As New Year's Eve approached, Emperor Longqing was furious in the palace. Chen Xiang was sweating like rain from his forehead, and he knelt on the ground without daring to move.
"Go away, go and confiscate the Wang family. Prince Teng will be deprived of his official status and his family property will be transferred to the internal funds."
In Emperor Longqing's rage, Chen Xiang ran out crawling.
After a long time, the anger in Emperor Longqing's chest subsided slightly.
"And that bitch in Rongguo Mansion. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have been forced to this point."
There was a great uproar in the circle of nobles in the sacred city of Jing. Prince Teng, the governor of the Jingying camp, lost his holy family, his home was confiscated by the Jin Yiwei, and he was imprisoned.
Wang, the wife of Jia Zheng, the second wife of the Rongguo Mansion, was also reprimanded by the Queen and deprived of her official status on the grounds of being friends with evil people. If it weren't for Concubine Yuan's sake, he might have been sent to prison.
"Why is this happening? Why is this happening? It's you, a stupid woman, and your brother who did the treacherous thing and angered Tianyan." Jia Zheng trembled, unable to stand still.
Jia's mother was also in tears. At this point, how could they not understand that it was the Wang family that provoked the emperor's downfall.
The Wang family has always been close to the Jia family and has a close relationship. If the Wang family falls, how long can the Jia family last?
I was originally happy and ready to welcome Concubine Yuan for her wedding, but now I was poured cold water on her.
"Second daughter-in-law, you don't want to be in charge of the house anymore. Leave it to Feng Yatou." Jia Mu made the decision.
If Mrs. Wang were not the mother of Concubine Yuan, she would probably be imprisoned in a Buddhist hall.
Mrs. Wang sat paralyzed on the ground, her hairpins scattered, dumbfounded. This huge blow was almost unbearable for her.
As soon as the Wang family fell, her imperial status was deprived, and her status in Rongguo Mansion fell to the bottom.
If it weren't for the sake of his daughter Yuan Fei, he would never have been divorced by Jia Zheng.
And from this point of view, Concubine Yuan is not so favored, otherwise she would not directly punish Concubine Yuan's biological mother without giving her any face.
Jia She, the first family member of the Rongguo Mansion, was ecstatic. Suddenly, the second family member collapsed completely.
However, Mrs. Xing was a little regretful that the power of the housekeeper actually fell into the hands of Wang Xifeng.
Jia Mu finally stopped her tears and said, "I'm tired too. Just take care of yourself and don't lose the plaque of the Duke's Mansion."
After saying that, he was supported by Yuanyang and went to the back room after the meeting. Even Baoyu, his usual sweetheart, didn't want to pay attention to him.
Since losing the psychic treasure, Jia Baoyu's fate as a daughter has deteriorated a lot. Now even Jia Mu's love seems to be disappearing.
"What are you doing here, you evildoer? Help your mother go to the Buddhist hall to reflect." Jia Zheng looked at the stupid Jia Baoyu and felt angry.
Jia Baoyu trembled with fright, and hurriedly helped Mrs. Wang up with Jinchuan'er.
"Baoyu", when Mrs. Wang saw her son coming up, she couldn't help but burst into tears and burst into tears.
The atmosphere was chaotic, and everyone present was in no mood to say anything more. Moreover, Concubine Yuan's wedding plan has not been cancelled, and she still has to keep busy.
If something goes wrong again and the royal family is blamed, then the situation will be truly irreversible.
There was no such tense atmosphere in the yard of Jia Lian and his wife. Seeing the fall of the second room, even if the situation was so bad, Jia Lian felt as comfortable as taking a sip of ice water in the dog days of summer.
"Haha, the second wife is gone, the title is destined to be mine." Jia Lian didn't care if anyone heard it and couldn't help laughing.
At this moment, Wang Xifeng was filled with joy and sorrow. The fact that the power of the housekeeper of Rongguo Mansion was truly in her hands, she didn't have to ask Mrs. Wang for approval for something big.
Sadly, with the downfall of her natal family, Wang Xifeng may not be as confident as before in Rongguo Mansion.
"Second Master Lian, will this royal family's anger involve us?" Sister Feng asked cautiously.
She usually dared to show off her temper in front of Jia Lian, but now she had to be careful with her smiling face. Mrs. Wang's fate frightened Sister Feng, who was also a girl from the Wang family.
Seeing Sister Feng being so cautious, Jia Lian was secretly happy, "Please relax, because those eunuchs announced the decree, and my father and second uncle were in a panic.
But I took the opportunity to stuff my money and ask for details. The reason this time was that the second aunt befriended Ma Daopo and sent a kid to spy on Jia Zhenren's mansion.
As a result, the demon and the kid were beheaded by Jia Zhenren. The real person went to Jinyiwei to question the crime, and asked the court to confiscate the Wang family and punish the second aunt.
Master Jia and I have a close friendship and we are brothers. I will be fine this time. "
"What, how could this Jia Hui be so vicious and harm my Wang family?" Sister Feng's eyes turned red and she screamed.
Jia Lian's expression changed, and he patted the table, "What nonsense are you talking about? It wasn't the second aunt who harmed others first, and Jia Zhen was the one who fought back.
Let me tell you, you women from the Wang family are doing all kinds of mischief on the basis of the Wang family. Do you think that I don't know about your aunt and nephew secretly lending loan sharks?
Moreover, the Wang family was confiscated. In the final analysis, His Majesty has been dissatisfied with the Wang family for a long time. Otherwise, why do you think the Wang family was targeted?
Wang Xifeng, let me tell you, you are now a member of the Jia family, don’t think about the Wang family anymore, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable. "
After saying that, Jia Lian patted his butt and left, leaving Wang Xifeng crying there. Ping'er quickly stepped forward to comfort him.
"Second Grandma, take care of this moment and the other moment, and don't show your temper in front of the Second Master anymore.
When the second master inherits the title, you will be missing! "
After persuading for a long time, Wang Xifeng wiped away her tears and said, "Ping'er, call the Wang family in. This usury business can't be done."
After all, Sister Feng is good at bending and singing. Without the support of her uncle Wang Ziteng, she would not dare to do these things again, so she had to stop slowly.
When some people suffer, others rejoice. Aunt Zhao is as happy as picking up money. Her son, who usually gets annoyed just by looking at her, looks much more pleasing to the eye now.
"Huan'er, you study hard these days and show your face in front of your father more often.
That ruthless woman is gone, and I'm afraid she will never have the chance to behave herself to my aunt. "
Aunt Zhao became proud and directly gave Jia Huan face-to-face advice, "Baoyu is also a worthless thing. As long as you please your father, I'm afraid you will be indispensable for this family's business in the future."
Jia Huan was not a good person either. He rolled his eyes and figured it out, "Auntie, just watch, Baoyu is my opponent.
It's hard to say that in the future, when Mrs. Wang dies, my aunt will still be able to straighten her up! "
"You are really my good son." Aunt Zhao was happy when she heard this.
"That white-eyed wolf Tanchun always tries to please the bitch named Wang. I wonder if she will bow in front of me this time."
The mother and son had been suppressed for too long, but today they were released and had many thoughts.
The remaining girls and wives in Rongguo Mansion also have their own plans in mind.
In short, it is different from the original work. Before Rongguo Mansion reached the peak of the burning fire, the firewood under the stove was smoked, and the crisis was felt in advance.
