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spilled a jar of vinegar

Blowing over a jar of vinegar (2185 words)

Feng Qing would never dare to talk back, and took Feng Song's kick, his body tilted to the side, and then straightened up again, "Father, anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that someone must have framed Erchen. Even if Erchen really did it

How could such a ruthless thing put the dragon robe in the room of the city and cause criticism? Besides, even if the father gave his son a hundred courage, he would never dare to hide the dragon in his mansion.

The robe and wear a system to read the full text of the Three Kingdoms.”

Everyone was talking about it, mostly for Feng Qingjue. Everyone knew that hiding a dragon robe was a death sentence. If Feng Qingjue was hiding in the room of Fengcheng, it would be easy to be discovered, and he would definitely not release such an important evidence of the crime.

Place it casually in Fengcheng's room.

Feng Song's face calmed down a little after hearing this.

Feng Qingyu rarely sees Feng Qing making a ugly appearance, how can he not ridicule it, "Maybe, the third emperor brother, you think that there will be no search for the Emperor Changsun's room, so you put this dragon robe in the Emperor Changsun's room.

If it weren't for the scene like this today, no one would have run to the room where a child lives to search. The third prince might have liked this, maybe it was because of this."

"I believe that I have not offended you, Yu Jiuhuang, on weekdays. Why do you deliberately slander me?" Feng Qingjue said almost gritting his teeth.

Feng Qingyu looked like a slutty smile, "I am just talking about the matter, but I didn't slander you, the third prince. Besides, today, I'm looking at so many eyes today, slandering or not slandering others, but I'm looking at you and me

What you say doesn't count."

Feng Song's eyes sank again, "What else do you have to say?"

Feng Qing knelt down at Feng Song, "I will definitely not admit what my son has not done. If the father insists on not believing in the son, the son has nothing to say. The son recognizes the father and punishes him."

Fengsong's body seemed to be surrounded by frost.

Everyone around them felt a sense of coldness, and they were all worried about Feng Qingjue's fate, and were worried that the emperor would kill His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in anger.

Feng Song's face was quite impatient, "Since you can't explain clearly, I will strip you of the position of crown prince. From now on, you will be your third prince peacefully!"

"Emperor! I will guarantee my life. Today's incident must be something that someone deliberately framed the Crown Prince and begged the emperor to take it back!" He Wei hurriedly knelt down at Feng Song and pleaded for Feng Qingjue.

Feng Song was determined, "I have decided, and what I said will not be taken back." Then he glanced at the other officials present, "If anyone asks for love for the third prince, it will be considered a crime and will be cut off.

Official positions, family ancestors are not allowed to enter the court for generations!”

He Wei's body stiffened, his head leaned to the ground, and he did not stand up for a long time, using his actions to show dissatisfaction, but under the pressure of the emperor, he did not dare to say a big word.

Those who originally planned to plead for Feng Qingjue shut up and stood aside tremblingly, not daring to take a breath, for fear of harming themselves.

In fact, they also understood that the emperor's punishment was considered light. If other princes had such a rebellious behavior, they would have been taken out and chopped off long ago.

But Feng Qing is definitely different from other princes. His mother's clan is powerful and his foreign official position is high and his power is still the richest man in the entire Nanzhao Kingdom. Although he started out as a businessman, the officials and businessmen were basically the same lineage. The annual tax revenue of Nanzhao Kingdom is almost the same as the taxes of the annual

Half of them came from Feng Qingjue's mother, Concubine Hua Rong clan.

Feng Qing never refuted, did not have any abnormal behaviors as imagined by others, and kowtowed with kindness, "My son, thank you for not killing your father. Long live the father."

Feng Song stopped looking at him, led his troops to leave the prince's mansion and set off to return to the palace.

Liu Mei reluctantly put down Feng Bao, and before leaving, she told him to go to the palace to see her.

Baby Feng nodded obediently and agreed.

