The system favors me so much, I get eight meals a day while escaping from famine

Jiang Qingyi felt relieved to see that they really had no intention of blaming her, but she still had to give the compensation she had prepared before, as it was also a token of her appreciation.

When sending the people from the first and second rooms home, Jiang Qingyi gave them each a box filled with a lot of smoked chicken, eggs, pickled fish, various fresh fruits and vegetables, and biscuits and pastries made by robots. Jiang Qingyi also put a few large gold ingots in the box as an apology gift.

Jiang Qingyi was afraid that they would not accept it, so she asked them to open it when they got home.

That day, the emperor sent Wang Furen to invite Jiang Qingyi again, "Miss Jiang, the emperor wants to ask you to give him an explanation."

Jiang Qingyi knew what the emperor was talking about as soon as she heard it. She also wanted to know what happened to the eldest prince who was the instigator of this incident, so she planned to go and see for herself.

In the imperial study, the emperor sat on a chair, and the eldest prince was kneeling beside him with a sick look on his face.

Jiang Qingyi saw this scene when she entered. She just stared at it quietly for a while before she spoke, "Did the emperor call me here just to let me see this?"

The emperor spoke in a deep voice, "No, I said I would give you an explanation. I have investigated the whole matter and I already know that it is all Ye'er's fault. I didn't expect that he would do such a thing behind my back. It's my fault that I didn't teach him well..."

Jiang Qingyi didn't want to hear this, so she interrupted him, "Your Majesty, I don't want to know how you educated this person."

The emperor paused for a moment, then spoke again, "Sikong Zhuye will be demoted to a commoner and imprisoned for life."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Qingyi and said, "Miss Jiang, are you satisfied with this result?"

Jiang Qingyi smiled noncommittally, "The emperor must have something else to ask me today, so tell me!"

The emperor sighed, "It's true that nothing can be hidden from Miss Jiang's eyes."

After he finished speaking, he had the eldest prince taken out and dismissed his attendants.

Jiang Qingyi felt that this emperor was really brave. He knew his own strength and yet dared to stay alone with her so openly. He was really not afraid of death!

"Miss Jiang said that she is not from Nan Jing. Is that true?" the emperor asked again.

Jiang Qingyi asked back, "Why don't you believe it? It should be easy for the emperor to investigate this matter, and I think you should have investigated it too."

"You are from Chengnan County, born in a small village. Why do you have such strange abilities?"

"I have nothing to say, but you can treat it as an adventure." How could Jiang Qingyi possibly tell the emperor that she was a time traveler and had a golden finger on her.

"Most of Nanjing's people have the same ability as you to call the wind and rain. Each of them can resist thousands of troops."

Jiang Qingyi suddenly remembered the young lady who came to her house to look for spiders before, and became a little interested in Nan Jing. "Where is the Nan Jing you mentioned?"

The emperor shook his head, "No one knows where Nan Jing is."

"Then how do you know about this place called Nanjing?"

"Because one of our ancestors went to Nanjing and learned a lot of skills there."

"Your ancestor is still alive." Jiang Qingyi said in affirmation.

"Yes, but he said he is almost 500 years old and doesn't have much time left to live." The emperor confirmed Jiang Qingyi's guess, "Something big may have happened to Nan Jing now. They appear frequently now and do things like pray for rain. They declare themselves to be Nan Jing's people."

"Why are you telling me all this? What happens to Nan Jing has nothing to do with me. Your ancestor won't live long and there's nothing I can do about it."

"Miss Jiang, every one of Nanjing's people is stronger than Dayue's people. If they do something, do you think you can still live a peaceful life?"

Jiang Qingyi frowned, "What do you mean, do you think I can resist all the people of Nan Jing by myself?"

"No, I just think that you are stronger than anyone in Nanjing, and you can protect Dayue." There was a hint of pleading in the emperor's words.

Jiang Qingyi sneered, "Even if I am stronger than Nan Jing's people, after what happened before, why do you still think I would be willing to protect Dayue?"

"Miss Jiang, what conditions do you have to agree to?" The emperor asked Jiang Qingyi to make her own conditions.

Jiang Qingyi waved her hands. “The Dayue I want to protect is not the Dayue that it is now, where imperial power is supreme and the people are hungry and cold.” After she said that, she stared at the emperor with burning eyes.

"I will try my best."

"The Jiang family cannot be touched either. If you can do this, I will take action when Nan Jing attacks."

The emperor bowed to Jiang Qingyi with a firm look in his eyes.

Jiang Qingyi smiled and said nothing.

When leaving, Jiang Qingyi gave the emperor half a bowl of spiritual spring water, "I give it to your ancestors. I can't guarantee whether it will be useful or not."

"Thank you Miss Jiang."

……

After seeing Jiang Qingyi off, the emperor took the half bowl of spiritual spring water to find the ancestor Sikong Li, put the thing in front of the door and turned to leave.

After the emperor left, an old man dressed in white as a Taoist priest who looked to be in his sixties or seventies came out of the room. He looked somewhat similar to the emperor, but had more aura than the emperor. This man was Sikong Li, who had already cultivated to the ninth level of foundation building.

His expression was calm as he looked at the bowl containing the spiritual spring water. If Sikong Li had not known that the contents of the bowl contained rich spiritual energy, he would have thought someone was playing a prank on him, because the bowl containing the spiritual spring water was very rough and did not look like something that would appear in the imperial palace.

Sikong Li has lived for nearly five hundred years, and his cultivation has been stuck at the ninth level of foundation building for more than one hundred years. If he had no chance to break through, perhaps his life would have ended here. Now that the opportunity is before him, there is no way he will let it go.

He made up his mind secretly, picked up the bowl and drank everything in it.

As soon as the spiritual spring water entered his stomach, surging spiritual power instantly surged to his limbs and bones. The original spiritual power in his body also churned, and there were signs that it was about to be upgraded.

Sikong Li had no time to think about where the night water came from. He only knew that he must not let the thunder disaster destroy the capital city, so he quickly flew in another direction.

Jiang Qingyi never expected that the spiritual spring now had such a powerful force that could help others break through the shackles of the foundation-building period.

If the people of Nan Jing knew the existence of such a thing, they would probably break their heads to get it, but they didn't realize it at this time, and they didn't even know that another Jindan stage master was about to appear in Dayue.

When Jiang Qingyi returned home, Old Lady Jiang was waiting at the door of the room. She walked directly to the old lady and said, "Grandma, are you waiting for me?"

Old Mrs. Jiang looked at Jiang Qingyi with a worried look on her face, "Xiaowu, are you okay?"

Jiang Qingyi turned around in front of her and said, "Grandma, look, I'm fine!"

Old Mrs. Jiang was traumatized by what happened before. Now Jiang Qingyi was called away again. She was worried that something might happen to her. She was relieved to see that she was fine.