The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 767: Desperately Smearing (8)_1

Chapter 767: Chapter 767: Desperately Smearing (8)_1

Lady Zhu was also endlessly infuriated, and when she returned, she sat in her room and cursed Sister Peiqin and her siblings, starting with Lady Fang and moving on to Peiqin, continuing until she had condemned Pei Yuan, Pei Qian, and Pei Wendong. She cursed every single one of the Fang family’s members, sparing no one and using the foulest language she could muster.

Qian Wanxiu sighed and, once the porridge was ready, encouraged Lady Zhu to have a bowl as well, "Mother, perhaps you won’t return home tonight? Tomorrow, when Peiqin comes, there will be more trouble. Although you’re strong, you won’t endure without rest. You barely touched your lunch; after you finish the porridge, go back to your room and take a nap! I’ve asked someone to heat the kang for you."

Lady Zhu didn’t feel like resting, but she was hungry, having eaten very little at noon, so she had a bowl of porridge. After sitting for a while and feeling cold, she went back to her room and nestled into the bed.

On the other hand, Zhao Liniang, with a soulless demeanor, let the maidservant feed her half a bowl of porridge, and in short order, she fell asleep.

Qian Wanxiu looked on and then went to Pei Wensheng’s room.

Pei Wensheng was hiding in the cupboard, too afraid to come out. Only when Qian Wanxiu called out to him softly did he stir.

Qian Wanxiu looked outside and commented, "The room is filled with cold drafts," as she closed the door. Then she approached the cupboard and called out to him softly.

Pei Wensheng finally pushed open the cupboard door, his expression one of panic and confusion. The light that seeped in through the open door wasn’t very bright, but it revealed his face, ghastly pale and frightening, his body trembling slightly.

Seeing this, Qian Wanxiu’s heart immediately ached with empathy, and she embraced him, consoling him in a low voice, "My son, don’t be afraid! It was someone else who killed that despicable brat, and they’ve already been thrown into the dungeon. Mother won’t let anything happen to you! Don’t be scared! Don’t be scared!"

Pei Wensheng dared not cry, but he was terrified, fearing that someone would accuse him of killing Pei Wenjie and send him to prison, sever his head.

Qian Wanxiu cooed to him gently for a long while, managing to calm Pei Wensheng down. That despicable brat deserved to die! A low-born illegitimate child of a concubine, how dare he compete with them for affection and a claim on their property! His father had nothing before, and everything they had came from his maternal grandfather’s house, brought by his mother! And yet, once his father had that despicable brat, he had eyes for no one else. He should be dead! It was right that he was dead!

Being fed these thoughts, Pei Wensheng very quickly stopped being afraid and even felt that Pei Wenjie deserved to die, that it was good that he died!

Until the evening, when Pei Zongli and Pei Wenchen returned, Qian Wanxiu covered it up by saying that Pei Wensheng had gone out to play recklessly and felt unwell from the cold breeze.

No one could have imagined that the one who smothered Pei Wenjie to death was twelve-year-old Pei Wensheng.

Jiang Benxin sent a message to Peiqin and Mo Heng, and the message reached them that very night.

"Damn it! While I have no vile schemes to use against them, they go and dig their own graves!" Peiqin cursed. She disdained using underhanded tactics to plot against them; she had always intended to gather evidence and bring them down with no chance of a comeback. Those vile and shameless people, always plotting and scheming time and again.

"The wet nurse bit Lady Chen to death..." Mo Heng read aloud, then looked to Feng Wei, signaling him to investigate.

Feng Wei responded promptly, "I will look into it right away."

Pei Qian felt not only anger and hatred but also excitement, "Big sister! Before, we said it wasn’t directly by their hand, and without evidence, we couldn’t bring them down. This time, a life has been lost on their watch, and they even tried to frame us. This time, we must catch them all in one net! They’ve accused us of murder; let them sit in prison and learn from Magistrate Huang as they await death."

Peiqin clenched her fist, her face dark with suppressed rage.

Mo Heng looked at her and pocketed the note, telling Pei Qian and Jiujiu to go to bed early and helped Peiqin get ready for sleep, "To achieve a general’s renown one does not distinguish between the innocent and the guilty on the battlefield, where all fall victim to the sword. Even in a society governed by laws, the current dynasty has had to evolve step by step, leaving behind various traditions."

Peiqin’s lips tightened, and she gave him a stern look, offering no response. Indeed, she was being sentimental! She should have just thrown a few bombs at them in the beginning and wiped them all out. After all, no one had ever seen a bomb; they could have said it was a thunderbolt!

Mo Heng caressed her head. He did not need to teach her to be dark and vicious, but the things he was going to do would become increasingly underhanded. He only hoped she wouldn’t disdain him for being sordid and venomous.

"Go to sleep!" Peiqin commanded with a tilt of her head.

Mo Heng’s mouth curled into a smile as he kissed her lightly on the lips, "I’ll bathe you."

"I won’t!" Peiqin retorted coldly.

"You haven’t bathed in two days," Mo Heng laughed softly.

"I’m thinking of learning from the distinguished scholars of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties and raising lice on my body!" Peiqin huffed irritably.

Momentarily stunned, Mo Heng then scooped her up and carried her straight to the bathhouse.

When they emerged from the bathhouse, Peiqin was completely exhausted from his ministrations and could fall asleep as soon as she hit the bed.

Waking up the next day, as soon as Peiqin got out of bed, she mentally cursed someone eight times over, "I have to go to a trial today!"

"Mhm. We’ll bring chairs and cushions," Mo Heng nodded.

As a Third Rank Enjoin, even if she was under suspicion, Jiang Benxin could not make her kneel and kowtow.

After breakfast, having waited at home only for a short while, a government official arrived from the Government Office.

With a scowl, Peiqin boarded the carriage along with Mo Heng, Pei Qian, and Jiujiu, bringing luggage with them, ready to stay in the small residence in the county town for a few days.

The townsfolk were puzzled, wondering why the officials from the Government Office had come to look for Peiqin and her group again. Could it be that another case had warranted their attention?

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