50-Year-Old Madam Guards the Marquis's Gate, Caning Naive, Rebellious Sons

Madam Hong Yingrong, wife of Marquis Xingyuan, lived a life of wealth and luxury, adorned in fine silks and delicious food.

Those around her constantly painted a picture of peace, allowing he...

Chapter 78: Tit for tat, stating the pros and cons

At this point, Hong Yingrong felt her soft spot was touched. The emperor's heart was unpredictable, which was what she feared the most. However, after weighing the pros and cons, she stood up and decided to throw the crisis back to Chen Jin.

Either both sides will die together, or they will compromise and overcome the difficulties together!

"It's true that the note was found in the Marquis' Mansion, and the Marquis' Mansion will never shirk responsibility. When the wrath of thunder strikes, I only ask that His Majesty blame me, the Hong family."

"But the exam questions have been leaked from far and wide. Who in the palace is most likely to have stolen them? Eunuch Chen should know better than me, right?"

"My Xingyuan Marquisate will never become a pawn to save the king!"

In an instant, the offense and defense changed hands.

As Chen Jin listened to Hong Yingrong's words, he suddenly raised his head and laughed out loud, his voice echoing in the empty meeting hall.

"People used to say that the old lady of the Xingyuan Marquisate only cared about vegetarianism and Buddhist teachings, and didn't care about worldly affairs. But after seeing her today, I know that this heroic woman is no different!"

Hong Yingrong nodded slightly to show her gratitude, but her eyes still remained vigilant and cautious.

Chen Jin stopped laughing and changed the subject, saying seriously, "Just like what the old lady said just now, if there really is a case to be made within the palace, then the person who copied the exam questions and placed them behind the plaque 'Peace and Prosperity' in the Qianqing Hall will undoubtedly bear the brunt of the blame and become the target of public criticism."

Hong Yingrong's heart moved, and she immediately understood the implication of Chen Jin's words.

Who could be more capable of serving in the imperial study in the Qianqing Palace than him, the eunuch in charge of writing in the Silijian?

He even directly previewed memorials for Li Longze and copied approval documents. He, Chen Jin, was the only one in the entire palace who had this ability.