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

All eyes immediately fell on Renbao.

"Little baby, whose child are you anyway?" Du Congfei squinted at Renbao, then said to Su Xuance, "Lord Su, isn't it inappropriate to let a little baby interrupt in court?"

Si Zhi sneered, "Young Master Du is blind. The little baby you speak of is someone even your father would have to bow to."

Du Congfei paused slightly, re-examining Renbao, a three-year-old child who could make his father bow.

He is none other than the current imperial junior celestial master.

"I am the little Yama who will take your life," Renbao said with his hands on his hips, his voice full of vigor.

Staring at him, Du Congfei suddenly felt a strong sense of dizziness, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Bang! His knees buckled, and he knelt before her.

"Give me back my life!"

"Young Master Du, how cruel you are! Give me back my family's lives!"

Renbao summoned the spirits of Feng's parents, and when they saw Du Congfei, they wanted nothing more than to tear him apart.

Anyway, they're already dead.

No matter how powerful someone is, they are no longer afraid!

Du Congfei was terrified when he saw the blood-soaked ghost that shouldn't have been there. His eyes bulged and his body went limp.

Tap tap! The dull, inhuman footsteps grew closer.

"Help! There's a ghost!" Du Congfei cried out in terror, moving backward as he did so.

Feng Banxia froze suddenly; she couldn't see anything.

The ghosts Du Congfei was talking about were actually her parents!

"Father, Mother, Brother, is that you back?!" Feng Banxia exclaimed excitedly, looking around.

A ghost that frightens others.

But they were the family members she most wanted to see.

Everyone felt a chill creeping over them, and they couldn't help but move closer together, yet they were reluctant to leave.

"A life for a life! Go to hell with us!"

Mr. Feng rushed to Du Congfei, grabbed his neck, and his pale face contorted in rage.

Holding a dagger, Feng's mother, just as he had done to them, plunged it into Du Congfei's chest, one stab after another.

"I was wrong." Du Congfei curled up in pain, crying and begging for mercy.

Renbao said, "Quickly ask him if he killed you."

Mr. Feng immediately complied: "You killed us, and you still won't admit it! You deserve to die!"

Madam Feng pointed the dagger at his pupils: "If you dare to argue again, I'll gouge your eyes out and poke them out alive!"

"I admit it, I killed you all." Du Congfei trembled with fear, so much so that he wet himself, and he shouted.

Renbao pressed him from the side, "Who did you kill?"

Du Congfei was in a daze and could no longer tell what was going on. All he wanted to do was get rid of Mr. and Mrs. Feng.

"I killed Feng Banxia's family!" Du Congfei cried out. "I told you, please let me go!"

The crowd erupted in uproar.

All they could see was Du Congfei's terrified expression, his face flushed red, his hands and feet clenched together in a struggle.

The magistrate immediately brought over the confession and handed it to him: "Sign and affix your fingerprint."

Du Congfei regained some of his composure, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Mr. Feng grabbed his hand and pressed his fingerprint on it.

"Come back!" Renbao waved his chubby little hand. "He's already confessed. After he's executed, you can beat him up again in the underworld!"

The injustice has the head and the debt has the owner.

If you go to the underworld and see the spirits who killed you, you can take action.

Mr. and Mrs. Feng exchanged glances, deeply grateful, and knelt down to express their thanks: "Thank you, Little Yama."

The two spirits looked deeply into Feng Banxia's eyes but did not approach, fearing that their ghostly aura would make her sick.

Feng Banxia looked in their direction, and involuntarily took a few steps forward, her face streaked with tears: "Father, Mother, it's you, isn't it?"

"Sister, the living and the dead are separated, they cannot be too close to you." Renbao held her hand.

Feng Banxia was intelligent and knew that Renbao was secretly helping her.

"Thank you, Little Celestial Master." Feng Banxia did not continue walking forward, and thanked Renbao with red eyes.

"Du Congfei is responsible for three deaths. According to the laws of our dynasty, he should be arrested immediately and executed in three days!" Su Xuance made the decision, his eyes sharpening. "Guards, seize him!"

The moment Feng Congfei was pinned down by the arresting officers, he looked around.

There is no trace of Mr. and Mrs. Feng left.

He had no wounds on his body, so was it just his hallucination?

"Lord Su, I'm innocent!" Feng Congfei pointed at Renbao, extremely unwilling, and said, "It was you! You must have used some means to make me put my fingerprint on it!"

Renbao blinked his big eyes, spread his hands innocently, and said, "Renbao didn't do anything. You're such a grown-up and you still know how to shift the blame. Shame on you."

The crowd was filled with righteous indignation and spoke up one after another.

"Young Master Du, if you didn't kill anyone, what are you feeling guilty about!"

"If you have a clear conscience, you have nothing to fear."

"Weren't those Miss Feng's parents coming to claim your life? You deserved it!"

