Chapter 1835: Phoenix Clan: It's up to Ye Wangye to decide
The tall boy picked up the girl in his arms.
"Father, mother, you haven't answered my question yet. Is the emperor planning to kill the nine members of the Wang family?"
"What have we done wrong?
Why did the emperor give such an order?"
"Brother, what is the Zhujiu Clan?"
The second young master looked at the eldest young master and frowned.
"Brother, my little sister is going to paint."
The third young lady raised her little head and looked at her eldest brother.
Her innocence stung the eyes of everyone present.
Wang Yutang regained consciousness, closed his eyes, and slowly opened them.
"Xi'er, Chun'er, take your little sister to paint."
"yes."
The eldest son of the Wang family picked up the third young lady and said, "Chun'er, let's go."
The three children left the main hall.
"master."
The butler stood at the palace door and withdrew his gaze, "What do you think we should do about this matter?"
"You all go pack your bags and go."
Wang Yutang waved his hand.
"master."
The housekeeper was stunned, took two steps back and knelt down.
"I will never leave. No matter where I go, I will stay with you."
"If the master doesn't leave, neither will I."
In the palace, the older maid also knelt down.
The other two young maids stood aside with their heads lowered, not daring to speak.
"Let's all go."
Mrs. Wang shook her head and sighed heavily.
It seems that I have accepted my fate! "I won't leave, this old slave."
The butler repeated firmly.
"I'm not leaving either, old slave."
The kneeling maid shook her head.
"Go, let everyone pack up and leave. The wages you should pay cannot be less."
Wang Yutang looked at the housekeeper.
The butler stood up and cupped his hands: "Yes."
The housekeeper left, taking with him the three maids in the palace.
Two old men walked in hurriedly.
"Yutang, what's going on?"
The old man was walking very quickly with a cane.
"What Xi'er said is true?"
Mrs. Wang stood up, went over, and helped the old man.
"Dad, let's sit down and talk."
She looked back at the old lady and said, "Mom, sit down and talk carefully. Don't get so angry that you lose your temper."
"You're going to be wiped out, why are you angry?"
The old lady went over and sat down next to the old man.
"What's going on?"
The old man sat down and tapped the ground hard with his cane.
"Dad, don't be angry!"
Mrs. Wang patted the back of the old man's palm and looked back at the main seat.
"Master, aren't you thinking of a solution?
I think..." "This is the emperor's order, what else can be done?"
Wang Yutang closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair.
His words shattered Mrs. Wang's last hope.
"master."
Mrs. Wang knelt down on the ground with a "pop" sound.
"It doesn't matter if I die, but how old are Xi'er, Chun'er and Xiaomei?"
"Are you willing to let them sleep in the ground at their best age?"
The main hall was quiet for a while.
Mrs. Wang continued: "Master, can you settle them and their parents first, and then I can accompany you to the underworld? Is that feasible?"
"lady."
The housekeeper was outside and hurriedly came in.
He came to Mrs. Wang's side and knelt down too.
"Madam, please get up. There is nothing I can do about it. You have also seen the emperor's order, haven't you?"
"Would you rather get up?
Don’t make things difficult for me!”
"We, the Wang family, must not be extinct!"
The old man knocked on the floor hard.
"Feng Qiongcang is ruthless, so don't blame us for being unjust!"
"The Lord of the Night is the phoenix. Now that we are in the territory of the Lord of the Night, whether we live or die is decided by the Lord of the Night."
"Walk!"
The old man stood up and said, "Go to Lord Night now and ask him if he will keep me?"
"father."
Mrs. Wang stood up and turned around.
Wang Yutang also stood up.
"father."
He shouted something and walked down from the main seat.
"Feng Qiongcang is kind to our Wang family. Don't you know this better than me?"
"Youen has returned it all these years, hasn't it?"
The old man turned back and looked at his son.
"Son, my daughter-in-law is right. It doesn't matter if we die. Do you want three children to be buried with you?"
"What kind of favor have they received from Feng Qiongcang that they have to sleep in the earth at such a young age?"
"I'm going to find Lord Night now. If you don't go, I'll go by myself."
"father."
Mrs. Wang followed, "Dad, I'll go with you."
Fengli's palace was located in Pingyuan City, a prosperous town near Songjiang.
Pingyuan City, after two or three months of baptism, now has a brand new look.
At this time, the lord of Pingyuan City was Xing Zizhou.
The city lord's home is right next to the Night King's Mansion, and there is also the chief helmsman Longying.
Longying Pharmacy has branches throughout the Black Pool area, except Peach Blossom Island, and in nine cities.
The twelve flying dragon riders are scattered in various cities and are responsible for recruiting troops. Longying's team continues to grow.
Feng Jiuer and a group of female relatives lived in the Yewang Mansion.
"Jiu'er, come and see if this ratio is feasible?"
Little cherries and cold snow were floating in the backyard.
Feng Jiuer and others were sitting in the atrium discussing matters.
"I think it's feasible."
She handed the design drawing in her hand to Zhao Yusheng.
"We will produce it according to your wishes. For this plan, how much gunpowder do you plan to use? Give me the data in advance."
"good."
Zhao Yusheng stood up and took over the design drawings.
"Thanks to Liu Yang for giving me a new idea this time, Liu Yang, let's go."
"Um."
Duan Liuyang stood up and picked up the box on the table.
"Jiu'er, Xiaoyingtao, Xuepiao, Brother Zhao and I went over first."
"good."
Little Cherry waved her hand.
Zhao Yusheng took the box from Duan Liuyang, turned around and left with her.
Little Cherry sat down at the table and gave Feng Jiuer a piece of paper.
"Jiu'er, this is the powder ratio that Xue Piao and I determined. Please take a look."
Feng Jiuer took the paper and read it carefully.
Little Cherry pulled Leng Xuepiao, picked up the bamboo stick on the table, and forked a piece of pastry.
"Well, I've been thinking about it all morning and I'm starving to death."
"Madam, are you hungry?"
Xing Zizhou came over carrying a basket.
Little Cherry swallowed the pastry, put down the bamboo stick, stood up, and greeted him.
"Is there anything delicious?
I'm hungry!"
"It's Shen Ronger's newly researched chicken soup. I've tried it and it's pretty good."
Xing Zizhou led Little Cherry back.
The two came to the table, and Xing Zizhou put down the basket in his hands.
"I'll get the bowl."
Leng Xuepiao stood up, turned around and walked inside.
Soon, she brought four bowls and a spoon.
Xing Zizhou took the bowl and spoon and put them down.
"I've had it. You three should drink more."
He scooped up three bowls of chicken soup and placed them in front of the three women.
Little Cherry was anxious to serve the soup, but her little hand was held by Xing Zizhou.
"It's hot! There's no rush."
He sat down next to her.
Little Cherry was too lazy to move. She turned sideways and approached Xing Zizhou, who was holding up the bowl with her other hand.
"It smells so good! What kind of Chinese herbal medicine does it smell like?"
"I didn't ask either."
Xing Zizhou took a small spoon, scooped up the soup, lowered his head and blew on it.
"Come on, try it. I think you might like this taste."
