A little devil has arrived at the Marquis's mansion, and all the powerful officials in the cour

Dali Temple, dungeon.

"I'm the top scholar! Let me out!" Zeng Zheng's forehead was covered in blood as he frantically shook the wooden railings, shouting, "Help!"

Sitting in the corner, Xie Wanqing regretted her actions when she saw him acting like a madman.

She suddenly realized that she had been blind before.

Song Zhizhang was handsome, self-disciplined, and the eldest son of a high-ranking official. He was also a good writer, and his future was bright.

Even if she can't become the principal wife, being a concubine is better than being thrown into a dungeon and waiting to be executed in three days.

She deceived Song Zhizhang for so long, and he believed her without ever touching her.

Zeng Zheng, after a few days of sweet talk, the two began their illicit affair.

"Stop shouting. A life for a life, it's only right." Xie Wanqing closed her eyes and said weakly, she resigned herself to her fate.

"It was you, you shameless woman, who seduced Song Zhizhang. You had no shame and even tried to seduce me. If it weren't for you, how could I have ended up like this?" Zeng Zheng turned around, his eyes filled with malice, and pushed all the blame onto her.

Xie Wanqing stared at him in disbelief: "You!"

The next moment, Zeng Zheng grabbed her by the throat.

"You wretch, it's all because of you! I pawned my soul, and in this life I could have been a top scholar, a renowned minister second only to the emperor!"

"Now that's it, everything's gone, all gone!"

Zeng Zheng was in a frenzy, his reason completely overwhelmed by resentment and anger.

Xie Wanqing's eyes widened. She quickly raised her hand, took off the hairpin, and stabbed it fiercely into his heart with all her might.

The intense pain caused Zeng Zheng to loosen his grip, stumble back a few steps, and fall to the ground. He clutched his chest and cried out in panic, "Blood! Someone, come quick, save me! She's trying to kill me!"

Xie Wanqing gripped the hairpin tightly, a sneer escaping her throat, tears streaming down her face.

She wasted her whole life on such a heartless, good-for-nothing bastard.

Renbao held a large meat bun in his hands and had been watching from the shadows for a while.

"Father, is this what they call 'dogs fighting' in the book?" She took a bite of the meat filling and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

She loves eating meat the most!

Su Xuance wiped the grease from the corner of her mouth with his hand and smiled, "Yes, Renbao is getting smarter and smarter."

"Little Celestial Master!" Zeng Zheng heard the voice and looked over. He scrambled to the railing. "You know I will be the top scholar. Once I have a firm foothold in the court, I will definitely be at your service."

Please, save me! Your father is the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review; a single word from him can decide my life or death. I beg you.

In an attempt to save his life, he kowtowed repeatedly to Renbao.

Su Xuance's face darkened like iron: "The law is clear, and I, as an official, will never let a murderer off lightly."

"Shut up!" Zeng Zheng shouted at him, "I'm talking to the Little Celestial Master!"

Renbao stuffed the unfinished bun into his mouth in one bite.

She raised her chubby little hand.

*Slap!* A crisp slap landed on Zeng Zheng's face from a distance.

"Who gave you the audacity to speak to my father like that!"

In the mortal realm, my father punishes you; you'll be punished in the underworld too!

Renbao's voice still carried a childlike quality, but it was filled with an unyielding anger.

Zeng Zheng clutched his chest with one hand and his burning cheek with the other, feeling an overwhelming pressure that made it hard for him to breathe.

"Little Celestial Master!" Xie Wanqing rushed forward, gripping the wooden pole. "After I die and go to the underworld, will I still be able to see Young Master Song? I want to apologize to him."

Renbao's big eyes flashed with a hint of confusion: "You killed Brother Song, and even after he's dead, you still pester him. You have such a thick skin!"

Su Xuance picked her up: "Renbao, don't waste time with them, let's go back to the manor."

Renbao nodded obediently, then smiled sweetly at the constables and said, "Uncles, keep a close eye on the bad guys, we absolutely can't let them escape!"

"Don't worry, young lady, they won't be able to escape!"

To avoid any unforeseen complications, Zeng Zheng pawned his soul.

The execution, originally scheduled for three days, was brought forward.

The next day at noon, the two were escorted to the execution ground.

The executioner spat a mouthful of strong liquor onto his blade and roared, "Sinners, submit to the law! The blade rises and falls, do not blame others!"

The head fell to the ground, and cheers erupted from all around.

Song Mo helped his mother stand in the front row and watched as the murderer who killed Song Zhizhang was beheaded.

The sadness in my heart seemed to have dissipated a little.

Is it enjoyable?

Compared to the perpetrator going free and not paying the price, it's quite enjoyable.

But his brother's life was gone forever.

Song Mo looked up at the sky and suddenly felt dizzy, his steps faltering as he stumbled back a few steps.

"Mo'er!" Madam Song noticed his strange expression and exclaimed anxiously.

When Song Mo woke up, he felt no discomfort and sat up.

Renbao was sitting in the rocking chair, holding a book in one hand and a candied hawthorn in the other. Hearing the noise, he immediately threw the book aside and exclaimed, "Brother Song, you're awake!"

She landed and ran to the bedside, her large, clear eyes looking at him with concern.

"Renbao." Su Xuan's strategic yet serious voice came from behind, "Pick up the book."

Renbao's little body stiffened, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly turned around, a sweet smile appearing on her face: "Daddy, Renbao didn't do it on purpose, the book grew legs and it ran away by itself."

Song Mo couldn't help but chuckle, "So, Little Celestial Master is just like me, he doesn't like reading either."

"I love reading!" Renbao retorted loudly, her eyes wide. She looked at Song Mo with a betrayed expression. "I won't save you next time, so your head will keep hurting!"

After she finished speaking, she picked up the book and ran to Su Xuance.

"Father, don't be angry."

Renbao immediately covered his little bottom, looking shocked.

She's a little devil, how can she get her bottom spanked!

"I won't do it again." Renbao's expression was very serious, his hands were clasped together, and his chubby body swayed back and forth.

So incredibly cute!

Su Xuance couldn't help but smile slightly.

Seeing him smile, Renbao knew everything was alright, and he regained his spirited demeanor.

Song Mo got off the couch and immediately praised, "Little Celestial Master, I was wrong. You are just like me. You are exceptionally talented and the most amazing child in the world."

Renbao's lips curled up slightly, his chubby little hands behind his back: "I forgive you! But you need to study more. You're too impulsive! Grandpa Wei often says that military generals can't sit still and study, so they're simple-minded, all brawn and no brains, and easily fooled!"

Song Mo: ………

He never imagined that one day he would be taught a lesson by a three-year-old toddler.

However, what you said makes a lot of sense.

"I understand, and I will definitely follow the Little Celestial Master's words." Song Mo immediately stated his position.

Renbao nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, you're a promising student. From today onwards, you'll be my mother's disciple. You'll have to call me Senior Sister."

Song Mo: Huh? How come he suddenly has a master?

Su Xuance scrutinized Song Mo; he was tall and handsome, still a dashing young man.

He looked at Renbao with a hint of resentment.

Honey, are you trying to find a love rival for your father?

"Why?" Song Mo asked, scratching his head.