Chapter 1157 The person who asked to see Xuan Tianhua
The frail scholar was holding a book and looking at it decently at this time. However, after hearing the scholar next to him say this, his eyes flashed, and the frail aura immediately disappeared, replaced by a
He has a vicious face and a gloomy air all over his body.
"Is it useless?" The scholar snorted coldly, "Well, it's just a few outstanding birds, of no great use. Mr. Duanmu said, if you can stir up chaos in Dashun, just stir it up. If you can't stir it up, you will lose.
Nothing."
"But I heard that they have already said what we want to say through their mouths in the court." The book boy bowed and said, "Since they have raised questions about the Eighth Prince, then our
Can the plan continue?"
"Of course." The scholar smiled sinisterly, "Go and spread this matter, saying that the eighth prince who was hastily buried by Dashun was just a corpse without a face. In fact, that was not a face at all.
It’s not the Eighth Prince, it’s just a corpse that was obtained from nowhere. Go and spread the word! We just want the chaos to be smooth, and we want the people to be uneasy. The more chaos there is, the happier I will be!" This man was talking.
, reached out and wiped it on his face, and a mask as thin as a cicada's wings fell off from his face. It was the third prince of Zong Sui who sneaked into Dashun Kyoto after Bu Cong, Li Guang.
In a small house in Beijing, Dongying pulled Xiaobao back from outside, carrying many things in big and small packages. Xiaobao was very happy, and while walking, she shouted to Feng Fendai in the yard: "Sister,
Sister Dongying and I bought your favorite jujube cake. Xiaobao kept carrying it in his arms and brought it back. It's still warm! Sister, eat it quickly."
The child ran to Fendai, took out a bag of jujube cakes from her arms like a treasure, and handed it to Fendai. There was oil on the cakes, soaked through the oil paper bag, and stained Fendai's clothes. She habitually
She frowned and was about to scold Xiaobao. When Dongying saw this, she quickly said: "Miss, the young master is afraid that the date cake will not taste good if it gets cold, so he keeps it in his arms all the way, but he is careful! Miss, please try it quickly.
, the young master also has good intentions."
Fendai stopped the scolding she wanted to say. She looked at the pastry that had been squeezed out of shape in her arms, and couldn't tell what it felt like. She was still not very good to Xiaobao, and would ask him to do it from time to time.
Hitting her twice and scolding her three times a day is indispensable. But this child doesn’t know why, she doesn’t hold grudges at all. No matter how she hits or scolds her, she is scared at the time, but it won’t be long before she pounces on her again.
Come, call her sister sweetly, and always bring her the most delicious and fun things he thinks.
Dong Ying once told her that this is family affection, and they are all connected by blood no matter what. But Feng Fendai didn't believe it, what kind of blood connection was there? None of the children in the Feng family were related to her by blood, but what's the use?
Instead of plotting each other's life and death, to this day, those who are still alive have basically stopped contacting each other. But think about it again, if this child was originally Feng Jinyuan's biological father, then he would be really close to her!
One father and one mother, but they are much closer than the sisters in the Feng family. Unfortunately, if this child was not Feng Jinyuan’s son, she would treat him better. If he was really Feng Jinyuan’s son, she would be disgusted and hate him.
You can't strangle people to death.
Feng Fendai always had something to think about, so Xiaobao stared at her in a daze. Seeing the fierce expression on her face, he couldn't help but take two steps back. He knew that this was a sign that his sister was going to get angry, and he had to try his best.
Avoid it to avoid being beaten again.
Dongying protected Xiaobao and whispered to him: "Young master, please go back to the yard first. This snack slave will help you deliver it to the young lady."
"What are you hiding from? Just sit here!" Feng Fendai came back to her senses. When she heard Dongying's words, she couldn't help but shake her head and kicked the small bench at her feet forward, "Xiaobao, sit down.
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Xiaobao sat down obediently. He was like this. Even if he knew that his sister might beat him, he was willing to sit next to his sister because she was his only relative in the world. He always thought that his sister would beat and scold him only when she was depressed.
For him, when he is in a good mood, he is still kind to him. He cannot leave his sister, even if she is beaten to death, she is still his sister!
The little hand passed it to Fendai again, holding a piece of jujube cake: "Sister, eat."
Feng Fendai took the cake and stretched out her hand to rub Xiaobao's head. This action made Xiaobao very happy and she smiled sweetly.
Fendai felt a little sad, and she asked Dongying: "I heard that Princess Yu left Beijing, do you know where she went?"
Dong Ying said: "I heard from people outside that I went to the Winter Realm, and many people are spreading the word! It is said that the Royal Prince and the Royal Princess have a deep relationship, and they must go together even if they go to the battlefield."
Fendai shrugged, the feelings are deep! They are really deep! We must live together and die together, but why can't she wait for such a person?
Dong Ying had been with her for too long. Just by looking at Feng Fendai's expression, she could tell what this person was thinking. At this moment, she couldn't help but sigh: "Actually, there are people who are willing to live and die together with the young lady."
