After Wei Zian faced the law, the court posted an imperial list, reprimanding the various evil deeds he committed in life.
Feng Fuce took the judgment from the Ministry of Justice to show to Yang Liang in prison.
Yang Zhuang was his brother, and in seeking justice for Yang Zhuang, Yang Liang endured much hardship.
But in the end, having no one to turn to, he was forced into a dead end.
Yang Liang originally planned to perish together with Wei Zian, hoping to drag him along in death to avenge his brother.
But unexpectedly, there came a day when Wei Zian’s wrongdoings were justly dealt with by law!
Yang Liang read the judgment with its black letters on white paper several times back and forth.
His hands trembled slightly, his bloodshot eyes teared up.
"Good... good, finally dead, my brother and sister-in-law can now rest in peace."
Chu Ping reached out and took the judgment back.
And said sternly, "Wei Zian’s matter is settled, but your attempt to harm others on the Martial Arts Training Ground, though unsuccessful, still leaves you with your own crimes to bear."
"The Ministry of Justice will judge, it’s estimated you won’t escape thirty lashes, and also a squeezing punishment."
Feng Fuce stood not far off, hands clasped behind his back, head lowered, watching an orange cat eating minced meat from a dish on the ground.
Yang Liang exclaimed excitedly, "As long as Wei Zian faces justice, even if I were to die, I would have no regrets!"
After saying this, he knelt abruptly towards Feng Fuce’s direction.
Then immediately kowtowed three times with resounding thuds.
"Marquis, your great kindness, I, Yang Liang, have nothing to repay, willing to be a horse or cattle, to repay the marquis’ grace!"
Feng Fuce turned his gaze slightly, looking at him lightly.
"No need, the person willing to seek justice for you is the Princess; I merely resolved this matter on her behalf."
Yang Liang was stunned for a moment.
So it was the Princess!
The same little girl who sat obediently beside him the other day on the Martial Arts Training Ground.
Yang Liang remembered clearly.
Because Princess Cuicuo’s big black eyes were more beautiful than anyone else he had ever seen.
Too translucent, like a galaxy scattered with stars. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novｅlfire.net
Yang Liang deeply remembered Bai Zhi’er’s kindness.
The orange cat, Dahua, finished eating at this moment too.
It stretched lazily, meowed, circled Feng Fuce’s feet twice, seemingly giving a cursory thank-you.
Then it walked away with languid steps, its plump body swaying.
Chu Ping laughed, "Marquis, this cat is quite interesting, after eating, it just runs off without a care!"
Feng Fuce, hearing this, looked deeply, then let out a cold chuckle, "What kind of cat, what kind of owner."
With that, he turned and left.
Chu Ping scratched his head in puzzlement.
"This cat comes every day, isn’t the marquis himself the owner?"
Recently, it seems the marquis has been in a bad mood, best not to provoke him.
This day, Bai Zhi’er once again went specifically to Prince Kang’s Mansion to play.
Mainly to tell her uncle Xu Lianzhou that she had already discovered the mystery of the Jade Pendant.
Xu Lianzhou compared the two pieces of Jade Pendant in his hands.
He looked at them for a while, pondered, and nodded.
"It seems, indeed your sister left you, Zhi’er, an academy."
"Mingfeng Chaoyang, so this is what sister meant." Xu Lianzhou nodded, and with a hint of helplessness, smiled.
Bai Zhi’er tilted her little head, "Uncle, can Zhi’er manage the academy mother left?"
Xu Lianzhou looked up at the little one, with a faint smile on his handsome face.
"Yes, Zhi’er, the true owner of Mingyang Academy is you."
"Even if one day, you want to dissolve it, it would be just a matter of saying so."