"But Princess..." Prime Minister Wen hesitated.
Bai Zhi’er’s long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, gently blinking.
She looked at Prime Minister Wen, her soft voice was exceedingly clear and logical.
"Uncle Wen, if a noble from a prestigious family and a commoner are both injured, with the noble being more severely injured, and you are only able to take one person away, who would you take?"
"Would you save the noble purely for power? But if you take him away, and his injuries are too severe, leading to death, what then?"
"Every life should have the dignity of survival. A person’s life can end peacefully or in battle on the battlefield."
"But it should never be ended through being casually insulted and trampled upon, dying innocently without receiving proper justice."
Prime Minister Wen fell silent.
After a moment, he took a deep breath: "Your Highness, I will accompany you to investigate."
Bai Zhi’er immediately jumped off the chair.
Her watery eyes sparkled with light: "Uncle Wen, we will definitely be able to seek justice for Yang Liang’s brother and sister-in-law! Although there will undoubtedly be injustice in the world."
"But when encountering injustice, one should not obey it; instead, break it and use one’s own strength to speak out!"
After speaking, the little one stretched out her hand, tugged at Prime Minister Wen’s sleeve, and ran outside.
Prime Minister Wen followed with small steps, whispering, "Your Highness, I haven’t taken my official hat yet!"
Bai Zhi’er rode in Prime Minister Wen’s carriage to the suburb where Yang Liang’s brother and sister-in-law encountered Wei Zian.
They first went to the town’s government office.
Initially, the guard was quite impatient.
"A case from a year ago? The records might have been lost long ago, why inquire now, where were you back then!"
Prime Minister Wen furrowed his brow: "According to regulations, all records of the government office should be preserved for three years from the date of filing the case."
"Even when transferring them to higher authorities, it should be after the three-year period."
"It’s only been a year; how could the records be lost unless the government office neglected its duty and misplaced the case files!"
Prime Minister Wen spoke with an innate authority.
As Prime Minister, commanding all officials, his presence was not something that a small guard could afford to offend.
The guard re-evaluated Bai Zhi’er and Prime Minister Wen’s attire.
His tone lowered a bit yet still carried some defiance, asking, "Who are you? To check the records, you need approval from above; you can’t just walk in and say you want to check, treating the government office as some sort of place?"
Bai Zhi’er puffed her cheeks angrily.
She tugged Prime Minister Wen’s sleeve again: "Uncle, show your token, scare him to death!"
Prime Minister Wen reached directly into his sleeve and took out a Prime Minister Jade Token.
The character "Wen" was prominently visible.
Bai Zhi’er proudly raised her little head: "Prime Minister is investigating the case, yet you’re still hesitating! Drag him out and spank him!"
Prime Minister Wen cleared his throat lightly and rephrased gracefully: "Punish thirty strokes to serve as a warning to others."
The guard was shocked and was immediately dragged aside by the two guards accompanying the Prime Minister.
Bai Zhi’er and Prime Minister Wen stepped over the threshold and entered the government office.
The Steward, hearing the cries of the beaten guard, hurriedly whisked his robe and rushed out.
This time, Prime Minister Wen wasted no words and first showed the Jade Token, affirming his identity.
The Steward hurriedly kneeled: "I didn’t know the Prime Minister was visiting, I failed to greet you from afar, I beg for your forgiveness!"
Prime Minister Wen put away the Jade Token and coldly said: "I want to investigate the case from April last year in Fanjin Alley, where a person instructed house servants to beat a man to death, find it immediately." Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on NoveI★Fire.net