The next day, the morning sun shone through the thin clouds and spread on the roof of the Huang family's mansion, but it could not dispel the filled aura of sadness.

The Huang family is holding a funeral ceremony. White cloth strips flutter in the wind, and the bleak music echoes in the air.

The eldest lady stood in front of the mourning hall, her face serious and cold.

Beside her, several concubines were dressed in plain clothes and looked haggard, and tears kept falling like beads with broken threads.

"Today, you will accompany the master to leave. This is the tradition of the family and your honor." The eldest lady's voice was as cold as frost, without any sympathy.

"No! We don't want to die!" a concubine cried, her voice full of despair, "Please, grandma, let us live!"

The other concubines also agreed, and the pleading voices echoed in the mourning hall, but the eldest lady's expression was not moved at all.

At this moment, the county magistrate rushed to the scene with a group of people.

Their footsteps resounded throughout the quiet morning, as if they were a challenge to this sad scene.

The county magistrate's eyes were as sharp as an eagle. He walked straight to the eldest lady and said loudly: "Stop it! The Prime Minister has an order, and no living person can be buried with him! This is an illegal act!"

The eldest lady's face turned pale in an instant, and she looked at the county magistrate in disbelief.

"The master has already prepared the order, why would you object?"

"I am the county magistrate, and I must uphold the dignity of national laws!" The county magistrate's voice was sonorous and powerful, "No matter who it is, you cannot violate the Prime Minister's order!"

At this time, the atmosphere in the mourning hall became tense, and people began to whisper and talk.

Some people expressed dissatisfaction with the eldest lady's actions and thought she was too cruel; some people cheered for the courage and justice of the county magistrate.

The county magistrate turned to face everyone, his voice clear and loud, "Friends, burying living people with them is an extremely cruel and inhumane act."

The eldest lady's lips were trembling slightly, and she obviously did not expect such a change.

She started to curse in her heart. The county magistrate took over the master's things and actually came to meddle in other people's business again.

She still tried to argue: "This is the family business of our Huang family, and you have no right to interfere!"

"Family affairs cannot transcend the boundaries of the law!" The county magistrate did not retreat at all, "I came today to maintain fairness and justice."

"If you have to stop me, I would rather die here!" said the eldest lady gritted her teeth.

The county magistrate looked at the eldest lady coldly.

"Then you die. You keep saying that this is a family tradition, so why don't you go with the burial yourself?"

The eldest lady's body was trembling slightly, and her tears kept rolling down.

"This...is different..."

"What's the difference?" The county magistrate's voice became increasingly harsh. "You have to deprive others of their lives for the sake of the so-called tradition. How cruel and selfish is this!"

At this time, the mourning hall was silent, and everyone was shocked by the words of the county magistrate. They began to think about whether this so-called family tradition is really worth sticking to.

"But you have collected money from the Huang family and have promised the master," said the eldest lady.

At this time, the county magistrate asked the servant to bring a box.

"I didn't move the money your master gave me at all. I'll give it back to you now."

A joke, compared to being punished by Xi Yu, this little money cannot be handled.

The eldest lady's crying echoed in the air, and her heart was filled with contradictions and pain.

The eldest lady looked at the county magistrate with confusion and asked, "What the hell is going on? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

The county magistrate was silent for a moment and his eyes turned to the door.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked in.

Xi Yu was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had an extraordinary temperament.

He smiled and showed the token to everyone, solemnly announced: "I am the Prime Minister."

The Huang family was shocked. They never expected that the Prime Minister himself would come.

Seeing this, one of the concubines hurried to Xi Yu and begged in tears: "Prime Minister, please make the decision for the little girl!"

Xi Yu looked at her gently and comforted her: "Don't worry, since I am here, I will definitely uphold justice for you."

The eldest lady didn't expect Prime Minister Xi Yu to come here in person. Her face became very ugly and she felt secretly panicked.

Prime Minister Xi Yu looked around with a serious and firm look. He said: "The bad habit of living people burying with them has long been out of place. Life is precious, so how can we easily deprive it? I came here this time to stop this absurd behavior."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and the eldest lady realized that her actions had aroused public outrage.

She lowered her head and said nothing, and her heart was filled with regret.

Prime Minister Xi Yu continued: "From now on, the Huang family should abandon this bad habit, respect life, and follow the law." He looked at the eldest lady, "I hope you can understand that traditions are not unchangeable."

The eldest lady nodded silently, knowing that she could no longer stick to her original idea.

Xi Yu's arrival not only changed the fate of the Huang family, but also made them understand the importance of justice and fairness.

Under the auspices of Xi Yu, the funeral ceremony of the Huang family was resumed. There was no tragedy of living people burying with them.

This story spread throughout the county, and people praised Prime Minister Xi Yu's wisdom and courage.

His actions not only saved innocent lives, but also allowed people to see a good official who truly considers the people.

The county magistrate was sweating coldly.

Xi Yu and the county magistrate stood in the courtyard and talked seriously.

Xi Yu looked at the county magistrate with a sharp look and said firmly: "County magistrate, the governor Chen Dagang is still detained in your home. You must be tried quickly, and I will supervise it myself."

The county magistrate responded respectfully: "Yes, Prime Minister and the lower magistrate immediately began to deal with this matter."

The county magistrate turned around and left in a hurry. Xi Yu looked at his back quietly, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

In the hall of the county magistrate, Chen Dagang was brought up. He looked at the county magistrate with a firm expression without fear.

The county magistrate patted the gavel and said sternly: "Chen Dagang, do you know your guilt?"

Because Xi Yu is supporting him now, he is braver.

Chen Dagang straightened up and replied loudly: "This matter has nothing to do with me! I was wronged!"

The county magistrate sneered.

"Hmph! The evidence is conclusive, do you still want to deny it? Come on, serve the big shot."

A hint of anger flashed in Chen Dagang's eyes.

"It is impossible to torture and force confession! This is a wrongful accusation of a good person!"

The county magistrate's face turned gloomy, and he slapped the table hard.

"Bold! You dare to be stubborn! You will be punished and punished!"

At this time, Xi Yu walked into the hall. His appearance made everyone nervous.

"It's better to call out the witness first," Xi Yu said.

The county magistrate then temporarily stopped sending people torture.

Just ask someone to call out the killer.

After a while, the killer appeared.

He immediately knelt down, and his body had improved a little.

The county magistrate then asked, "Did you say Chen Dagang ordered you to kill the Prime Minister?"

The killer insisted and said firmly: "Sir, this is the truth. Chen Dagang did hire us to assassinate Prime Minister Xi Yu."

Chen Dagang played a rogue and he shouted loudly.

"This witness was arranged by the county magistrate and does not count at all! If you have the ability, come up with other evidence!"

The county magistrate's face became very ugly.

He glared at Chen Dagang, "How dare you slander me!"

Prime Minister Xi Yu frowned and he fell into deep thought.

Although the testimony of this killer is important, it is indeed difficult to convince without other evidence to support it.

At this time, a yamen runner hurried in with a mysterious letter in his hand.

He handed the letter to the county magistrate and said, "Sir, this is a letter I just received, and it seems to be related to the case."

The county magistrate opened the letter and read it carefully.

His face gradually became serious, and finally he handed the letter to Prime Minister Xi Yu.

"Prime Minister, look."

Xi Yu took the letter and after reading it, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He looked at Chen Dagang and said majestic tone: "Chen Dagang, is the content in this letter related to you?"

Chen Dagang's face turned pale in an instant, and his body began to tremble.

"This...this..."
To be continued...