The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

Liang Chongyue rode the Jade Lion of the Night and walked at the front of the team, followed by the Black Guards and the Secret Guards of the Sifangtai in black clothes and robes.

Five thousand elite soldiers have been divided into teams and are waiting on both sides.

As soon as she gave the order, more than a dozen teams of people set out from the Meridian Gate in a mighty procession.

There are few cavalrymen marching fast in the capital. Fortunately, it is afternoon now, the sun is shining brightly, and there are not many people on the streets.

Liang Chongyue sat on the horse, stuffed the paper in his hand into the bamboo tube, and handed it to Ping An.

"Let's go, and finish this quickly before dark, so that the families can have some time to prepare."

"Yes, I understand."

Liang Chongyue looked back at the prison carts. The people inside were piled up like a pile of Arhats. There were four carts in total, and they were being sent to the Jingzhao Prefecture Prison. They would be executed together at noon tomorrow.

She asked those officials to leave early. Smart people should have understood that after so much time, a lot of gold, silver and valuables must have been taken away.

In this era, life was difficult for women without a husband's family. Most people here were sentenced to the confiscation of property and extermination of the clan. As long as she had money, she could live a rich and prosperous life away from the capital in the future. She didn't want to kill them all.

Liang Chongyue was the first to ride away on horseback. Fan Wubing's home was in the suburbs of Beijing, and one couldn't ride too fast in Beijing, so it would take time to catch up.

Ping'an followed His Highness, and only after leaving the outskirts of Beijing did he realize that His Highness was going to Fan Wubing's home.

"Your Highness, Fan Wubing's home is really far away. I can leave it to you. There is really no need for Your Highness to make this trip in person."

After leaving the outskirts of Beijing, Zhaoye Jade Lion ran very fast. During the bumpy ride, a thin piece of paper in his sleeve slid from time to time. Liang Chongyue was in a bad mood and didn't want to talk.

When they arrived at Duanjia Village in the suburbs of Beijing, the roads in the village were narrow except for the main road leading into the village, and horses could not enter. Liang Chongyue had to dismount and walk.

Ping'an tied the three horses under a big tree at the entrance of the village.

The sound of horse hooves was very obvious in this small village. Liang Chongyue had just entered the village and had not walked far when someone came from the opposite direction.

Three old men were walking in front. Two of them had kind faces, while the other one was quite old with a face full of flesh, and looked like someone who was not someone to be trifled with. Behind them were a dozen strong men.

The kind old man walking in the middle took a shaky step forward, his cloudy eyes still looking at their clothes.

Their village is located in the suburbs of Beijing, and it is normal for dignitaries to pass by from time to time.

But it was the first time he had seen such a noble girl. Her behavior and manners were full of majesty from the bottom of her heart. She must be of extraordinary status.

"This is Duanjia Village. I'm the village head of Duanjia Village. I'm here for you three. What's going on?"

Liang Chongyue was about to speak when Xiang Huayan walked up to her. His tall figure protected her behind him and he spoke to the crowd:

"We are sent by the palace to find Censor Fan's home. Please, village head, lead the way."

After saying that, Xiang Huayan took out a golden token from his arms. Liang Chongyue was behind him and could not see the words engraved on the token, but just by looking at the pattern, he could tell that it was not someone from the palace, but more like something from the Xiang family military camp.

Liang Chongyue was completely blocked by his uncle's broad back and could not see the scene in front of him. He could only hear the old man who claimed to be the head of the village, and his words were more respectful.

"Wubing! He is a high-ranking official in our village. I will take him there right away."

Liang Chongyue was protected by his uncle and walked through a dozen strong men.

When passing by the old man with a face full of flesh, Ping An met his greedy gaze. Liang Chongyue didn't even need to do anything, as he punched him in the face.

One of the little eyes that was lecherous just now has turned purple and it is difficult to even open it.

"You fucking bastards..."

The old man with a face full of flesh wanted to say something else, but the strong man standing next to him covered his mouth and pulled him away.

Xiang Huayan looked back at the old man who was being pulled and still not behaving well, with an unhappy look on his face. He turned to look at Chongyue:

"Is Chongyue okay? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Liang Chongyue knew that her uncle was worried about her, so she smiled and shook her head: "It's okay, Ping An has already taught him a lesson, let's go."

She came here to do something, so giving her a lesson is enough. There is no need to waste time on unimportant people.

Liang Chongyue no longer wanted to argue, but the village head suddenly came over and said:

"My brother just offended you. He has never had a good mind since he was a child. Please forgive me."

Liang Chongyue raised her eyes and glanced at the kind-looking old man. Seeing that the old man's face was full of apology and fear, she didn't want to care too much.

"Since you're not in the right mind, you should take good care of it. Let's forget about it today. Let's go and don't delay things."

"Yes, yes, I will lead the way for you gentlemen."

Fan Wubing's home is right in the middle of Duanjia Village, and the location is pretty good.

Even for first-time visitors, it’s easy to get lost in the twists and turns.

"The house of Censor Fan is in front of us. It is considered the richest family in our village. Please come and visit us. We will not disturb you. My house is next door. When you are done with your work, please come and find me. I will show you the way."

After the head of the village finished speaking, he left with a dozen strong men. The noise just now also disturbed the people in the yard in front.

As if it was agreed, the yard was opened from the inside as soon as the village head left with his men.

A pretty little girl poked her head out from inside, looking at them warily with her beautiful big eyes.

"Who are you? Why are you coming to my house?"

Liang Chongyue walked forward with a kind smile on his face, stood outside the courtyard gate, and spoke to the little girl in a warm voice:

"We are sent by the palace. We need to speak to the head of your family."

The little girl hid behind the door, revealing only her eyes as she spoke to her:

"My father left home this morning and hasn't returned yet. My mother went to the river to wash clothes. If you have anything to say, wait until he comes back."

After saying that, the little girl slammed the door in front of Liang Chongyue.

The force of his hand was so strong that she could feel the wind from the closing door blowing across her face.

"It's not morning or evening now, the sun is shining brightly, why are you washing clothes by the river?"

Liang Chongyue felt confused after hearing what his uncle said.

"Although Fan Wubing's family is not wealthy, he has served in the imperial court for so many years, it's impossible that he has no savings at all. Why would he let his wife wash clothes by the river?"

"Your Highness, I can hear the sound of flowing water. Would you like me to go to the river and take a look? And call the people back?"

Liang Chongyue had read Fan Wubing's information. Although the courtyard was not small, there were more than ten people living in it. They lived in the suburbs of Beijing. After so many years of eating and drinking, and paying tuition to their son, they could not even afford an acre of thin land. So it was not surprising that he asked his wife to go to the river to wash clothes. People have to survive.

But it's noon now, the sun is shining brightly, why should we wash clothes in the hot sun?

Afraid that it won’t dry after washing in the morning or evening?

"No need. Let's go together and meet Censor Fan's wife."

This river forks across the middle of Duanjia Village and is easy to find.

Liang Chongyue stood under the umbrella held by Ping'an and saw from afar a thin woman squatting by the river washing clothes. The sun was so scorching that the back of her neck was shining.