The Ming Dynasty: Starting with the Somersault Cloud, Old Zhu was so envious he cried!

Zhu Ming: "..."

He never imagined that a murder case could uncover so many inside stories.

Moreover, judging from Huang Zi'an's words...

The cause of death of Wang Defa's son was also related to his mother.

This is simply contrary to human ethics and common sense.

What kind of mother would choose to kill her own son?

The little guy soothed, "Wang Defa, I know you're angry, but please don't get agitated. How about we listen to Patriarch Huang's explanation first?"

"If what he said is false, I, Your Highness, will definitely back you up. You can do whatever you want with him then!"

Seeing this, Wang Defa had no choice but to suppress his anger and spare his life for the time being.

After all, the Sixth Prince has spoken, so we should give him this much face!

He turned his head, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at Huang Zi'an kneeling on the ground, and said through gritted teeth, "Huang Zi'an, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation, or I'll risk this official uniform to die with you!"

Huang Zi'an turned pale from his harsh words, but still forced himself to speak:

"Lord Wang, please calm your anger... This humble subject... everything this humble subject has said is true!"

"These words are not something I made up out of thin air."

"Yes... it was Zhao An who told this to me personally when he was drunk one time!"

Wang Defa's breath hitched, and he quickly pressed for an answer:

"What did he say?!"

Huang Zian swallowed hard, as if he had made a difficult decision, before whispering:

"Zhao An said..."

"He said your wife, actually... was actually a pet he kept..."

He stopped abruptly when he said the last word, his lips trembled twice, but he ultimately didn't dare to say it.

But everyone in the hall understood.

He kept a...

dog.

Or rather, it's something even worse than a dog.

At this moment, the entire venue was deathly silent.

Wang Defa stood there blankly, his face deathly pale.

He opened his mouth, but something seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"Impossible, this can't be..."

next second.

Wang Dehua suddenly turned around and rushed towards the inner courtyard.

He wants to confront that woman in person!

Zhu Ming, however, sat at the head of the table, motionless.

He didn't joke around as usual, nor did he call for someone to drag Wang Defa back.

He simply watched Wang Defa's stumbling figure disappear at the end of the corridor leading to the backyard.

That face, which always carried a hint of cynicism, was now grim, devoid of any smile.

Some things can be treated as jokes.

There are some things that even someone as stoic as him can't laugh about.

At that moment, no one in the room spoke.

Everyone stood quietly, holding their breath, listening intently, waiting for the result.

Even the Empress put down her teacup and stopped eating.

Time passed moment by moment.

The atmosphere in the banquet hall grew increasingly heavy.

Just as everyone held their breath in concentration.

A furious roar suddenly came from the backyard:

"You bitch—!!"

It was Wang Defa's voice.

It was heart-wrenching, filled with hatred, and I wished I could scream until my voice was hoarse.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of porcelain shattering, and ping-pong balls flying everywhere, creating a chaotic mess.

The people in the room looked at each other, none of them daring to utter a sound.

The result has finally arrived.

Zhu Ming slowly closed his eyes.

After a long while, he opened his eyes again, gazing at the direction leading to the backyard, a cold, enigmatic smile playing on his lips:

"Ah, women..."

He had only just begun to speak.

With a whoosh.

The Empress and Xu Miaoyun, who were standing nearby, turned their heads to look at the same time.

Two unfriendly gazes fell on the little guy.

Zhu Ming froze.

bad,

I forgot about my mother and Sister Miaoyun.

The little guy was so startled that he quickly changed his tune, "Ahem, well... I meant some women, some..."

Zhu Ming was sweating profusely with anxiety.

Empress Ma and Xu Miaoyun exchanged a glance and burst out laughing.

Then, Empress Ma reached out and gently patted Zhu Ming's head, saying softly:

"You're right, some women aren't even fit to be human, let alone mothers!"

Xu Miaoyun chimed in, "Your Majesty is right. Even tigers don't eat their cubs, yet some people are capable of harming their own sons!"

The voice just fell,

There was another moment of silence.

Then, the group turned their attention back to Huang Zi'an, who was kneeling on the ground.

Now that we've verified that what he said is true, it means that this kid is genuinely planning to surrender!

This left Zhu Ming momentarily at a loss as to how to deal with the guy.

You suggest killing him? He was the only one who voluntarily surrendered and provided such crucial information.

But if you say let him go, he does indeed have dealings with Qian Youde again.

This put Zhu Ming in a difficult position.

Huang Zi'an, kneeling on the ground, secretly glanced at Zhu Ming's troubled expression and knew in his heart that whether he could live or die depended on this.

So he took the initiative to speak, saying, "Your Highness, I know I have made a mistake, so I am willing to offer all my family's wealth to Your Highness as an offering to atone for my transgression!"

Zhu Ming was still hesitant, but when he heard that Huang Zi'an was going to donate all his family property, he immediately felt relieved.

"Who wants all your wealth?" he said with a look of disdain. "Don't make me sound like a bandit."

"As long as you behave, I guarantee your safety."

That's just how the little guy is; he responds better to gentle persuasion than force!

You're polite to him, and he'll be even more polite to you!

Upon hearing this, Huang Zi'an finally felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, yes, thank you, Your Highness!"

Zhu Ming thought for a moment, then added:

"Alright then, considering that you surrendered voluntarily, I, Your Highness, will fine you ten thousand taels of silver as a token of my remorse."

Upon hearing this, Huang Zian's smile suddenly froze.

Ten thousand taels?

To be honest, this would happen under normal circumstances.

He had to grit his teeth to squeeze out the money.

His pharmacy looked prosperous, but after deducting the cost of medicinal herbs, rent, and wages for his employees, the actual amount that went into his pocket throughout the year was quite small.

To be honest, ten thousand taels of silver is enough to make him feel the pinch for quite some time.

But then I thought about it again...

Huang Zi'an felt relieved again.

What does handing over 10,000 taels mean?

This means that his dealings with Qian Youde are now wiped clean.

This means his life has been saved.

My life is saved, what's money compared to that!

He immediately forced a smile and readily agreed:

"Your Highness, rest assured! This humble subject will immediately send over ten thousand taels of gold!"

Zhu Ming: "..."

His hand, which was about to pick up the cup, suddenly stopped.

One... ten thousand taels what?

gold?

Zhu Ming blinked, wondering if he had misheard.

What he just said was clearly silver!

Why does the unit change when it comes to Huang Zi'an? He just talks about gold the moment he opens his mouth?

Should I have someone send it over right away?

Good heavens, he talks about ten thousand taels of gold as if it were just a basket of cabbages?

Zhu Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but look Huang Zi'an up and down.

No, do all people in the medicinal herb business make this much money?

The little one turned to the Empress and whispered, "Mother, did I take too little just now?"