The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 784

Chapter 784: Chapter 670, You Came to Find Me_1

Beijing’s citizens truly celebrated the significant military achievements on the Northern Frontier for many days. However, the excitement did not last long, as it was suppressed by the Court of Justice’s widespread arrests of members of the Eight Princes Party.

Zhou Residence.

Zhou Jingyun thought about how her mother had been unable to eat or drink lately, so she personally made two kinds of pastries and brought them to her. As she reached the doorway, she heard her mother’s suppressed sobs.

"I heard that some officials have already been tortured to death by the Ministry of Justice in the interrogations... Master is a frail scholar... With such fierce torture devices at the Ministry of Justice, how can Master endure... Yet our family can’t even come near the Ministry of Justice’s doors..."

Hearing the intermittent words from inside the room, Zhou Jingyun’s face instantly turned pale. After a moment of silence, she lifted her skirts and ran out of the courtyard.

"Jingwan, I beg you to help me."

As soon as Zhou Jingyun entered Zhou Jingwan’s room, she made as if to kneel.

Zhou Jingwan was startled and quickly helped her stay upright, "What’s the matter, what happened?"

Zhou Jingyun hastily relayed what she had just heard to Zhou Jingwan, "Jingwan, the Minister of Punishments’ eldest son and your betrothed, Peng Mingchi, are close friends. I’ll accompany you to find Peng Mingchi. Please ask him to speak on our behalf, to let me enter the Ministry of Justice to see how Father is. Father has been jailed for over two months, and I’m really worried about him."

Zhou Jingwan looked troubled. The marriage arranged by her family had been set without her consent. By the time she found out, the Peng Family had already formalized the engagement.

Subsequently, through the matchmaking efforts of her family, she had met Peng Mingchi twice, but they did not see eye to eye. After her second uncle got into trouble, her mother and aunt had taken her to the Peng Family, where she still remembered the cold and distant attitude of Madam Peng.

"Jingyun, even if I ask Peng Mingchi, he might not agree."

Zhou Jingyun shook her head, "No, our family has been in trouble for so long, but the Peng Family has not broken off the engagement, which shows that he likes you."

Zhou Jingwan gave a bitter smile, "The Peng Family’s decision not to break off the engagement is not because of me, but because the Minister of Works was a former student of Grandfather. They’re not doing it out of love; they just don’t want to bear the reputation of being unfaithful."

Zhou Jingyun said urgently, "Regardless, you and Peng Mingchi are engaged, if you go to him, he can’t refuse to meet you."

Looking at her teary-eyed sister and thinking of her uncle and aunt’s care for her, Zhou Jingwan’s heart softened, and she nodded, "Alright, I’ll accompany you."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jingyun beamed with joy, "Jingwan, thank you."

Just as Zhou Jingwan and Zhou Jingyun left in a carriage, a troop of guards came and surrounded the Zhou Residence, "By Imperial decree, from this day forward, the Zhou Family may only enter, not leave."

...

Zhou Jingyun, who grew up in Beijing, had her own methods of gathering information. Soon, she discovered that Peng Mingchi was attending a poetry gathering at Yunhe Building.

"Jingwan, let’s hurry over."

Meanwhile, on the second floor of Yunhe Building, Peng Mingchi and several young lords and ladies were engaged in the poetry game of "floating cups along a winding stream."

The youths were divided into two groups, separated by a folding screen, each seated along a curved water channel. Cups of wine were placed upon the water, allowed to float downstream. Whichever individual the floating cup stopped in front of would compose a poem, which was then critiqued by everyone.

When Zhou Jingyun arrived with Zhou Jingwan, the atmosphere was at its peak.

The reason was simple; someone had created an outstanding poem, and the crowd was enthusiastically cheering.

"The talent of Master Peng is indeed rare amongst heavens and men; I must copy down that last poem and relish it thoroughly," said Du Qing from the family of the Director of Communications, not stinting in his praise.

To this, Peng Mingchi just smiled and did not react further. Just as he was about to send the cup back into the water stream for the next round, his gaze caught sight of Zhou Jingwan and Zhou Jingyun at the entrance of the building.

Peng Mingchi’s heart leapt with joy and he was about to go over to them when he remembered the warnings from his parents and elder brother before he left home. Hesitating momentarily, he sat back down.

He actually quite liked Zhou Jingwan, a young woman who often seemed distracted and lost in thought. Though she had little talent for literature and her looks were not the finest among the Beijing ladies, being around her felt relaxingly comfortable.

Isn’t home somewhere one can lay down all armors and masks after a tiring day?

He felt Zhou Jingwan could provide such a home for him.

He had thought that this year he would be able to marry Zhou Jingwan, but alas, Lord Zhou had gotten entangled in the Eight Princes Party case.

He had just learned from friends that the Zhou Residence was now being surrounded by guards.

Although he didn’t know how the Zhou sisters managed to leave, he was clear about their purpose in coming to him.

Even though he wanted to help, he was powerless.