Just as Cheng Qingyan had expected, the box contained not only gold, silver and jade artifacts, but also deeds to shops, houses, and farmland.
"Young Prince, we have gathered about one million taels of silver here. Consider it an apology to you. We hope you will accept it." Feng Wanshan's initial arrogance had vanished, and he was now as respectful as a servant.
Cheng Qingyan glanced at the items and saw that they were scattered and messy, indicating that they had been packed in a hurry: "With so many things, it seems that Marquis Jingyuan has emptied the entire manor."
"I am not good at managing money, and all the wealth I have accumulated over the years is here. If the young marquis is not satisfied, I will swallow my pride and go to my old friends in the court to borrow some."
Cheng Qingyan waved his hand: "There's no need for that, but I'm afraid things won't be easy for the Jingyuan Marquis's mansion from now on."
"Back when I was guarding the border, life was much harder than it is now. But we got through it, and now we enjoy life."
"The Marquis of Jingyuan is quite open-minded."
There's nothing I can do if I can't let it go; what's more important than money than human life?
With the money in place, Cheng Qingyan had Feng Yishui brought down from upstairs.
When Feng Yishui saw that Feng Wanshan had given Cheng Qingyan so many things, and heard Feng Wanshan say that his family's savings had been emptied and that he would only be able to live a hard life from now on, he immediately became unhappy.
Sitting on the ground, she hugged Feng Wanshan's leg and cried, "Father, how could you give her all the money! What if Prince Ning doesn't make her the heir? All this money will be wasted!"
"What's more, she's just abusing her power! She's using her status as the young prince of the Ning Prince's Mansion to bully us, and I won't stand for it!"
Cheng Qingyan was amused by his words: "Feng Yishui, do you want to hear what you're saying?"
"When you bullied Du Yuchun and Du Yuwan, didn't you ever think that you were using your status as the heir of a marquis's family to oppress others? Now that your roles have been reversed, you suddenly realize that this behavior is bullying others by abusing your power."
"Then I'll bully you today, what can you do about it? If you can go to the government office and file a complaint, I might respect you a bit. The Prefect of the Capital is right at the door, do you dare to go and file a complaint?"
That's hilarious! The bullies will realize that bullying is wrong once they've been bullied themselves.
If it weren't for meeting Cheng Qingyan today, Du Yuchun and the others might not have survived. Now Feng Yishui is accusing her of abusing her power and bullying the Marquis's mansion—what a shameless act!
Feng Wanshan immediately slapped Feng Yishui across the face: "You unfilial son, how dare you upset the young prince? It's all my fault for spoiling you too much!"
Feng Yishui, forgetting his pain in surprise, stared wide-eyed in disbelief: "Father, you hit me! You actually hit me because of an outsider! I'm going to tell Grandmother! I'm going to make Grandmother stand up for me!" Then he pointed at Ye Lingyu and said, "I'm also going to make Grandmother bring her into the Marquis's mansion for my amusement!"
Alright, Feng Yishui has already found a way to court death.
With a whoosh, as he spoke these words, Cheng Qingyan drew his sword from the person beside him, the tip pointing directly at Feng Yishui's brow. His face was cold, and killing intent surged: "Since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish."
Feng Wanshan staggered to his knees, bowing his head and begging for mercy: "Please, Your Highness, spare this unfilial son! He is the only male heir in my Marquis's mansion. The Feng family cannot be without an heir!"
The sword tip pierced Feng Yishui's forehead, drawing out bright red blood. Feng Yishui, to his dismay, then urinated all over the ground.
This time, Cheng Qingyan did not lower his sword because of Feng Wanshan's pleas: "Feng Wanshan, do you know who he is talking about? She is the wife I promised to be with for life."
"Feng Yishui, who gave you the audacity to covet my people time and time again?"
Feng Yishui moved back an inch, and the sword tip got an inch closer. A look of horror appeared on his face because Feng Wanshan, who had always doted on him, did not stop Cheng Qingyan's actions.
Feng Wanshan simply knelt on the ground and kowtowed; he did not intervene to stop Cheng Qingyan from stabbing him.
Only then did he realize that Feng Wanshan could not save him.
He trembled and begged for mercy, "I won't do it again, please spare me! I really won't do it again!"