Su Xuance picked up Renbao, his expression stern, and a murderous glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at Du Congfei: "My Renbao did nothing wrong, yet you slander him with your bare words. You are disrespectful to the Little Celestial Master, and your crime is compounded."

"Su Xuance, how dare you!" Du Congfei shouted in disbelief, "My father is Minister Du, you can't treat me like this!"

"A life for a life—even a three-year-old understands that," Su Xuance said coldly. "Even the emperor is subject to the law. Even if your father is His Majesty, you cannot escape the death penalty."

"Well said!"

The onlookers threw rotten eggs and rotten turnips at Du Congfei.

He was beaten thirty times, left barely alive, and imprisoned, still muttering to himself.

"My father will not let you get away with this."

"My lord, you must find a way to rescue Cong Fei!" Du's wife, Madam Tian, ​​paced anxiously around him. "She's just an orphaned girl who sells tofu, yet she's caused my son to end up in the Dali Temple!"

Du Shilang was extremely annoyed and pushed Tian Shi away: "Do you think I don't want to save her? The Little Celestial Master has interfered in this matter, and her father is known for being a tough nut to crack. He is a sharp knife in His Majesty's hand. Even I wouldn't dare to confront him rashly without being fully prepared."

Madam Tian burst into tears and stamped her feet: "That little celestial master is just a three-year-old child, how could she be so powerful? Quickly take the gold to find Lord Su, isn't his daughter most fond of gold?"

Vice Minister Du paced back and forth.

"My lord, something terrible has happened!" The steward rushed into the main hall with hurried steps. "Young master has confessed. He has been punished by Lord Su with thirty strokes of the cane and has been imprisoned. He will be executed in three days."

hum!

Minister Du's mind was buzzing, and his face turned ashen: "What did you say?"

Madam Tian's legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face. She grabbed Vice Minister Du's trouser leg and cried, "Master, please think of something!"

Vice Minister Du took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Prepare the gifts and go to the Su residence!"

"Renbao, do you want to go home or stroll around for a while?" Su Xuance asked Renbao after buying her a few candied hawthorn skewers.

Renbao licked the candied hawthorn, tilted his little head, and said, "Daddy, I feel like I've forgotten something. Let me think about it."

Su Xuance said softly, "Okay."

"Didn't the young celestial master promise to come to the manor today? It's already past noon, why hasn't he arrived yet?"

In the Zou residence, Zou Yongming, the hereditary Duke of the County, paced back and forth in the main hall. He looked at Zou Linhe with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"You didn't actually manage to invite the Little Celestial Master, did you?"

Zou Linhe suddenly looked up, his tone firm: "The Little Celestial Master promised to come to the manor today!"

Zou Yongming inherited his father's title of Duke of the County. He was well aware of his own fate and thought he was just lucky to be born into such a family.

He's bad at studying, and he has no talent for martial arts either.

Aside from attending palace banquets and entering the palace, he had no place in the imperial court.

He was naturally easygoing and had a positive outlook, but his wife, Madam Zhong, had always been frail, and in recent days even medicine had become ineffective, showing signs that she might pass away at any moment.

He was in a hurry.

Renbao, whom the Zou family wanted to see, was currently drinking spicy soup at a restaurant.

Ever since he tasted spiciness, Renbao has been obsessed with it, even when his tongue tingles from the spiciness, he can't bear to spit it out.

After finishing two bowls of spicy soup, Renbao wanted to drink a third bowl.

Su Xuance pressed down on her chubby little hand: "Renbao, you can't drink anymore. The spicy soup will burn your stomach, and you'll feel uncomfortable later."

Renbao clasped his hands together in fists and said in a childish voice, "Please, Daddy, let me have another bowl!"

Su Xuance forced himself to avoid eye contact with her, deliberately keeping a straight face and saying seriously, "No."

Renbao slumped her shoulders and pouted, looking both charming and adorable.

The restaurant owner couldn't help but smile. She deftly served Renbao a bowl of spicy soup and a bowl of warm, sweet milk, saying, "Auntie is treating you. After you finish eating, drink a bowl of warm milk; it will make your stomach feel better. Don't pout."

"How can that be? The amount of silver is what it should be," Su Xuance hurriedly said.

The restaurant owner laughed heartily, "The baby is so beautiful, I'll treat her."

"Thank you, Auntie!" Renbao smiled broadly at her, spoon in hand. "You're such a good person! Daddy's a bad guy!"

The restaurant owner chuckled, "Your dad is just worried you'll get an upset stomach. Auntie's ingredients are very clean, so you can eat without worry, but it's true, don't eat too much."

"Okay, I know. After I finish this bowl, Renbao won't eat anymore," Renbao said sweetly.

Su Xuance's lips curled slightly, and he rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

Having a little foodie daughter makes it really hard to control her eating.

After drinking the warm milk completely.

Renbao's almond-shaped eyes widened: "Father, I remember now! I promised to treat Brother Zou's mother today! Let's go!"