The royal guards, a group of a hundred people, were strutting through the city, how could they not attract attention, especially the ten carriages filled with corpses, with blood stains dripping out from time to time.
"We have a good show this time." In the teahouse, Cui Haoting glanced at him from a distance and then looked away.
"A beauty turns into anger, but the eldest son of the Wang family is actually an infatuated lover." Mr. Yuan Xi poured himself a cup of tea slowly, with a hint of admiration in his tone.
Not everyone can have the courage like Wang Jinling to fight against the emperor for a woman.
"It's a spontaneous act. It seems that the Wang family has been controlled by Wang Jinling." Otherwise, how could Wang Jinling make such a big move? Wang Jinling is not the Nine Emperors Uncle, and he does not have to explain to the family when doing things.
"You married his sister, so you can learn two tricks, so that I can leave with peace of mind." Mr. Yuan Xi picked up the tea but did not drink it, staring at the white smoke formed by the heat in a daze.
Cui Haoting sighed inaudibly: "Do you really want to leave? Don't leave until you finish watching this play?" Even though he knew he couldn't stay, he still wanted to stay a moment longer.
"If the result is not like that, what's so good about it?" Mr. Yuan Xi drank all the tea in the cup and threw it behind him casually.
With a snap, the porcelain cup shattered on the floor, and Mr. Yuan Xi stood up: "Okay, I have stayed in the capital long enough, and it's time to leave. One last thing to remind you, if you have the strength to board the Cui family,
When you are in that position, you must kill the Nine Emperors Uncle first."
After saying these words, Mr. Yuan Xi left without looking back, leaving Cui Haoting where he was, thinking about what he meant by these words.
The moment Mr. Wu Xi left the city, the good show Cui Haoting said happened. Wang Jinling met with the Wang family guards and brought the ten carts of corpses to the gate of Prince Luo's Mansion.
The guards of Prince Luo's Mansion stood outside the door as if facing a formidable enemy, their spears pointed at Wang Jinling and the Wang family's bodyguards, ready to take action at any time.
The guards of the Wang family had just finished killing someone, and there was still a sense of evil in their bodies. Of course, they refused to show weakness at this time, and had already grasped the handle of the knife. As long as the other party dared to move, they would dare to kill, even in the imperial city.
The two sides were in full formation, the atmosphere was solemn, and the battle was about to break out. The only person who was not affected was probably Wang Jinling who was sitting on horseback.
Ignoring the fighting between the two sides, Wang Jinling raised his eyes and smiled softly: "Don't be nervous, we are not here to fight today, we are just giving a gift to King Luo."
As soon as Wang Jinling said these words, the atmosphere calmed down a little, and the Wang family guards immediately put away their murderous intent. The Luo King guards also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but they still looked at Wang Jinling warily, for fear that Wang Jinling would do something drastic.
Wang Jinling ignored the people in Prince Luo's Mansion, and signaled his subordinates to rush ten carriages to the gate of Prince Luo's Mansion, line them up, and lead the horses away.
What does this mean?
King Luo's guards looked puzzled, but they didn't dare to take the initiative. They secretly blamed themselves, the Admirals of the Nine Sects, what happened to the imperial guards today? No one was seen for a long time.
"Pour it out." Wang Jinling gave the order, and the Wang family guards stepped forward together and pushed down the ten horses at the same time.
Boom boom boom... the carriage fell to the ground, and all the corpses rolled out of the carriage. They rolled all over the ground and were laid directly at the door of Prince Luo's Mansion.
"Eldest Young Master, what do you mean?" The expressions of the people in Prince Luo's Mansion changed greatly, and they took a step back unconsciously.
More than a hundred corpses just fell outside the gate of Prince Luo's Mansion. A few of them rolled far away and reached the footsteps of the guards. When you lowered your head, you could see the ferocious face of the man before his death.
