The prefect of Shuntian was drinking tea leisurely.

The imperial concubine died, the Red Chamber Chu Pavilion was closed, and fewer people were causing trouble. He has been so comfortable these days.

"master……"

The yamen runs in.

The good mood of the prefect of Shuntian was destroyed, "What's the matter so loud?"

The yamen runner wiped a cold sweat from his forehead, "There is someone from outside who complained, and he is the second daughter of the Minister of Revenue. He sued Xu, Xu Jiahe, Xiao Jia, and Song Wanyue!"

Bang!

The tea cup in the hands of the prefect of Shuntian fell to the ground and fell into pieces. The freshly brewed tea water spilled out, making him grinning.

"master……"

The yamen runner went up to help him, and the prefect of Shuntian pushed him away, "Idiot, why don't you help me over."

In the court, not only the Xu family, Song Wanyue, but also the people from the Duke Dingguo Mansion, and the Minister of Revenue!

The prefect of Shuntian wanted to faint, but he had only lived a few good days. Why can't these people live with him like this?

At the same time, the eldest prince also received news.

After hearing Wu Jin's words that day, he completely threw away the soap matter in the past few days. Hearing the servant's report, he remembered that he wanted to go to the prefect of Shuntian immediately, but when he thought that Song Yin might be Chu Yunxiao, he sat down again.

The second brother has now faintly overwhelmed him, and he must be careful every step and not make any mistakes.

The second prince also received the news and walked around the house in a hurry. The people who went to Qingping County had not come back yet. Even if he was willing, he would not be able to help at this time.

"Send people out of the city to greet them, and then take them directly to Shuntian Mansion after receiving them."

...

In Shuntian Mansion.

The prefect of Shuntian also saw Mrs. Wen Zhong's festering face and gasped several times. Her face was so rotten. How painful it was. Mrs. Wen was like a ok person. How could she resist it? She was burned by hot tea and couldn't help it.

No, no, he should consider how to deal with the matter in front of him now, rather than considering whether it hurts others.

He shook his head and looked at Song Wanyue, "Miss Song, is what Mrs. Wen said the truth?"

"grown ups……"

Song Wanyue bent over and was very respectful, "Old man, the young lady doesn't know."

Shuntian Prefecture Prime Minister choked.

Obviously, she didn't expect such an obvious thing to be so obvious. Song Wanyue was still stubborn.

"We sell nearly 100 yuan of soap a day in our store, and it has been sold for several years. No customer has ever come to the house. It is true that as Mrs. Wen said, we recycled a batch of soap a few days ago. That's because the fragrance is wrong and we cannot deceive customers. As for the fact that it can cause people's face to ulcer, no one has come to the house except Mrs. Wen, so the female girl cannot be sure of it."

The prefect of Shuntian nodded and was about to speak, but he heard the cold question from the Minister of Revenue, "Do you mean Yi'er deliberately framed you?"

"The folk girl dare not think so, but she just finds it strange. Not to mention that the booklet we sell does not have the name of Mrs. Wen, just because of the hatred between Mrs. Wen and us, she cannot take care of our business. So where did her soap come from?"

The Minister of Revenue was also choked.

The prefect of Shuntian looked at him.

"Of course it was given by someone else."

"Who is the other person?"

The Minister of Revenue was asked anxiously, "Song Wanyue, don't bully people too much!"

"The adults misunderstood. Since Mrs. Wen kept saying that it was because our soap was ruined, I always asked clearly how her soap came about. If someone tampered with the soap to frame us, we would always have to find out, don't you?"

The Minister of Revenue was so angry that he let out a smile, "Stop talking nonsense! It's obvious that there is something wrong with your soap."

"How did the sir know? Have you used it too?"

"you……"

"Miss Song is still as sharp as ever."

Mrs. Wen Zhong relieved her father, "You kept saying that our two families had a grudge, but I don't know where this grudge came from? It was natural for my husband to kill someone and pay for his life. I have never blamed anyone. As for the things in your store, let alone soap, even rouge and water powder, if you don't believe it, you can go to check it out at home. But I'm afraid that everyone will be embarrassed to meet, so I have always asked someone to buy it. As for whom I was asking, it's not that I don't want to say it, but that I don't want to involve others."

"I ruined my face and will not be able to see anyone again from now on. It is also worth asking you to apologize. I have no excessive request. You just do what you say and insist on coming to Shuntian Mansion."

Song Wanyue smiled slightly, "Mrs. Wen is not allowed to be scheming back then. If your face is really caused by our soap, you should stop using it when you feel uncomfortable on your face. But you have not been like this. Instead, you have been using it all the time, making your face so ulcerated. I admire you so much."

Mrs. Wen Zhong's face changed, but her face was so festered that others could not see her face changing at all.

"grown ups……"

Mrs. Wen Zhong knelt down, "There is still left in the house. You can send someone to get it and let someone verify it on the spot."

The prefect of Shuntian drew a ticket, "Come on, go and get the soap."

...

Outside the city, a horse was running wildly. After running for thirty miles, he saw two riders and three people coming towards him, and two horses were sitting in front of him.

“Well…”

Song Yin pinned the horse.

The two riders on the opposite side suddenly became alert. They sat in front and were almost dispersed. Zhang Jin, who was shaking, also looked over and saw that it was Song Yin clearly. He was overjoyed and waved to him, "Brother Song."

After reading Song Wanyue's letter, he was taken to the capital by these two people. He did not stop along the way. He felt that he would not be able to survive if he was not in the capital again.

Song Yin threw a big cloak to him, and after he finished putting it on, he signaled him to come down, and said to the two secret guards, "I'll take him to Shuntian Mansion, you can go back and report as soon as possible."

The two secret guards knew him and put him down.

Zhang Jin walked staggeringly to the horse, and was lifted by Song Yin and placed it on the horse's back, then turned the horse's head and ran wildly.

Zhang Jin wanted to slow him down. As soon as the cold wind opened his mouth, he quickly closed his mouth and wrapped his cloak tightly.

...

The yamen runner went to Wen Mansion and quickly brought the soap.

The prefect of Shuntian asked the yamen runners to find a doctor.

Seeing Mrs. Wen's face, the doctor dared not hold it in his hand and held a silver needle on the soap. The silver needle quickly turned black.

Mrs. Wen Zhong curled her lips.

The prefect of Shuntian also slapped the awkward tree, "Song Wanyue, what else do you have to say?"

Song Wanyue was not shocked and panicked, "Sir, even if this soap is poisonous, it will not be ours. When we open the business, we seek wealth. We will not ruin other people's faces for ten taels of silver. Someone must have framed them."

"That's not necessarily..."

With the confidence to win, Mrs. Wen Zhong was in a good mood and no longer had the aggressiveness she had just now, "Maybe Miss Song..."

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

The drum outside the yamen was beaten.
Chapter completed!