..

After Han Qianhua’s wedding, the Jiang Family began planning to overturn the Chen Family’s case.

“Father, now that we’ve successfully brought back Grandfather’s family, shouldn’t we start taking action?” Jiang Yuanyuan pondered.

Jiang Fengyuan asked, “Has there been any movement from the people in Fireworks Alley?”

Jiang Yuanyuan shook his head.

He had ordered the place to be tightly watched, yet every time they entered, they found nothing.

Jiang Yuanfan frowned. “Vanishing into thin air… Is there really a technique in this world that can achieve such a feat?”

Jiang Yuanxi sat up.

【There is. Immortal techniques, divine power, demon force, and dark magic—plenty of them.】

The family merely regarded these words as the product of a child’s imagination from reading too many storybooks.

Otherwise, if such techniques truly existed, why had they never seen them before?

These things only appeared in fictional tales.

【Yesterday, Yan Song left without a sound. Judging from the ashes left on the ground, he likely used dark magic. It seems he resides in Fireworks Alley.】

Hearing this, the Jiang family was unsettled—especially Jiang Yuanfan.

He had kept watch over Fireworks Alley for a long time.

Every time the man in black left, a ring of ash-like dust would appear on the ground.

Thinking back, the shadow that had appeared outside the An Guo Mansion did bear some resemblance to Yan Song.

If what Yuanxi said was true, then what exactly was Yan Song?

Jiang Yuanfan’s astonishment didn’t escape the eyes of the others.

Jiang Yuansheng exchanged a look with him, signaling that they should put on an act.

Jiang Yuansheng took the lead. “There are indeed many techniques in storybooks. Yuancheng, you read a lot—tell us, are there any methods to counter such forces?”

Jiang Yuancheng looked up. “There are plenty—Tianyi Dao Techniques, Purification Spells…” He listed more than twenty methods in one breath.

“But these are all made-up things, unreliable.”

Jiang Yuanfan nodded. “They’re all fabricated nonsense. Don’t believe in them, big brother.”

【Who says they’re made up?】

The family’s gaze shifted to the small figure sitting in the center, eager for her explanation.

【The Tianyi Dao Techniques were created by the Daoist Tianyi himself. The Purification Spells are fundamental techniques of celestial officials. Every single one of them is real.】

【Back then, I was chased across the entire heavenly court by Daoist Tianyi. I’ve experienced them firsthand.】

【Getting rid of this dark magic is easy. Leave it to me.】

Jiang Fengyuan and Madam Chen were shocked.

Could their daughter truly be the reincarnation of a celestial being?

Jiang Yuansheng, however, was more curious—what had his sister done to offend a celestial official?

After dinner, Jiang Yuanxi asked Chun Zhi to bring ink and paper.

She began sketching something.

The next morning, during breakfast, she presented six prepared sachets.

“What are these?” Jiang Fengyuan asked.

Jiang Yuanxi replied, “Gifts—to protect all of you.”

【As long as you wear them close, demons and evil spirits won’t dare approach.】

Jiang Yuancheng eagerly grabbed one and tucked it into his chest.

He had long known his sister was no ordinary person.

This must be something special.

After breakfast, Jiang Fengyuan dressed in his official robes.

“Is everything ready?”

Jiang Yuansheng nodded. “All set.”

With witnesses and evidence at hand, there was no way the culprits could escape.

..

Due to Wu Cuirou’s actions and the harm she had caused, the Ministry of Justice had punished her, but the An Guo Mansion was also implicated.

The Emperor reprimanded the Duke of An Guo for failing to maintain proper family discipline and ordered him to correct the situation.

Marquis Wanzeng stood nearby, while Jiang Ruowei knelt before them.

“Grandfather, I did propose the establishment of Fa Cai Residence, but since its creation, my mother has been the one managing it. I had no involvement.”

The Duke of An Guo asked, “So, the unauthorized alteration of the formula was entirely Wu’s idea?”

