Chapter 609 The complaint is made known to everyone
Author: Mr. Fengjiu
After Zhan Chi paused, the anger on his face became even more intense and a little twisted: "Where is he?"
"Ask him." Gu Shuo raised his chin towards Qian Fanji.
"The immortal is drunk."
Qian Fanji said three words coldly, and the two people in front of him flew out of the house.
"Master, where are we?"
"Have people seal off the middle street and spread the word that Concubine Yuan Gui and the alchemy family colluded with Dong Si to murder the eighth prince and the general's lady. The sooner the rumor spreads, the better." Qian Fanji knew that Emperor Beili was caring and protective.
The only way is to burn the fire to the maximum. Even if the emperor uses his power to suppress speech, the people's hearts will be greatly lost.
"Yes, my subordinate will do it now."
Qian Fanji clasped his hands in his sleeves and walked toward the door with a cold light in his eyes. Yuan Yintang will die today!
After everyone left, the aunts and the housekeeper of the general's residence dared to cry.
"What on earth is going on? Fat Tuan went to the palace, why did he..."
"This miserable child has only been in Kyoto City for a few months and has never had a good life."
"How sad the general would be if he knew."
"Mrs. Zhan, how did Fat Tuan die?"
The aunts walked into the hall, and the eight aunts patted and knelt down, crying very sadly.
Mrs. Zhan had cried almost all her tears that day. At this moment, her eyes were dry and red, and she was sobbing: "Concubine Yuan Gui... It was Concubine Yuan Gui's senior brother who killed her. The emperor does not distinguish between good and evil... The imperial power is as high as the sky, and the poor child died in vain.
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"If you kill someone, you must pay for your life. We will sue. We will go to the Yamen to sue..."
"Peony, this world belongs to the emperor, where can I go to sue you?" Sophora japonica cried.
"If I don't win, let the world see what the emperor looks like sitting on top. I'll go to the Yamen." Peony Handkerchief wiped her tears.
"I'll go with Mudan, zhuangzi, I'll write the zhuangzi first." After Xinghua said that, she turned around and ran out of the hall.
"I'll go too. If the Yamen doesn't pick you up, we'll go to Dali Temple. If Dali Temple doesn't pick you up, we'll beat the drum and complain to the emperor. This matter can't be left undisturbed."
"There has to be some trouble, and it's best if everyone knows about it."
"The imperial concubine brought disaster to the country and the people, and allowed her senior brother to murder the general's daughter, which simply made the people in the army feel cold."
Bai Ling, Bai Xiang and Hua Qiao all stood up and spoke firmly.
"Mudan, I know you all really love Pang Tuan. You can do this for her. My old lady is grateful. You don't know how terrifying the imperial power is. Being reckless will only get you involved." Madam Zhan hated herself so much that she wanted to kill her.
The royal family was torn apart. Seeing her aunts like this made her a little more rational.
"Mrs. Zhan, the general gave us a place to stay, but we didn't even take care of his children. How can we face the general again?"
"Although we are soft-spoken, we are not afraid of death."
"No, you don't understand." Mrs. Zhan shook her head: "Peony, you..."
"I've finished writing the petition." Xinghua came back with the newly written petition paper.
Mrs. Zhan looked at the still-written paper: "No one in the entire Kyoto City dares to accept it, so don't waste your efforts."
"Mrs. Zhan, we know that you are doing this for our own good and for the sake of the General's Mansion, but as members of the General's Mansion, we also want to do something for Fat Tuan and protect our home for the General."
"There's no need to say anything, madam, we have our own plans."
"Sisters, let's go. If the yamen doesn't pick us up for one day, we'll kneel down for one day. If we don't pick up the yamen for two days, we'll kneel down to the palace gate with the papers in hand," Xinghua said.
"Walk."
Sansan was full of momentum.
"My old man will follow you too." The butler stood outside the door with his eyes red.
