He is coming

Everyone turned around and saw the man wearing a python robe. His eyebrows were cold and a bit tired. His face seemed sick, but his thin lips were red.

He had a slender figure, and as he walked over step by step, a chilling aura came towards him.

Didn’t he say he was dying?

Why is it still here now?

Yu Yunxi looked at Jiang Ying with angry eyes.

Jiang Ying's heart jumped into her throat.

The prince's body really can't bear it any longer. Didn't he just ask Mr. Luo Xiaohou to do these things with him? Why did the prince come in person?

"My brother has met the emperor." Feng Yili spoke quietly to the person sitting on the dragon chair. He did not kneel down, let alone bow. His posture was extremely casual.

But Feng Yijin was not angry either. He tapped the dragon head on the dragon chair with his finger.

After a long silence, he asked jokingly: "During the morning court today, didn't the Nine Emperors still not come to court because of illness? Now is it... okay?"

"I have an old problem with my body, but it's much better now."

The cold look on Feng Yili's eyebrows did not diminish, and he responded slowly.

"Then the purpose of your entering the palace to meet the Holy Spirit is..." Feng Yijin squinted his eyes and spoke unintentionally.

"My brother heard that the emperor was investigating the disaster relief money, and thought there was some evidence here, so he hurried into the palace."

After saying that, Feng Yili took out an envelope from his body.

"Your Majesty, please present it to the Emperor." Jiang Ying hurried over, his pace was so fast that he almost revealed his anxious mood.

When handing the letter to Jiang Ying, Feng Yili's fingertips turned white, and the veins on the back of his hand floated, as if he was holding back something, and the envelope was wrinkled.

Jiang Ying lowered her head, concealing her emotions, and quickly handed over the letter.

Seeing this scene, Yu Zhongcheng and Feng Weizhou looked at each other, and they suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Feng Yijin took the letter and opened it. After reading it for a long time, he actually burst into laughter.

Smiling, his eyes darkened, and the inkstone was smashed down by him.

He stood up and scolded with a murderous look on his face: "Yu Zhongcheng, do you regard me as a fool? Over the years, you have swallowed half of every disaster fund that passed through your hands. Could it be that the national treasury has become a fool?"

Your private treasury?”

"Your Majesty, I don't have one, I..." Yu Zhongcheng still wanted to quibble.

"Yu Zhongcheng! The evidence that the regent gave me is enough to make you lose your head ten times, and you still want to argue with me?" Feng Yijin cursed with a red face.

He hasn't been so angry in many years.

Yu Zhongcheng's heart sank to the bottom of his heart.

Before he could quibble again, Feng Yijin's angry voice continued: "Four years ago, there was a drought in Tongzhou. You embezzled half a million taels of silver, but you blamed it on bandits, saying that the bandits stole all the taels of silver.

He snatched it away, and for this I chopped off the head of Tongzhou Magistrate who was escorting the silver coins... The suicide note written by Tongzhou Magistrate before his death has testified against it."

"Three years ago, there was a locust plague in Lianzhou. You embezzled a full two hundred thousand silver taels. General Zheng of Lianzhou knew the truth, but he was killed by you. After his death, he was framed as a corrupt official, which harmed his wife and daughter."

"Two years ago, the fire in Pingzhou burned the mountains for two days and two nights, causing countless casualties among the people. I asked the treasury to give you one million silver taels to rescue people, but you ended up being greedy a lot in the process. In the end, the people couldn't even afford the medicine.

I can only endure the pain and die. What you reported to me is that the fire caused raging and the people died because there was no way to save them."

"There are still countless crimes, Yu Zhongcheng, do you want me to come out one by one?"

When Feng Yijin said these words, he looked at Yu Zhongcheng with eyes like a dead person.

Yu Yunxi was also horrified.

She knew that her "good father" was a traitor, but she didn't expect that he was so inhumane. He took away all the people's life-saving money.

He really deserves to be cut to pieces!

"Your Majesty, minister, minister..."

Yu Zhongcheng's face was ashen and he could hardly speak.

Suddenly, he realized something and quickly turned his head, trying to grab Feng Yili's sleeve.

"Prince Regent, Wei Chen has no enmity against you. Why do you want to put such a label on Wei Chen's head? Why do you want to frame Wei Chen?" He asked sadly.

"Framing? In less than five years, you have embezzled millions of silver taels, and you have countless blood stains on your hands from the victims. Aren't you afraid that every night you will have nightmares about those ghosts coming to seek your life?"

