick Factory?"
Seeing Zhao Qiushui stammering without a coherent response, Xia Muxin's expression turned cold and somewhat aggressive.
"Hmph, how could someone as poor as you afford to buy land?"
As Xia Muxin's imposing demeanor intensified, Su Rong grew displeased and coldly mocked her. Not only him, but eighty percent of the court would believe that Shen Muhan was financially supporting Xia Muxin. After all, how much capability could a rural girl with such a small frame possess?
Furthermore, buying land was not something that could be resolved with just a few coins.
"The innocent will clear their names while the guilty will remain stained. Gold will always shine. If you wish to tarnish my reputation, I think you're not worthy. Besides, regardless of whether I can fill my stomach or not, whoever gives me money does so willingly. If you have the ability, let someone in your family do the same. And it's not your money I'm spending; why are you so concerned? You're just worrying over nothing."
With those few measly coins of yours, I wouldn't even want to spend them...
Su Rong never expected Xia Muxin to be so bold as to confront him in front of all the officials and insult him with her words. He was so furious that his beard seemed to bristle.
However, Xia Muxin spoke with such confidence that she didn't feel she was in the wrong at all; her eyes held nothing but disdain—raw and unfiltered disdain.
Su Xiuning bit her lip, harboring intense hatred for Xia Muxin in her heart but keeping her composure. She wrapped her arm around Su Rong's and spoke softly:
"Grandfather, don't stoop to her level. Calm down; she’s just an ignorant frog at the bottom of a well."
Su Rong snorted lightly through her nose, turning her head to the side, refusing to look at Xia Muxin.
Xia Muxin had no intention of looking at her either. Ignoring Su Xiuning's sarcasm, she paused for a moment before kneeling down properly. After bowing her head, she spoke earnestly:
"Your Majesty, I have a humble request. I hope you can send a few upright officials to those remote and impoverished areas to see what they have been reduced to. The fields are being contracted at low prices by local bullies, and the common people are suffering greatly. If they encounter natural disasters, none of the funds allocated by the court reach the hands of the people. When winter comes, countless citizens starve or freeze to death. A prosperous populace leads to a stable nation; a wealthy citizenry strengthens the country. Outside the city gates, there is no telling how many bones lie buried beneath piles of petitions..."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Weiran's face turned pale, and his body trembled slightly. What was Xia Muxin really thinking?
Tian Ming Rui had only just ascended the throne a few months prior and had yet to settle matters within the court. He was even less informed about the remote mountain villages. At this moment, after listening to Xia Muxin's words, his brows furrowed tightly enough to crush a fly. If he remembered correctly, last year's heavy snowfall had frozen many villages, and he had ordered substantial charitable donations at that time. Now, seeing all the ministers bowing their heads in silence, he began to understand the situation better. He slammed his hand on the Dragon Table and said in a deep voice:
"Ministers, recommend a few individuals for me. Who should handle this matter?"
He gestured for Xia Muxin to rise and believed her words wholeheartedly. If there were any falsehoods, Shen Muhan would never allow anyone to slander a good official.
At this declaration from the emperor, all the ministers were taken aback, each pushing the responsibility onto one another without daring to speak up.
Everyone knew that the Regent was well aware of this internal situation; now, they dared not favor anyone.
"Your Majesty, why not let me go in plain clothes?"
Just as everyone hesitated and felt anxious, Wei Jianxu suddenly stepped forward and bowed respectfully, volunteering himself.
"Granted. Is there anyone else?"
The Wei family had always been one of the royal family's most trusted allies. General Wei was loyal and clear-cut in matters of public and private affairs. Having several talented children who excelled in both literature and martial arts made Tian Ming Rui feel at ease with Wei Jianxu going. However, one person would not be enough; he asked again.
Meanwhile, Zhao Qiushui's matter was set aside. Zhao Weiran did not dare to speak up at this moment either; he grabbed Zhao Qiushui, who was about to cause a scene, giving her a warning glance. Zhao Qiushui understood that this situation was serious and immediately swallowed her words.
"Let me go."
Shen Muhan suddenly spoke up, causing Zhao Weiran to tremble, his legs nearly giving way as he almost collapsed to the ground.
Tian Ming Rui looked at him helplessly. It wasn't that he wanted to go; he just wanted to escape the court to enjoy a world for two. If he was to leave, he should at least tell me where my wife is...
