From Jiang Ying's words, it seemed that if there was no problem with the investigation, he could not do anything to the Governor. Thinking of this, Ning Yue sighed heavily.
"Then what do you think?" Ning Yue asked.
Jiang Ying spread his hands and said to Ning Yue, "What can I think? He didn't make a mistake."
He had worked hard all these years as a provincial governor. Since he had not made a mistake, he would forget it.
"No, I don't think there's a simple problem here. I wonder if you've heard of this saying. It's the father's fault for not raising a son well."
"It's the father's fault for not educating such a son well. I don't think the Governor is just neglecting this son. On the contrary, he contributed to his son becoming like this. Otherwise, why would his son dare to prey on an eleven-year-old girl?"
Even if girls could get married early in ancient times, they were not 11 years old.
