One hundred and thirteenth chapter, we have many beautiful women
"I heard that this letter was sent by Prince Zhengyuan. Would you like to read it, cousin?" Feng Yu put down the tea cup in his hand and casually pointed at the letter in front of him.
"Brother Yu, since this letter was sent by the Crown Prince of Zhengyuan Hou, you should return it to the Zhengyuan Hou Mansion." Feng Lanxiu gently advised.
"Why? They went to the Marquis Mansion to assassinate my son. Shouldn't I investigate it carefully?" Feng Yu squinted and snorted, his handsome face immediately covered with frost.
"You can't say that..." Feng Lan Xiu Dao, "At most, it's just a borrowed path..."
"What do you mean, eldest cousin? Do you think the Zhengyuan Marquis Mansion is innocent and I am making trouble unreasonably?" Feng Yu's face darkened and his eyes narrowed.
"Of course Brother Yu is not making trouble unreasonably, but this matter... Zhengyuanhou Mansion must have found out that there is nothing serious. The Ministry of Punishment means that it is best to release the people from Zhengyuanhou Mansion first."
Feng Lanxiu suppressed the anger in his heart and continued to persuade.
"No!" Feng Yu flatly refused.
"Brother Yu, this matter has been reported to the Emperor by the Criminal Department. The Emperor should also release the Marquis of Zhengyuan Mansion within these few days." Feng Lanxiu couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. He was just the eldest son of a vassal king, but he actually released it.
If you dare to talk to yourself like this, you really think of yourself as a prince!
"Then I will go into the palace and talk to the imperial grandmother later. I have to stay in prison for a while." Feng Yu said nonchalantly, as if he was not talking about a prince's mansion, but a small household.
"The Imperial Grandmother is old, so don't bother the Imperial Grandmother with these little things."
"That won't work. I don't have a backer when I get to the capital. If the Imperial Grandmother doesn't give me a backer, my life will be decided here. I heard that Prince Zhongshan is also seriously injured. I don't know if I can get up now.
If I am assassinated again, my life may not be there. Otherwise, I simply commit suicide so that there will be no more people trying to kill me."
Feng Yu didn't know when there was a dagger in his hand, and Han Liang's dagger was just scratching at his neck, which was frightening to watch.
The chamberlain on the side knelt down with a plop and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, please don't use the knife. You... you have to be careful."
"Why should I be careful? Anyway, there are people who want my life. It's better for me to end it myself. If the emperor's grandmother sends someone to ask, just say that when the eldest cousin is here, he forces me to release the Zhengyuan Marquis Mansion. I won't
I agreed and that's when the dispute started." Feng Yu said casually, reaching out and making gestures in the air.
His handsome and gentle smile looked a bit sinister, which was inexplicably chilling.
"Eldest cousin, we two had a dispute. It's hard to say who it was that ended up causing trouble. If something happens to my eldest cousin, I don't know if Uncle Huang will take my life."
Feng Yu's hand suddenly made two gestures in front of Feng Lanxiu's face, and his narrowed eyes showed a hint of chill that was completely different from his gentle smile.
Feng Lan Xiuqi's face was ashen, and a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He wanted to reach out, take the dagger, and slit Feng Yu's throat.
But he couldn't. The imperial grandmother dotes on Feng Yu, and the emperor repeatedly warned him to appease Feng Yu and not to let him do any extreme behavior. This evil obstacle is an extremist. Who knows what he will do that day.
The only one who gets hurt is himself.
The King of Qi has great power, and his father is thinking of ways to cut down the feudal vassal. It is even more important not to anger Feng Yu at this time. His father has said such a willful act, and it is best to keep the crazy and arrogant Crown Prince of Qi!
The smile on Feng Lanxiu's face slowly recovered, and he discussed: "Brother Yu, don't make trouble, since you don't like Zhengyuan Hou Mansion, then I will ask the Ministry of Punishment to delay it for a few more days, and imprison them for a few more days."
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"Then thank you so much, my eldest cousin, for saving me from going to the palace to cry to the imperial grandmother. Among the several cousins, only my eldest cousin is the gentlest and the most polite."
After speaking, he pointed to the letter on the table: "Eldest cousin, let's open it and take a look?"
At this point, Feng Lanxiu could only nod: "Okay, let's take a look.",
Although this is inconsistent with etiquette, a declining Zhengyuan Hou Mansion is really nothing. Although the reputation of Zhengyuan Hou Mansion is still there, there is no successor.
He reached for the letter, opened it, and read it three lines at a time. When he finished reading, he handed the letter in his hand to Feng Yu.
Feng Yu lazily took it and smiled while looking at it.
After he finished reading it, he put the letter in his hand casually on the table and sighed: "The Crown Prince Zhengyuan Hou is really a pure and kind child. If I have the chance to see this child, I will definitely protect him."
Feng Lanxiu didn't take this to heart and asked tentatively: "Do you want this letter... to be returned to the Zhengyuan Marquis Mansion?"
"If you don't return it, it will be sent to the Ministry of Punishment to be filed away." Feng Yu smiled softly, "Anyway, this assassination attempt on me needs some information to be filed, and the matter of Zhengyuan Hou Mansion happens to be among them."
This was far-fetched, but after looking at the dagger in Feng Yu's hand and looking at the servant who turned pale with fright, Feng Lanxiu really didn't want to argue with Feng Yu over an irrelevant letter, so he agreed.
Nodding: "Then seal it and archive it!"
"Cousin, I heard that the emperor is going to choose a concubine for you guys? I don't know which family's daughter my eldest cousin likes? When will you bring it out next time for me to see?" Feng Yu didn't care and looked at Feng Lan.
