Wang Qiuyu saw that the situation was developing more smoothly than expected, and he was secretly proud of himself. He wisely did not mention whether His Majesty was fond of Longyang, and said: "How His Majesty's private life is, that is his personal matter, and it has nothing to do with us.
These ministers have nothing to do with it. Now I have proven to everyone that His Majesty is indeed not in the palace now. After we send the memorial to the palace, if Your Majesty still does not come forward to respond, then we will jointly petition Your Majesty to abdicate and make way for others!"
No matter what, everyone couldn't help but tremble as soon as they heard the words "abdicated the throne and made way for worthy people".
As long as there is a slight escape route, they are unwilling to choose the path of rebellious officials and traitors.
Someone suddenly turned his attention to Song Huaicai, the imperial censor who had been standing silently in the corner, and asked loudly: "Song Yushi, didn't you go to the palace to meet the emperor a few days ago? Come out and tell me, Your Majesty.
Are you in the palace?"
Everyone immediately remembered, yes, no one can see His Majesty during this period. Only the Song Yushi often goes in and out of the palace to meet the saints. If you want to know whether His Majesty is in the palace, you can just ask him directly?!
Suddenly, countless eyes looked at Song Huaicai at the same time, and he instantly went from being transparent to being the center of attention.
Song Huaicai, who was suddenly called by someone, seemed very calm. He did not answer and asked instead: "Your question is too strange. If His Majesty is not in the palace, how can I attack the Holy Face?"
The man ignored his sarcasm and asked eagerly: "Then you mean that His Majesty is in the palace now?"
"It's natural."
Song Huaicai looked calm and calm, without any trace of panic. His natural look was so convincing.
But what the Queen said just now still rings in my ears. She even told such an unspeakable private matter, making people not want to believe her.
Everyone was constantly swinging between the two sides, hesitating.
Wang Qiuyu was very happy when he saw that things were going smoothly. He didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would show up halfway, and he couldn't help being very angry. He didn't bother to waste any more words, slammed the table, and shouted: "Don't you stay here anymore?"
Nonsense! Come here, take down Song Huaicai and rip his mouth out!"
The ferocious servants immediately surrounded Song Huaicai, trying to arrest him.
Seeing that Wang Qiuyu had completely torn away even the last bit of his face, Song Huai realized that it was useless to talk more at this time, so he simply stopped talking. His face suddenly darkened, he grabbed the wine bottle on the table and slammed it to the ground.
One smash.
There was a crisp sound, and broken porcelain pieces flew everywhere.
Everyone was startled and stepped back to avoid the flying broken pieces. Wang Qiuyu cursed dissatisfiedly: "Why are you still standing there? Catch him quickly!"
The servants were ordered not to show any further neglect and hurriedly rushed forward.
Song Huaicai kept backing up, he picked up the stool next to him, swung it out with all his strength, and hit a servant on the head, causing a bloody head. The man screamed in pain, covered his head and fell to the ground.
When the servant saw this, he no longer dared to underestimate the seemingly powerless scholar in front of him, and glared at him fiercely: "Song, if you are wise, just surrender and arrest him, so as not to suffer any more physical pain!
"
Song Huaicai ignored their threats and kicked the table leg while they were talking!
The table was kicked to the ground, and bowls, chopsticks and cups were thrown all over the floor. The servants were forced not to dare to approach easily and watched his every move cautiously.
Seeing this, Wang Qiuyu frowned and cursed: "You can't even catch a scholar, you are a bunch of drunkards! What do I do to raise you? If you can't do the work, just pack up your bed and get out of here as soon as possible!"
Working in the Wang family is not only a high income, but also very dignified. The most important thing is that they are now forced to be bound to the Wang family. If they are kicked out at this time, the Wang family will not easily let them talk nonsense outside. According to
The Wang family's work style is to eradicate the roots. Once they cross this threshold, they will definitely not survive. Faced with the threat of life and death, the servants finally dare not delay any longer. No matter what Song Huaicai throws at them, they don't care and directly reach out to catch it.
people.
Song Huaicai couldn't dodge, and You couldn't resist. He was soon forcibly held down by several people.
"Hold him firmly!" Wang Qiuyu saw him in such a mess, and then remembered the hateful way he used to fight against her in the court. Wang Qiuyu felt happy. He waved his hand and said, "Give him some hot oil."
I!"
Immediately, a servant brought up a pot of boiling hot oil and handed it to Wang Qiuyu with both hands.
Wang Qiuyu walked up to Song Huaicai with hot oil. He asked someone to forcefully open Song Huaicai's mouth and stuff the copper spout into Song Huaicai's mouth. Seeing Song Huaicai's painful affection, Wang Qiuyu smiled proudly: "Don't
Move around, if I accidentally pour out the hot oil from the pot, your sweet mouth will be burned to a bloody paste!"
The guests who witnessed this scene felt more and more frightened and uneasy when they thought about the cruel scene of hot oil being poured down.
Wang Qiuyu raised his head and glanced at everyone, with a hint of threat in his eyes: "Do you have anything to say?"