Jiang Ruowei kowtowed. “Please believe me, Grandfather.”

That foolish woman was a hopeless case, and now she had dragged her down as well.

The Duke of An Guo looked down. “According to what you say, can the shop still continue operating?”

“Of course!” Jiang Ruowei was overjoyed.

Although their materials weren’t as refined as those of Lan Fang Pavilion, their products were still in high demand.

As long as they reopened, making money wouldn’t be a problem.

“In that case, Wanzeng, make arrangements. Ruowei will handle the rest.”

The previous shop was no longer usable.

“Thank you, Grandfather.”

After they left, the Duke of An Guo changed his attire for court.

Suddenly, his right eyelid twitched, and an ominous feeling filled his heart.

But having received assurances from a certain someone, he suppressed his unease.

..

Officials gathered in the court hall.

As Jiang Fengyuan arrived, many greeted him with respect.

He was puzzled—these were the same people who used to either ignore him or act arrogantly in his presence.

Now, they treated him with unexpected courtesy.

He couldn’t figure out why.

Just then, the Duke of Han approached.

“Everything is ready?”

Jiang Fengyuan nodded. Now, they only needed the Duke of An Guo to appear.

“By the way, Senior Uncle, do you know why these officials are suddenly so polite to me?” Jiang Fengyuan gestured toward the respectful officials.

The Duke of Han chuckled.

“All thanks to Yuanxi. See that man over there?” He pointed at an official.

“That’s Minister Zhou Qun from the Ministry of Personnel. Yuanxi cured his wife’s long-term illness. Just a few days ago, they discovered she was pregnant.”

“And this one…”

Jiang Fengyuan felt a sense of pride.

His daughter had brought him this newfound respect.

But then, the Duke of Han warned, “Don’t get too happy just yet.”

“What do you mean?”

The Duke of Han pointed again.

Jiang Fengyuan turned to see several officials glaring at him, their expressions dark and sharp as knives.

It sent a chill down his spine.

“I don’t recall offending them…” He thought back but didn’t recognize those officials.

The Duke of Han smirked. “You didn’t. But because of something Yuanxi said, Minister Hong’s wife discovered he had a mistress. Now she’s demanding a divorce.”

“And what about that one?” Jiang Fengyuan pointed at Minister Rong.

The Duke of Han clicked his tongue. “This one’s even worse. Yuanxi outright stated that he isn’t of the Rong family’s bloodline. His wife investigated, and guess what?”

Jiang Fengyuan gulped, afraid to hear the answer.

“It turns out, generations ago, the Rong family’s grandmother cuckolded their ancestor. Now, the family elders want to disown his entire branch.”

How did a simple medical checkup expose all of this?

No wonder those officials were giving him murderous glares.

Jiang Fengyuan sighed.

Yuanxi, oh Yuanxi, you truly are your father’s good daughter.

But he wasn’t worried—his integrity was solid, and no one could find faults with him.

Besides, today was a big day.

Jiang Fengyuan clutched the memorial inside his sleeve, his gaze turning cold.

The Duke of An Guo’s eyes swept over the officials and landed on Jiang Fengyuan.

After some thought, he walked over.

“The Chen family’s case is long past. You’d best not get involved. I’m reminding you out of consideration, since you are my son.”

Jiang Qisheng was in prison, and the second branch of the family had few promising heirs.

Jiang Fengyuan and Jiang Yuansheng, however, had bright futures.

If Jiang Fengyuan yielded, he might even reinstate their family into the ancestral hall.

Jiang Fengyuan remained calm.

“Your only son is still in prison. While I carry the Jiang surname, I belong to the Jiang family, not the An Guo Mansion.”

“In fact, I had considered changing my surname to Chen, but my wife wouldn’t let me out of love.”

“You—ridiculous!”

Jiang Fengyuan scoffed.

“Watch closely, Duke of An Guo. Today, we will settle both old and new accounts.”