Regarding Mo Nichang, Ouyang Hua found her a real headache.
This wasn’t the first time he’d handled a case involving her. A few months ago, during the Spring Outing Poetry Gathering, she broke the arm of a daughter from the Vice Minister of Works’ family and beat her until her face looked like a pig’s head.
The reason was that the Vice Minister’s daughter had gotten close to Ning Wang.
The Senior Minister had sent him to handle it, but… there was no result. That little ancestor only came to the Dali Temple to drink a cup of tea before being taken away by the Mo Prime Minister.
In the end, an investigation revealed that the Vice Minister of Works claimed his daughter had fallen and broken her arm herself, with no involvement from Mo Nichang.
When Ouyang Hua heard this, he couldn’t help but sigh. Having power was truly convenient.
So now, it was this little ancestor again.
What should he do?
Should he go back to the Dali Temple and report to the Senior Minister before making a decision?
Thanks to the help of these two sect disciples, the death toll from over a dozen had been reduced to two.
But as the culprit behind it all, Mo Nichang… no, the real culprit should be that carriage driver.
The driver!
Ouyang Hua suddenly hit on the key point. If he didn’t pursue this matter, the common people would certainly think that the Dali Temple only bullied the weak and feared the strong.
If he did pursue it, the Dali Temple might be fine, but he wouldn’t be. With the power of the Mo Prime Minister, he might not be able to take on the entire Dali Temple, but dealing with him, the Assistant Minister of the Dali Temple, was more than enough.
The power of the Mo Clan was extremely terrifying. Not only did they have the Noble Consort as their sister, but his daughter Mo Nichang had also been betrothed by His Majesty the Emperor to Ning Wang as the primary consort—the future Princess Consort of Ning.
On top of that, he himself was the Head of Civil Officials. With such terrifying power, even ordinary princes and imperial princes dared not provoke him.
At the thought of this, Ouyang Hua inexplicably got a toothache.
“Assistant Minister, Mo Nichang also personally killed one person with her bare hands.”
The constable’s words made his toothache even worse.
This little wench, in broad daylight, in front of everyone, killed someone with her own hands. This… this… it didn’t seem like it could be covered up.
But the Mo Clan’s power…
Dammit, why did I have to be saddled with this?
If I’d known, I wouldn’t have come.
At this moment, Ouyang Hua truly wanted to just walk away and wash his hands of the whole affair.
But he’d already shown his face. He couldn’t just abandon it.
“Go back and report this to the Senior Minister. Ask for his opinion.”
“Yes.”
Ouyang Hua let out a sigh. Looking at the scholar kneeling in front of Chen Xiaoyan, he now hoped that this sect disciple would take over the case for him.
Throughout all of Datang, no one dared to openly touch a sect disciple. Otherwise, only destruction awaited them.
Even His Majesty the Emperor would have to consult the sect they belonged to before making a move against them.
With them to take the heat, he wouldn’t need to come forward personally.
But judging by the look of it, this sect disciple wasn’t too willing to get involved.
Ouyang Hua’s eyes darted around. He quickly put on a look of surprise and said to Chong Chong, “Is that Miss Mo again?”
“You know her?” Chen Xiaoyan turned back to ask.
Ouyang Hua nodded.
“This Miss Mo, relying on the fact that her father is the current Prime Minister, acts lawlessly. She breaks arms and legs of anyone she dislikes. Extremely cruel.
A few months ago, I handled a case involving her. Regrettably, the Mo Prime Minister took her away without a scratch.”
Wu Yaowen, kneeling on the ground, heard this and showed a strange expression. He glanced up at Ouyang Hua.
Were they in the Dali Temple implying something?
Were they finally daring to go against the Mo Clan?
No way~
“Oh.” Chen Xiaoyan remained unruffled, showing no reaction.
A spoiled young lady like that, with power and influence, always died miserably in TV shows.
“I’ve heard that the fairies of the Heavenly Fragrance Sect are all compassionate, unable to bear the suffering of the common people. I believe that you will surely give them justice.”
