"What's wrong with you, Fourth? Are you okay?"

Hearing Yang Huaming sneeze loudly, Yang Huazhong rushed to him and asked eagerly.

Although he has scolded and beaten his younger brother a lot in his journey as an older brother, deep down in his heart, his kindness to his younger brother shows up in every little move.

Yang Huaming shook the paper in his hand, "Third brother, it's this stuff. The smell makes my nose itchy."

Yang Huazhong snatched away the paper that caused the instigation, frowned and looked at it, sniffing, "Why does it smell so weird? What is this pretending to be?"

Yang Ruoqing coughed lightly and said, "The smell in this cave is bad. I'm going to the cave entrance to get some fresh air."

Before leaving, she gave Liu Xueyun a look.

After she left, Liu Xueyun came to Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming. The two of them got together to figure out what this thing was. Even Yang Yongzhi was attracted.

The three elders just couldn't guess it.

"Third uncle, father-in-law, this thing is not a good thing, he is..."

Liu Xueyun revealed to them that the chamber pot man secretly went to the town pharmacy to buy men's enhancement pills.

The three of them looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.

Yang Huazhong looked even more disgusted, and was about to tear the dirty paper in his hand into pieces, but was stopped by Liu Xueyun.

"Uncle San, this is evidence. Not only is it here, but it is also under the bed in the chamber pot man's house. We are going to use this to expose his ugly face and make it difficult for him to defend himself in front of the villagers!"

"Xue Yun is right. In the end, he was tied up in a pig cage and drowned!" Yang Huaming also echoed indignantly.

However, on the eve of soaking the pig cage, he wanted to find an opportunity to privately inquire with the chamber pot man about the effect of this medicine and whether it really worked. If it worked...

"Fourth brother, soaking pig cages is a barbarian practice. We will not engage in private law and hand it over to the government for handling." Yang Huazhong corrected Yang Huaming with a serious look.

Sent to the government, not to mention that the witnesses and material evidence are all there, the chamber pot guy can't solve the case. Even if the chamber pot guy has the ability to spend money to find connections... As long as the county magistrate is not stupid, how dare he not sell the face of the national protector general and his wife?

What's more, Da'an was in the Hanlin Academy, and Qing'er accidentally mentioned that Da'an would be an official in the future.

Yang Huazhong was not very clear about the division of powers among the civil and military officials, but he only remembered one thing: Yan Guan could report the improper words, deeds, and wrongdoings of all officials in front of the emperor in the Jinluan Palace.

With such a huge relationship suppressed, the county magistrate must deal with it impartially, not to mention the evil deeds done by the chamber pot guy that make people feel cold just by mentioning them. It is unethical and immoral!

In the cave, Liu Xueyun told them everything they needed to say, and kept the evidence that needed to be preserved. Then he led them out of the cave, met up with Yang Ruoqing, and headed to the last place together.

The last place, everyone is familiar with it, is the lonely little dark room in Shanchong.

The small black room was originally built with the consent of the whole village, and was used to temporarily detain those who needed to face the wall and think about their mistakes.

For example, Xiangzi, Dabai who was poisoned and couldn't get rid of it at home, or the faceless female corpse found last time...

But now, this small dark room is temporarily used to house the two rescued women.

The small dark room stood quietly and alone on the edge of the woods in the mountain. The wooden door was locked and a small window was left for ventilation.

Although there was no one around, Yang Ruoqing knew that Liu Xueyun had sent people to secretly protect this small dark room. If something strange happened, his subordinates would show up immediately.

Now that Liu Xueyun has brought them here, his subordinates have naturally received instructions in advance.

"If we all swarm in, will we scare the two women inside?"

When he arrived at the door of the small black room, Yang Huaming suddenly stopped, turned around and stopped the door to ask Yang Huazhong and the others behind him.

"What the fourth uncle means...you go first to see it? Shall we line up at the back and go in one by one?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a half-smile.

Yang Huaming looked awe-inspiring, "I was thinking, those two women must have been frightened and emotionally unstable after being imprisoned by the chamber pot man for so many years. I am more approachable, so I will go in first to comfort them, and then

How about you come in again?"

Yang Ruoqing was speechless.

She was surprised to find that she was about to become a roundworm in her fourth uncle's belly. He would throw out a few sentences and she would immediately be able to highlight the key points in the bunch of words.

"Uncle Fourth, I am a woman, you should be ranked behind me in terms of affinity," she said.

Yang Huaming's eyes rolled, as if he was thinking of words to defend. Yang Ruoqing had already taken the key from Liu Xueyun's hand and went straight up to open the door, "Everyone, come in."

Yang Huaming was a little depressed at first, because the first place was actually held down by Qing'er again.

As soon as the door opened, Yang Ruoqing turned around and pushed him into the room: "Fourth uncle, you are the elder, you go ahead."

Yang Huaming felt happy. Just as he raised one foot to enter the door, his nose suddenly moved.

"What does it smell like? Vomit~"

He covered his mouth, turned around, and ran away. Before he could run any further, he bent over and squatted on the side of the road, vomiting violently.

Yang Ruoqing stepped aside so that the wind from the mountains outside could blow into the house and disperse the smell.

Liu Xueyun glanced at his old father-in-law, then at Yang Ruoqing, and finally could only smile apologetically.

"There are a bunch of men working under me. It's not convenient for them to wash themselves. Even if they have prepared toiletries, they don't know how to use them..."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "This is expected. It doesn't matter. You don't have to blame yourself."

Yang Huazhong glanced at the dim door and hesitated: "Both of them...are they wearing it?"

Liu Xueyun looked at Yang Huazhong again, "When they were rescued...no, the people under my command put clothes on them with their eyes closed, otherwise it would be inconvenient to bring them out."

Don't look at anything inappropriate, don't touch anything inappropriate, things happen for a reason, so don't blame them.

"Just wear it." Yang Huazhong breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll take a look first. You guys wait outside for me to shout." Yang Ruoqing took out her handkerchief and covered her mouth and nose, then turned and entered the small dark room.

In the small dark room, there was no one on the simple bed. One woman was huddled in the corner, holding her head, while the other woman got under the table, huddled up, with her back to the door, her body shaking violently.

When Yang Ruoqing came in, the one under the table was shaking and didn't dare to turn around to see who was coming.

The one huddled in the corner raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of frightened eyes through the gap covered by his disheveled hair.

After just one glance, she was so frightened that she buried her head again, tightly holding her legs with her thin arms, and muttering incoherently, unable to hear what she was saying.

The ground was littered with food remnants, the bowls and chopsticks were broken, the teacups and teapots were also broken, and there were two bubbles a few steps away from Yang Ruoqing's feet...
Chapter completed!