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

The meal lasted until dusk. The light in the room gradually dimmed, and the oil lamps were lit. The soft light fell on everyone's face, adding a bit of warmth to this cozy scene.

After the food was cleared away, no one wanted to leave immediately, but instead sat together and chatted for more than an hour.

Jing Chunxi practically took over the entire room, recounting her experiences along the way, from the goods she had purchased to the items she had sold, from the misery of the Tao family to the unity of the Cui family, from delicious food to chance encounters. She wanted to share every detail of her journey with her family in one breath.

However, Jing Chunxi knew that some things remained unspoken. The time wasn't ripe yet for the painting of the Daqing Mountains, so she couldn't reveal it easily. Similarly, the weapons and food she had retrieved from the space were related to the future plans of Prince Yan and the Jing family, so she had to handle them with caution.

Once these secrets are leaked, it may bring unnecessary trouble to the Jing family and even endanger the safety of his family. He may also become a victim of the all-out struggle.

So, she chose to keep this information for the time being and wait for the right time to make plans, or in other words, wait for her grandfather and uncles to make plans.

But in the end, Jing Chunxi couldn't help but tell the story of how she risked her life and was tied up on Jianfeng Mountain. She only slightly edited the details of the incident to downplay the danger, but even so, it still scared Jing Qiurong and Pu Ge'er.

Jing Qiurong's face turned pale instantly. She held Jing Chunxi's hand tightly, as if she wanted to feel a little comfort from her daughter. Pu Ge'er also widened his eyes and looked at Jing Chunxi in shock. He couldn't believe that his sister was so brave and had experienced such a thrilling thing.

They thought it was just a simple business trip, selling food and buying back tea and porcelain, but they didn't expect there would be so many dangers.

Jing Chunxi's experience made them realize that this journey was not as smooth as they had imagined. Jing Chunxi's letters only reported good news and not bad news, so they were completely unaware of the hardships she had suffered.

What surprised them even more was that they had coincidentally come into contact with the Tao and Cui Houses, and even the Jing family had established a connection with the Prince of Yan. This was undoubtedly a huge opportunity for the Jing family, but it was also full of unknown risks.

Thinking about all the things that had happened since his exile, it was also because of Jing Chunxi's inherent good fortune that led the Jing family step by step towards a deeper and further direction. But overall, so far, everything was good.

The four of them chatted until the kettle was dry. The room was filled with a faint scent of tea. Pu Ge'er yawned and his eyes gradually became blurry.

Jing Yi looked at everyone's tired faces with a discerning look and said softly, "Let's go back and rest first." His voice was gentle and firm, as if it had a reassuring power.

When turning around to leave, Jing Yi turned around and said again: "You don't have to get up early tomorrow, just rest for two days like in the academy." His voice was still so gentle when he said this, and Jing Chunxi actually smelled a hint of care in it.

She felt a little warm in her heart and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Thank you, Master, Master is so kind!" Jing Yi was understanding the hard work she had put in and let her have a good rest.

But Jing Chunxi's true thoughts were that it didn't matter. She thought it would be better to practice as soon as possible, otherwise she would have to go to Lingnan again in two or three months, and there would be no time to practice. But after all, if she didn't practice, she could spend more time with her mother and Pu Ge'er, which seemed to be quite good!

Jing Yi finally had no reason to stay any longer and was about to leave. Jing Chunxi suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said to him, "Master, tell the butler to redeem the jade quickly."

Jing Yi paused, frowning slightly at the unfamiliar name, seemingly unable to react. Jing Chunxi also noticed his confusion and quickly explained, "It's Xiaolian. She's still at the Pingyang Marquis' Mansion."

Jing Qiurong was also frightened. She stood up suddenly, with a hint of urgency in her tone: "Something happened in Pingyang Marquis' Mansion. It will be troublesome if the government sells her again." Just now, she heard Jing Chunxi say that the evidence against the Prince's Mansion, Peng Taifu's Mansion, Pingyang Marquis' Mansion, and officials on the same line as them had been submitted, and she knew that there would be a result soon.

She was well aware of the greed and ruthlessness of many officials. If Xiaolian was betrayed, if they did not act in time, they might not be able to find her again.

When Xiaolian entered the Pingyang Marquis's mansion last year, she signed a five-year contract, which was already the shortest possible. But now, with more than four years left before the contract expires, officials are chasing profits, and there's no guarantee that the contract won't be resold to other families.

Seeing that both mother and daughter were very worried, Jing Yi nodded and said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow, I will immediately send a letter to the butler, asking him to redeem the person no matter how much silver it costs." His tone was firm and powerful, which made Jing Chunxi and Jing Qiurong feel relieved.

But Jing Chunxi was still a little worried. She thought about Peng's character and said, "Xiao Lian is highly valued by Peng, I'm afraid she won't let her go." Peng is cruel and ruthless, and if she refuses to let her go, things will become complicated.

Jing Yi, however, looked indifferent to this. He shook his head, smiled slightly, and said, "Then I won't redeem her. I'll take Qiyue with me in a few days and ask her to carry the person out directly. As long as the deed is in Peng's hands, it won't be that difficult to find."

His words made Jing Chunxi's eyes light up, and she couldn't help but give him a thumbs up in her heart: smart and decisive! Jing Yi's words were not only to comfort them, but also a practical solution. With his and Qiyue's skills, carrying Xiaolian was just as easy as carrying her.

"Mother, I want to go with Master." Jing Chunxi suddenly winked at Jing Qiurong, a hint of expectation in her eyes, trying to hint that her mother supported her actions. This trip to the capital was not only to save Xiaolian, but also for the future of the Jing family.

Who knew Jing Qiurong would suddenly say loudly: "You want to see him?"

There was a slight tremor in Jing Qiurong's voice, and it was obvious that she was a little sad, even a little unhappy. Jing Chunxi was stunned. She didn't react to her mother's meaning for a moment, but she soon understood that the "he" her mother was talking about was naturally Jing Chunxi's scumbag father.

Jing Chunxi's heart suddenly sank, and she felt powerless. How could her mother think of her like this? She should know her best.

From the moment she was reborn, Jing Chunxi was filled with hatred for her scumbag father. She wished he would be struck by lightning that very day, and she didn't want to let the other people in Pingyang Marquis' Mansion go.

How could she possibly go see him? She'd probably kill him with a knife. Jing Chunxi's face flushed with anxiety as she retorted, "Who the hell wants to see him!" Her eyes were filled with determination and anger, wanting to express all her dissatisfaction.

Seeing Jing Chunxi's anxious face, but not knowing how to defend herself, and staring at him helplessly, Jing Yi understood her look and knew that she was asking for help from him.

Jing Yi sighed slightly, walked to Jing Qiurong, and said softly: "Miss, please don't misunderstand, Xier doesn't think so."

Seeing Jing Qiurong who looked a little sad, he said in a gentle voice, "The good things are all in the Mansion of Taifu Peng and the Mansion of Prince Ping where the current emperor lived before he ascended the throne. The Mansion of Marquis Pingyang is just an accomplice and did not get much." He made Jing Chunxi's intention to go to the capital with him clear to Jing Qiurong to prevent her from thinking too much.

Jing Chunxi looked at Jing Yi in surprise, and then she realized what Jing Chunxi wanted to do. A trace of guilt flashed in her eyes, and she couldn't help but sigh that he, as a master, understood his daughter better than she, as a mother.

Jing Chunxi felt as if he knew everything, and she couldn't help but feel a little guilty. She lowered her head and asked softly, "How did Master know?"

When had he ever shown his thieving nature? Was his intention to steal treasure so obvious?