The Prime Minister Seduced Me to have Babies!-Chapter 690: Breaking Free from the Cage
Yang Ying quickly packed up her things with her maids.
Some of the jewelry in her room was taken by the soldiers, while the larger items that were difficult to carry remained.
Yang Ying didn’t care much about it, and gathered everything in a rush.
The situation at home wasn’t great, so she wanted to grab whatever she could.
After packing up, Jiang Zhongxing prepared some silver, with each woman receiving a two-hundred tael severance pay, and then dispatched soldiers to escort them home.
Those with nowhere to go were escorted by soldiers to a nearby inn for temporary lodging.
Yang Ying, carrying a large bundle, left the Yan Mansion with her maid.
She glanced back briefly, the red-lacquered gate of the Yan Mansion appeared so dim in the night.
Yang Ying wiped her eyes, raised her head, and walked forward briskly.
A junior officer silently followed the two until Yang Ying reached the Yang Mansion, then he turned away.
Inside the Yan Mansion, the confiscated silver, totaling over a million taels, was documented and sent to the Ministry of Revenue’s silver vault.
All the antiques, calligraphy, paintings, and some jewelry were packed by Jiang Zhongxing and sent to the Emperor’s inner vault.
The remaining jewels were divided among several Colonels, with some arranged by Lin Shuo to be sent to the Duke Mansion.
Yan Beichen was carried out of the backyard and thrown at the feet of Grandmaster Yan.
Grandmaster Yan squatted on the ground, holding his son and shaking him constantly, "Chen’er, Chen’er, wake up quickly, or our family will be ruined!"
Yan Pei stood behind Grandmaster Yan, her eyes swollen red, continuously wiping her tears with a handkerchief.
With the family’s downfall, she no longer thought about marriage in the future.
Yan Beichen’s first wife, Madam Liu, was holding onto her two sons, one on each side.
The two children, aged ten and seven, were still in their innocent years.
At this moment, the older child was staring at Jiang Zhongxing with eyes full of hatred.
Jiang Zhongxing noticed the child’s gaze and coldly snorted in his heart, none of the Yan Family members would survive this time.
Even if the Emperor showed mercy and only sentenced them to exile, he would eradicate them completely.
Just like the Su Family.
The Su Family lived in a shabby house in exile, caught fire in the middle of the night, and the whole family was burned to death.
While Jiang Zhongxing was thinking, he saw a man in a purple official robe entering with others at the door.
Jiang Zhongxing rose and cupped his hands, "Lord Zhang!"
Zhang Zhen also cupped his hands towards Jiang Zhongxing, "Duke, you’ve worked hard."
People from the Ministry of Justice and the Military Department began to hand over some evidence and prisoners, Jiang Zhongxing invited Zhang Zhen to sit down, and had someone pour him a cup of tea, then quietly asked, "What does the Lord plan to do with this case?"
Zhang Zhen took a light sip from the teacup, "Major treason cases like this must be carefully examined."
Jiang Zhongxing raised an eyebrow and meaningfully said, "In cases of treason, I fear the main culprit will not easily confess."
Zhang Zhen smiled and whispered, "Rest assured, Duke, once they’re in the Ministry of Justice, I have ways to make them confess."
He glanced at Yan Beichen lying on the ground, "What’s wrong with him?"
Jiang Zhongxing whispered, "He was drugged with a sedative, supposedly won’t wake up until the day after tomorrow."
Zhang Zhen’s eyes brightened, "Is that so?"
"Thank you, Duke, for the information."
Jiang Zhongxing smiled warmly, cupping his hands towards Zhang Zhen, "Lord Zhang, you’ve worked hard."
Zhang Zhen returned the gesture, "Duke, you’ve worked hard."
"Your mansion is about to hold a wedding; I’m busy here, so I might not be able to attend and can only let my wife attend in my stead."
Jiang Zhongxing laughed heartily, "National affairs come first, Lord Zhang."
After the handover, all the offenders from the Yan Mansion were taken away, and Yan Beichen was also carried off by servants.
Jiang Zhongxing returned home, beaming with satisfaction.







