Jiang Ning laughed and said, "Since we can't suppress the Marquis of Yuandong from the front, let's start with his children. This is called pulling the firewood from under the pot."
"Amazing, amazing!" Jiang Eighth Son clapped, "If Seventh Sister were an official, she would definitely be more capable than Second Uncle."
"Just average, just average."
Jiang Ning modestly replied.
Jiang Fourth Son asked, "But I'm curious, how do you know about the affairs of Princess Ling'an and the Crown Prince?"
"Of course, I bought the information with money."
"You bought it with money?"
"Never underestimate the power of so-called lower-class people," Jiang Ning laughed.
"What kind of lower-class people?"
"Peddlers, foot soldiers, and the Beggar's Gang. You see people on the streets, carrying sedan chairs, selling things - who would usually pay attention to them? Would you?" Jiang Ning asked back.
Jiang Eighth Son shook his head, "Indeed, we wouldn't."