As soon as he fell from Liu Mei's arms, he was held by another pair of big hands.

Feng Qingyu held Feng Bao, "Call Uncle, come and listen."

Feng Baby pushed him in disgust, "Don't call."

Feng Qingyu stopped doing it, "Your mother often called me uncle when she was a child. Why don't you call me?"

Feng Baby, "..." Mother, why did you recognize your father as your father before? Why is this generation so messed up? The zombie asked!

Feng Qingyu was getting more and more excited when he saw Feng Bao’s aphasia. He didn’t care at all that someone had been deposed as the prince now. It was the moment of a deep pain.

In Feng Qingjue's eyes, his behavior became a gloating.

He Wei stood up from the ground angrily and walked to Feng Qingyu, "Ninth Prince, the banquet today has ended, and I will not see you off."

Feng Qingyu was originally smiling, but when he saw He Wei's face, he immediately lowered his face, "It's my master who should say that it's me to see off the guests? Your daughter and grandson have already met the King of Hell, so you still think of yourself.

Is it Feng Qingjue’s father-in-law? I wonder if others regard you as their own person.”

Feng Bao Bei slipped out of Feng Qingyu's arms while Feng Qingyu and He Wei were fighting each other, and left the prince's mansion with Feng Qingcang and Xin Mo'er.

Left Feng Qingyu and He Wei were left to fight verbally.

When Feng Bao returned to Prince Xu's mansion, she found that a regular customer had come to Prince Xu's mansion today.

Feng Qingcang sat on the main seat with a bad face, looking at Nangong Yun who walked out like a painting, and asked the butler Zhang Hao, "Who allowed you to let him enter the mansion."

Zhang Hao's expression tightened and he answered respectfully, "Prince, you forgot that in the past few years when the princess disappeared, you said that no one except Qi Donghuang."

Nangong Yun's mourning period had passed long ago, and he ascended the throne five years ago, inherited the throne, and is now the emperor of Qidong Kingdom.

Feng Qingcang responded coldly, "Have you said this? Butler Zhang, if you are old, you can make it clear. I can let you go back to your hometown to enjoy your old age."

"Prince! I...I..." Butler Zhang didn't expect Feng Qingcang to turn against him so quickly. Over the years, Feng Qingcang has still relied on himself. He also abides by his duty, serves the Xu Palace, and swears to follow Feng Qingcang to the death.

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He clearly remembered that six years ago, Feng Qingcang said that no one except Nangong Yun was allowed to enter the mansion. At that time, Feng Qingcang also said that perhaps only Nangong Yun would know the whereabouts of the princess.

Therefore, when Nangong Yun visited today, he welcomed Nangong Yun into the mansion.

When Zhang Hao saw that Feng Baobei rushed into Nangong Yun's arms as soon as he came in, he realized where he was wrong.

Seeing Feng Baobei and Nangong Yun's intimate attitude, it was obvious that they had known the whereabouts of the princess and the little prince for a long time, but they did not tell the prince directly. Besides, the little prince is the prince's seed, but he is so enthusiastic about an outsider. It's no wonder the prince

Will be angry.

Zhang Hao thought for a while, bowed his head and admitted his mistake, "The subordinates knew that they were wrong."

Baby Feng lay on Nangong Yun's legs, and his eyebrows and eyes were smiling in a line, "Uncle Nangong, you are here, baby wants to ruin you!"

Nangong Yun smiled softly, his smile as before, like a spring breeze, "I thought you, a little clever ghost, forgot your uncle."

"How could it be! No one will forget Uncle Nangong!" Feng Baobei smiled and then asked, "Uncle Nangong, how did you know that baby and mother are here? Are you here to see the baby?"

Nangong Yun, "Of course I know, you forgot, Uncle is a clever plan. Uncle came here this time and was ordered by your grandfather to take you and your mother back to Wuji Palace."

Source of the text: Ya classical Chinese romance novel http://www.


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