Once Jian Guangyang falls, all their efforts will have been in vain.
Hu Yanyan patted her son and said, "Your father is quite capable."
As long as she can bring down Jian Gongxin and make her son the next Marquis of Wei, Hu Yanyan is willing to suffer heavy losses herself, even at the cost of inflicting a thousand casualties on the enemy.
"It's better to be safe than sorry," Jian Gongsen said, feeling uneasy.
"It's alright, it's alright," Hu Yanyan reassured her.
Jian Gongsen shut his mouth; perhaps he was overthinking it.
At this very moment, inside the Wutong Courtyard.
Ji Xiaoxiao used "Magic Avenue" once again to send away the dazed Jian Guangyang, and then sat alone in a chair, lost in thought.
Jian Gongxin has been arrested and imprisoned?
Why? This didn't happen in my previous life.
Ji Xiaoxiao thought for a moment and attributed it to the butterfly effect. Her actions had long since deviated from her previous life's trajectory. Jian Gongxin's misfortune was retribution, and also a clear manifestation of divine justice.
"A life for a life, Jian Gongxin will not escape this fate."
Ji Xiaoxiao was happy, but she was also in a dilemma. Jian Gongxin was now a hopeless case, and anyone who got involved with him would be tainted. How could Hu Yanyan knowingly walk into danger and pretend to be Jian Gongxin's son, with such touching affection?
Things will work themselves out in the end; we can worry about the future later.
Ji Xiaoxiao felt relieved and happily ate her meal. But Jian Piaoyi, far away in Zizhu Garden, was so frustrated that she couldn't even drink a sip of water.
Today should have been her wedding day, the day she got married, but because of her brother Jian Gongxin's matter, she was jilted two days ago.
The engagement was called off?
Jian Piaoyi's heart was as cold as ice.
What hope is there for a woman whose soul has been taken away? Even if she remarries, her husband's family will either be obscure or her husband will be an ugly and unattractive man, making it impossible for her to find a good husband.
Jian Piaoyi had given up hope and sat there blankly all night.
Jian Guangyang paid no attention to unimportant people, busy clearing his name and rescuing Jian Gongxin. However, due to the emperor's dislike and political enemies' sabotage, Jian Guangyang found himself unable to move forward.
Using money, connections, coercion, and bribery, Jian Guangyang resorted to every possible means. Three months later, Jian Gongxin was still convicted and executed by slow slicing, his body torn to pieces.
On the day of the execution, Jian Gongxin's hair was disheveled, obscuring his disfigured face on the ground.
With each stab, blood flowed like a river, and Jian Gongxin could only whimper.
Winter goes and spring comes, all things revive, some people die and some are born, it is the natural order.
The Marquis of Wei's mansion is now deserted and desolate; its former glory has long since become a daydream.
With a thud, the gate of the Marquis of Wei's residence was kicked open, this time without any restraint.
"Search." It was Officer Lin again.
Jian Guangyang rushed out, "Officer Lin, do you even have the Emperor's eyes? This is the Marquis of Wei's residence, not some backwater village. You can't just barge in here as you please."
Lin, the head constable, ignored him and took out a scroll of imperial edict.
"By the mandate of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: Jian Gongxin..."
Upon hearing this, Jian Guangyang felt a chill run down his spine. They found out?
"Sir, we've found him." The constable came out and found Jian Gongxin, who had been dead for a month, jumping around and shouting.
Looking at Jian Gongxin, Jian Guangyang was in a daze. Why did I have to get involved with the Marquis of Weiguo's mansion to save this good-for-nothing?
Jian Guangyang couldn't understand it, and neither could Hu Yanyan and Jian Gongsen.
Just as they had expected, the Marquis of Wei's mansion weathered the storm unscathed. But when they saw Jian Gongxin alive and well, they knew they had made a fatal mistake and suffered a crushing defeat. Their fate was sealed.
This time, Constable Lin not only arrested Jian Gongxin, but also imprisoned all the servants of the Marquis of Weiguo's mansion. Jian Guangyang dared to switch executioners, a heinous crime of deceiving the emperor, deserving the execution of nine generations of his family.
Ji Xiaoxiao was locked in the cell, her expression calm and composed, quietly staying to one side, ignoring everything else. Meanwhile, Jian Guangyang and his group were making a ruckus, testing the limits of human patience every minute.
After an unknown amount of time, people entered the prison.
"Officer Lin, is His Majesty going to release me?"
Jian Guangyang gripped the railing, his eyes fixed intently on Constable Lin.
Lin, the head constable, shook his head and said, "His Majesty has ordered that everything be done in accordance with the law."
Everything should be done according to the rules?
This could kill him!
Jian Guangyang collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.
Lin, the head constable, added, "Yesterday, the officials discussed and decided on the execution: the entire Marquis of Wei's family will be wiped out."
It wasn't that they weren't leaving the Jian family a way to survive, but rather that public resentment had been stirred up, and complaints were widespread. Discontent? They could expect to be infamous for eternity.
After saying that, Officer Lin turned and left.
Jian Guangyang broke down, tearing at his hair and howling to the sky. Hu Yanyan and Jian Gongsen, terrified and disoriented, revealed the truth. Upon hearing this, Jian Guangyang beat Hu Yanyan and Jian Gongsen to death, eventually even going so far as to devour human flesh.
Time passed slowly, and the day of execution arrived.
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