My Stepmother is Soft and Charming

A dozen people in black brocade uniforms appeared out of nowhere, and they all stepped forward to mention them as if they were ghosts.

The people in the third room were determined to struggle, but when they thought of the fate of Manager Qi Er, they spoke out and their anger was no longer as high as before.

They even looked at each other with regret, worried that Shang Ji would really silence them.

Ever since, after the guards dragged away the people from the third room, the entire Yunjin Courtyard became much quieter.

Shangshiro's forehead was covered with big drops of sweat.

He had stayed in Sui'an City in Taiping for a long time, and he had long forgotten that his sixth brother was a well-spoken general.

If their father is really gone, how difficult it will be for them to survive under Shang Ji.

So, he calmed down and said.

Sixth brother, don't be angry. Third uncle is an elder after all, so it's not good for him to do anything like this.

Now you remember that the elders from the third bedroom are here? Aren't the fifth bedroom also the elders? Weren't they kicked out by Mrs. Wei and Aunt Jiao with their hands and feet tied up? Why didn't you come out to complain for them at that time? ?”

Shang Silang was robbed by Shang Ji and couldn't reply a word.

Seeing that her son was deflated, Mrs. Wei couldn't sit still, so she diverted the fire and spoke to Du Jingyi.

Rokuro's wife, please forgive your husband's thoughts. We are a family and there is no need for such a tense situation.

Du Jingyi, who was suddenly called, immediately coughed a few times and said as if he was too fragile to take care of himself.

General... I don't dare to... dare to refute what the general says.

She said a few words intermittently, and I don't know if she thought she was going to faint in the next second.

Mrs. Xing covered her smile with a handkerchief, fearing that others would see her pleasure.

And the impression of Du Jingyi in my heart was also a little better. It was really good for someone who was obviously fine yesterday to be so seriously ill today.

Xing Zhao looked back and forth between the few people, eager to see something fishy.

Seeing her acting like this, Mrs. Wei really didn't know what to say for a while.

It was Shang Ji who spoke first.

There is a medicine in the army that is very effective in treating sword and arrow wounds. I have ordered someone to apply it on my father. The doctor also said that he will wake up after sleeping for a while, so there is no need to worry too much.

On the contrary, there are gangsters who dare to assassinate the imperial minister at the emperor's feet. He is impatient to live. The people from the Gyeonggi Division have already captured the person. I will go to interrogate myself later to see if there is someone behind it!

When the words someone in charge came out, Grandma Jiao's eyes became panicked.

But he lowered his head and did not dare to let outsiders see him.

Although what she did was flawless, there was still one move missing. She never expected that the man would miss and be captured.

She wasn't looking for a dead soldier, so she might reveal the matter in a few moments.

Although the man had never seen his true appearance, it was hard to tell.

Mrs. Wei had the same idea as her, so she asked.

Are you sure it was the person caught by the Gyeonggi Division?

What's the matter? Mrs. Wei wants to have a few words with her parents?

Shang Ji's mouth seemed to be open today, very sharp, and every sentence hit Mrs. Wei's heart.

Her natal brother is the deputy commander of the Gyeonggi Division. If the assassin really falls into his hands, there is still some room for maneuver.

However, she would naturally not say that at the moment.

I don't understand what Rokuro is talking about. Since he has been arrested, you must interrogate him carefully to see if there is any behind-the-scenes instigation!

When she said this, she looked confident, but in fact she felt guilty.

Shang Ji stared at her as if he was staring at some prey, with a mocking expression on his lips.

For a moment, Mrs. Wei was very confused.

Just as the two were confronting each other, suddenly some people broke in from outside, wearing armor. At a glance, they knew they were from the Gyeonggi Division.

They rushed in rashly, which shocked everyone.

The leader saw Shang Ji as soon as he entered the door. Without saying anything, he stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

I've met the general.

Um.

His status among all generals is very high, and no one would think that he is someone who relies on enjoying the glory of his father's generation.

Therefore, he was the first person to be greeted when he came in, and then he saluted to the others.

The Duke's wife has been offended. General Mo is here today to discuss the assassination of the Duke in the street.

Mrs. Wei's heart was in turmoil, but her face still looked worried.

How's the situation? We caught the person who did it, right?

Well, the man was captured on the spot. I thought this matter was unusual, so I escorted him over personally. If the Duke's office wants to handle it on its own, then leave the man behind. If there is going to be a scene, then the general will take him with him. Return to the Gyeonggi Division for interrogation!

The commander spoke eloquently and explained the situation clearly in a few sentences.

Leave.

Of course I have to stay.

Shang Ji and Mrs. Wei spoke at the same time, but their meanings were different.

Mrs. Wei wanted to keep the assassin because she wanted to hinder him, for example, to make him die without evidence.

But Shang Ji wanted to keep that person, just to show Mrs. Wei.

With his ability to interrogate the killer, he probably wouldn't have to wait until nightfall to find out everything.

When the commander saw the two people in charge in the Duke's mansion speaking in unison, he was secretly relieved.

Fortunately, he didn't take the person away arbitrarily, otherwise if some unknown secret was revealed, he would be the one to take the blame.

So, he waved his hand.

I saw someone from the Gyeonggi Division picking up a man and throwing him in front of the hall. His whole body was tied tightly and a piece of cloth was stuffed in his mouth.

When Grandma Jiao saw the man, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and then turned sideways, not daring to look directly at him for fear of being recognized.

Du Jingyi, who had been silent until now, suddenly said something sharply.

Isn't Grandma also sick? Why are you sweating all over?

Hearing what Du Jingyi said, Grandma Jiao felt itchy with hatred.

The more he tried to hide, the more she caught him out, so he deliberately lowered his voice and spoke.

Thank you, Madam, for your concern. The old slave is indeed a little uncomfortable, but it doesn't matter. It's more important to serve Madam.

Mama Jiao is really a loyal servant. Even in such a situation, she still wants to serve Mrs. Wei wholeheartedly. It's really admirable!

It’s a double entendre, and anyone who knows it will understand.

Mrs. Wei narrowed her eyes and looked at Du Jingyi, trying to find out something, but even though Mrs. Wei stared right through her, she couldn't get any answer.

Instead, Du Jingyi looked at the struggling man on the ground and said with a sad face.

Is this the father-in-law he assassinated? The Duke's government had no grudge against him, so why did he do this? Could it be that someone paid him to kill him? The general must investigate carefully.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she frightened Grandma Jiao even more and sent chills down her back.