"Butler Qian."
"exist!"
"Family rules!"
"Yes, Master Husband!"
Following Yu Jingyang's order, the housekeeper Qian Mantang shouted, "Enforce the family rules!"
A moment later, a group of twenty fully armed soldiers arrived, holding long sticks as thick as bowls. After arriving at the front gate, the soldiers quickly split into two rows and stood facing each other.
"The Grand General's Mansion has always had a strict family tradition and naturally will not tolerate those who betray their master. Confess and you will be treated leniently. Now, I will give you one last chance."
Yu Jingyang flicked the nonexistent dust off his sleeves, but his eyes suddenly turned cold as he continued, "Whoever tampered with this husband's carriage can come forward and avoid being punished with a stick array, or even the punishment of three generations of his family being implicated..."
"On the contrary, if you cling to your luck and stubbornly refuse to repent, not only will you be punished by family law, but your husband will also bring you to the throne room as a first-rank imperial consort. I will report to the Emperor and accuse you of stealing court secrets and plotting to murder the families of important officials. I request that the Emperor execute your entire clan!"
"Is it that you confess your sins and die alone, or that the entire family is destroyed because of you, with no descendants left? You should think carefully..."
Seeing that the pressure was almost applied, Yu Jingyang once again swept his sharp gaze over the people below, especially focusing his attention on the coachman, grooms, and servants who had the opportunity to touch the carriage, as well as those who bought horse fodder.
As Yu Jingyang finished speaking, the two rows of soldiers slammed the long sticks in their hands, which were as thick as bowls, on the ground. A magnificent and overwhelming sound was heard at the gate of the front yard.
A young servant in the crowd suddenly trembled and his legs gave way. The sharp-eyed Yu Jingyang immediately signaled to Steward Qian, who then had several strong female guards pull him out and throw him into the center of the soldiers' baton formation.
"You did it?"
Yu Jingyang narrowed his eyes dangerously and looked at the servant who was slumped on the ground from head to toe.
If he remembered correctly, this servant should have been promoted from the farm and came to the mansion a few days ago, specifically responsible for connecting with the outside world to deliver fodder to the horses.
"Master...husband, spare...spare my life!"
The young man looked handsome, about eighteen or nineteen years old. Seeing such a grand scene for the first time, he was already mentally overwhelmed. He immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yu Jingyang repeatedly.
"Tell me, why do you do this?" Yu Jingyang's eyes were full of anger.
The servant's eyes flickered slightly, "Yes... a man in black put a dagger to my neck and forced me to do this."
"It seems... you are not telling the truth."
Yu Jingyang made a gesture to the soldiers, and then two soldiers standing face to face on the left and right swung the sticks as thick as bowls in their hands and hit the servant twice with "pa pa".
“Ouch~”
“Ouch~”
The servant, whose bones and flesh ached from being beaten, begged, "Stop, stop! I'll tell you, I'll tell you..."
"This morning, I went out to buy fodder for the horses as usual. Around the end of the morning, a masked man in black pulled me into a quiet, deserted alley, threw me a porcelain vase, and gave me a gold ingot. The gold is still hidden in the chamber pot under my bed. He then put a dagger to my neck and ordered me to pour the potion from the porcelain vase onto the wheel of the master's carriage."
"Did you see the man's appearance clearly?" Yu Jingyang frowned slightly when he heard that.
"No, he always covered his face with a cloth." The servant shook his head.
"However, he should be left-handed, because he always holds the dagger with his left hand, and there is a centipede-shaped scar about one centimeter long on his left wrist." The servant added.
Holding a dagger in the left hand?
Yu Jingyang thought for a moment after hearing this, and the old man disguised as an assassin in Yipinxiangming just now flashed through his mind. He was Feng Lingyan who assassinated with a dagger in his left hand.
"Are there any other discoveries?" Yu Jingyang asked slowly.
"No...no more..." the servant said timidly.
"Enforce family law!"
Yu Jingyang's words were light, but they were like a biting cold wind blowing into the servant's ears, and he immediately cried and begged for mercy.
"Yes, Master Husband!"
When the soldiers heard this, one of them pushed the boy to the ground with a long stick. Then there was the sound of the stick "cracking" on the boy and his wailing.
"snort!"
"If I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place?"
Yu Jingyang glanced coldly at the servant lying on the ground with his skin torn and blood all over his body. There was no sympathy in his eyes.
My third brother almost lost his life because of this treacherous servant! Even if he died a hundred times, it wouldn't be enough to atone for his sins.
"Master, what should we do with Ba Jin's (the beaten servant's) mother, father, sister and their family? Should we..." Butler Qian said with a little reluctance.
"What did the emperor say at the beginning?" Yu Jingyang did not answer Butler Qian's question, but asked him a question in return.
"My Lord, when the eldest son married into the royal family, His Majesty declared that the Grand General is a key minister of the court. The Grand General's Mansion is no ordinary minister's residence. It is related to the turmoil of the court and the safety of the country. The servants in the mansion must be investigated for at least three generations. Anyone who betrays the master will be charged with treason. At the very least, three generations will be punished, and at the worst, nine generations of the family will be exterminated to serve as a warning to others!"
Butler Qian Mantang was the "old man" in the mansion who witnessed Feng Lingyan's wedding. Naturally, he knew very well about the privileges that Nalan Yunzhi had given to the general's mansion.
"Since it is the emperor's order, I naturally cannot disobey it. Considering his final confession, his three generations will only be punished with tattooing on their faces and sent to Youzhou to do lifelong labor service. I will ask the general to report the truth to the emperor and let the Ministry of Justice take over this matter as soon as possible." Yu Jingyang said sternly.
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