Is it too brutal to kidnap someone at the slightest disagreement?
They did nothing, and they didn't even manage to scatter the money, so why should they be thrown into the Nine Gates Admiralship?
Moreover, there was no one guarding outside just now. Who exactly is this poor scholar?
Two guards, who were lying in wait in the shadows, easily pinned the group of spendthrifts to the ground.
The shopkeeper was very perceptive; he beckoned to the waiter to bring a rope from the back warehouse.
When the Nine Gates Admiral saw a string of people being dragged over, his scalp tingled, and he put down what he was holding.
The lead guard took out Yinreng's token and flashed it in front of the Nine Gates Commander.
"What did these guys do to offend the Crown Prince?" The Nine Gates Admiral looked at the bound men with disgust. They were all scoundrels who didn't learn anything good and were just annoying.
Unfortunately, nothing serious happened, and the family's wealth and power allowed them to suppress the victim and settle the matter privately.
Today they've finally fallen into his hands. If he doesn't make them suffer terribly, he'll have wasted his official position.
“They made a foolish mistake in front of the Crown Prince.” The guard shook the rope in his hand: “The one in the lead impersonated a member of the royal family, and the others also spoke rudely to the Crown Prince and the Ninth Prince. Your Honor, you only need to punish them, there’s nothing else to worry about.”
The Nine Gates Admiral Yue's mustache twitched: "I know. These are all criminals. When the time comes, they will be punished for multiple crimes, and I guarantee they will not be able to harm the capital again."
Ma Jia Suhetai's face was covered in shoe prints, and he looked as if he had fallen into a cold cellar.
He carried a glimmer of hope all the way, thinking that the Crown Prince wouldn't kill them all. At most, he'd throw a few of them into jail for a few months, give them some beatings, and that would be a relief.
After all, it's a complex undertaking with far-reaching consequences. If all the high-ranking officials in their families were to be dismissed, it would be a massive and time-consuming project.
Unexpectedly, the Crown Prince really didn't care about the effort and insisted on punishing them to death.
If his arms hadn't been tied up, Maja Suhetai would have loved to slap himself across the face.
The guard conveyed Yinreng's instructions and returned to report.
Keep this bunch of spoiled brats tied up like gourd vines, and let them stare at each other blankly at the Nine Gates Admiral.
The Nine Gates Admiral stroked his goatee: "You lot are quite capable. To have offended that person, his descendants within three generations will definitely remember you."
Ma Jia Suhetai cried, snot bubbles coming out of his nose: "My lord, I am Consort Rong's nephew!"
"Do you think this identity is useful?" the Nine Gates Admiral asked.
Ma Jia Suhetai obediently shook his head: "Compared to that person, I'm useless."
“That’s it. That person was kind enough not to take your lives. You’ve suffered a bit, but you’ve saved your lives, that’s good enough,” said the Nine Gates Admiral.
The others belatedly realized what was happening and a group of them started wailing and crying, making the yamen more noisy than a market.
The Nine Gates Admiral's head throbbed with pain: "Take them all away and lock them up for questioning later."
Inside the jewelry shop, Tong Wanyan was still looking with great interest at the shopkeeper's prized possession.
Dazzling jewelry is so appealing to women.
Tong Wanyan's lips curled up slightly, and Yinzhen understood.
"Wrap this up and consider it my apology gift to my second sister-in-law," Yinzhen said to Tong Wanyan.
Tong Wanyan did not refuse. It was just a gift exchange between family members, so there was no problem accepting it. She could return the favor with something nice in the future.
"Ninth Brother, don't blame yourself. Just think of it as watching a play and getting rid of a scourge for the people. It won't spoil my mood." Tong Wanyan's good mood was not ruined by this.
That makes sense. Would a saint, high above all others, be affected by the curses of lowly ants?
Tong Wanyan didn't take those people seriously at all.
To her, all they said sounded like barking dogs.
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