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"Please wait for a moment, Eunuch Li. Allow me to apply some medicine to my father and change his clothes." This was Jing Changning's voice, and he quickly squatted down and knelt beside his father.

When he was searched, he openly took out the water bag and the golden wound medicine and placed them on the ground beside him. The soldiers who searched him saw that they were not gold, silver, treasures, or sharp weapons, so they did not pay attention to them and kept them. Now he can finally use them.

"Your property will be confiscated and you will be exiled. Do you think this is a parade of the top scholar? We won't allow you to come here leisurely. We will immediately throw you all into prison."

The fourth prince said the following words. He had just been furious and now he was back. The Jing family was once again surrounded by soldiers. Someone in the family standing at the edge was whipped, but no one flinched and they still tightly guarded the old general's door.

The eight boys stepped forward again and surrounded their grandfather and Jing Changning on the door panel.

"Even before being beheaded, he was still allowed to have a bowl of last meal. Why is the Fourth Prince so impatient? Is it because he doubts that the fifty lashes from the Emperor are too light? Do he want the head of our Jing family to die as soon as he is carried into the house?" Jing Changning did not look up. Regardless of whether he agreed or not, he knelt and lifted up his father's blood-soaked robe.

The bloody mess was unbearable to look at. The female members of the Jing family turned their heads away, and for the first time, sobs were heard among the relatives.

Jing Changning couldn't guarantee that he could be imprisoned with his father in the same prison. His intuition told him that the medicine his niece gave him must be a good medicine that could save his father's life, and it would be best if it could be used immediately. Now, even if it would go against the emperor's order, he had to help his father use the medicine first.

When everyone in the Jing family saw this, several ladies also took action, leaning back and squeezing forward, using their not-so-broad spines to create a safe barrier, trying to use their delicate bodies to protect the old general's last bit of dignity and decency. Many servants also responded, and followed the ladies' example, forming two circles around the door panel to block the view of everyone outside.

Seeing that all the imperial guards dared not move, the Fourth Prince suddenly drew a sword from a soldier. Just when the situation was tense and everyone thought he was about to rush over in anger, he unexpectedly chopped the sword on the trunk of a tree as thick as a bowl beside the front yard gate. The leaves on the tree, which were already turning yellow, fell to the ground, but the trunk did not break and instead stuck the sword tightly.

The sword didn't fall, but it couldn't be drawn either. No one dared to say a word before him. The Fourth Prince stormed out again, still sternly saying, "All of you will be taken to the prison within a quarter of an hour at the latest. If you delay, you will all face the Emperor's presence and receive your punishment."

These words were extremely insulting, but they were not enough to deter the Jing family!

I carefully cleaned my father's still-bleeding wound with water from a bamboo tube and applied a layer of golden medicine. There was no way to bandage his bloody back. I forced my father's mouth, which was clenched against his gums, open, poured in the powder, and fed him a few sips of water. Finally, he was able to swallow. The wound was so hideous that even if I cut open the bloodstained clothes, I couldn't change them. I could only cover them with clean clothes and then expel him from the mansion.

The vermilion gate of General Jing’s Mansion, which had been glorious for a century, was finally sealed.

The small house in the east of the city still looked as if no one had lived there before. The entrance was clean and very quiet.

The people inside were very alert. They did not open the door immediately after hearing the knock. It was not until they heard Jing Qiurong's voice that Dongzhi opened the door. After they entered, he immediately closed the door again.

The front yard was completely empty, with no one there. Dongzi quickly explained in a low voice, "We've put everyone in the second yard. No one lives here to begin with, and it's not good to have a mess."

Dongzi was only seventeen years old, and I don’t know if Uncle Huang had given him any instructions before he left, but he was very smart.

"It should be like this. Your father and mother are gone!" Jing Qiurong asked.

"We've been walking for almost half an hour. He told the young lady not to worry." Dongzi answered as he led the way, his steps a little hurried.

"The eldest lady is back."

In addition to Dongzi and Cao Huwei who were sent out from Pingyang Marquis' Mansion in the morning, there are more than twenty people who are still staying in the courtyard. They are all loyal servants of General Jing's Mansion, and most of them are familiar to Jing Qiurong and Chu Chunxi.

The group of people who had been sitting quietly on the threshold or steps of the second gate all prostrated themselves in front of Jing Qiurong and Chu Chunxi, expressing their determination to follow them until death. Their voices were not loud, but they all looked very determined.

Kneeling in the front were the Jing family's chief guard Zhou Wei, the housekeeper Jing, and guard Cao. The accountant, nanny, maids, servants, and old women followed closely behind, kneeling in three or four full rows.

"Everyone, get up." Jing Qiurong was a little moved, and she personally helped up Zhou Wei, the housekeeper Jing, and the guard Cao. Zhou Wei was her elder brother Jing Changjiang's original subordinate in the army, and the housekeeper Jing was a family slave. They were both very trustworthy people. Not to mention that the guard Cao was the person personally appointed by the fairy aunt.

Jing Qiurong lowered her voice and said, "I believe everyone has heard about the incident at General Jing's mansion. The confiscation of property should have begun by now. If you follow our Jing family, you will suffer in the future. If you regret it, we can release your indentures and provide you with money to support yourself. Please consider again whether to stay or go."

No one said a word. Zhou Wei was the first to clasp his hands together and look at Jing Qiurong. In a voice only they could hear, he said, "Miss, before entering this courtyard, I and Butler Jing have already informed everyone of the whole story. We haven't concealed a single thing.

Everyone present here has come here voluntarily. The Third Master has already assigned people to carry out the tasks he instructed. I have another group of guards stationed at a nearby house, ready for the Young Lady to dispatch."

Jing Chunxi was delighted. It turned out that it was not in vain that she and her mother went to report the news before dawn. As expected, her third uncle made arrangements very quickly. So many people came out, and there was more than one house. This made things much easier. As the saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows. If anything unexpected happened, the entire army would not be in danger...

"Pooh, pooh, pooh! What a jinx! The Fourth Prince's party must have been wiped out." This was all her inner monologue.

Zhou Wei thought for a moment and then bowed and said, "If there are not enough people, I can find a way to dispatch them."

Jing Qiurong was so moved that she didn't know what to say. She just kept saying "thank you" and looked at all the people who were determined to follow her with gratitude.

She knew that the so-called other people Zhou Wei was referring to were probably the soldiers in Langya Manor. Fortunately, her third brother arranged for Zhou Wei to leave the capital in time, otherwise she would not know how to deploy the troops. Even if she was given thousands of troops, she would not know how to use them.

"Mom, let's go into the house and talk to the three uncles in detail." Chu Chunxi felt that it was safest for some people and some things not to be known by everyone, so he spoke up to remind his mother.

"Yes, we don't have much time. We have to go back to the Marquis' Mansion immediately after making arrangements." I believe that it won't be long before those in the Marquis' Mansion get the news and take action. They can't be seen leaving the mansion, otherwise unnecessary trouble may arise.

No, since it was the Marquis' Mansion that framed them, this move against them must have been planned long ago. I'm afraid they will be torn into pieces when they go back today.

Hearing that the first person to speak was not the eldest daughter, but the cousin who followed closely behind her mother, Butler Jing, Guard Cao and Zhou Wei could not help but look at the little girl a few more times. They rarely saw her, but they did not expect that the little girl was so calm and brave. She knew the measure of her words and did not lose her composure. Her expression seemed calmer than the eldest daughter's. How could there be a hint of calmness as if she was sure of victory?