If they could arrest Jiang An ahead of time, they would probably find out.
Old Whitehead hurriedly sent word to the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Punishments.
The old fellow at the Ministry of Personnel had originally planned to proceed step by step, dealing with Jiang An only after Lan Ruoyue was executed. Lately, he had simply been quietly gathering evidence and keeping Jiang An in place.
Upon hearing this, he dared not delay any longer.
He mobilized everyone in the Ministry of Personnel to work overtime starting that day. Even if they had to dig three feet into the earth, they would put Jiang An behind bars!
The Ministry of Punishments also helped make arrests.
For anyone who dared keep their mouth shut, the Ministry of Punishments' seventy-two methods of torture stood ready with open doors.
Jiang An frowned as he drank his medicine, complaining, "Was today's medicine scorched? Why is it so bitter?"
Old Madam Jiang said with utter disdain, "Ask that precious daughter of yours! She brewed it today."
Jiang Liuli stormed in from outside and slammed a spatula onto the table.
The table shook under the impact, the noise piercing their ears.
Old Madam Jiang cursed, "You little beast, who are you throwing a tantrum at? Do you have any respect for your elder? You ill-mannered thing!"
"Elder? Pah! While you were feasting on delicacies, I was locked up in the Liu Family's house, suffering. Why didn't you act like elders then and rescue me?"
"I escaped through my own efforts. Afterward, I sold what I had on me, washed clothes for other people, and even had to service a few strange men."
"Why didn't you call yourselves my elders then? Now that you've fallen on hard times and have no one to wait