If this continues, will the Feng family have any chance of success in Northern Qi?!
Feng Mingwei felt cold in her heart, and her thoughts of leaving Beiqi became stronger.
I can't stay in this place at all.
It is better to persuade my father and brother to leave as soon as possible.
Murong Xiao hugged the person and held the horse rope tightly with her hand. This woman was very smart, and she understood the intention without deliberately reminding her.
"Weier, things are not what you think."
"Let's go back first and listen to what our father has to say. I suspect that there is a villain secretly stirring up dissension."
Feng Mingwei felt that it didn't make sense to explain to him. He always wanted his father in his heart, so he couldn't be of the same mind as her.
She felt a little frustrated and felt there was no need to tell him, "Yeah."
That's the end of it between them...
Several people hurriedly returned to the capital together.
Murong An only brought Yang Biao back with him.
When we arrived in the capital, it was already evening.
But at this time, Emperor Beiwu was still waiting for them in the imperial study.
No matter how late it is, you have to go to the palace to meet the saint.
"My son has met my father."
"Wei Chen has met the emperor."
Shen Jing, Xiao Changqing, and Xiao Heng are all still in the imperial study.
When Emperor Beiwu saw Murong An's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he couldn't help but asked angrily, "What's going on? Who hit him?"
Murong An glanced at Feng Jian coldly, "Father, it is my fault that I should not have a conflict with General Feng. General Feng is very powerful in martial arts, but I am still a little behind him. I competed with him and I lost this time." He, my son, will definitely practice martial arts diligently in the future and will not embarrass you again."
It’s really different to have guidance from experts.
He had already figured it out in such a short period of time. Look at what he said. It was watertight and impeccable.
It is no longer an impulsive and arrogant complaint.
He expressed his grievances and accused Feng Jian of being rude.
He took the initiative to admit his mistake and gained Emperor Beiwu's relief. He was reluctant to scold him for a while.
"Feng Jian, you are so brave, you dare to hurt Prince An, do you know your guilt!!"
It was always embarrassing for his son to be beaten, so Emperor Beiwu immediately scolded Feng Jian angrily.
But Feng Jian didn't panic at all, his eyebrows were lowered and his lips smiled, "Your Majesty, please calm down. I will admit my guilt."
"I beg the emperor to punish me."
"..."
Emperor Beiwu was a little surprised. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Feng Mingwei. He saw her kneeling in front of the hall with the big guys, her eyebrows lowered and she didn't say a word.
Looking at Lie Wang again, it's the same, he looks like a good baby.
Why are you so good today?!
Looking at this group of young people, Emperor Beiwu suddenly sneered in his heart, they are really a bunch of foxes, getting more and more cunning!
"King Lie, I heard that you secretly promoted Feng Jian and raised his salary, and transferred him to the Third Division Army as Zuo Qianfeng to manage the Third Division Camp for you. Is this possible?!"
Murong Xiao clasped his fists and said: "There is no such thing as returning to the emperor. If you want to be promoted or receive a salary increase, your children will report it, and there will be records in the military camp."
"Humph, you still dare to quibble? How come Feng Jian's salary in the past few months is that of a fourth-grade deputy general?" Emperor Beiwu had already asked someone to investigate, and the evidence was immediately thrown in front of him.
Murong Xiao glanced at the bright yellow booklet thrown in front of him and said calmly: "Back to my father, this salary was deducted from the salary of the son-in-law as an extra supplement to Feng Jian. Because Feng Jian is the brother-in-law of the son-in-law, the son-in-law I didn’t want Wei’er to worry about my brother, so I asked him to join the Third Division Army.”
"The position has not changed, and the salary was given to him separately by his son-in-law."
"If you don't believe me, father, you can retrieve the account book from the Ministry of Accounts and see the records of the salary payment to your ministers."
Emperor Beiwu frowned slightly, and with a glance, he motioned for someone to go to the Ministry of Household Affairs, and soon he had someone bring him the recent records of military pay.
As expected, half of the salary for Lie Wang's column was missing, and the other half was transferred directly from the Ministry of Revenue to Fengjian.
"Father, Feng Jian has no official position in the military camp. His salary is less than two taels a month. He still has a wife and children to support at home."
"This little money is not enough to support the family. I think that Feng Jian used to be the general of Fenghuoying. He has outstanding abilities and is more than enough to help me in the Third Division Army.
"However, Erchen also considered that he did not have any military merit and was not suitable for promotion. After much thought, I gave him my salary and asked him to come to the Third Division Army to take care of some things for me. This should not be considered as giving him a promotion bonus without permission. Get a salary!"
Emperor Beiwu looked at the account book sent by the Ministry of Accounts and his face turned ugly. He glared at Shen Jing displeasedly, thinking that he reported to King Lie without checking clearly. Now that he was fine, he would be slapped in the face by his son again.
In order to save face, he could only find faults, "That's not okay. This is against military regulations. He is just a soldier, but what he does in the Third Division Army is that of a deputy general. He takes care of the Third Division Army for you. Okay, then what do you do? Don’t forget that you are the general of the Third Division Army."
Murong Xiao raised his eyes and said a little aggrievedly: "Didn't the father want me to spend more time with Wei'er and let the imperial grandfather hold his great-grandson as soon as possible? If I am in the military camp every day, I won't have time to spend time with Wei'er."
How could he create a villain?!
Everyone: "..." I didn't expect there to be such a reason, and I can't even accept it.