"Zhuang is Dong Jinguo's spy. Many families in our capital have spies. The emperor attaches great importance to this matter. He originally wanted to keep his troops in place, follow the clues, and investigate further." Jiang Zhixu explained slowly, as if everything was under his control.
"Then why do you suddenly want to tell me? And...are the twins she gave birth to mine?" The Duke of Zhenguo was as excited as a volcano erupting. He held his second son's hand tightly, as if he wanted to crush it.
"In the past, grandma could control the Zhuang family. Things like recruiting people in the mansion required grandma's approval. Grandma has always been frugal and would naturally not agree. Now grandma can't control her. My wife and the third daughter-in-law are daughters-in-law. Out of filial piety, they can't control mother. But if she is allowed to recruit some people from Dong Jinguo in the backyard of the Duke's Mansion, put some letters and items there, and then report to the emperor, our Duke's Mansion will be charged with treason and everyone will be killed without a burial place. That's why the Zhuang family can't be kept." Jiang Zhixu took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and continued.
The Duke of Zhenguo gradually calmed down and thought again and again:
"You can't just kill her like that. No matter what, she's still the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo. If she dies, you brothers will have to observe mourning. You're doing well in your official positions now, and the Emperor is very fond of you. Who knows what the situation will be like in three years?"
Jiang Zhixu looked at his father with admiring eyes:
"So this matter depends entirely on Dad. If you can find something to hold against her, you can demote her to a concubine. After that, whether she lives or dies will have nothing to do with me and my third brother."
"Well, leave this matter to Dad. How dare this bitch be so bold as to do such shameful and dirty things in the mansion."
"Dad, those two children...we have no way of verifying whether they are yours, but don't let the children suffer any harm. Send them back home once the matter is settled!"
The Duke of Zhenguo glanced at his son reluctantly:
"You're already an adult, but you're still so soft-hearted. Don't you know that you should cut the weeds at their roots? Just listen to me, I'll handle it, and you don't have to worry about it." He flicked his sleeves and left angrily.
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