Feng Yili lowered his eyes, staring at Yu Zhongcheng with his cold eyes.

"Prince Regent, you must have made a mistake. How could I do those things? Please explain to the emperor quickly. It's all a misunderstanding!"

Yu Zhongcheng kowtowed to Feng Yili in embarrassment.

But Feng Yili's eyes still looked at him without any warmth, and her words were even colder.

"Master Yu, in fact, not only in the past five years, but as early as ten years ago, countless lives were stained in your hands. In the years when I led the troops to fight, there were many times when the soldiers starved to death, but the materials of the imperial court were still

In the long future..."

"Also, you need me to think about it for you. Did you do any good things in the battle five years ago when I couldn't sleep?"

Feng Yili leaned down and told Zhongcheng's ear word by word about the past.

"You, you, you... you know everything?" Yu Zhong seemed to have heard something terrible. His eyes widened and he looked at Feng Yili in horror.

Although Feng Yili's words were not loud, everyone present had high martial arts skills, so they could probably hear them.

Yu Yunxi's eyes changed again and again.

What happened to Feng Yili five years ago? Was it related to Yu Zhongcheng?

"So, so, after you woke up five years ago, you have been protecting the ministers in front of the emperor. Are you just waiting for this day?"

Yu Zhongcheng felt a sudden realization, and his eyes became more and more frightened.

But Feng Yili had no intention of explaining to him anymore. He stood up, retracted his eyes, and patted the non-existent wrinkles on his body.

"Brother Emperor, you deal with him." He said coldly.

"Yu Zhongcheng, the mistakes you have made are enough to punish..."

"His Royal Highness, you know me best, please explain to me and the emperor quickly!" Yu Zhong seemed to have suddenly found a life-saving straw, and he began to shout miserably at Feng Weizhou.

Feng Weizhou's face was so gloomy that ink could drip from his face.

He clenched his fists, took a deep breath, walked to the middle of the hall, and knelt down heavily.

"I feel that Mr. Yu has been an official in the court for many years and has been self-denial and dedicated to the public. He should not be able to do such a thing. Maybe there is a misunderstanding?"

Looking at Feng Weizhou kneeling in front of him, Feng Yijin was silent for a long time.

The entire imperial study was eerily quiet, and only Yu Zhongcheng's frightened breathing could be heard.

"Prince, I really didn't expect it..." Feng Yijin suddenly smiled again, but the smile was filled with ice and was terrifyingly cold.

"Everyone retreat, the prince and Yu Zhongcheng stay!" His cold voice echoed in the imperial study room.

Yu Yunxi's eyes flickered.

The prince is also involved in this matter!

No wonder Yu Zhongcheng is so rampant, there is someone behind it.

"Your Majesty, since Yun Xi's father's money came from greed, where did Yun Xi's mother's dowry go?"

Yu Yunxi strode forward and asked directly.

The emperor was so angry, and she still mentioned this matter, wasn't she looking for death?

Many people looked at Yu Yunxi with weird eyes.

But Yu Yunxi still looked firmly at the man in the dragon robe.

She knew very well that if she didn't mention her mother's dowry now, she would have no chance in the future.

Feng Yijin stared at her with evil eyes.

After a long time, he hummed: "The king of Southwest has raised you for several years, and he has really made your temper different from that of the daughter of the capital."

With these words, I really can’t tell whether they are a compliment or a disparagement.

After another long silence, he finally relaxed: "There has never been a case in Tianxia Kingdom for a man to appropriate the dowry of his wife or concubine. Your mother's things will definitely be returned to the prime minister... If he can't return it, the prince will probably find a way.

Right."

When he said the last sentence, Feng Yijin's eyes fell on Feng Weizhou, with suspicion and boredom.

Feng Weizhou's body tensed up and his expression became paler.

My father probably believed Feng Yili's words and distrusted him even more.

"Yunxi thanks the emperor."

Yu Yunxi didn't expect that this matter would go so smoothly.

It must be said that the "knife" Feng Yili handed over just now was so sharp that it penetrated directly into the hearts of Zhongcheng and Feng Weizhou. The emperor would naturally solve the dowry matter if they were annoyed by them.

"I remember, five years ago, you were still the princess of the Nine Emperor Brothers, right?" Feng Yijin suddenly mentioned this matter.

Yu Yunxi's breathing changed slightly, and she pretended to be calm and responded: "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Although you did a lot of stupid things five years ago, you still can't erase the fact that you are the Princess Regent. I ask you, do you want to stay in the Yu family or go back to the Prince Regent's Palace?"
Chapter completed!