An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

"My mother said: From now on, she will be a daughter of the Jing family, and no longer a wife of a marquis.

Mother also said: The old marquis and the scumbag father may have planned to frame the general's mansion a long time ago."

Jing Chunxi deliberately emphasized the word "maybe". To everyone's ears, it meant that Jing Qiurong had realized something, so she decided to divorce, and it had nothing to do with Jing Chunxi's instigation.

"Hey! Your mother didn't listen to my advice back then. I wish I had stopped her from marrying her." The old lady beat her chest and stamped her feet after hearing this, and Yin hurriedly supported her. After saying this, the old lady kept looking at the silent old man. Seeing that he didn't refute her, she began to think about it and felt that she was in the wrong. At that time, the old general looked down on the Pingyang Marquis's Mansion, but the old lady felt sorry for her daughter's persistence and instead worked on the old general's behalf to facilitate this marriage.

After a long while, Jing Yongcheng finally said, "Your mother made the right move. You can't stay in the Marquis' Mansion."

Jing Chunxi: "Yeah, my mother said: When the building is about to collapse, how can the eggs remain intact?"

"Did your mother say this?" Jing Yongcheng and Jing Changning were both surprised, and Jing Changning asked.

Jing Chunxi's voice was clear and clear, and she looked innocent: "That's what my mother said. Sister Xi doesn't know what she meant."

The little head shook again, and with an innocent look on his face, he added, "But I guess - they just don't get what they deserve. Mother Heli doesn't regret it at all."

If they hadn't said that, they would definitely think that their mother would be upset. After all, divorce for a woman in this dynasty was not a glorious thing, as could be seen from the expressions of the clan members just now.

The father and son looked at each other but didn't say anything. However, Jing Chunxi saw their look. They must have thought that their mother knew some inside story.

Jing Yongcheng: "Where do your mother and Pu Ge'er live now? Is it safe?"

Jing Chunxi: "Mother, tell Grandpa and Grandma not to worry. They've already gone to Qingshan Manor. Many servants have gone with them, and no one in the Marquis' Mansion knows where that place is. Guard Cao is protecting them, and Uncle Zhou Wei has also arranged a lot of people... and there are people from Langya Manor! Some of them will go there too."

Afraid that his parents would be worried, Jing Jing Changning nodded and said, "Zhou Wei left after making arrangements."

Jing Chunxi was afraid that his aunts wouldn't understand, so he added, "Madam Liu and her two illegitimate sons have been trying to trip up Pu Ge'er, both overtly and covertly. If mother hadn't divorced us and brought us out, we wouldn't know how much harm we would have suffered in the future."

Everyone fell silent again.

"When little Tuanzi recovers from his illness, we can beat Badren and kill the dog emperor." Aunt Zhao, who had been following the daughter on the cart, was so scared that she quickly covered little Tuanzi's mouth and looked around. Fortunately, no one approached them.

Little Dumpling successfully diverted the topic of the Marquis' Mansion.

"Don't say this in front of outsiders." Yin taught her in a calm tone without scolding and even stroked her hair.

"Thank you for your teachings, mother." The little girl was quite polite and answered sincerely, but her words did not match her heart and her hands seemed a little dissatisfied. She even knocked viciously on the fence of the cart with the pointed little wooden stick that her third brother had sharpened for her. However, when she thought of her grandfather who was standing next to her, she took a sneak peek, shrank her neck, and stuck out her tongue, which made her look even more adorable and no one had the heart to scold her.

Sitting on the cart, little Mingzhu could clearly hear the eldest lady, her mother, and her younger aunts whispering about the "dog emperor." The emperor must be a real dog, the kind with a scabby head, otherwise he wouldn't have driven them out of the capital and injured his grandfather. But she didn't understand why she couldn't join in the scolding.

Ever since he told his grandparents about his mother's divorce, Jing Chunxi noticed that his grandmother was in a bad mood, and his third uncle just walked silently by himself without getting close to anyone, but he seemed to be planning something and was absent-minded.

My grandfather was dozing with his eyes closed, but it was obvious that he was not sleeping at all.

Jing Chunxi had only downplayed the Marquis's attempt to tamper with the family, saying her mother had overheard the Marquis and her scumbag father plotting, which had aroused her suspicions. She hadn't mentioned the possibility of having found evidence, and she hadn't yet found the time to thoroughly search through it, knowing it was too early to do anything. Furthermore, evidence from her scumbag father alone wouldn't be enough to overturn the situation. After all, it was the bastard emperor who had been plotting against the Jing family for a long time, and the individuals who had fanned the flames had yet to be found.

In fact, Jing Yongcheng had seen through Ning Duan from several court sessions, especially two days ago when the old marquis not only did not speak up for him, but also took the opportunity to report him to several ministers. At that time, Jing Yongcheng already knew that the marquis's mansion was unreliable. If he had not been confiscated and exiled, he would have found a way to get his daughter out of that suffering as soon as possible.

So he just dozed off for a while, then opened his eyes again. He comforted the family members in front and behind the carriage again: "Qiu Rong is right to make this move. The Marquis' Mansion will not treat them well, and the Marquis' Mansion...cannot be lived in."

The Marquis of Pingyang was not a staunch royalist, and this move was only the beginning of a shift in sides. The victors were kings and the vanquished were bandits; throughout history, not everyone could claim the honor of following the emperor. Furthermore, they had no real ability at the moment, merely clinging to the Fourth Prince. If anything truly devastated, they would be the first to be pushed out. Wasn't that the "impending collapse of the edifice"?

Jing Changning said quietly at the side: "Misfortune can bring blessing. Perhaps it is good to stay away from the disputes of the court at this time."

After hearing this, the old lady and Zhuang fell silent, staring off into the distance as they followed the procession. But Jing Mingyue was still furious for her aunt. She held Jing Chunxi's hand with a touch of pity, blaming her mother: "Why didn't mother stop my aunt back then? She shouldn't have let him marry into that family. Woohoo, what will happen to my aunt and Pu Ge'er in the future?"

Woohoo, her aunt treated her the best. She still vaguely remembered that before her aunt got married, she would often take her out to play and cook delicious food for her. Sometimes she would wake up in the morning and find herself sleeping in her aunt's bed.

No one said anything, and Zhuang did not stop her daughter from crying. She let her sob and vent her sadness. Since yesterday, this stubborn daughter had not shed a single tear.

Dalang's eyes also turned red, but he forced himself to hold it back: "Grandma, we will definitely come back. We will protect my aunt and cousins ​​in the future."

Sanlang: "That's right. Instead of following that heartless family and not knowing when to die, it's better to live a leisurely life alone. As long as I can return to Beijing, I can still have a few mouths to eat without my brothers and sisters."

Erlang: "Even if I can't come back, it won't be too late to bring my aunt and cousin over after I've established myself there, so they won't be bullied in the capital."

"Wow, but I'm afraid that we will use up all of my aunt's dowry. I hope my aunt and cousin will have nothing to eat in the capital." Silang followed his elder sister and started crying at an inappropriate time. He regretted eating half a steamed bun.

"So it doesn't matter if we suffer a little along the way, just don't waste the money and food that Sister Xi brought with her." The old lady and Jing Yongning tacitly kept it a secret from their families about having a backup plan and taking some money with them, but only told the old general.