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Chapter four hundred and twentieth nine battle against each other

Qiyang Palace, Fusu looked at the extremely familiar palace and felt like he was in another world.

However, this tranquility did not last long, and was broken by frequent visits.

The people who came were naturally from the Fusu camp, including Fusu's disciples, colleagues and subordinates from the former Fusu Yushitai, and countless representatives of forces who supported Fusu's succession.

As soon as they got the news of Fusu's return, they came to visit him with generous gifts.

Although Fusu was a little disgusted with having a banquet with guests during Emperor Qin's ceremony, he had to force a smile, meet important visitors in the study, and then place them in the main hall of Qiyang Palace.

As for the visitors who did not have enough weight, they were directly introduced to the main hall of Qiyang Palace.

An hour later, the main hall of Qiyang Palace was already full of guests, and the number of people visiting also gradually became rarer.

After Fusu received a powerful official from Zhongshu Province, Zhang Rang walked into the study and reminded: "Sir, it's almost time. There is no need to meet with the guests alone. Let's go to the main hall to meet with everyone."

Fusu nodded: "Now that you are ready, let's go there." Then, under the guidance of Zhang Rang, he came to the main hall.

Everyone who was waiting in the main hall saw Fusu coming in and immediately shouted: "Welcome Mr. Fusu to return."

Fusu replied with a gentle smile on his face: "You don't have to be polite, please take a seat. I have been away from Chang'an for a long time, and I owe a little bit of my property to you. Thank you for your hard work."

This sentence immediately moved everyone present. It turned out that the young master was thinking of everyone's good in his heart.

Some people even stood up, with tears in their eyes and choked with sobs: "If I can get a word of affirmation from you, my subordinates will be worth it even if they die."

After hearing this, Fusu pretended to be displeased and said, "You guys are talking about death. I want you all to live and live well."

I don't know who inspired it, and a sentence suddenly appeared in the hall: "A scholar will die for his confidant, and we are willing to die for the prince."

Fusu said with a smile on his face: "I feel your loyalty. By the way, I found that there are some familiar faces missing, and several teachers from the Imperial College are not here. Are they too busy?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Fusu said this, the people in the hall who were originally quite noisy, seemed to have been cast a silence spell. In an instant, they became silent.

Something bad appeared in Fusu's heart, and he quickly asked: "What's going on?"

However, everyone in the hall looked at me and I looked at you, and they were all silent.

Fusu looked around, trying to find the answer. However, when everyone in the hall came into contact with his gaze, they lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him. In desperation, Fusu could only point to one person and said, "Tell me."

The man pointed at by Fusu took a careful look around, and after confirming that he was being called, he bravely said, "Go back, sir, those people who didn't come today have either betrayed you or are dead."

.”

When Fusu heard this, Wuming became angry: "Speak more clearly."

A look of helplessness appeared on the man's face: "It's Mr. Hu Hai. After His Majesty's death, Mr. Hu Hai returned to Chang'an with his guards not long after, and took control of the overall situation in the name of presiding over the ceremony."

"However, we have always adhered to the Zhou rites of ordering elders and younger ones, so naturally we were dissatisfied. The teachers of the Imperial College even planned a march to protest, trying to call on the people of Chang'an to boycott Hu Hai. Originally, this matter went very smoothly, and the people began to become more and more dissatisfied.

I hate Hu Hai, but I didn’t expect that it would bring disaster.”

"First, Hu Hai's subordinate Lin Ze led an army to punish all the Imperial Princes. Then other forces under Hu Hai attacked us one after another, causing us heavy losses. In the past few days, all the forces that were originally under the Young Master's family were dead.

, they are running away, some people, I am afraid that the young master will not be able to see him for a long time. Even I and others are worried. "

Fusu felt furious after hearing this. It was in vain that he had been moved by Hu Hai's considerate words before, but he didn't expect that he was still the disgusting brother.

Fusu suppressed his anger and said to everyone in the hall: "Everyone, please rest assured that since I have come back, I will not let everyone be wronged again. As for those who died innocently, I will definitely ask Hu Hai for help."

An explanation.”

Everyone in the palace felt refreshed after receiving Fusu's promise. They all raised their hands and saluted, "Thank you, sir."



Early the next morning, when Fusu arrived at the Yangxin Hall, Hu Hai was already kneeling there quietly, chanting scriptures.

There was a figure kneeling next to him, saying something softly to Hu Hai. As soon as Fusu came in, the figure fell silent. Instead, he bowed three times to the coffin, stood up, and smiled at Fusu: "Bye, Lin Ze.

Mr. Fusu."

Fusu just snorted coldly and ignored Lin Ze. Instead, he shouted to Hu Hai who was kneeling there: "Hu Hai, hand over the murderer of my subordinate."

Hu Hai didn't even turn his head and said calmly: "The murderer? What murderer? Why didn't I understand a word that Brother Fusu said?"

Fusu would not give up because of this. He stepped forward and said, "Hu Hai, don't pretend to be stupid. You took advantage of my absence in Chang'an to send your subordinates to bully the minority and surround and kill my subordinates. Do you dare to say that you didn't know about it?"

"The teachers of the Imperial College, not only have excellent moral character, but also have immeasurable merits by educating their disciples. You actually sent people to kill them all. How cruel is it? And how innocent are you teachers?"

Lin Ze couldn't help but interjected: "In my opinion, all those in the Imperial College deserve to die, they are not innocent at all."

Fusu shouted sternly: "Shut up, you are the executioner who kills people. How dare you make excuses here?"

Lin Ze sneered: "Is Young Master Fusu so indiscriminate? Shouldn't the Imperial Academy deserve death for inciting feelings between the two young masters and inciting the people to cause chaos?"

Fusu's eyes were filled with coldness: "As far as I know, they just said that the elders should be in order, but in your eyes, that means they deserve to die?"

Lin Ze replied confidently: "Of course, what is the order of elders and younger ones? Young Master Hu Hai just happened to be attending the meeting to preside over His Majesty's funeral, and those people started gossiping."

"Master Fusu, you have not raised any objections to this matter. Instead, they have evil intentions and sow discord. It should be noted that after your Majesty's death, the two young masters are brothers and are the only closest relatives of each other in the world. How can they

Are you allowed to be provoked by a group of people with ulterior motives? Shouldn’t they be killed?”

"With the acquiescence of the Prime Minister and Tingwei, I personally led a large army to encircle and suppress them, beheaded them all, and threw their bodies into the wild hills, leaving them dead without a place to bury them. This way I can vent the hatred in my heart."

When Fusu heard this, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "That's enough."


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