The abandoned concubine who transmigrated woke up shouting "Long live the widow!"

Marquis Quyang recounted what had happened in court that day, and his wife was astonished upon hearing it.

"My lord, I am a little scared. You mentioned the old woman last time. Does Princess Zhan know that it was our family who did it? What I fear most is that Jingyi will find out. Although we were just trying to avenge her, Jingyi doesn't like this approach."

“That old woman can’t be kept here. We shouldn’t provoke her anymore. Our Marquis’s title isn’t hereditary. I only hold a nominal position and haven’t made any significant contributions. The next generation will be the Earl of Quyang!”

Marquis Quyang sighed, "Our second son is mediocre and incompetent. I originally wanted to rely on Jingyi to see if I could get the Emperor's favor and continue the Marquis's title."

"My lord, after the eldest son passed away, we tried to persuade Jingyi to remarry, but she refused! She always had Jingzhiyuan in her heart, but he had no interest in her at all," said Lady Quyang, frowning.

In fact, Lady Quyang did not object to Princess Jingyi's remarriage. If she really married Jing Zhiyuan, it would not be a bad thing. After all, Princess Jingyi was still their niece, and the kinship could not be severed. Moreover, she would indirectly be involved with the Prince of War, which was definitely not a bad thing!

"As her uncle and aunt, we must advise her not to offend Princess Zhan. If she really angers her, the consequences will be beyond our ability to bear, and more importantly, it will also implicate our Marquis's mansion!"

"I'll try to persuade her when I get the chance, hopefully she'll restrain herself! Sigh..." Lady Quyang sighed, unable to continue.

Not only the Marquis of Quyang, but most of the ministers who attended the trial in court shared the day's events with their families after returning home.

Therefore, the news of Jing Zhiyuan's imprisonment immediately became a trending topic in the capital.

Whether in teahouses and taverns, on city streets, or even in people's homes, everyone was talking about Jing Zhiyuan.

In the teahouse, some people were even arguing incessantly because of him!

A group of people said that he was secretly keeping a dragon robe, which meant he must have rebellious intentions.

Another group said that the Prince of Zhenbei must have been framed. He had led troops in battle for many years, risking his life and achieving great military exploits. His name should be recorded in the history books in the future. Besides, he had already been granted a title and land. Only a fool would rebel!

The people in the inner palace knew about Jing Zhiyuan's affairs no later than those outside the palace. However, everyone in the inner palace, whether concubines or servants, knew the rules, unlike ordinary people who were not bound by so many constraints.

The happiest of them all was Consort Li.

She felt that Jingxue had no family to rely on this time, and her cousin Muchen would definitely not treat her well. She had heard her mother say that her aunt's daughter, Hu Lan'er, admired the War King and wanted to marry him as a concubine.

Hu Lan'er is the younger sister of the Second Princess. She is sixteen years old this year and is prettier than the Second Princess. Although she is not as pretty as Jing Xue, fortunately, her uncle Hu Yucheng is in charge of the Ministry of Revenue, so the War King should not refuse such a good help.

Consort Li began to anticipate the sight of Jingxue falling out of favor.

When the Empress Dowager heard the news, her first reaction was disbelief. She had a good personal relationship with Jing Zhiyuan's wife, Lady Li, and they were also in-laws. She did not believe that Jing Zhiyuan would have any intention of rebelling. Fortunately, their family was saved by Jing Xue.

The Empress Dowager sent a trusted nanny to deliver bedding and other items to Jingzhiyuan and his wife the very next day.

Jingxue didn't have time to deal with these things. For three days, she used her supernatural abilities to observe the servants she had brought back. They were all normal and well-behaved.

She had considered investigating the stable boy, but then she realized he was just a pawn.

I don't want to find out nothing but get myself into trouble; at least for now, I can't touch him.

Jingxue felt that she was currently overwhelmed with work and had a lot to do, so it seemed she needed to train some capable people.

Jingxue only left the manor once in the past three days, which was to fill the warehouse that Qin Jing had prepared.

Qin Jing sought out a salt storage warehouse, and Jing Xue provided him with 10,000 shi of various grains and 20,000 jin of potatoes.

Of course, Jingxue didn't put these things into the warehouse in front of Qin Jing.

Meanwhile, on Ye Muchen's side, the emperor also led his court officials to the military village.

Because the military villages used local materials, they didn't spend much money, so the civil officials who called for troop reductions had nothing to say.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the temperature is too low for the houses to be built sturdy, so we can only rebuild them next spring.

Ye Muchen told the Emperor that Qin Jing would help him solve the food problem, which pleased the Emperor greatly. He was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. With the model village established, the rest would be handled by his subordinates.

On the fourth day, the emperor remembered something. His father had said that Jingxue would come to the palace within three days, so why hadn't she come? So the emperor went to Fengqi Palace.

Jingxue is busy right now.

Yesterday, I sent Yuan Jin to buy four carriages. One was for Jingze and An'an to use at the academy, one was given to the shop, and the other two were given to the estate.

Today, the servants were gathered together again. Jingxue left twenty people at the Prince's Mansion, Lixia took ten people from the shop, and the rest went to the estate.

Fortunately, Qin Jing and Ye Musi had a place to stay at their estate, so the servants could stay there temporarily. However, Jingxue still told Yuan Jin to discuss with Li Quan when they arrived at the estate, and to ask Yu Lizheng to buy some land. If there were any existing estates available, they should buy them as well.

Not long after the servant left, the steward of the Prince's mansion arrived with an eunuch.

The steward introduced himself as Eunuch Feng, the head eunuch of Fengqi Palace. He had brought the Empress's decree, requesting that Jingxue come to the palace the next day.

Eunuch Feng didn't linger; after delivering the decree, he left with his steward!

Jingxue thought that perhaps the Empress knew about Jing Zhiyuan's affair and wanted to comfort her.

She had originally planned to go to the palace in the next couple of days to ask the Empress Dowager or the Emperor to let her visit Jing Zhiyuan and his wife. She wondered how they were doing.

However, she has something to do first tonight.

It gets dark early these days, and Jingxue left the palace right after dinner.

There were still quite a few pedestrians on the street at this time.

Jingxue was wearing a black cloak, and a large hood covered most of her face. The first house she went to was the home of Imperial Censor Li Wenqing.

She used her supernatural abilities to constantly probe her surroundings, but found no suspicious people.

Upon arriving at Li Wenqing's residence, we found it to have approximately seven or eight courtyards.

At this moment, Li Wenqing is drinking tea in his study.

Jingxue walked around the house and saw that the old man had a lot of good stuff. There were many paintings and calligraphy and several boxes of silver on the ground, and buried underground were two boxes of gold and three boxes of jewelry!

Jingxue walked a little further away and without hesitation put the things underground into her spatial storage.

Next were the homes of Hu Yucheng and Prime Minister Zou.

Hu Yucheng's gold and silver jewelry were all in the storeroom. Occasionally, there would be a gold bracelet or a small bag of silver ingots underground, probably hidden by one of his concubines. Jingxue didn't touch them.

It was Prime Minister Zou's house that truly broadened Jingxue's horizons; the old man had a secret room beneath his study.