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Qi Xiaomian comforted, "Uncle, anger is harmful to your health. The word 'humiliation' may not be entirely appropriate; we could say it was a test, and the final outcome isn't too bad."
This serves as a reminder that the Court needs to be stricter in screening officials in the future.
"Yes, you have a point. Once this matter is settled, the Office of Censors must not relax its supervision of officials."
Qin Mu Hui wanted to calm his emotions, but as soon as he thought of Zheng Moru, his anger flared up again. The death of this person was difficult to handle; dying quietly without serving any purpose left him feeling unsatisfied.
However, if they made a big deal out of it, Dayu would find out. The Great Yu Emperor would hear about the death and, while feeling regretful, would likely mock them even more.
"Your Majesty, please endure for a moment; we still have people in Dayu."
"Hmph, in comparison, our people seem somewhat incompetent."
"Your Majesty, we still have the Western Army. Wasn't it because of their bravery that Dayu proposed peace talks back then?"
Qin Mu Hui's gaze grew heavy; that last battle had indeed been brutal.
Qi Xiaomian immediately added, "Brutal yet very instructive; it highlighted the courage of the Western Army and the strategic prowess of their commanders."
If it weren't for a sudden influx of supplies to Dayu that boosted their warriors' morale, that last battle wouldn't have been so arduous.
So, wasn't this just facing off against the spirits of the Western Army? There shouldn't have been so many casualties. Zheng Moru, the culprit who transported those supplies, was responsible for the significant losses our side suffered; didn't the Western Army hate him most?
"Revenge is not forgotten; it's just a matter of time. Now is that time. The spirits walk among us, and the ghosts of the Zheng Family will soon reveal themselves."
Qi Xiaomian was surprised. "Was it he who transported the supplies? Has Your Majesty found evidence?"
If so, those supplies could only have been taken from the Northern Army. But hadn't the Court said that those lost supplies were embezzled by Prince Jing's Residence? They had even been convicted because of it.
"When the Sang Family fell from grace, you were young and naturally unaware. At that time, the Sang Family was as wealthy as a nation; this nation does not refer solely to the Great Jing Dynasty. Combined with several neighboring countries, they were undoubtedly prosperous."
"How could the Sang Family covet such small amounts of money? It was merely an excuse fabricated by Chongjing Emperor to destroy them; it was easier to deceive with their surname and primarily meant for others to hear."
Qi Xiaomian continued to be puzzled. "So are you saying that the Sang Family is actually innocent?"
"How could they be innocent? Just like now with the Ministers in this Court—none are clean. However, the Sang Family shone too brightly and made others appear too insignificant."
To be honest, since Chongjing Emperor ascended to power, he hadn't done many good things; yet I am grateful for one thing: his decision to eliminate the Sang Family.
Qi Xiaomian's visit to the palace not only expedited the espionage case but also revealed some insights into Xuande Emperor's attitude toward the Sang Family. He still needed more time to further understand Xuande Emperor's bottom line regarding overturning their case.
Sang Qingxiao meticulously planned each step and carefully erased her traces in this entire affair, but one should not underestimate Dragon Guard; His Majesty's attitude cannot be ignored either.
The royal family has established itself for many years and possesses deep foundations; there are plenty of hidden cards. When an emperor becomes enraged, countless bodies may fall—this is no exaggeration.
No matter how high the identity and abilities of the Demon Catcher are, they cannot guarantee safety.
Qi Xiaomian had been observing Sang Qingxiao these days and felt that she treated her role in the Sang Family more like a task than a personal commitment. She laughed and chatted, showing little sign of deep attachment.
This was fine; neither side would become mortal enemies. As long as they maintained a certain balance, perhaps both could achieve their desires.
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