Jiang Shumiao flew to the rooftop with Pang Xiangyu.
Pang Xiangyu was at a loss.
“Vast, so vast.”
Jiang Shumiao drew a small circle in the air, the image showing the Yao family's property being raided. Jiang Shumiao then brought the ancestral hall directly in front of Pang Xiangyu.
dilapidated.
The once sacred ancestral hall is now reduced to just these two characters.
“I have burned the statue, but the resentment beneath it lingers. Do you know how many people the Yao family has killed for sacrifices over the past thousand years?”
Pang Xiangyu's face was deathly pale, and he was trembling all over.
Jiang Shumiao's expression was more serious than ever before. "Gods don't need such bloody sacrifices. Only evil cultivators and wicked ghost cultivators use living people to cultivate. This is the Yao family. They use living people to fill their ambitions and use corpses to prove their loyalty to God. The Yao family's wealth and honor are all built on piles of bones."
"You said your cousin was exiled at a very young age, which was very tragic. But have you ever thought about the children who were killed by the Yao family? They didn't even live to be thirteen. And your cousin, living a life of luxury with a large number of servants, all of that was bought with their lives."
Is he innocent?
Pang Xiangyu trembled and couldn't speak.
Jiang Shumiao raised her voice, "Answer me."
Pang Xiangyu was terrified and burst into loud sobs.
He didn't know; he knew nothing.
The little boy, not yet four years old, understood for the first time what "human blood buns" meant.
Jiang Shumiao carried him back to the ground.
The other children stopped crying, and seeing her indifferent expression, they were all a little scared.
Even the Fifth Princess didn't dare to get close to her.
Jiang Shumiao's childish voice was full of authority, "Do you know why I asked you to do more good deeds? You were born into wealthy families and cannot see the suffering of the people. You are always high and mighty and self-righteous. But those who do evil will be punished. Just like the Yao family today, they have fallen to this end because their ancestors did evil for generations."
With a flick of her finger, the scene of the underworld instantly appeared before everyone's eyes.
"Pang Xiangyu, look carefully. These are the ancestors of the Yao family. They killed people, oppressed the people, and seized fertile land in the name of the gods. While they were alive, they lived peacefully to old age under the protection of their ancestors, but after death, they will suffer all kinds of tortures. They will be subjected to mountains of knives and seas of fire, and beatings with rolling knives and whips. No one can escape them."
Pang Xiangyu collapsed to the ground, crying loudly and aloud.
"I...I know I was wrong, waaaaaah..."
Jiang Shumiao waved her hand, and the image disappeared.
She looked at the others and said, “You all come from prominent families. Now that you enjoy wealth and honor, you must understand your responsibilities. Do good deeds and accumulate merit, or you will end up like the Yao family.”
After saying this, she turned and left.
Fuqu quickly followed.
"Princess, wait for me."
When Jiang Zhixu saw her daughter come out, she wanted to go up and carry her schoolbag, but she saw that the little girl had a cold expression on her face, as if she was angry with someone.
He immediately asked Fuqu, "What happened?"
Fuqu dared not speak.
Jiang Shumiao had already jumped onto the carriage.
Jiang Zhixu spurred his horse forward and tentatively asked, "Miaomiao, did you have a fight with your classmate?"
Jiang Shumiao remained silent, looking sullen.
Jiang Zhixu could tell that she was in a bad mood, so she didn't ask any more questions.
Jiang Shumiao didn't say a word until she got home, and she even ate two fewer bowls of rice than usual.
Seeing that she was about to leave, Xiao Yitang quickly called her daughter back.
“Vast and insignificant”.
Jiang Shumiao turned around, "Mother."
Xiao Yitang looked her over carefully and asked, "Did something happen at school today?"
Jiang Shumiao hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
The family looked at each other in disbelief, having never seen her like this before.
Jiang Yiqing asked gently, "Were you punished?"
"No."
Jiang Shumiao shook her head, her voice muffled and strained, "I can't keep my friends."
Just like before.
Watching them grow up quickly, leave, until the end of their lives.
But she remained in the same place.
Everyone looked puzzled.
Jiang Shumiao refused to say anything more and walked away with her head down.
Xiao Yitang called out to Fuqu, and Fuqu then told him the whole story.
Jiang Yiqing pondered for a while and said, "Miaomiao is still just a child, and her childlike heart is still intact. She usually plays well with her friends in school, but those children all have powerful families behind them. His Majesty is now targeting the aristocratic families, and the Jiang family is allied with His Majesty, which means that it is standing on the opposite side of the aristocratic families."
"The children are unaware now, but they will eventually grow up and drift further and further away from Miaomiao."
Xiao Yitang looked sorrowful.
“Miaomiao likes to make friends. Pang Xiangyu’s attitude today gave her a glimpse into the future, and she must be feeling very upset.”
Jiang Yining said, "Mother, there are also children of similar age to Miaomiao in the collateral branches of the Jiang family. Why don't we bring them home to keep Miaomiao company?"
Just as Jiang Zhixu was about to nod, Jiang Yiqing rejected him.
"no."
He glanced at the old lady, who, surprisingly, understood his subtle gaze and instantly thought of Shen Qinghe.
She raised him for ten years, only to have him turn out to be an ungrateful wretch.
She had heard the rumors circulating outside. Although Emperor Hongde had dragged Shen Jiming out to take the blame, anyone with eyes could see that Shen Qinghe was not innocent.
So even though no one is deliberately targeting her now, Shen Qinghe's reputation is completely ruined.
The old lady felt sorry for her too many times, and was disappointed time and time again. Now she was completely heartbroken.
A small favor is appreciated, but a large one breeds resentment.
You can never truly love someone else's child.
"Let's forget about it."
Jiang Yiqing stared blankly at the knowing expressions on her grandmother's, parents', and brother's faces, feeling that her little brain wasn't quite up to the task.
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