Everyone looked at the first victim who had his tongue cut off and was bleeding and fainted on the ground. Then they looked at Song Huaicai, who was firmly pressed to the ground and ready to pour hot oil at any time. A huge panic surged in their hearts. In broad daylight,
Wang Qiuyu dared to harm the imperial officials like this. Is it true that no one in the entire imperial court can suppress Wang Qiuyu?!
Two officials stood up. Amidst many silent glances, they walked up to Wang Yu and asked, "Is it all I need to sign my name?"
"This is natural," Wang Yu immediately asked someone to submit pen and ink, and the two of them wrote their names on the memorial.
Seeing them write down their names, Wang Yu smiled cordially and said, "From now on, we are a family and we will have to take care of each other in the future. Please take a seat, please!"
Not only could the two of them be seated, but all kinds of wine and beauties were also served. Seeing the jealous or disdainful looks from everyone, Wang Yu smiled softly, clapped his hands twice, and a servant immediately brought him a cup.
A plate of mysterious things covered with red cloth.
Wang Yu opened the red cloth, revealing dozens of shining gold bars: "This is a little thought from my father, please accept it."
A plate filled with gold bars was placed in front of the two officials. Their eyes immediately lit up, showing uncontrollable greed. They ignored the other people watching and quickly reached out to gather the gold bars in front of them.
Thank you happily.
The Wang family tells everyone through their actions that as long as they follow the Wang family, they will not only have good wine and beautiful women, but also gold and silver, and even high-ranking officials and generous salaries in the future!
Under the coercion and inducement, some people could not help but waver. The guests came forward one after another, silently wrote their names on the memorial, and then received the hospitality of the distinguished guests and a plate full of gold bars.
Seeing these officials surrendering to him, Wang Qiuyu showed a satisfied smile. He turned his attention back to Song Huaicai and said with a strange smile: "Did you see? From now on, the entire court will be ours."
The world of the world! The emperor is nothing in front of the world! Once everything is over, you can die with your emperor and master!"
Just as he was about to raise his arm to pour hot oil into Song Huaicai's mouth, a steward suddenly rushed to the door. He looked very anxious, his face was pale and he was sweating profusely. He didn't bother to wipe the sweat and hurried through the guests.
They whispered in Wang Qiuyu's ear: "Something bad has happened. Suddenly many officers and soldiers surrounded our house, saying they were here to capture the traitors of the imperial court!"
"Fart!" Wang Qiuyu couldn't help blurting out. When he saw many people looking at him, he immediately took two deep breaths to calm down. Then he carried the steward to the small room next door and asked in a low voice, "What the hell is that?"
what happened?"
The steward hurriedly told the whole story. The people in the porter suddenly noticed that there were many officers and soldiers gathered outside the gate. They didn't know what happened, so they asked one of them to go out and ask. The leader of the officers and soldiers was a military general.
He said that he had come to the palace with orders to capture the traitors, and told them to open the door quickly, otherwise they would be treated as the traitors' comrades, and they would all be killed on the spot!
Wang Qiuyu's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot: "Your Majesty is not in the palace at all, where did the imperial edict come from? They must have faked the imperial edict!"
The steward buried his head very low and whispered: "I, I don't know about this..."
Workplace experience told him that when bosses fight, minions like them are often the ones who suffer. Therefore, the more sensitive the moment, the more you have to tighten your tail and try your best to reduce your presence to avoid suffering disaster.
Wang Qiuyu turned around and returned to the banquet hall. He told his son a few words and asked his son to take people outside the door to see who the madman who was pretending to preach the imperial edict was.
Wang Yu left in a hurry, and some keen guests noticed the strangeness hidden in the air. They all cast their eyes on the host Wang Qiuyu. Seeing that he had a violent face, as if he was suppressing his anger, they guessed that he might have encountered some bad luck.
These people can't help but secretly gloat in their hearts, why did you threaten us just now? Damn!
Now most of Wang Qiuyu's thoughts were on the group of unknown officers and soldiers outside, and he had no intention of taking care of Song Huaicai anymore. He was allowed to be pinned to the ground by his servants, unable to move. The servants did not say anything when they saw their master, and they also
It was difficult to remind him, so they all kept holding down Song Huaicai and remained motionless.
There were still officials signing in the banquet hall one after another. When they had almost finished signing, the steward ran back again. This time he was more panicked than last time, as if he had been frightened and almost cried.
After he broke into the banquet hall, he knelt down in front of Wang Qiuyu and said tremblingly: "The edict is here. It's just outside the door. I'll ask you to go out and greet me..."
Wang Qiuyu frowned and looked unhappy: "Your Majesty is not in the palace at all, so where did the imperial edict come from? Have you seen clearly who the person who pretended to pass the imperial edict is? Where is Yu'er? Why didn't he come back to see me?"
The steward lowered his head, wanting to bury his head in his stomach, and whispered: "The person who delivered the order is Prince Cheng, the eldest young master. He was captured on the spot and locked up."
"What?!" Wang Qiuyu was astonished and became even more angry. She opened her eyes wide and stared at the trembling steward lying on the ground, "There are so many of you, and you let them lock up Yu'er? You guys
You losers! Looking back, how will I deal with you?!" (To be continued)