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

"The Xiao family must be eliminated, but not just the Xiao family."

Grandfather's words were concise and to the point, and several family names appeared in Liang Chongyue's mind.

Some of these families have been among the nine tribes of the Xiang family from the very beginning, while others regard the Xiang family as their mortal enemy. Whenever they get the chance, they will pounce on the Xiang family and bite them hard.

Liang Chongyue was just thinking about it when his grandfather took out an envelope from the cabinet beside him.

"Let's take a look."

Liang Chongyue was a junior in the Xiang family and had never taken her title of princess seriously. She took the initiative to take the envelope from her grandfather and handed it to her uncle first.

Xiang Huayan noticed that his father had a bad expression on his face. He opened the envelope and after seeing what was inside, his face darkened. If he hadn't been afraid of scaring Chongyue, he would have cursed these beasts harshly.

The letter was passed among four uncles before finally reaching Liang Chongyue.

During this period, Liang Chongyue looked at his four uncles, all of whom had uneasy expressions on their faces. Even the gentlest one, his second uncle, had obvious anger on his face.

After taking the letter, Liang Chongyue read it quickly without any delay.

There were ten sheets of paper in total, which clearly recorded what the officials in the court who were at odds with the Xiang family had done behind the scenes over the years.

No wonder my uncles looked so unhappy. Dozens of officials joined forces to withhold food and fodder sent to the border, almost delaying the battle.

Liang Chongyue glanced at the recorded time. She remembered the battle at the border. If her third uncle had not received the news, he would have mobilized his forces overnight and personally led people to deliver food and fodder to the border. Two batches of horses died before they arrived at the border ten days later.

At that time, there were not only Xiang's army at the border, but also other troops from Daxia. In those days when there was no hope, everyone fought hard for more than 20 days, enduring hunger. The people in the rear sent the food they had stored for the New Year at home to the border.

He only managed to get through the day by making the soldiers some thin porridge so thin that you could see the bottom of the bowl.

The amount of food and fodder for hundreds of thousands of soldiers was a huge sum. In order not to expose the scale of my third uncle's business outside, my grandfather deliberately concealed it, and in the end only two food and fodder escort officers died in the incident.

Her scumbag father was far away in the capital, and he relied on correspondence to know the situation at the border, so he did not suspect anything. Later, she learned the truth from her mother.

Liang Chongyue's eyes swept over those names. Half of the people here had been executed by her on various charges in the past few years. The entire family of those who should be exiled were exiled, and those who should be executed were executed.

Only a few slippery big fish were still jumping around in the court.

Every time she was about to crush them to death, there would always be people who were not afraid of death and came to take the blame. These people had been in the court for too long, and their ancestors had been in the court for generations, and their families were quite famous in the capital.

The forces behind the scenes are complicated and intertwined. These people have evidence against countless people in their hands. Every time something happens, someone takes the blame, allowing this group of cancer to survive until now.

Liang Chongyue continued to read on. She knew a lot of things involved. Most of the people involved had died or been beheaded for various reasons over the years.

Liang Chongyue looked at the time records of these events and asked his grandfather in confusion:

"Grandfather, you shouldn't have recorded these events just for today, right?"

Among them, the older papers have some signs of curling, and it is obvious that they are not things that have been found out recently. It is obvious that my grandfather often took them out and looked through them.

My grandfather sent people to investigate these things in his early years, and he has never forgotten the humiliation suffered by the Xiang family and the Xiang family army over the years.

I think my grandfather has been plotting a lot in secret over the years. The ministers who were eliminated because she did not take any action are the best proof.

Liang Chongyue handed the letter back to his grandfather. The candlelight in the study flickered. Wushuang looked at his grandfather with his eyes fixed, waiting for his grandfather's next words.

"The Xiang family simply doesn't want to get involved in court affairs, but they are definitely not soft persimmons that can be easily manipulated."

The candlelight in the study burned until white light appeared in the sky. Liang Chongyue stepped on the water vapor formed on the eaves in the early morning and left the Duke Dingguo's Mansion. He quickly traveled along the Qu'an official road and arrived at Prince Shu's Mansion before the sun appeared.

The heads we just collected last night will no longer be fresh if we don’t use them today.

Liang Chongyue had only been to Prince Shu's Mansion a few times before. Although it was not as luxurious as her princess's mansion, it was indeed big enough.

Liang Chongyue hid from the secret guards of the mansion while wandering around. When he found the location of the stable, Liang Chongyue took advantage of the groom's inattention, put the head away, and quietly climbed over the wall from the backyard to leave Prince Shu's mansion.

When I finished all this and returned to Changshengtian, the sun had already risen.

Iris, who was on duty, heard some movement on the second floor, but the secret guards in the mansion did not respond. She immediately realized that it was Her Royal Highness the Princess who had returned.

Liang Chongyue had just taken off his mask when he heard some movement coming from the stairs, and soon Iris came up with some hot tea.

"Your Highness, the Princess, please have some tea first. The water room is always filled with hot water, so you can wash up anytime."

Liang Chongyue drank a lot of tea in the study. After she finished her milk tea, she drank strong tea with her grandfather and others. Now her stomach was full of tea and she was not very sleepy anymore.

"Tell the chef to prepare breakfast. This princess will have breakfast before going to bed."

Iris put down the tea and stepped back.

Liang Chongyue leaned on the chaise longue, and she wanted to laugh when she imagined the scene of Liang Chongjing seeing Xiao Yao's head in public today.

He wanted to destroy her, but he didn't even consider his own abilities to see if he was capable enough to play two games with her.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Liang Chongyue sat down and was about to enjoy this morning's sumptuous breakfast when Ping An hurried in with a bright smile on his face.

"This servant pays your respects to Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Liang Chongyue had just picked up a piece of shrimp dumpling with chopsticks. Looking at Ping An, who was usually serious, it was rare to see him gloating with such a look on his face. Liang Chongyue had some idea of what he was going to say next.

Liang Chongyue glanced over and Yun Ling, who had just taken over her shift, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Ping An.

"Let's have a cup of tea and talk later. There's no rush. What's so exciting about this?"

After Ping'an drank a cup of tea, the smile on his face did not diminish at all. When he thought about what he was going to say in a while, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Your Highness, you may not know that this morning, as soon as Prince Shu's carriage stopped at court, a head rolled down from the ground, still dripping with blood. The messenger said it looked fresh, as if it had just been slaughtered."

Liang Chongyue's mouthful of shrimp dumplings almost got stuck in her throat. She was the one who did it, but for some reason it sounded so funny when Ping An said it.

It sounded like what rolled down from Liang Chongjing's carriage was not a human head, but rather a pig's head or a chicken's head, which had just been killed at the morning market this morning and was now on his carriage.