However, even if he opposed Shen Muhan today, it would be futile, for no one in this court could truly confine him.
"You cannot go yet."
Suddenly, a commanding voice rang out. Everyone turned towards the sound and knelt in unison.
"We pay our respects to the Retired Emperor."
"Rise."
The Retired Emperor, Tian Haoye, slowly entered the Golden Throne Hall, followed by a white-haired, white-browed, and white-bearded Father-in-law. The Father-in-law held a whisk in his right hand and bent slightly as he followed.
Dressed casually in a deep brown robe adorned with cloud patterns, with hair turning gray and sharp eyes that were particularly piercing, he scanned the court with a serious expression before finally fixing his gaze on Xia Muxin.
Xia Muxin showed no fear; she lifted her chin and met his deep gaze head-on. Her eyes were as clear as a still mirror, devoid of any impurities. This surprised Tian Haoye, who thought to himself that she was quite an unflappable and clever woman.
Shen Muhan pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration—another Old Immortal had arrived...
"Father, what brings you here?"
Tian Ming Rui had now put away his playful demeanor, approaching respectfully from the dragon throne with a wary expression. His gaze kept darting towards Shen Muhan, blinking rapidly.
After locking eyes with Xia Muxin for a moment, Retired Emperor Tian Haoye lowered his gaze. He then glanced at the kneeling and weeping figures on the ground, their wrinkled faces deepening with concern. His expression turned to one of disappointment as he looked at Tian Ming Rui, who was still casting glances at Shen Muhan. With a stern voice, he said:
"Look at you, do you still have any semblance of imperial authority? If I hadn't come today, would there have been bloodshed in the Golden Throne Hall?"
"Father, you must be tired from your journey. Please, take a seat," Tian Ming Rui replied, rubbing his nose. He felt wronged by the scolding but chose not to argue back. Deep down, he grumbled to himself, wondering how this could be his fault. Wasn't it the mess left behind by others? Who among them truly cared for the court, only scheming and seeking personal gain?
Seeing a Court Lady bringing over a chair, he quickly stepped forward to assist him and respectfully said.
Once seated, Tian Ming Rui thought about dismissing the civil and military officials. If this continued, he would truly become a laughingstock of an emperor.
"I know you are concerned about the bonds of brotherhood here; today I will take charge of this matter. Rui Er, issue an edict for marriage immediately."
Tian Ming Rui's small schemes had long been anticipated by the Retired Emperor. Before he could act, the Retired Emperor spoke up.
"Marriage... marriage... marriage?"
Upon hearing this, Tian Ming Rui closed his eyes and hesitated before asking again.
"Yes, the Su family's daughter is virtuous and talented; she is perfectly matched with Regent Shen Muhan. Why not seize this great opportunity to arrange this joyous occasion sooner rather than later?"
Tian Haoye felt no sense of impropriety in his words. Moreover, Su Rong was his mentor; once a teacher, always a father figure. He had never asked anything of him before, so this was indeed a rare occasion.
Besides, he had watched both children grow up; they were a handsome couple and truly well-matched.
"I thank you, Retired Emperor," Tian Ming Rui replied.
"Your Majesty, I thank you on behalf of the Retired Emperor."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ones most delighted were the Su Family. Su Rong and his son quickly knelt down to express their gratitude, while Su Xiuning shyly glanced at Shen Muhan for a moment before bowing her head in thanks.
Damn it, having a powerful backer makes all the difference. Do you think you're the Emperor, able to marry off whoever you want and give away whoever you please?
Xia Muxin was infuriated by this sudden betrothal. Her eyes darkened; it seemed like trouble was brewing again. Zhao Qiushui was left unattended, and the entire court had paused to focus on this marriage decree.
Tian Ming Rui's mouth twitched as he glanced at the silent Shen Muhan. He swallowed hard and said, "Father... this is inappropriate. The Regent has already made a promise to Miss Muxin. If we proceed like this, won't we be breaking apart a pair of lovebirds?"
He needed to resolve this before Shen Muhan lost his temper. If he pushed Shen Muhan too far, he might end up like Mu Qing, who left and never returned. Then what would happen with Jiao Jiao...
Sigh, it's always the case that the emperor is calm while the eunuchs are anxious; this is driving him crazy.
"Your Majesty, I am willing to be a minor consort. As long as I can marry Brother Muhan, I will do anything. I only ask that Your Majesty issues the decree."