Cheng Qingyan clenched his left fist: "When your leg was broken, you said you wouldn't dare to do it again. How long has it been, and you're already speaking rudely to my wife again."
Even if you break through the floorboards today, no one can save you.
Upon hearing this, Feng Wanshan immediately crawled to Cheng Qingyan's feet and cried out, "Young Prince, spare my life!"
The man who once refused to yield even unto death bowed down and knelt before her for the sake of his loved ones.
Whose tragedy is this? She couldn't quite figure it out for a moment.
"If a son is not taught, it is the father's fault. Feng Wanshan, you have seen it yourself. If he behaves like this in front of you and me, how do you think the Jingyuan Marquis's mansion would treat someone else if it were someone else today?"
Feng Wanshan kept kowtowing: "Young Prince, you promised me one million taels to buy the lives of my father and me, you can't go back on your word!"
Cheng Qingyan laughed in anger: "Feng Wanshan, you let your son commit violence, and Feng Yishui chased me down in the street. That one million taels was money you and your son offered to buy my life, even though you wanted to kill me."
“But now, your son has spoken disrespectfully to my wife. Even if you lose your entire Jingyuan Marquis’s mansion, you will not be able to get over this.”
Feng Wanshan was puzzled: "Young Prince, my son only offended your wife with his words, he didn't..."
Cheng Qingyan held his sword horizontally, the longsword resting against Feng Wanshan's neck. The cold sword slowly cut through the skin of Feng Wanshan's neck, drawing out a ring of blood.
"Steward Tang, Feng Wanshan and Feng Yishui spoke rudely and were disrespectful to my wife in public. Report this to the Prince Ning's residence. Go there yourself. Tell my mother that the Marquis of Jingyuan and his son are bullying my wife and me."
“Tell my father that I’m taking my wife back to our hometown right now. So many people in the capital can bully us at will. Since we can’t be tolerated here, I’d better leave with my wife.”
Manager Tang did not leave immediately; he looked up to examine Ye Lingyu, who was smiling.
Cheng Qingyan drew blood with his sword below, but the person sitting on the high platform remained calm and unfazed, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary. I'm truly impressed.
Marquis Jingyuan is, after all, a third-rank marquis. It's unlikely that he can easily bring them down.
He was still wondering whether to pass on the message when a commotion broke out outside.
"Father, Mother~" Jiangjiang said as she ran in.
Following them were Prince Ning and his wife, accompanied by several guards.
Jiang Jiang saw Cheng Qingyan holding a sword to someone's neck and curiously looked him over: "Father, what are you doing?"
Cheng Qingyan smiled gently: "Father is preparing to kill someone, Jiangjiang, be good, go find your mother."
"But Father, why did you kill someone? Murder is against the law!"
Cheng Qingyan ruffled Jiangjiang's hair: "But they bullied your mother, and your father is very angry."
No wonder we saw Cheng Qingyan wielding a sword and attacking people; it turns out these people were bullying Ye Lingyu!
Jiang Jiang suddenly realized: "Oh, then you can kill them slowly. Those who bully Mother do deserve to die."
"By the way, Father, you should secretly hide the person and kill them, so that no one can find any evidence against you."
Yun Yue beckoned to Jiang Jiang: "Jiang Jiang, come to your grandmother. Who taught you all these twisted ideas? You're so young and you're already fighting and killing. What kind of behavior is that?"
"Leave the fighting and killing to your father and grandfather. You go with your grandmother to visit your mother."
Jiang Jiang hugged Yun Yue with a grin: "Tell Grandma secretly that Uncle Shen said: Only the country and its people cannot be insulted; to be insulted is to die."
Yun Yue pinched Jiang Jiang's nose: "You little rascal~"
Prince Ning walked over and took the sword from Cheng Qingyan's hand: "You are still too soft-hearted. Hand them over to your father to deal with."
Cheng Qingyan frowned and looked angrily at Feng Yishui: "Father, he has coveted my wife several times, and I want to deal with him personally."
Prince Ning handed the sword back to Cheng Qingyan: "I'll spare his life, but I still need to conduct a trial."
Cheng Qingyan didn't respond, but instead thrust his sword into Feng Yishui's groin, causing a scream to erupt. Feng Yishui then lost consciousness.
Feng Wanshan's eyes widened in horror, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood before fainting.
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