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Chapter 63 You're in Lawsuit

Night had already fallen.

Liang Jiang asked, "Now that we're here, why not stay in the capital for a couple more days?"

Lady Liang said calmly, "There's nothing to stay here for. The city gates are still open. Why don't you come back with me?"

"It's so far, it'll be the middle of the night by the time I get home!" Liangjiang asked tentatively, "Besides, don't you want to go back to the Duke's mansion for a visit?"

"I won't go," Madam Liang replied immediately. "And you're not allowed to go back either."

"Why?" Liang Jiang asked, puzzled. "That's our home, after all."

“Our home is in Fucheng,” Madam Liang corrected earnestly.

Liang Jiang fell silent for a moment, unsure how to tell her mother about her suspicions.

Madam Liang turned her head and asked, "Just now I heard Fang Chengxu say that you single-handedly took on the Black Wind Temple?"

Liang Jiang nodded in agreement: "Yes."

"Why? You came to the capital without telling me, just for this?"

Liang Jiang truthfully replied, "Those robbers were the assassins who tried to kill you two years ago."

Madam Liang was taken aback: "How did you know?"

Liang Jiang hesitated for a moment: "Mother, what if those assassins weren't spies from Xiliang, but were hired by someone to kill you? Should we still seek revenge?"

"I won't report it," Lady Liang replied without hesitation.

"Why?" Liang Jiang was completely baffled. "Do you know something?"

Lady Liang said slowly and deliberately, "Let bygones be bygones, Liang Jiang. It's best if you're safe and sound."

"But that's not how you taught me before. I was abandoned by you all in Yuhua Mountain when I was a child. You and my father fought wars all year round. You said that people live in this world not just to live a miserable life."

"To live as a hero, to die as a ghost of valor, to defend one's country and leave a mark on history—are these all just excuses or pretexts?"

Lady Liang was silent for a moment: "At that time, I hadn't yet tasted the bitterness of loss."

"Then you'll let my father be scorned by the world, let those who harmed you live freely and happily, and imprison me in Fucheng, making me live a cowardly and weak life?"

“That’s enough,” Lady Liang said calmly. “It’s getting late, let’s go back.”

“Okay,” Liangjiang took a deep breath, “Mother, I’m hungry. Will you come with me to get something to eat before you go? It’ll be quick.”

Lady Liang glanced at the sky and reluctantly agreed, "Eat quickly, we should make it in time."

Liang Jiang, accompanied by his wife, randomly found a tea stall and steamed bun shop on the street.

The steamed bun shop was doing brisk business. Customers who ate meat buns received a free large bowl of tea, and for an additional fee, they could also get cold side dishes and soups—the choice was theirs. It was just as dusk was falling, and the place was bustling with activity.

The two sat down, and Lady Liang removed her veil. The waiter immediately brought over steaming, greasy buns. Liang Jiang also only ordered a pot of tea.

The diners around were excitedly discussing the matter.

The hottest topic in Fucheng today is naturally the incident that occurred at the General's Mansion banquet yesterday.

"Have you heard? The heroine who single-handedly took down the Black Wind Temple a couple of days ago, some people say she looks remarkably like Princess Heya of the Duke's Mansion."

"Pah! The daughter of a traitor who colluded with the enemy country, just mentioning her defiles my mouth."

"Hasn't the imperial court made no final decision on this matter? I think his accusation of colluding with the enemy is debatable."

"The fact that his death hasn't been definitively concluded is because someone in the court pleaded for him, and the Emperor is merciful. For such a traitor to the country, even being torn apart by five horses or sliced ​​into a thousand pieces wouldn't be enough to vent our anger! The murder of his wife and daughters is his retribution; he deserved it."

...The diners cursed and swore, using all sorts of foul and offensive language that was unbearable to hear.

Liang Jiang looked at Lady Liang's face and saw that she remained calm and composed, without any excitement or indignation, as if all of this had nothing to do with her.

After all, when news of her father's betrayal first reached the capital, her mother had endured far worse insults, even rotten eggs and vegetable scraps, all on her own. Nothing is more tragic than death; perhaps her mother had become numb to it all?
Before they had finished eating the steamed buns, a commotion suddenly broke out in the street. Soldiers surged forward like a tide, searching house to house along the main street.

No one knew what had happened, so they watched and discussed it.

"What's going on? Why has the Imperial Guard been mobilized to search the streets?"

"Who knows? They don't seem to be ordinary petty thieves."

"I just heard that the city gates have been sealed off."

……

While they were discussing, the soldiers searching the shop had already stormed in. After only a quick look around the shop, they fixed their eyes on Liang Jiang and her daughter.

His eyes lit up, and he stepped forward, holding a portrait. After comparing it to the portrait, he asked Madam Liang, "You're from Fucheng, aren't you?"

Lady Liang, unaware of what had happened, nodded: "Exactly."

"Your surname is Liang?"

Lady Liang glanced at Liang Jiang with a puzzled look, then nodded: "Yes."

"Then that's it! It's her! Guards, take her away!"

Liang Jiang was startled and stood up to protect Lady Liang: "Who sent you? What right do you have to arrest her?"

"On what grounds? Because she committed murder! She needs to come with us to the yamen for trial!"

"You must have made a mistake. My mother and I have been together the whole time. How could we possibly get involved in any legal trouble?"

"Did you just come from the Tong residence? And did you treat her granddaughter's illness?"

Liang Jiang's heart sank, but she still nodded: "Yes."

"That's right. Someone has accused you of murdering Miss Fang's granddaughter out of revenge. Please come with me to the Jingzhao Yin's office."

Madam Liang was shocked: "How could this be? Why would I harm a baby who is only a month old?"

"It's no use talking to us. Go explain to my parents. Put on the shackles!"

With a wave of his hand, the guards behind him immediately stepped forward to put the heavy shackles on Lady Liang's head.

Liang Jiang still didn't know what had happened.

But she was certain that this was a trap set by Fang Chengxu.

He took advantage of his absence from Fucheng to trick his mother into coming here under his own name to see a doctor for his child; otherwise, it would have been an impossible coincidence.

She just couldn't understand how anyone in this world could be so heartless as to sacrifice their own child's life to frame and harm others.
That's too cruel.

Is Fang Chengxu even human?

Of course, she couldn't let her mother face all this alone, so she shoved the soldier's shackles away.

"This matter is still unresolved, and there must be some injustice involved. We'll go to the yamen with you; is such a big fuss really necessary?"

Seeing that the mother and daughter looked delicate and frail, the soldiers didn't take it to heart. With a wave of their hand, they ordered the soldiers to step aside and escorted the mother and daughter directly to the Prefect of the Capital.

Upon entering the government office, Liang Jiang saw Fang Yuan supporting Old Madam Fang, and the four of them walked towards each other.

Upon seeing the galangal, the mother and daughter immediately rushed forward.

Grandma Fang glared angrily and lunged at Liang Jiang, baring her teeth and claws: "You two vicious women, give me back my granddaughter's life!"

No one from the yamen stopped them.

Liang Jiang wouldn't tolerate her. She grabbed Old Madam Fang's hand that was committing the crime. With a "crack," Old Madam Fang immediately screamed, clutching her wrist and wincing in pain.

(End of this chapter)