Chapter 270 Street confrontation.

In Baoyue Tower, Fan Xian met several brothers from the Ming family who had split up.

"Don't go out for the next few days."

Fan Xian turned around and glanced at one of them, and couldn't help but remind him again, "Especially you, Fourth Master Ming. It's impossible for them to save themselves now, but if they kill you, they might still have a chance of survival!"

Fourth Master Ming said in a low voice in fear: "I dare not act like a master in front of you, just call me Fourth Master Ming!"

"I never thought that mother and son could be so cruel."

No matter how stupid he was, he knew that the old woman's death was not simple!
It’s not that he has become smarter, but because he knows that vicious woman too well!

"The Ming family is too big. Your branch alone has grown to more than a thousand people today! Not to mention the entire Ming family. If we want to survive or even make further progress, it is not impossible to do so without sacrificing some people's awareness!"

The Ming family is too rich, but they do not have the rights that match their financial resources.

In addition to building up his reputation and deceiving ordinary people, his biggest reliance is actually the eldest princess who is an outsider.

It should be said or not, it is really a way to die.

"Go down and get ready!"

Fan Xian calculated the time. The previous arrangement had taken effect. After the personnel from the Supervisory Office who went out to collect evidence returned, it would be the end of the Ming family.

"You will be asked to testify in court soon!"

This matter should be dealt with sooner rather than later. Fan Xian did not dare to delay it for too long, as he was on guard against any changes in Kyoto. If something unexpected happened, the Ming family would be able to turn the tables!
"Don't worry, sir. We saved it!" The Ming brothers answered in unison without any scruples or hesitations.

Fan Xian waved his hand, signaling everyone to go down.

After the Ming family members had left, Wang Qinian walked up to them and asked, "Sir, where are we going next?"

Fan Xian smiled slightly, his mood inexplicably rising, and said, "Where else can we go? Of course, we should go to Huayuan!"

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The carriage slowly drove towards the Huayuan Garden in Suzhou City. It was just past noon, and the warm but not blazing sunlight gently sprinkled on the earth and shone into people's hearts. Despite this, the chill in people's hearts could not be dispelled.

The farce in Mingyuan is over.

But in order to prevent the news from leaking, Fan Xian had already cooperated with Governor Xue Qing's city guards to surround the city in three layers.

The accountant of Junshan Society, Steward Zhou, was also being interrogated by the procuratorate at this moment.

I hope to get more information out of the interrogation before the trial begins.

The carriage hadn't even reached Huayuan yet, and just as it was driving onto this street, it was stopped by a funeral procession coming straight towards it!
Ming Qingda acted quickly. After dispersing all the guests, he instantly turned the wedding into a funeral. It was really smooth and seamless. I don't know who he was doing this for. With the information gap between the two parties, could it be that he wanted to follow the established plan and continue to play the sympathy card for the Ming family to hinder me?
Ming Qingda was at the front row of the funeral procession at this moment.

There was a hint of sadness and resentment in his eyes.

In his opinion, the reason why his mother died, and died in Mingjia Huayuan at this time, was because she was forced by Fan Xian!

It was the other party who forced her to death, and it really has nothing to do with me!

If the head of the Ming family was not me, I believe that if it was someone else, they would make the same choice as me! All these changes in expression were revealed to the people of the Supervisory Council who were parked not far away.

"Are you satisfied now, sir? You kept forcing us, and now my old lady couldn't bear the humiliation and hanged herself at the birthday banquet. This humiliation will be repaid a hundredfold by my Ming family!" What a deep love between mother and son. Ming Qingda's lips were pale and his face was blue. He said sternly: "Master Fan, are you not going to give my Ming family an explanation? Now that the elder has passed away, if you kneel down and plead for the old lady now, I will make the decision on this matter and we can let it go!"

"Do you know how the Supervisory Commission was established? Who does it directly report to and to whom does it report?"

Fan Xian walked forward slowly until he stopped in front of the funeral procession and said loudly, "We are only kneeling to Your Majesty. Could it be that Master Ming is comparing himself to Your Majesty?"

Ming Qingda broke into a cold sweat after hearing this. He forced himself to remain calm and said, "Why do you have to involve His Majesty with your personal behavior?"

"Anyway, we won't kneel!" Fan Xian shook his head. "Even if we were a little impatient and made mistakes, we won't kneel down to this old woman!"

Ming Qingda frowned tightly as he was analyzing the implications of Fan Xian's words.

After a while, Ming Qingda, who had got the result, couldn't help but sway. Fortunately, he was supported by his servants so that he didn't fall to the ground and make a fool of himself.

Those people from the Ming family branch have disappeared, and no one even showed up at today's banquet, which means they have completely torn their relations.

There has been no news from Mingyuan so far.
"Then let's all perish together! No one should think of having an easy life!"

"It's not like we will all be destroyed together, but you will be the only ones who will have a hard time!"

The two teams were still facing each other, neither of them was willing to give in, and the atmosphere gradually became more subtle, affecting everyone present. Some people had already put their hands on their weapons, and the whole situation was on the verge of breaking out!
"No matter what, the dead are the most important! Lord Fan, are you going to keep blocking us like this?" Ming Qingda sighed in his heart. The Supervisory Office was so tough now. It seemed that they had obtained evidence and leverage over the Ming family.

Normally speaking, no matter when, when you encounter a funeral procession, you should give way to it.

But Fan Xian didn't have these worries at the moment, and his words were full of aggression: "You can't go anywhere. The Supervisory Office is handling a case. People who are not involved please stay away!"

As if he had thought of something, Ming Qingda roared, "How dare you!"

"Is there anything that the Overwatch Council dare not do?" Fan Xian waved his hand and said, "We now suspect that the old lady of the Ming Mansion was killed by someone else. Now the Overwatch Council wants to investigate the clues and examine the body. What are you still standing there for? Why don't you thank Master Ming for his cooperation? They are sending the person to us!"

After receiving the order, the people from the Supervisory Council approached the opposite convoy without hesitation.

"You humiliate us like this. I, the Mingfu, will never coexist with you!" He did not expect that even after forcing him with the funeral, the other party did not intend to give in at all.

"Why are you so anxious to bury Old Lady Ming? Could it be that you are the one who killed Old Lady Ming?"

Fan Xian sneered. He didn't believe that Ming Qingda would dare to use force at this time.

When Ming Qingda was in danger, an aide walked up to him and whispered in his ear, "Master, please take the lives of tens of thousands of people in the clan into consideration. We can't act recklessly! We should be tolerant this time and we can take it slow later!"

Ming Qingda looked pale and felt guilty.

That was his mother he had killed with his own hands. How could he dare to let the Inspectorate take away the body?

Although he could disguise his death as hanging, he was still worried that the people from the Supervisory Office might find some clues because he was guilty.

The two groups of people were still confronting each other when another uninvited guest arrived.

(End of this chapter)