"It is still a question whether the prince's wedding can be held as usual."

When Shen Jiayu heard what he said, he was puzzled at first, but then he quickly realized that now His Highness and the Prince are incompatible. They want to catch each other's braids. It is obvious that His Highness is better. The Prince is now unable to protect himself from the Clay Buddha crossing the river, and he will be lost.

Shen Jiayu looked at Yan Suizhi suspiciously and had an irresponsible guess: "Your Highness is not unhappy that he deliberately made trouble because we got married one day."

Of course, she was just funny. Yan Suizhi was not such an act of indignation. The prince's wedding would not affect them at any time, if he didn't cause trouble.

Yan Suizhi pinched her face: "Little Nizi really understands me, that's what I think."

"ah?"

Shen Jiayu was stunned. Seeing that his face was so serious that he didn't seem to be joking, he couldn't help but shake it, and said with a small face tense: "Tell me quickly, you are teasing me."

Yan Suiyi was serious: "Well, I'll tease you."

snort.

Seeing that she always had a smile, extremely obvious smile patterns flashed in her eyes, Shen Jiayu knew that he was teasing himself from beginning to end.

The next day, Yan Suizhi got a message when he wiped his hands.

"Master, Fan Yuanhua committed suicide in prison, and left a few bloody words, which specifically stated that it had nothing to do with the prince and the other members of the Fan family."

Xie Ling reported.

“It’s a waste of time.”

Fan Yuanhua did not accept his proposal, nor was he threatened to confess the prince, which means that he wanted to live. He was fine in his hands, but he died in the prison of the palace, obviously he was killed.

His body could not resist for a few days. If no one was treated in the dark and wet prison, he would have to die slowly. Perhaps he thought he would be saved by the prince and the emperor, but it was obvious that the father and son wanted Fan Yuanhua to die more than Yan Suizhi.

Yan Suizhi put the silk cloth on his hands aside: "To show his ambition by death, we must also clarify that it has nothing to do with the prince, so we can do it for ghosts to see."

Xie Ling knew that Fan Yuanhua was a chess piece released by his master, so he didn't expect him to play a big role. Those who were not dead had nothing to do with them. They were so kind and righteous that they even let Fan Yuanhua survive for two days, and he was the one who killed himself.

“What to do next.”

"Twist the news bit by bit, the climate has arrived, so there is no need to wait any longer."

As a result, there were piles of seemingly abandoned paper scattered in the streets and alleys, with words written on it, and many women who lost their sons and husbands sued, saying that the man at home disappeared, was arrested by the people from the money shop and worked as craftsmen to create fake money.

The manager of the money shop is the prince's uncle.

When he was in court, Yan Huaiyi rubbed against Yan Suizhi. He loved to approach him for the past two days. Even the fifth brother Yan Chengjing was amazed and said sarcastically that the second brother was like a pug beside his third brother, and he went there with a smell of bones.

Others were silent like quails. The prince's experience was obvious to all, and they were even more afraid of Yan Suizhi who was leisurely all day long.

The Fan family closed the door tightly and did not go out. All the rotten leaves and rotten eggs were smashed on the door. Fan Yuanhua's five-year-old son cried in his mother's arms, and his father's body covered with white cloth was placed in front of him. The people gathered outside shouted loudly.

Fan Yuanhua's wife covered her son's ears, looking angry and sad.

The Fan family has a queen and the prince's mother's family. They have always been sought after by people. When have they ever suffered such humiliation?

"What are you doing about the Fan family, the third brother?"

Yan Huaiyi asked carefully.

Yan Suizhi seemed to have not woken up yet, covered his mouth and yawned, "What?"

When Yan Huaiyi saw him like this, he knew that he could not ask anything. The summer morning was not very cold, not to mention that they were wearing layers of court robes, but Yan Huaiyi had a cold sweat and only after he worked with Yan Suiyi, he realized how well he was planning.

The chess pieces on the chess board can only be fixed on the chess board and cannot escape the hands of the chess holders, and they are all like chess pieces being fiddled with.

"Your Majesty, after those bodies were dug out, many women from the village came to look for people. The drums at Jingzhao Prefecture and government offices at all levels were about to be beaten, all of which were asking for justice. The people were also paying attention to the fermentation of the situation, and they might not be able to stop everyone from talking."

The Censorate is about to be worried these two days, and the bad news comes one by one, and I haven't stopped.
Chapter completed!