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

The five of them all knew about the existence of her space, so they spoke without restraint, which was exactly why their grandfather kept them here.

The sunlight shines through the stained glass windows onto everyone's face, creating a harmonious atmosphere, and everyone's face is full of anticipation.

Jing Chunxi sat on the soft cushions, her back slightly straightened, her eyes revealing a hint of seriousness and determination. She took a deep breath and spoke slowly, like a little adult.

She explained everything she had done using the space since returning from Lingnan to her grandparents, her eldest uncle, and her third uncle. Her voice was soft but clear and powerful, and every word was like a legend, yet so real that it was unbelievable.

Jing Chunxi spoke with a hint of pride as she spoke of using the food from the space to save hundreds of thousands of people in Jiujiang and Jian'an counties, as if the smiling faces of those people were right before her eyes. She described the scene in detail, the plight of the victims, the torture they suffered from the government, and how those starving people, with the help of her food supply, had rekindled their hope for life and were rebuilding their homes under the guidance of new local officials.

Grandpa, grandmother and uncles listened with gratified smiles on their faces. Not only did they not feel that the food was a waste, they also praised Jing Chunxi for his good deeds.

The old lady said, "The creation of the Fairy Aunt is to allow us, Sister Xi, to benefit the people."

Grandfather Jing Yongcheng nodded slightly, a glint of approval in his eyes, and said, "Xijie'er, you did a good job. Saving so many people is a great act of accumulating virtue and doing good deeds."

When talking about how he and Xu Zize killed a number of corrupt officials, forced the dog emperor to kill his own son, and replaced most of the local officials with his own people, Jing Chunxi's voice trembled slightly, but was more determined.

She recalled those thrilling scenes, the ugly faces of those corrupt officials, and the tacit understanding between Xu Zize and her as they traveled through seven or eight counties fighting side by side. She recounted every detail, from how they collected evidence, to how they cleverly laid out the plan, and through what channels the King of Yan passed it on, all the way to the final outcome.

Jing Changjiang was stunned and couldn't help but interrupt, "Sister Xi, how did you do it?" When he saw the Prince of Yan a few days ago, he only saw that he was not a playboy, but he didn't see that he was such a decisive, thoughtful and capable person.

Jing Changning also nodded repeatedly, expressing his disbelief. They felt that what Jing Chunxi and Xu Zize had done was too incredible, and it was simply not something a ten-year-old girl and a fourteen-year-old boy could do. Even with the help of the King of Yan, it would be difficult to accomplish.

Grandmother held Jing Chunxi's hand with a distressed look and said softly, "Sister Xi, how could it be so dangerous? You must be careful. This kind of thing is not a joke."

When talking about Xu Zize, the Tao family and the Cui family were naturally mentioned as well. Especially when talking about the dog emperor's killing of the Tao family, Jing Chunxi's voice became much lower, with a grief and indignation that was rare among children of the same age.

Thinking of that bloody scene, Jing Yongcheng still remembered it vividly. Although he spent most of his time far away in the frontier, he considered Duke Tao a close friend. The two of them, one civil and one military, had a rare tacit understanding in the court. He frowned sadly, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen a little.

After pondering for a long time, he slowly said, "The Tao family has been honest and upright officials for generations. The late emperor relied most on our General Jing Mansion and Duke Tao Mansion." He sighed and said, "When the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked; when the birds are gone, the good bow is hidden."

He finally shook his head, with a hint of helplessness and regret in his tone, and said, "What a pity."

Jing Chunxi didn't know whether her grandfather was lamenting about the Jing family, the Tao family, or whether he felt the same way. She just listened quietly, a sense of sadness welling up in her heart.

Everyone was silent for a long time. The room was completely silent, with only the sound of the wind outside the window.

Jing Chunxi suddenly thought of the painting of Daqing Mountain. When Xu Zize had planned to come to Yamen Village to visit his grandparents, he had mentioned asking his grandfather if he knew anything about the situation.

She raised her head and looked at her grandfather with a hint of anticipation in her eyes. She said, "Grandfather, is there any secret in Daqing Mountain?" Jing Chunxi's words not only surprised Jing Yongcheng, but also surprised the others. Grandmother frowned slightly, as if she was thinking about something, and her eldest and third uncles also showed puzzled expressions.

"What secret could there be? If there is a secret, it might be something that can protect us from the wind and rain!" I thought my grandfather would know something, but Jing Yongcheng pondered for a moment and said slowly, "Now that I think about it, the late emperor gave us a manor below Qingshan Manor because he had long anticipated that the person above us would harm us."

There was a hint of vicissitudes in his words, as if he was telling of the ups and downs of the past. At this point, Jing Chunxi was completely confused. She looked at her grandfather in confusion, her eyes full of doubts.

Finally, the grandmother couldn't bear the depressing atmosphere any longer and finally spoke: "The Qingshan Villa given to Sister Xi was a reward from the late emperor." Her words were very gentle, as if to soothe Jing Chunxi's doubts.

"Ah! Didn't mother say that it was a gift from the uncles to Xier for his sixth birthday?" Jing Chunxi was a little confused. His mother had always said so, but no one told her what the relationship between the manor and the royal family was.

She widened her eyes in disbelief. She had thought that Zhuangzi was bought directly for her by her grandfather's family, but she had never expected it to have such a origin.

"It's been a long time, and there's nothing to brag about." Grandmother smiled slightly and continued, "That was when Duke Tao had not yet retired to his hometown in Jiujiang. Your grandfather won a battle, and Duke Tao played an indispensable role in it. The late emperor took this as an excuse to give him a lot of rewards. There was also a manor for each of them, right at the foot of the Daqing Mountain." Her eyes were deep, and her words were filled with nostalgia, as she tried to recall the glory of the past.

"Ah! What about the Tao family's farm?" Jing Chunxi hadn't expected this. Thinking about the fact that the Tao family was now ostensibly exterminated, she couldn't help but wonder what would happen to their farm. She asked eagerly, her eyes full of curiosity.

"It's Qingshuihe Manor. My uncle only heard about it from your grandfather later. He thought that both families had fallen on hard times, and only our Jing family had survived. That's why he asked Jing Yi to pay attention to it. Didn't Sister Xi ask Deputy General Jing to buy it?"

Jing Changjiang's words surprised Jing Chunxi even more. She had never imagined that the manor she had purchased with such a simple decision was actually related to the Tao family. She stood there in a daze, speechless for a long time.

"Master didn't tell me! Really, I was left in the dark." Jing Chunxi was relieved, but also amused. She grumbled and complained, a hint of helplessness on her face.

The old lady then said: "Since it belongs to the Tao family, if his two grandsons come back in the future, just return the manor to him!" The old lady's tone was firm, and she felt that this was natural.

"Of course, it originally belonged to them." Jing Chunxi answered straightforwardly. Thinking of the two brothers who were the only blood relatives of the Tao family, and Ah Heng's family who had to be separated from their father, she couldn't help but feel a little hope in her heart. She hoped that they would return to the capital, be reunited as a family, and be able to show themselves to others with dignity.