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

Xiang Ke took Li Xianqing for a walk outside, and when they returned, His Highness had just woken up.

Xiang Ke had only heard of Qingyu Pavilion from his elders at home, and he only knew that Qingyu Pavilion was located all over the Great Xia.

Now inside the Qingyu Pavilion stronghold, everything Xiang Ke sees is new and exciting.

Every vegetable deliveryman who passed by would stare at the tiger's mouth (the area between the thumb and forefinger) to see if there were any calluses.

When Minglang came downstairs, he saw that Xiang Ke's eyes seemed to be on the servant's hands.

Minglang: "Stop looking, this isn't it."

Xiang Ke chuckled at His Highness and then looked away.

After the meal, Minglang took Qin Xiaosi to the Yun family's house.

A group of people were already waiting at the Yun family's house.

As soon as he entered, Minglang smelled a fishy stench.

Looking in the direction from which the smell was coming, I didn't see anything.

"Your subject pays respects to Your Highness the Crown Princess. May Your Highness live a thousand years!"

Minglang was invited to sit in the seat of honor.

Yun Yi, the head of the Yun family, led the entire Yun family to kneel before Ming Lang.

A quick glance reveals at least a hundred people here.

"Get up, all of you, and answer while standing."

Minglang pushed the teacup away a little, his sharp eyes sweeping over the Yun family patriarch, an old man whose hair was already half white.

As soon as she woke up, Qin Xiaosi told her about the Yun family's affairs.

After receiving the news, the head of the Yun family began to investigate the matter, detaining and torturing all the family members involved to force them to confess everything they had done.

After finishing all that, the current head of the Yun family went to the city gate every day to wait for the first opportunity to apologize.

Yun Yi stood up from the ground, bowed, and handed a confession to Her Highness the Crown Princess.

Another confession, a full inch thick; Minglang had just finished reading all of this a few days ago.

Minglang sat in a chair flipping through the pages, while the other members of the Yun family waited in the courtyard in front of the hall.

Just then, the weather cooperated, and a torrential downpour instantly soaked all the Yun family members standing in the courtyard and under the patio.

After the rain stopped, the room became much darker.

Qin Xiaosi lit a candle beside His Highness so that His Highness could read the confession.

During this time, Minglang didn't even raise his head.

She listened to the sound of rain until she finished reading all the confessions.

After reading the confession, Minglang looked at the people who were already soaked by the rain with a mixture of joy and anger on his face.

"So the Yun family is prepared to expose the mastermind in exchange for the continuation of their century-old business?"

Minglang's words were quite straightforward. Upon hearing this, Yunyi also stood in the rain, letting the raindrops hit him.

So even when she frowns, it's not obvious.

Minglang listened to the sound of rain, but there was no other sound around him. His eyes grew even colder than before.

Unexpectedly, she was just trying to save face for Jiang Jiaoyun so that she could have a better life after returning to Beijing.

These people actually thought that she had decided to give the Yun family a break because of Jiang Jiaoyun.

That's pure fantasy.

A deathly silence fell over the room.

Minglang: "No wonder you were able to build such a century-old foundation. Yunyi, how many times has your Yun family survived by making such sacrifices and cutting your losses in the past hundred years?"

Yun Yi walked out of the rain, his half-white hair plastered tightly to his face.

He didn't look like the respected head of the Yun family he used to be at all.

Yun Yi knelt heavily on the ground again, and the Yun family members behind him also knelt down one after another.

Yun Yi: "Your Highness, please give me your guidance on how I can make amends to the people who have suffered because of this matter over the years. I am willing to do anything to compensate them for their hardships over the years."

Minglang almost laughed out loud.

"You've compensated them for their suffering today, but what about the suffering of the past seven or eight years? What about the lives you've ruined? How will you repay them? Your lives? Are they enough to compensate for a few people?"

The number of victims mentioned in these confessions alone is in the thousands, and this is based on their own recollections and writings.

What about those who couldn't remember, or those who tragically died before the transaction could be completed?

How can their lives be compensated?

Minglang took out the dagger from his waist and threw it at Yunyi.

"Apart from women, children, and children under seven years old, you can deal with the rest of you yourselves!"

The dagger's blade was frighteningly cold, but even so, it couldn't conceal the Crown Princess's overwhelming rage.

Yun Yi hadn't expected that this Crown Princess would be so difficult to fool.

Looking at the dagger beside his knee, there was nothing he didn't understand at that moment.

His Highness's arrival after so many days is not to spare the Yun family's lives, but merely to allow them to live a few more days out of consideration for the child Jiao Yun.

Yun Yi shakily picked up the dagger, steeled his heart, and pressed it against his neck.

"If I were to commit suicide here today with the rest of the Yun family, would Your Highness spare the remaining women, children, and infants of the Yun family? Would you allow them to live in a house and, when they grow up, still be able to study and take the imperial examinations like everyone else?"

By this point, Yun Yi's neck had already been slashed by the dagger that Qin Xiao Si had just sharpened before they arrived, leaving bloody marks.

Don't forget to ask clearly before you die.

"If I had known this today, why did I do it in the first place?"

His bright tone was icy, and his eyes were as cold as if he were looking at a dead person.

Yun Yi: "It is because I failed to properly discipline the descendants of the Yun family that they committed such a heinous crime. I deserve to die ten thousand times. Even if I fall into the eighteenth level of hell after death, it will be my just punishment."

Yun Yi let out a final roar to the sky, a roar that seemed to mark the end of his life.

The next second, a bolt of lightning struck him.

It slashed the person to a crisp.

Along with all the Yun family members kneeling in the rain, they ascended to heaven.

Minglang looked at the person in front of him, who had been completely charred by electricity in just a few breaths.

She silently turned her head and exchanged a glance with Qin Xiaosi.

“Yun Yi himself said that they deserved their punishment, and even God couldn’t stand it anymore.”

Minglang nodded in agreement.

Qin Xiaosi went to deal with the remaining members of the Yun family.

After Minglang and Qin Xiaosi went in and came out, only women, children, and children under seven years old remained in the Yun family.

Minglang did not immediately send them away, nor did he immediately send the government to confiscate their property.

All the people who needed to be dealt with had been dealt with, but it was still God who took matters into his own hands.

Those who were previously pampered will also face certain death if they are kicked out now.

They were given one more day to pack some gold, silver and valuables. Even if they left this house, they wouldn't starve.

On the way back, the rain stopped and a rainbow appeared in the sky.

She stood on the street, listening to the passersby cheering the good news that the bad people in the Yun family were gone.

She met Qin Xiaosi's gaze and seemed to have grown somewhat fond of this life of punishing evil and promoting good.

I don't want to go back to the palace anymore.

"Miss, where do we go next?"

Minglang glanced at the wonton stall not far away, where the owner had just pulled down the tarpaulin; the wonton soup on the stall was still steaming.

"Let's go get some wontons."