The ministers forced the palace, and the people questioned it.
Queen Mother Hua and others never expected that they would be the ones injured in the end.
But the fact is that she, Feng Qi, and Lu Yang, the leaders, symbols, and second-in-commands of the three major factions, were arranged by Xiao Xiruo in three palaces respectively.
Naturally, she still lives in her Shoukang Palace, while Feng Qi and Lu Yang live in the two palaces closest to the Yangxin Palace. Their food, clothing, housing and transportation are all personally controlled by the current eunuch Shen Mian.
As for those who originally served them, they were naturally kicked out of the palace, and those who were not allowed in were not allowed in. In short, at a glance, they found that there was no one they knew in the palace where they lived.
House arrest.
No room for house arrest.
As a result, the frightened Empress Dowager Hua and Feng Qi fell ill that night. Compared to the two who collapsed from fear, Lu Yang's condition was much better.
Not only was he not sick, he also had time to write a letter and asked the eunuch who came to deliver the meal to hand it out to him.
Of course he knew that the contents of the letter would be checked, so there was no code or even a single complaint in the letter.
He just wanted his wife and daughter to know that he was fine, and never do stupid things to save him and continue to provoke the two lunatics in the imperial city.
That's right, in the eyes of most of today's courtiers, the emperor and the imperial concubine are two lunatics.
As the saying goes, they are not a family and do not belong to the same family. They are very suitable. When they are together, they are suitable for eliminating harm for the people.
So they no longer dare to point fingers. When important ministers like Xie Feng and Hua Qingsong return home, the first thing they think of is to donate money and materials to the victims.
All wealthy businessmen and famous officials who came to inquire about the emperor's bloodline were given a cold warning, telling them whether they believed or spread the rumors, whether they were true or not was none of their business.
As for the people who were disturbed by Taiqing's words, the Hua family, Prince Qi's Palace, and Prince Xuan's Palace directly stated that they would deal with the matter.
Not long after a group of people left the palace, notes about this matter were sent to the Yangxin Hall like the wind. The methods were listed one by one, each written more concisely than the last.
There was talk of hanging Taiqing's body on the city wall so that the people could recognize his identity.
There were also those who donated a large number of doctors in the hope of curing the plague as soon as possible in order to divert the attention of the people.
There are also those who advise the emperor to conceal his identity and make things public slowly.
In short, there are many kinds, and each one is working hard to prove their value to Dayan and their nostalgia for the court.
Because from the moment they walked out of the palace in embarrassment, things had changed for Dayan.
The emperor is no longer a puppet, but a tyrant who can take their lives at any time.
And the reason why they can survive until now is because the court still needs to function, and they are still useful for the time being.
Therefore, they must try their best to prove that they are useful and work hard for the emperor. Regardless of whether they can stay in the court in the future, at least they can save their lives first...
However, they worked hard to please the emperor, but the emperor at this moment had no time to read their tricks, because all the courtiers had just left the palace, and Feng Yehan dragged Feng Xuan into the palace.
The cold fragrance was lingering in the Yangxin Hall, and Bai Zhi served tea and snacks to everyone, and then left respectfully.
Before Feng Wuyan and Xiao Xiruo could ask about their purpose, Feng Yehan got straight to the point:
"It's not that I have something to say, but Feng Xuan has something to say."
Looking sideways at Feng Yehan, Feng Xuan's eyes were filled with helplessness.
He didn't expect Feng Yehan to be so decisive. He just put a little bait for him, and he directly dragged him here.
No matter, confessing to one person is confessing, confessing to three people here is also confessing...
"So what you're saying is that you actually lived two lives, and Yan Mo... Miss Yan Er liked me in her previous life? I was also fascinated by her, and in the end I killed my seventh brother with her?"
After a stick of incense, Feng Yehan was the first to collapse after listening to the story.
When he picked up the tea cup for the countless times and almost drank all the leaves inside, Xiao Xiruo finally couldn't stand it anymore and gave him a refill.
"No, this is not true, you are deceiving me..."
Raising his hand to hold Feng Xuan's collar, Feng Yehan, who had never looked at Yan Moqing in his life, said that he really couldn't accept it.
He couldn't accept the fact that the Xiao family's father and son died in the battle, and his cousin died of illness in the palace, but he had always been in love.
Not to mention that he also killed his seventh brother and seemed to have become the final master of Dayan.
But he knew clearly that this was not in his heart. He did not want to be the emperor at all...
"Your Majesty, cousin, you know me. If I wanted to be the emperor, I would not have refused my father's imperial edict. I..."
Feng Yehan was trying hard to defend, but the looks in the other three's eyes told him: Stop talking, you are.
Especially his cousin, who had high hopes for him, actually looked disgusted without even looking at him.
Feng Yehan: "..."
"So you relied on the memories of your previous life to get close to Yan Moqing and then cooperated with her?"
Feng Wuyan didn't care about the emotional dispute between Feng Yehan and Yan Moqing. He was more concerned about Feng Xuan's words that Yan Moqing was a time traveler who came from the future and controlled the development of all events in the previous life.
"Yes, I'm ashamed to say that I actually have something in common with my fifth brother in this life. He didn't understand his confusion in his previous life, and neither did I. But through my observations and speculations in my two lives, Yan Moqing is indeed knowledgeable about many things.
The key is just like this sudden plague..."
No one could cure this plague in the previous life, except Yan Moqing.
With Feng Xuan's words, Feng Yehan finally seemed to have received some comfort and gradually calmed down.
At this moment, he was even a little grateful to Feng Xuan, thanking him for taking Yan Moqing away in this life and not letting him go down the road of no return where he fell in love with one person and failed the whole family in his previous life.
"Ignore the future and the past for now, King Xuan, I just want to know one thing now, that is, how did this plague happen in your previous life, and how did Yan Moqing manage it?"
Looking at Feng Xuan with tired eyes, Xiao Xiruo had already expected his identity as a reborn person, so he asked about the plague directly.
She just wanted to know whether what she read in the comment section was true, and whether the plague started because of the earthquake.
"To be honest, this incident also exceeded my expectations."
His expression changed slightly, and Feng Xuan immediately revealed everything he had concealed before:
"No one predicted the Shun'an earthquake in the previous life. The sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, leaving corpses everywhere. Coupled with the inaction of the local officials and the neglect of the court, this formed a plague, also known as the Pimple Plague. This plague soon followed.
Anfu spread and spread to the entire southern Xinjiang at an extremely fast speed. Then the imperial court sent people to seal off roads and cities. Ye Han asked himself to go to southern Xinjiang with Yan Moqing to suppress the rebellion and relieve the people..."