Qin Qiancheng, whose ancestral home was Xiangnan.
Three hundred years ago, the Qin family was a prominent clan dependent on the Longevity Dao Sect.
During the reign of Emperor Da Yuan, the Qin family flourished. With over a thousand descendants and tens of thousands of followers, the family head at the time, Qin Junyi, even ascended to the position of Right Prime Minister. Later, when the Empress of Da Yuan and the National Teacher Yue Sinan implemented reforms to curb excessive power and eliminate powerful clans, the Qin family’s influence was curtailed and they went into hiding for a full century.
After the fall of Da Yuan, the Qin family emerged once more and enjoyed a period of prosperity. However, with the passage of time and the collapse of the imperial court, the Qin family gradually declined.
Qin Qiancheng was from the main lineage of the Qin family. When he was a child, the Longevity Sect approached them.
The Qin family no longer possessed the glory of their ancestors. Qin Qiancheng had a difficult childhood, and it was the Longevity Sect that sponsored his studies and martial arts training, providing his parents and siblings with ample food.
It could be said that his current achievements were entirely due to the support of the Longevity Sect.
Jia Huan’s submitted confession was written clearly and understandably. Ji Hong’s brows were tightly furrowed, his expression grim. He wasn't just thinking about Qin Qiancheng’s case; he was contemplating how many officials in his own court of Lin Yuan were like Qin Qiancheng.
“These vile creatures are as disgusting as vermin.”
Ji Hong was furious. Compared to the barbarians of Miao Jiang and the Longevity Sect, they were several times more detestable than the Western Liang. His father’s tragic death, his mother’s imprisonment, and his uncle’s control of gu worms – each incident made him wish he could tear into their flesh.
He not only wanted them to die without a burial place, but he also wanted to dig up the graves of their fathers and grandfathers and feed their remains to dogs!
Ji Jinmo closed the confession and said to Thirteen, “Secretly apprehend Yu Chengxuan and deliver him directly to the dungeons to Jia Huan once captured!”
“Yes!”
Thirteen acknowledged the order.
Ji Hong’s anger was doused by a bucket of cold water. He turned to look at Ji Jinmo, “We act now?”
Ji Jinmo’s hand lowered slightly, and he picked up his prayer beads again.
He remained silent, not intending to answer Ji Hong’s question. Ji Hong pursed his lips, pondering how to ensure that Yu Chengxuan’s body would not show significant injuries during the interrogation.
Yu Chengxuan could be interrogated, but he could not die for now.
“If he dies, he dies!”
Ji Jinmo’s voice was cold and sharp, discussing matters of life and death with the same nonchalance as commenting on the weather.
Ji Hong initially wanted to glare and vehemently retort to his uncle’s irresponsible remark, but the words rumbled in his throat and were swallowed back. After some thought, he nodded, “Yes, if he dies, he dies!”
His perspective had been too narrow before. With the great victory at Huai City, the outcome of this war was already clear. Da Li’s request for peace was only a matter of time. At this point, Yu Chengxuan’s life or death was not important at all. Perhaps Yu Wenyi even wished for Yu Chengxuan and Hui An to die in Lin Yuan. This way, they could reduce the amount of land they would have to cede during peace negotiations.
Yu Wenyi was already wary of Yu Chengxuan, his son who was supported by powerful relatives. If he could eliminate this son while also reducing reparations, Yu Wenyi would be laughing in his sleep.
Therefore, whether Yu Chengxuan lived or died was truly not a significant matter.
“By the way, Uncle, do you have a female physician in your residence? Could you lend me some time? Yun’er has been suffering from severe morning sickness lately, making it difficult for her to eat or sleep. The imperial physicians cannot always be present, so I was thinking of having a female physician attend to her. I do not trust others.”
The female physician in the royal manor was a disciple of Imperial Physician Gu Yuan. Her medical skills were passable. Although not as good as an imperial physician, being a woman, she could attend to Yun’er, which would bring him some peace of mind.
“Mm!”
Ji Jinmo’s eyes were half-closed as he let out a soft hum from his nose, granting Ji Hong’s request.