Seeing Tian Ming Rui speak up for Xia Muxin, Su Xiuning's gaze shifted. Her eyes were misty with shyness as she trembled slightly when looking at Xia Muxin, seemingly very afraid.
"Ning'er, tell me—did this wild girl do something to you?"
Su Rong pulled Su Xiuning's arm sharply and asked coldly.
With the Retired Emperor backing them today, even if the Shen Family was unwilling, they had no choice but to accept this marriage proposal. Even if the entire court united against them, they could not overturn the alliance between the Shen and Su families.
You must understand my good intentions...
"Ah... it hurts..."
With just a gentle tug from Su Rong, Su Xiuning's entire body fell to the ground, her mouth trembling in pain, making her look pitiful and evoking deep sympathy.
Su Xiuning, known as the most beautiful woman in the capital, was famous throughout the land. Moreover, she carried herself with grace and poise, and her talents were widely praised. She had been the center of attention at several grand palace banquets, making other young ladies envious.
However, after only two days at the Shen Family, she appeared significantly haggard and had become timid. To make matters worse, for the sake of a man, she had sacrificed her own dignity. A daughter of a prime minister's family willingly became a concubine and was defeated by a rough country girl.
Who would believe such a story?
Looking at this country girl, she had no real skills but was quite adept with her words, almost turning the dead into the living and vice versa. It was no wonder that the Regent treated her so indulgently; her tongue could charm and please anyone.
Just moments ago, hadn't the emperor almost spoken out? It was merely a matter of shamelessness and losing one's virtue before marriage.
This only heightened Su Rong and Suo Ao's suspicions about Su Xiuning. They both publicly lifted Su Xiuning's sleeves, revealing her arms covered in bruises—none of which were intact—and it was evident that these marks were caused by a woman's nails.
"Please, Your Majesty, help my daughter."
Seeing this, Suo Ao was also in tears.
Over the years, he had regarded Su Xiuning as his own daughter. The glory she brought him was immeasurable; he was often praised by the Empress Dowager, making his colleagues envious. His position as prime minister was hard-earned, and she played an indispensable role in that success. Now, witnessing his beloved child being harmed like this—how could he not feel pain and anger?
"Ning'er, don't be afraid. Who is so heartless to treat you this cruelly? Just speak up; even if the emperor does not intervene, the benevolent Retired Emperor will stand up for us."
Su Rong wiped his eyes and encouraged Su Xiuning.
"Grandfather, Father... I... it was my own carelessness..."
Seeing this, Su Xiuning trembled even more, her gaze timidly darting towards Zhaoxia Muxin. When Xia Muxin looked at her, she immediately shifted her eyes away, speaking in a stammering voice filled with fear.
"Lord An Ding, the person was injured in your household. Don't you all know about it?"
Noticing that no one from the Shen Family spoke up, Tian Haoye directed his accusations towards Shen Yu.
"Your Majesty, the Retired Emperor, Xiuxiu was abducted yesterday while at the Moon Elder Temple. After being rescued, she has remained in her room and hasn't come out."
Upon hearing this, Shen Yu reported truthfully. He felt guilty for their negligence, but that did not implicate Han Er's lifelong matters.
"Ning'er went to the Moon Elder Temple, but Han Er and that woman also went there. Why wasn't that woman abducted? Moreover, last night I heard Ning'er say that those people were after Han Er. Logically, they shouldn't have taken Ning'er, who wasn't even by Han Er's side..."
As soon as Shen Yu finished speaking, Su Rong quickly interjected. Although he didn't articulate his thoughts clearly, the implication was evident: those people had come for Shen Muhan but had instead captured Su Xiuning, who was neglected by him, rather than Xia Muxin, who was always by his side. This situation made no sense at all.
"Regent, in public and in private, Su Xiuning is a young lady of Su Family Manor and your cousin. Don't you care about her safety at all? Besides, she's a living person who stayed at your house for two days and ended up like this. If someone didn't know better, they might think your family abuses guests."
This back-and-forth left Tian Haoye feeling exasperated, so he directly posed the question to Shen Muhan.
"My Shen Family only welcomes those who should be welcomed. If someone is uncomfortable staying here, they can leave immediately."
Shen Muhan had been watching the drama unfold with his arms crossed. As long as Xia Muxin wasn't endangered, he couldn't be bothered to speak up. However, Su Xiuning had gone to such extremes as to harm herself in hopes of gaining his attention?