Xiu Xiao asked, his tone extremely frivolous, as if he was talking about a maiko from a certain family.
That is the future Princess Duan, and may even be the future Crown Princess and the future Queen.
The veins on the backs of Feng Lanxiu's hands bulged out, but his face didn't show any signs of it.
"I don't know about this either. Everything is up to the father and the mother," Feng Lanxiu said calmly.
"Eldest cousin, we have so many beauties in Qi. Why don't I act as a matchmaker for your eldest cousin and send one of our Qi's aristocratic daughters to Beijing?" Feng Yu smiled and clapped his hands.
A waiter withdrew in response, and soon came over with several scrolls.
Feng Yu casually picked one up and spread it out in front of Feng Lanxiu: "Eldest cousin, please see, this is a famous beauty in our land. I asked various families to send it to me before I entered Beijing."
The painting is indeed a woman with an exquisite face. One look at this face tells me that she is a rare beauty. But even if she is rare, Feng Lanxiu will not care. Their royal wedding appearance is just one of them. The most important thing is
With his background and his status as Prince Duan, how could he marry a so-called daughter of a wealthy family in Qidi?
Pushing with his hand, his face darkened: "Brother Yu, don't be ridiculous. These should be chosen for you. How can you give them to me at will?"
Feng Yu clapped his hands: "My eldest cousin is really smart. This painting was indeed given to me, but I don't like it, so I just let my eldest cousin pick another one. Maybe this is how the future Princess Duan will be born."
Why do you give things to others to choose if you don't want them? Feng Lanxiu almost wanted to give Feng Yu a slap in the face. He prided himself on having a good temper and could control his temper in the past, but this time he almost gave in.
No, but he had to endure it even if he didn't want to.
He gritted his teeth hard without revealing it on his face, "Cousin, the Queen has the final say in my marriage."
"That's such a pity. This is the most beautiful woman in our world." Feng Yu sighed, and with a wave of his hand, the chamberlain came forward to pack up the scrolls and put them away, "If my eldest cousin chooses the first concubine, let me go and take a look.
, I have never seen what the daughters of the aristocratic families in Beijing look like."
Feng Lanxiu's heart moved: "Brother Yu is not young anymore. Have you made a marriage engagement?"
"My father has chosen a lot for me, but I don't even like him. Eye-sight is very important when choosing a concubine. There is really no such thing as eye-sight. You have to be good-looking." Feng Yu was very disapproving, lazily.
He said, "I'm still young, so I can take my time to pick one. I'm not as good as my cousin, but I can't wait any longer."
Feng Lanxiu took a deep breath before continuing: "Since there is no such thing as Qidi, you can choose one in the capital. There are many beauties in the capital. If my cousin can fall in love with one of them, it will be a good story."
The King of Qi definitely doesn't want Feng Yu to marry a concubine in the capital, but his father has an idea. This is a great thing for his father. If Feng Yu is locked up in the capital, the meaning is far greater than a "
"Hostage" can be compared. His father asked him to talk to him, but unexpectedly Feng Yu took the initiative to come forward.
Feng Yu's temperament doesn't seem like he would completely listen to King Qi. As long as he agrees, even if King Qi is dissatisfied, what will happen to this matter!
"No, this prince wants to marry a beauty from Qidi. Only Qidi can have real beauties." Feng Yu said lazily, but did not agree.
This was something Feng Lanxiu had expected. Now that these words had started, he would no longer rely on Feng Yu's intention in the future.
After leaving Feng Yu, Feng Lanxiu returned to the palace to report to his father and told him about Feng Yu's misdeeds. The emperor didn't take it seriously, but was very interested in his last words.
"Go and report this to the queen, and ask the queen to send a few maids to serve you first." The emperor leaned back, with a smile of approval on his face.
It is not easy to be beautiful. The most beautiful people in this palace are beauties.
"Father, I will leave immediately, but the matter of Zhengyuan Hou Mansion..." Feng Lanxiu asked respectfully.
"The Zhengyuanhou Mansion will be closed as long as it is closed." The emperor said in a low voice, "There have been a lot of things happening in the Zhengyuanhou Mansion recently. Some people are already participating in the Zhengyuanhou Mansion."
Now the only person who can participate in the Zhengyuan Hou Mansion is Yu Zhongyang. If it weren't for Concubine Ning's sake, Yu Zhongyang would have been dismissed long ago.
"Father, what do you mean, the Marquis Zhengyuan's Mansion will remain closed like this?" Feng Lanxiu didn't understand what the emperor meant, and there was a bit of surprise on his young face.
"Let's lock him up for a while first. We have to let your cousin calm down. Since the death of Yu Boyang, the Zhengyuan Hou Mansion has become more and more outrageous." The emperor snorted indifferently, "I will ask the queen to issue an order to reprimand him.
In the Marquis of Zhengyuan's Mansion, it was enough for my younger sister to marry on my elder sister's behalf, yet such a scandal actually happened."
There were many officials involved in the matter in the court. Although no one complained, because Marquis Zhengyuan was a loyal minister, the matter was brought up. However, this is a matter of the inner court, and it is best for the Queen to come forward.
"Father said so!"
A waiter came in, holding a red tray in his hand, covered with a gold-woven hijab, and the covering looked like a tureen.
Seeing this chamberlain, the emperor's eyes were filled with joy and he waved his hand impatiently: "You go down first, I have something else to do!"
"Father, I take my leave." Feng Lanxiu stepped back respectfully, and only looked back when he was outside the door, with a hint of darkness flashing in his eyes...