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More than ten days have passed in a flash, as if it was just a blink of an eye, but time has quietly changed so much.

That afternoon, Butler Jing and Uncle Liu returned exhausted. When they entered Qingshan Villa, their clothes were still slightly dusty, clearly from a long journey.

Their faces were filled with an expression of unconcealable joy, as if they had returned with great news. Jing Qiurong saw the clues immediately and quickly ordered Ziyi beside her, "Tell the kitchen to prepare two tables of delicious dishes tonight to reward the head steward and Uncle Liu." Ziyi retreated with steady steps. She knew that this must be a big happy event, otherwise they would not make such an exception.

Years ago, several memorials impeaching the Crown Prince and his followers were submitted to the Qinzheng Hall. When the Emperor saw them, he immediately had a headache and was so angry that he overturned all the memorials on the table.

The contents of the memorials were all irrefutable evidence, and the crimes of the Crown Prince and his followers were exposed, and could no longer be concealed. However, when the truth came to light, the Emperor was caught in a dilemma.

On the one hand, the prince's behavior seriously damaged the interests of the people, especially his disregard for human life, which aroused public anger. If he was not punished, the people would find it difficult to calm down their anger, and the whole world would fall into turmoil.

On the other hand, the prince is of royal blood after all and is the future of the royal family. Once he is severely punished, the royal family will lose face, the majesty of the imperial power will be impacted, and it may even cause internal division and turmoil.

After weighing the pros and cons, the emperor chose to avoid the main issue and put all the memorials on his desk. He tried to use procrastination to dilute public anger and save the royal family's reputation, hoping that time would reduce the prince's crimes to minor ones and let everything slowly calm down.

However, things did not develop in the direction the emperor expected. Subsequent memorials came one after another, and the evidence became more and more, revealing the prince's crimes more thoroughly.

After the New Year, just as the imperial court was about to open, the memorials submitted revealed evidence of the Crown Prince bribing powerful officials and recruiting soldiers. This time, even the Emperor lost his temper. He was furious and threw everything he could, making a mess of the Imperial Study.

But in the end, he still did not take any action, but just silently figured out how to deal with it in his mind.

Later, memorials impeaching the Crown Prince arrived before the Emperor like snowflakes, revealing his crimes one by one. Not only had he bribed powerful officials, but he had also recruited troops in Jian'an County, incited rebellion against the navy, and formed a private army, plotting treason. Every piece of evidence pointed directly at the Crown Prince's ambition and betrayal.

This time, the Emperor lost his patience. This move was too obvious, too familiar, like his own past. The Crown Prince's ambition was clear; he was trying to force the Emperor to abdicate.

The emperor was furious, so overwhelmed by his excitement that he even summoned the imperial physician several times, and his body began to feel unwell due to his anger. In the court, the ministers were also discussing the matter, kneeling and begging the emperor to depose the prince and give him the punishment he deserved.

The Crown Prince's actions not only threatened the imperial power but also threatened to unleash unrest throughout the country. Naturally, the Emperor could not let him go. The son he had personally nurtured had already harbored rebellious thoughts. The Emperor felt incredibly frustrated and knew he had no other choice.

Butler Jing faced Jing Qiurong, Jing Chunxi and Jing Yi, with smiles in the wrinkles on his face and uncontrollable joy in his eyes.

He said: "Not only was he deposed from the throne, he was also demoted to a commoner, and his entire family was exiled to Ningguta, and they were not allowed to return to the capital for generations."

After saying this, the chief steward's face suddenly darkened, his face full of anger, and he added: "The notice posted simply glosses over the prince's crimes. His only crime was attempting treason, nothing else."

Uncle Liu saw the butler's angry expression and felt a little tired of talking, so he continued, "All other crimes were pinned on Grand Tutor Peng and the other prince's followers. All male members of the Peng family were beheaded that day. The elderly female members were all enslaved, and the young ones were sent to the Jiaofang Bureau. Even the young girls were not exempted."

Everyone listening felt they deserved their punishment, but they also sighed for the innocent women and children. However, this is how the world works: if you pull out a carrot, you'll bring out the dirt. Unless you don't do it, if you do it, the whole family will have to bear the consequences.

Jing Yi nodded seriously and gave a final verdict: "He deserves it!"

"Forty or fifty other officials associated with the Prince's gang have been killed, exiled, or imprisoned." The chief steward continued, "Now the court and the country are in turmoil. Even officials who haven't been implicated are trembling with fear, fearing they will be implicated. The streets of the capital are almost empty, and the only people who are not afraid of death are ordinary people."

Everyone who wanted to continue listening looked at the butler and Uncle Liu, who had suddenly fallen silent. In the end, it was Uncle Liu who continued, "Pingyang Marquis Mansion..."

He suddenly paused and looked at Jing Qiurong, as if observing her reaction. Jing Qiurong's expression was not at all unusual. On the contrary, like Jing Chunxi, her eyes were sparkling, as if they were both waiting to hear something interesting.

Uncle Liu then continued, “The Pingyang Marquisate was merely an accomplice, having betrayed the entire clan and exiled them. Chu Lingfeng probably knew he wouldn’t survive the exile, so he swallowed the gold on the spot.

Peng had previously tricked Chu Xuan into writing a divorce letter, but after learning about her parents' family and realizing that she was homeless, she hanged herself in her yard.

On the other hand, the second and third branches of the Chu family, who had argued several times about splitting up but failed to get any, were all exiled."

"Where's Chu Xuan? Wasn't he executed immediately?" Jing Chunxi asked anxiously. How could her scumbag father, guilty of such a deep crime, not be dead? Seeing Jing Chunxi's indignation, the butler finally stopped worrying about their bad feelings. He said, "Chu Xuan ran away with that bastard. A wanted poster has been posted in the city. However, he can escape for a while, but he can't escape forever. Sooner or later, he will be caught."

Jing Chunxi was so angry that she slammed the tea table, shaking the teacup on it a few times and almost spilling the tea inside. She gritted her teeth and cursed, "This scumbag, why doesn't he just die?"

Anger surged in her heart like a burning fire, making her want to rush out immediately and tear into pieces the culprit who had caused the tragic deaths of her, her mother, and her brother in her previous life, and who had framed and almost wiped out the Jing family.

Her fingers were tightly gripping the edge of the coffee table, her knuckles turning pale from the force, and her eyes were full of resentment.

Uncle Liu couldn't help but sigh, his tone filled with helplessness and regret. "If I had known this would happen, I should have killed him earlier." He shook his head, his face full of fatigue. If they had been more decisive, perhaps they wouldn't have been in trouble today, and the young lady wouldn't have been so angry.