Indeed, the bloodline of the Ouyang Family was still so filthy; it was a wonder that her uncle doted on her so much. Sooner or later, this woman would ruin the Su Family.
"Your Majesty, this is Xia Muxin's method. I have been treated this way by her before; look at you all."
At this moment, Zhao Weiran shot a glance at Zhao Qiushui. He only wanted to stall Shen Muhan; as long as he could hold him back for a moment longer, he would have time to clean up and destroy all evidence.
Zhao Qiushui, aware of her father's temperament, cast a cold glance at Xia Muxin. She then rolled up her sleeves, revealing her pitifully injured arms to everyone present.
Her wounds were nearly identical to those of Su Xiuning, both caused by nails. However, her injuries were inflicted by those jealous women in that damned place. During that time, she felt as if she were living in hell, serving clients day and night while also dealing with the crazed competition for favor. Not only her arms but her entire body bore the marks of torment; after all, the methods those men employed to torture her were endless, deriving pleasure from her pain...
The onlookers stared in disbelief at Xia Muxin, their eyes filled with incredulity.
They had not expected such a seemingly shrewd woman to possess a heart as venomous as a snake's. It seemed the Regent had been deceived by this coarse girl.
It was often said that beauty brings disaster, but this was not merely beauty; it was equally formidable...
Suddenly, Xia Muxin laughed lightly, appearing relaxed. Her eyes, clear as crescent moons, turned toward Shen Muhan. With a playful raise of her brow, she mischievously asked:
"Uncle, what should we do?"
Shen Muhan smiled back lazily, like a pampered cat, and replied affectionately:
"Just the same."
As soon as Shen Muhan finished speaking, Xia Muxin flicked her sleeve and surveyed the entire hall. Spotting the Tea Table behind the civil and military officials, she yanked it toward Shen Muhan's waist. The soft sword slipped from his side with a sharp sound. Then, holding the soft sword in hand, Xia Muxin approached the Tea Table. With a twist of her wrist, the table shattered into pieces. She then lifted one of its legs and brought it crashing down onto Zhao Qiushui.
Zhao Qiushui was stunned by the blow and immediately let out a shrill cry. However, Xia Muxin had no intention of letting her off easily; she continued to strike—on her back, waist, and hands—until finally bringing it down on her head.
Zhao Qiushui clutched her head and scrambled around in panic, crawling and screaming until the leg of the Tea Table struck her head. She collapsed to the ground, her screams gradually fading away as she curled up into a ball, too frightened to make another sound.
Bang...
Xia Muxin dropped the leg of the Tea Table and adjusted her sleeves. She glanced at everyone present and coldly declared:
"Did you see that? This young lady never uses her nails to pinch people. If I want to hit someone, I need a proper weapon. Of course, if someone were to lend me an axe, I bet you would enjoy the show even more. The more pain my opponent feels, the more meaningful my strike becomes."
What a fierce woman...
The crowd's first reaction was to take a few steps back, stunned by the whole scene. Even now, they had forgotten to stand up for Zhao Qiushui.
Zhao Weiran was also dumbfounded at this moment, completely forgetting what she intended to do.
Shen Muhan, however, blinked at Xia Muxin and added fuel to the fire:
"Muxin, why has everyone in the capital suddenly become so kind? It should be like last time when we punished that wicked landlord—after beating him, we should throw him into the latrine for three days. Oh, by the way, your Wine-Pickled Fish would be a great addition; soaking it in there would probably make it even better. There are plenty of sharp fish bones in there; drizzling some hot oil on top would probably fry it up nicely!"
Upon hearing this, the ministers were horrified, looking at Xia Muxin and Shen Muhan as if they were monsters, and they dared not speak further.
Xia Muxin felt countless black lines forming on her forehead.
Uncle, are you questioning the quality or flavor of my Wine-Pickled Fish by comparing it to a latrine? Shen Muhan caught her scrutinizing gaze but merely scratched his nose and lowered his head.
Xia Muxin could clearly see the slight curve of his lips...
However, despite her inner rebuttal, she did not voice it. Instead, she turned her attention to the terrified Su Xiuning, who was huddled with her head down in silence. Then she faced Tian Haoye:
"Retired Emperor, my sister said that she will play small while the commoner plays big. So will this marriage be granted or not?"
- End of Chapter -
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