Chen Xiaoyan was deeply shocked.
‘Good grief, this guy even knows how to use moral blackmail. Ridiculous.’
“Cough, cough.” Seeing that she still wasn’t moved, Ouyang Hua grew a bit anxious. He faked a couple of coughs to draw Wu Yaowen’s attention.
Then he quickly shot him a meaningful glance.
At first, Wu Yaowen didn’t understand. It wasn’t until Ouyang Hua spoke a sentence in resignation that it finally clicked.
“I believe this brother also shares that hope, doesn’t he?”
“Your Excellency speaks truly.” Wu Yaowen caught on immediately, feeling deeply grateful to Ouyang Hua in his heart.
Chen Xiaoyan fell silent.
“Xiaoyan-jie, how about we go take a look? It’s not like we have anything to do. Let’s go see the fun.” Chong Chong came back and grabbed her hand.
She had just gone to look at the bodies of the mother and daughter. Their deaths were truly miserable. Even though these weren’t real lives, just a program, Chong Chong still couldn’t stand it.
“Chong Chong, you…” Chen Xiaoyan looked at her speechlessly, not expecting this girl to stab her in the back too.
“Xiaoyan-jie, I want to see what kind of person this Mo Nichang is. Please?”
Chong Chong’s sudden coquettish tone gave Wu Yaowen and Ouyang Hua goosebumps all over.
Their eyes were full of shock. So a woman’s voice could be this seductive?
“Alright, alright, stop shaking me. We’ll go see, okay?”
Chen Xiaoyan gave in. She could ignore NPCs, but she had to listen a little to Chong Chong’s cute requests. Besides, she had plenty of survival items and even a summoning item, so she wasn’t afraid of walking into this dragon’s den or tiger’s lair.
Wu Yaowen was overjoyed. He kowtowed to them a few times.
“Thank you, fairies, for your kindness. I, Wu Yaowen, will follow your commands from now on. I’ll go through fire and water without hesitation.”
“Alright, stop kneeling. I’m not guaranteeing anything. If it doesn’t work out, don’t blame us.”
“I wouldn’t dare. Even if I can’t punish that evil woman, I won’t resent either of you fairies.”
Wu Yaowen clasped his hands and stood up.
“Good.” Chen Xiaoyan finally felt reassured.
“Fairy, do you need me to lead the way?” Wu Yaowen’s posture and tone had become much more humble.
Chen Xiaoyan didn’t care about his reaction. She turned back to look at Ouyang Hua.
“Ouyang Hua, right?”
“Yes, that is this official.”
“Take care of these two, please.” Chen Xiaoyan pointed at Lin Chong’s father and another unconscious person.
Ouyang Hua clasped his hands and smiled. “Rest assured, Fairy. This official will not leave this spot for even an inch.”
“Mm.”
Chen Xiaoyan nodded in satisfaction. She turned around and was about to tell the scholar to lead the way when suddenly, a group of servants came running down the street ahead.
At a glance, there were a good forty to fifty of them.
At the head was a middle-aged man in a simple gray robe, hands clasped behind his back, walking with his eyes closed.
His pace was slow and leisurely. The other servants had to run just to keep up.
Clearly, he had a high level of skill in Qinggong techniques.
“Fairy, they are from the Mo Clan. The leader is the Mo Clan’s steward, Mo Jiuchi. He is one of the three Grandmaster Martial Artists in Shangjing City.” Ouyang Hua whispered a reminder from the side.
“That uncle is also part of the Mo Clan?” Chen Xiaoyan turned back in surprise.
Ouyang Hua shook his head and explained, “Mo Jiuchi’s original name was Mo Jiuchi. The Mo Prime Minister granted him the surname ‘Mo’ specially because he had guarded the Mo Clan for decades and was utterly loyal.”
“Oh~ Is a Grandmaster strong?” Chen Xiaoyan’s tone was full of curiosity.
Just the title “Grandmaster” sounded incredibly awesome.
She just didn’t know if there was any gap between them and Xiu Lian practitioners.