Not to mention how wronged Long Xi was, Wei Fu entered into a state of meditation and went to Ying Jiu to deal with all the matters, and handed over all the power in his hands.

While everyone was eating together, Wei Fu gnawed on his pork elbow while asking, "Daxi Hong, how did you deal with that evil emperor?"

Shan Ba ​​interrupted, "He was beaten to death by the people with stones. Even after he died, many people still threw stones at him, and the stones directly buried his body. A scholar wrote "The Shame of Dayue" on the pile of stones with a broom."

Ying Jiu brought the deposed emperor to the court and said directly that he did not want to continue to be the imperial teacher because he was heartbroken by the deposed emperor. He also believed that Dayue now had a new emperor, and the new emperor would rule Dayue well.

Of course, Dayue's court officials and the new emperor did not want Ying Jiu to stop being the imperial teacher. Anyone with eyes and brains would understand Ying Jiu's value.

Everyone refused to let him go, and Ying Jiu couldn't argue either, so he guided the deposed emperor to say many of his true thoughts.

Because of Wei Fu's talisman, all the dirty thoughts and ideas in the deposed emperor's mind were heard by everyone.

Ying Jiu said again that he didn't want to stay in the court anymore and was deeply hurt by the deposed emperor. Everyone was at a loss as to what to say and could only let Ying Jiu leave.

After hearing this, Wei Fu's eyes lit up and he said to Shan Ba, "Brother Sanba, Fu'er wants to go see the grave of the evil emperor."

This was the first time she had heard of such a burial place.

"Okay, we'll go after dinner." Shan Ba ​​naturally wouldn't refuse. He now had only one principle, which was to hold on to the little senior sister's thighs. The little senior sister was even more powerful this time after coming out of seclusion.

Wei Fu nodded and took the prince's hand, saying, "Big brother, you should go with Fu'er to take a look later. You are going to be the emperor too, so you must be a good emperor in the future, not a bad emperor."

The prince: “…”

"Fu'er, if the Crown Prince doesn't want to be the emperor, which of your other brothers would be more suitable to be the emperor?"

Wei Fu was stumped. She scratched her head, distressed: "But, none of my other brothers want to be emperor either!"

"You are the boss, so you are the only one who is unlucky." Things that others need to fight for with blood and head, but for Wei Fu, only the unlucky ones can have them.

Everyone didn't know whether they should be speechless or what.

When the prince heard Wei Fu's words, his heart sank, but he still struggled and asked, "Is it not possible to train him now?"

Wei Fu shook his head: "It's too late. The other brothers are already children with their own ideas. It's impossible to train them."

Prince: It’s another day when I want to cry for myself.

Why isn't he the sixth one, but the eldest?

Oh, that's not right.

It’s better to be the eldest brother. Although the future will be miserable, at least he can legitimately accompany his sister out!

Strictly speaking, my sister has been with him for longer time than my aunt. As for the others, he has left them far behind.

Thinking of this, the prince felt a little comforted.

He looked at Ying Jiu: "Mr. Ying, are you willing to serve in the Taisho era?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Ying. Neither my father nor I would be a person like the deposed emperor."

"Besides, Fu'er is also in the capital of Taisho. If Mr. Ying becomes an official, it will be much more convenient for him to see Fu'er in the future, and he will be able to better protect Fu'er."

With someone as powerful as Ying Jiu around, he can finally be lazy!

What the prince had not yet realized was that since Wei Fu came back, his great and glorious ideas had been like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, running wildly across the grassland and were about to disappear forever.

And his originally upright image is now almost collapsing.

Ying Jiu had finally resigned from his position as the Imperial Master, but he didn't want to jump into the fire pit immediately. He hadn't yet made up his mind whether to practice cultivation or not. If he did, he wouldn't be able to fulfill his duties as an official. If he didn't practice, he would have to go back, and he would never belong to this world.

He had a feeling it wouldn't be long before he could go back.

So he politely declined: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. I naturally believe in the character of Your Highness and Emperor Taisho, but I really have no interest in officialdom. I just want to spend some time with Fu'er. After we go to the capital, I will buy a courtyard to accommodate Master and Junior Brother Sanba. If Fu'er wants us to come over and play, we can also take her to stay with us when we need her."

When the prince heard what Ying Jiu said, he felt a little depressed, and another wave of people came to snatch people away.

There is not enough share for Fu'er!

"After you go to see the tomb of the deposed emperor, come back early to pack your things. We will leave the city overnight." He was worried that if he waited until tomorrow daytime, he would not be able to leave the city.

Sure enough, the next day, the Imperial Master's Mansion was surrounded by many people early in the morning. People piled up in layers from the door to several streets outside.

These people heard that Ying Jiu was no longer going to be the national teacher and was going to leave Dayue Kingdom, so they all came to dissuade him.

But they waited at the gate of the Imperial Master's Mansion until daybreak, when a boy came out and said to them, "I know how much respect you all have for the Imperial Master, but he left the Mansion last night. We will meet again someday, so please go back!"

The Imperial Master had left, and everyone in the Imperial Master's Mansion was also leaving.

Although the imperial court did not take over the Imperial Master's Mansion, they would not continue to live there, so as not to tarnish the Imperial Master's reputation.

After the people knew that Ying Jiu was gone, they hated the deposed emperor even more. Originally, there were many stones piled outside the deposed emperor's body, which barely made him a dead body without a burial place. But now, because the people hated the deposed emperor so much, they ran to pick up those stones again and asked several butchers to carry the deposed emperor's body and throw it into a mass grave.

At this time, Wei Fu and the others had already left the capital of Dayue Kingdom. Wei Fu had been practicing all night for several days, so she wanted to find someone to talk to. She first talked to Ying Jiu and the other two. Ying Jiu wanted to coax her to sleep so he told her a story. However, Ying Jiu did not make Wei Fu fall asleep, but she fell asleep herself.

After Ying Jiu fell asleep, Dan Ba ​​took over. After a while, Dan Ba ​​could no longer keep his eyes open and fell asleep in a daze.

After Shan Ba ​​fell asleep, it was the Crown Prince's turn to take over. The Crown Prince had started training earlier than Shan Ba, so he could hold on longer than Shan Ba. However, he could no longer hold on when dawn approached. Wei Fu looked at Long Yin eagerly, babble-bab-bab-bab, "Little brother, Fu'er has seen daddy."

"Little brother, where is your home? You've been away for so long, don't you miss your parents? Do you want to go home and see them?"

Long Yin: “…”

"Why don't you go find your master in the carriage behind?"

Or maybe it was just that Old Feng was cunning. Before setting off, he asked for a carriage for himself and was determined not to ride in the same carriage with Wei Fu.