"Send a gift to King Luo. These murderers... I have thought about it for a long time and decided that it would be better to give them to King Luo. After all, King Luo spent a lot of money raising them." Wang Jinling said with a smile in his eyes and elegance overflowing.
It doesn't look good, but the people in Prince Luo's Mansion are feeling cold all over.
Wang Jinling, what does this mean?
"Young Master, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. Not even the head of the Wang family can afford to frame the prince." The steward of Prince Luo's Mansion came out at some point and accused Wang Jinling righteously.
"Don't worry, I know the Dongling Law very well and will never break the law. You don't know these people, but of course some of them do. I have already written the petition, presented the witnesses, and gone to Dali Temple to report the crime. I think Dali Temple will give me a report.
A fair verdict has been made." Wang Jinling said softly, as if he had a sure chance of victory, which made the people in Prince Luo's Mansion feel dissatisfied.
Just when the people in Prince Luo's Mansion didn't know what to do, Wang Jinling stopped: "Okay, the gift has been delivered, so I won't disturb Prince Luo's retreat. I heard that Prince Luo is sick and needs to take good care of him.
If King Luo dies now, where can I go to seek justice?"
After saying that, he rode away with his chic and elegant demeanor, which was in sharp contrast with the bloody scene behind him. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that the eldest young master had such an iron-blooded side.
He took a hundred lives without blinking an eye and threw the body at the gate of King Luo. This is really not an ordinary arrogance.
When Fu Lin arrived with his men, it was already too late. The eldest son had already left in protest, and everyone in the imperial city knew that King Luo sent people to attack the eldest son, but he was killed by him and his body was thrown away.
Arriving at the gate of Prince Luo's Mansion...
Fulin knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly went to the palace to plead guilty. As expected, the emperor was furious, scolded Fulin for his incompetence, and asked Fulin to handle the follow-up matters well. He did not want to hear any rumors that would damage the reputation of the royal family.
Fu Lin secretly cursed his bad luck. When he met an opponent like Wang Jinling who played his cards unreasonably, he was usually very easy to talk to. Why did he attack so harshly this time? He didn't save any face for King Luo. Wasn't he trying to force King Luo to death?
Fu Lin felt depressed in his heart. He knew that Wang Jinling wanted to vent his anger on Feng Qingchen, but Feng Qingchen was not dead. On the contrary, King Luo's life and death were unknown now. To say that anger should not be King Luo's anger, Wang Jinling was so
What do you do with a bad temper?
Su Wenqing also couldn't figure it out. Feng Qingchen only suffered a minor injury, but he looked like he had been wronged and didn't understand the hard work of Uncle Nine Emperors.
You must know what Uncle Nine Emperors did, but he was hovering on the edge of life and death. Over the years, Uncle Nine Emperors' life has been hanging by a thread many times. Injuries like Feng Qingchen's are even more common for Uncle Nine Emperors. Uncle Nine Emperors is not alone.
After all, why can't Feng Qingchen do it?
"As expected, women cannot be pampered." Su Wenqing sighed, took up a pen and wrote a letter about what happened in Beijing, focusing on Feng Qingchen's attitude, for Jiuhuangshu's reference.
Although Feng Qingchen said that there was no need to report it to Uncle Nine Emperors, Su Wenqing didn't dare to say anything. With Feng Qingchen's temperament, if Uncle Nine Emperors didn't coax him, this matter would probably become a problem for the two of them.
"Women are really troublesome." Su Wenqing sealed the envelope and thought of Qin Bao'er. He felt that Feng Qingchen was not worth it, but he couldn't make the decision in these matters. As for Feng Qingchen...
She is Jiuhuangshu's woman anyway, and it has nothing to do with him no matter how he coaxes her.
As for how angry the Nine Emperors Uncle would be after receiving the letter, it has nothing to do with him. Bu Jingyun is here, and if the Nine Emperors Uncle is angry, he will definitely use Bu Jingyun to express his anger. When the Nine Emperors Uncle returns to Beijing...