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Chapter 290 The Concubine beats King Song Yuan

In half a month, it will be Chinese New Year.

But this year's snowstorm is also very serious, especially in the ten cities under the jurisdiction of Lingshui County in the northern part of the Holy Qin.

The one who went to provide relief was Dingguo Hou Si Xiujie, the consort of Princess Guiqi.

But after he returned to the court today to perform the holy ceremony, he pulled King Song and Yuan out of the palace by the collar, and beat him violently in front of the palace gate.

The king of Song and Yuan Dynasties was beaten so hard that he was rolling all over the floor and bleeding from his nose and mouth, making him extremely miserable.

Si Xiujie pointed at King Song and Yuan: "With your virtuous behavior, the lives of the world are as worthless as straw. You are not even worthy of being a human being, let alone if you want to be the crown prince of a country. As long as I, Si, have a breath, you will definitely not be able to do it."

It will put you on top."

But at this time, many people had gathered in front of the palace gate, and they were all civil and military officials from the dynasty, but no one dared to come forward to persuade him.

Just because everyone knows that the Marquis of Dingguo is not an ordinary prince. He is not only the Prince Consort, but also a first-class military prince. He has not lost military power because he became the Prince Consort. He holds millions of soldiers and horses in his hands.

The emperor praised him as the pillar of peace and stability for the country.

To be precise, Si Xiujie and King Song and Yuan can be regarded as equals, and he is also the brother-in-law of King Song and Yuan. This should be regarded as a family matter, and it is naturally inconvenient for outsiders like them to interfere.

The stunned King Song and Yuan lay on the ground and looked at him sadly: "Si, Si Xiujie, what grudge does this king have against you to make you, do, do such a cruel thing... You, you

What kind of crime should be committed..."

"I have saved some face for you in front of my father. Otherwise, you wouldn't be here now, but would be training in front of my father. Whether you can continue to be a prince is another matter.

Well, do you really think that no one knows about your evil deeds? The big disaster in Lingshui County was a snow disaster. You know what the materials you raised are. I will tell you today to write a report.

I will hand over the confession letter to my father personally. If it has not been handed over after three days, then don’t blame me for not saving face for you." Si Xiujie pointed at him and said angrily.

"Don't even think about framing me!" King Song and Yuan looked at the civil and military officials here with even more panic on their faces.

Si Xiujie waved his hand and turned around to leave: "I don't have time to argue with you here, but I always keep my word. If you don't believe me, just give it a try."

Seeing him jumping on his horse and leaving with his entourage, King Song and Yuan's anger finally relaxed and he fell to the ground.

Princess Guiqi and her children, who had been waiting at the mansion for a long time after receiving the news, burst into tears after seeing Si Xiujie return intact.

Just because she had received the news, Si Xiujie's disaster relief trip was extremely thrilling.

After he sat in the bedroom and accepted the medicine given by Gu Muyun, he looked at the bandages tied on his body, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Princess Guiqi came in personally carrying the fried medicine, placed it on the table, and looked at Gu Muyun.

"Cousin, how is Mr. Hou's injury?" she asked carefully.

"It's nothing serious. It's just a skin injury. Apply medicine for a few days and you'll be fine. Don't worry, it will be cured by the Chinese New Year." Gu Muyun smiled at her.

Princess Guiqi breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief: "It's just a disaster relief, how could it be like this? What do these people want to do!"

After Si Xiujie put on his coat, he came over and helped Princess Guiqi sit down, then nodded to Gu Muyun: "Thank you, uncle. Please sit down and have a cup of tea."

Gu Muyun shook his head lightly: "You're welcome, Lord Marquis. We are all family members. I believe you have something to talk about, so I'll take my leave first."

"Uncle Cousin, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. Aren't the shops closed? Don't go back and stay in the mansion first." Princess Guiqi looked at him.

Gu Muyun nodded: "I'm just going back to the shop to make some arrangements. The shop will be closed tomorrow. Don't worry, nothing major will happen."

After watching him leave, Princess Guiqi turned around and threw herself into Si Xiujie's arms. She was afraid of hurting his wounds, but her tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Well, I'm back safely. This time, it's all thanks to the little emperor. Otherwise, I might have gotten a little extra credit." Si Xiujie comforted her softly.

"Why, are they so afraid of you? They have to kill you. No, I want to enter the palace and seek justice from my father!" Princess Guiqi cried.

Si Xiujie patted her shoulder gently, then helped her sit down, raised her head, and wiped the tears from her face: "Even if you really enter the palace and file a complaint against him, what do you think about my father?"

Will we really deal with him, or will we let you suffer some injustice for the sake of the royal family's face and endure it, and then reward us with some objects to put the matter to rest?"

Princess Guiqi was so aggrieved that she shed tears again: "It must be like this... Then, we can't just let him do whatever he wants. No, I can't swallow this breath..."

Si Xiujie also nodded: "My husband can't swallow it, so I beat him in front of the imperial gate. I just want him to know that he is not qualified to plot against me, and the outcome will never be good."

"What's the use of beating? Will he have a long memory? What about the three hundred people who died in the battle? They are the backbone of each family. How can he be so vicious for his own selfishness..." Princess Guiqi said again

started to cry.

Si Xiujie turned his head and moistened his eyes. Those three hundred men were his elite soldiers and his brothers, and they sacrificed their lives to protect him.

"Madam, I want to get some money from my husband and distribute it to their families, and help them handle the funeral affairs of these people. For their families, I want to all move to Zhuangzi, and I will support them from now on.

How about I come to see the old man die and raise the child?" Si Xiujie discussed with Princess Guiqi.

She nodded: "As it should be!"

"I will only give him three days to report to my father the matter of his sneaking in for disaster relief. If he fails to report within the time limit, I will not let him go lightly!" Si Xiujie said with a cruel look on his face.

"Ms. sir, is this really possible? If it's as you expected, it's possible that my father will scold him for this, but it would be difficult to punish him severely." Princess Guiqi shook her head at him worriedly: "

Moreover, as a result, we are separated from him and my father, and because you did not explain this matter to my father, it made him feel embarrassed."

Si Xiujie narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head, and took a long breath: "Madam, I have really had enough of this place in the capital, I am too tired."

At this moment, a servant came to report: "The Marquis, the Princess, His Royal Highness Prince Chen, His Royal Highness the Prince of Baoqing County and the Little Marquis of Yanyang are here to visit."

"Please come quickly!" Si Xiujie's eyes suddenly lit up, and he helped Princess Guiqi up: "The nobles are here, there must be a proper way."

Princess Guiqi also nodded to him with hope, and the two of them quickly walked to the front hall.

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