773: What’s the Point of Having A Clean Reputation

What’s the Point of Having A Clean Reputation

Master Dong did not think so at first. He had heard it from a servant when he returned home.1

Xie Pinggang chuckled sarcastically. "If I really wanted to force her to marry me, I'd rather hang a knife around your neck than force a young lady like her!" 

Master Dong's eyes were filled with fury.

"Master Dong, the matter hasn't been clarified yet, so you can't speak carelessly. I happen to be here today. I brought a group of people from the criminal division to investigate the cause of death of this person. If we investigate it carefully, you can also claim justice for your daughter." The Crown Prince's words could not be refuted.

Master Dong actually wanted to bury his daughter earlier.

It would destroy their reputation to implicate the criminal division.

However, he could not openly oppose the Crown Prince, especially since the Crown Prince was doing this out of... kindness.

He could only bite the bullet and invite them in.

Men were allowed to enter women's bedrooms now.

Xie Pinggang treated Dong Yiyun as a victim. His attitude was different from usual, and he was more attentive.

The furnishings in the young lady's bedroom were quite regular. They were neither extravagant nor too simple. It could be considered ordinary. The only difference was that there was a bookcase in the bedroom with many miscellaneous books on it.

They heard that when Young Lady Dong died, she was not dressed properly, but she had changed into new clothes now. Her hair had been combed, and she was much cleaner and tidier.

"Before the young lady died, did anything unusual happen?" Xie Pinggang asked.

The maid servants were so scared that their bodies trembled.

Their eyes were swollen from crying. Now that they were being questioned, one of them replied with a hoarse voice, "S-Since the day of the engagement, the young lady had always been crying. She said that her life was tough, and she was afraid, and she would get angry from time to time... Her emotions were very unstable." 

Everyone thought Xie Pinggang had scared her.

"Impossible. I saw her the day before the engagement. She didn't seem to be mentally unstable," Xie Pinggang said.

Zhao Xuanjing thought for a moment and asked in a cold voice, "What had she eaten recently?" 

"What had she eaten? I-It was the same as usual... Simple dishes, nothing different..." The maid servant said honestly.

"Before the engagement, I heard that a thief broke into her room. Have you found out who that thief is?" Xie Pinggang asked again.

Hearing this, the faces of everyone in the room changed.

Especially Master Dong, who was trembling with anger. "D-Don't spew nonsense! She's already dead. Do you want to ruin her reputation?" 

How could such a thing be spread?!

Moreover, since it was a case, there were naturally people who recorded it. These words were evidence in court!

Xie Pinggang did not care. "She's already dead. What's the point of having a clean reputation? Is it important to avenge her or is it important to have a clean reputation? As a father, don't you even know that?" 

Master Dong's heart trembled and he was helpless. He could only clench his teeth. "Y-You're asking the obvious! Who else besides you barged in that day?! If not for that, do you think I would have betrothed my daughter to a boorish man like you?!" 

"Speak properly, don't quarrel, and don't insult Minister Xie's character," Zhao Xuanjing spoke again.

He was protecting his people.

Xie Pinggang was his man, and Xie Qiao was standing beside him.

Master Dong felt his heart ache at the Crown Prince's words, and he was angry inside.

He was the one who had lost his daughter. What did the Crown Prince mean?! Was his bias not too obvious?!

It was Xie Pinggang who had tarnished his daughter's reputation. The Crown Prince was being unreasonable. Moreover, now that Xie Pinggang had accused his second daughter, if this matter were to be spread and taken seriously, what would happen to his first daughter's marriage?!

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