Chapter 337: Trouble
Marquis Cheng’an has been arrested and thrown into prison.
He pounded on the prison door, yelling and shouting, not even stopping when the officials handling the case appeared.
“I am Marquis Cheng’an. The current Chen Fei is my sister-in-law, and the National Guardian General is our relative by marriage. Do you dare imprison me?”
The Minister of the Ministry of Justice said indifferently, “Marquis, our Ministry has seen many nobles, even members of the imperial family, but it’s the first time we’ve met someone as brazen as you. Marquis, you are not here as a guest; you are here to undergo our examination.”
“What crime have I committed?” Marquis Cheng’an’s gaze was sharp as a knife.
“Does the Marquis not know?” said the Minister, pulling out a handkerchief with a blood letter written on it. “Someone claims you falsely accused a loyal minister, causing the wrongful death of former Minister of War Mr. Zhou, leading to the Zhou Family member dying unjustly on the path of exile. Marquis, your memory doesn’t seem great; do you not remember who Mr. Zhou was? Mr. Zhou belonged to your original wife’s family, your father-in-law.”
“Nonsense, this is slander.” Marquis Cheng’an’s face changed drastically, “Where did this blood letter come from? If there was truly an injustice, such a blood letter wouldn’t have taken so many years to surface.”
“This blood letter was provided by your biological son, Zhou Wangshu,” said the Minister of the Ministry of Justice. “The former Minister of War Mr. Zhou’s former subordinates found Zhou Wangshu and reported the grievances in every detail to him. Xiao Zhou personally brought the blood letter into the palace. The Emperor has ordered a thorough investigation into the incident back then, demanding the truth be restored. Marquis, if you don’t want to suffer, you’d better cooperate.”
Marquis Cheng’an was stunned to hear that this evidence was provided by Zhou Wangshu. He sat there in shock, staring blankly ahead.
“No, something’s wrong, it shouldn’t be like this; Wang Shu has been used. He’s lost his memory, and someone with intent used this fact to deliberately stir up our relationship. I need to see my son; go tell him to come see me,” Marquis Cheng’an said loudly.
“We will inform Xiao Zhou, but whether he will come to see you, I cannot say. Before that, let’s talk about Mr. Zhou’s matters!” said the Minister of the Ministry of Justice. “The Emperor is also waiting for results. Marquis, it’d be best if you don’t waste time and cooperate.”
Zhou Wangshu was in the garden with Su Yaoguang, picking flowers. He placed the picked flowers in Su Yaoguang’s hair and kissed her forehead.
“This flower looks even more beautiful because of my wife.”
Su Yaoguang picked a flower and pinned it on Zhou Wangshu too.
Zhou Wangshu was wrong; the flowers in this garden became dazzling because of him.
In fact, sometimes liking beauty is a kind of blessing. Like her, she likes beauty, so she found such a handsome man, Zhou Wangshu, to be her husband.
The couple was there, lovingly entangled, but unfortunately, someone rudely interrupted their sweet time.
“Su Yaoguang, Zhou Wangshu, come out here…” Mrs. Tang stormed in.
Zhou Wangshu said to Su Yaoguang, “You head back inside first, I’ll handle this.”
Su Yaoguang nodded, and led her two maids inside.
When Mrs. Tang stormed in, she only saw Zhou Wangshu standing not far away. Zhou Wangshu just stood there, his cold eyes staring icily at her.
At that moment, Mrs. Tang felt a bit timid.
However, she remembered her concubine sister in the palace and regained her courage, striding over.
“Zhou Wangshu, your father has been taken to the Ministry of Justice, and as his son, you’re not trying to get him out, but staying here among flowers and loving moments. If your father suffers any mishaps, the title of Cheng’an Hou Mansion will be gone, too, and you’ll get nothing,” Mrs. Tang roared.
“Is the title of Cheng’an Hou Mansion something rare?” Zhou Wangshu said indifferently, “Do you think everyone covets this title?”
“Zhou Wangshu, what do you mean by this?” Mrs. Tang glared coldly at him, “Didn’t you return to Cheng’an Hou Mansion to inherit the title?”
“I am the legitimate eldest son of the Cheng’an Hou Mansion. Even if I am to inherit the title, it’s rightful. However, I really don’t covet this title. I returned to settle accounts for those who died unjustly, to clear old scores one by one, to see how many lives you and your spouse’s hands are stained with.”
“What do you mean by this?” Mrs. Tang looked at Zhou Wangshu in horror.
“Haven’t you guessed it?” Zhou Wangshu looked at Mrs. Tang, “I haven’t lost my memory.”