"Are you talking about Xuan Tianyan? He is a prince, why do you want to live and die with me?" Feng Fendai ate the date cake, and her expression didn't change at all when she mentioned Xuan Tianyan, but there was still a layer of gloom in her heart.
, gently, leaving no trace.
"I heard that the concubines in the Fifth Highness's residence are very favored. He even brought several concubines into the residence. Miss...don't you have any plans?" She originally wanted to ask Fendai if she wasn't angry or jealous? But
One look at Fendai's expression and you can tell that this young lady's heart is so hard that she can't even be jealous. What she loves is only herself, and never His Highness.
"No." Feng Fendai said coldly: "Even if there is a plan, Xuan Tianyan will not be involved in the plan. There has been no connection between me and him for a long time. Don't mention his affairs again in the future.
Let's go!" She handed Xiaobao some saliva and told him: "Eat slowly, be careful not to choke."
Suddenly she remembered that many years ago, when the fifth prince mentioned the engagement to her, she and Han, who was still alive at the time, went shopping and met a concubine of Prince Li's palace. She was so angry at that time, but why now?
But she's not angry at all? Because she has no feelings? No, she has never loved Xuan Tianyan much. All she wants is the title of a prince and a concubine. After thinking about it, the reason why she doesn't want to be born again
Angry, it must be because her state of mind is different! Now that there is no comparison and vanity in the past, it is no longer so important whether she is the prince or the concubine. No matter how hard she tries, she cannot compare to Feng Yuheng, even if she spends her whole life.
In the end, you will still be suppressed by him, so since this is destined, why should you continue to fight?
Without the desire to compete, she also lost the strength to be jealous. Whether there was another woman in Prince Li's mansion was meaningless to her.
She took her mind back and no longer thought about those past things, but when she heard some noise on the street outside her door, she told Dongying: "Go out and see, what are the people noisy about?"
Dongying went outside to inquire as she was told, and when she came back after a while, she had a solemn expression on her face. She said to Fendai: "Miss, I just heard about something when I took the young master out to buy snacks.
It is said that someone in the court raised questions about the death of the Eighth Prince. The reason was that the Eighth Prince's face was completely disfigured when he was buried, and it was impossible to tell who the body was. The slave did not take it seriously at first, but did not want the news to spread.
So fast, people outside are now talking about it. And not only that, slave girl heard that people have even come to the Yamen Gate to beat drums and complain, saying that the grave that their family buried some time ago was dug overnight.
Originally they thought it was gouged by wild beasts, but as soon as the news about the eighth prince came out, they suspected that the fake eighth prince was the person in their family's new grave, and asked for the coffin to be opened for an autopsy!"
"What?" Fendai was shocked, "There is such a thing?" She thought about it again and felt that it was a bit ridiculous, "It can't be fake! That matter was handled by His Highness the Seventh. How could someone like His Highness do it?"
You're lying. I'm afraid someone is deliberately using the death of the eighth prince to make a fuss!" She told Dongying: "Go and drive away the loud people standing in front of our house. I don't like to listen to their chatter."
She got up and went back to her room, but she felt very uncomfortable. When the Eighth Prince was brought up again, someone would always fall into it. This time, who would it be? There was a faint worry in her heart.
Xu Jingyuan of the Ministry of Punishment personally handled the incident. The drummer was brought to the court of the Ministry of Punishment. They were a couple in their late fifties. As soon as they arrived at the court, they began to cry bitterly, saying that their son died of lung disease a few months ago.
, they buried their son with their own hands. Because the family was too poor and had no money to buy a coffin, they rolled it up with a mat and buried it shallowly at the foot of the mountain in the suburbs of Beijing. However, not long after, they found that the grave had been dug open, and the contents inside
His body was also missing. They thought it had been snatched away by wild beasts and cried loudly. But today they heard that the eighth prince was buried, and they felt strange because it was almost the same time, it was the day after their son's body was found missing.
The eighth prince was buried, which made them suspicious.
After hearing this complaint, the people outside the court discussed the authenticity of the death of the Eighth Prince. Some even boldly speculated that the Eighth Prince might not be dead yet, and that the royal family was just using a fake corpse without a face to deceive the public.
, the Eighth Prince must still be alive.
There was a lot of discussion for a while, even if Xu Jingyuan angrily attacked Jingtangmu, the people still couldn't stop the many speculations. The Eighth Prince, who had not been mentioned for a long time, returned to people's topics in this way. Xu Jingyuan felt that this matter was probably...
Some are out of control, and someone must be controlling the evolution of the situation behind the scenes. But who is that controlling person?
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After traveling quickly, the 500,000-strong army led by the Seventh Prince Xuan Tianhua finally passed Fuzhou that night and arrived ten miles away from the south gate of Bincheng.
Under nightfall, he ordered the army to set up camp. The tent had just been set up, and even before the interior had been decorated, a soldier trotted up to him and saluted: "Your Majesty, there is a woman outside who wants to see you!"