The room suddenly became quiet, along with the noisy sounds outside. The people sitting there sat there, staring blankly at the empty seat opposite. The crying of the child was still in his ears, his little treasure was calling him "Mom". Fang Ziye closed his eyes, his mind full of the child crying and reaching out to him.
However, he did not hold the child, and let someone take the child away.
"Master." The loyal little slave looked at the master's expression, worried in his heart, anxiously not knowing what to do, and couldn't help asking, "Master, why don't we leave the young master here, and let Master Cao take the child away? Why don't I go find Master Cao to bring the young master back?" Since the master
was reluctant, why not go and bring the young master back? He was also reluctant to send the young master away.
Fang Ziye heard what his little slave said, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a bitter smile. He looked up at his innocent little slave, shook his head and said, "You don't understand. You must never mention the child again in the future."
He had his own concerns and had to entrust the child to someone else. His little slave didn't understand this.
He had never intended to let that person know about the existence of the little treasure from the beginning. If the one in his belly was known, there was no escape. He had no choice but to stay here now. If the Lord in the Yiwang Mansion knew about him and the child, who knows how much trouble it would cause. At this time, he couldn't take care of himself, so how could he protect his little treasure? He didn't dare to take the risk.
He knew Feng Lingxiao's ambition, and he also knew that the man had been enduring for too long for this day. At this time, Fang Ziye didn't want any accidents to happen here, and he would become a burden to that person. When everything settled, he thought that would be the time for him to pick up his little treasure, but not now.
"Oh." The little slave lowered his head, a little lost, and didn't quite understand what his master said.
He was a servant, and he just had to serve his master well. He didn't necessarily have to understand those things so well. But he also knew that the young master's affairs could not be mentioned outside, let alone in front of that master.
"Knock knock--" There was a knock on the door, and a tall figure stood outside the door. When the master and servant in the room heard the knock on the door, they knew who was coming. Ershun glanced at his master before walking over to open the door.
After opening the door, he turned aside, called out "Master" respectfully, and then stepped out, closing the door.
Even though he knew who was coming, Fang Ziye sat there without moving, let alone getting up to greet him. Feng Lingxiao walked in and saw the person sitting there. He walked towards him step by step, stopped in front of him, looked down at the person sitting there, and said, "I'm here to take you back." He didn't ask what the person was doing outside.
A broad hand appeared in front of him. With his eyes lowered, Fang Ziye looked at the hand in front of him. He put his hand into the palm of the broad hand and was pulled up.
A carriage left Yipinzhai silently, and on the road, it passed by the people who were going to Shunzhi Mansion and went in the opposite direction.
The carriage was an independent world. The fourth master Feng held Fang Ziye in his arms, his domineering hands clasped around his waist. The curtains were blown up by the wind, and there were swaying figures outside. Neither of them mentioned what was happening outside. It
was a lively day in Fengdu City. The people in the city talked about the events of the day vividly.
A coffin was carried to the gate of Shunzhi Mansion. The old lady of Duke Sun walked in with the dragon-headed stick given to her by His Majesty. No one dared to stop the old lady. The dead body of Young Master Sun was lifted out from inside and put into the coffin. With a "bang", the heavy coffin lid was closed.
"Sun, Grandma is here to take you home!" The old lady's eyes swept across the gate of Shunzhi Mansion inch by inch, full of hatred.
Feng Fuyin, who was hiding inside, did not dare to go out. Even if he knew that the old lady of Duke Sun had someone take Young Master Sun's body away, he did not dare to go out to stop it, not to mention that he could not stop it even if he went out.
It stands to reason that the person who died in prison for no reason should be examined by the coroner to find out the cause of death, and then deal with it according to the official rules. However, the dead person was not an ordinary citizen, but the grandson of the Duke Sun. The old lady did not allow anyone to touch her dead grandson, so the coroner naturally could not perform an autopsy.
"Sir, the body of the grandson has been carried away." The master who went out to inquire about the news came back. Prefect Feng was restless and asked, "Did you send the letter I asked you to send?"
"Yes, but the boy who sent the letter has not returned yet." said the master.
Dark clouds blocked the sun in the sky, and the autumn wind blew up the fallen leaves on the ground, and the dust flew everywhere. The coffin was carried from Shunzhi Mansion all the way back to Sun Guogong Mansion. The stalls on the street had been cleaned up at some point, and the people who were watching the excitement had all hidden away. The coffin passed through the street, and all the shops were closed.
Gongs and suonas were played along the way, and paper money was flying all over the sky.
The old lady of Sun Guogong stood in front of the team, without shedding a single tear, and her spine was straight. The lady who was supported by the support was crying loudly, shouting "Son, son, my poor son..."
This person was the mother of the young master Sun.
Behind them followed a group of servants in mourning clothes, crying as they walked. It was unclear whether they were crying for real or fake. Behind them was a group of household servants.
After the group of mourners passed by, the common people who appeared from nowhere behind them gathered in groups of three or two, talking about the affairs of the Sun Guogong Mansion. "I think Lord Feng is in trouble."
"It's hard to be a good official these days, alas." The
common people who gathered behind them gradually dispersed, and scattered stalls appeared on the streets. The streets of Fengdu City were more deserted than ever on this day. There were not even a few people walking on the streets. The common people who entered the city early hurried out of the city and did not dare to stay in the city for too long. The
palace gates were wide open, and the guards guarding the gates strictly guarded the palace gates.
The guards at the gate were familiar with the palace servants. The attendants beside Lord Shen personally escorted Young Master Shen to the gate of the palace before they stopped. The servants could not step out of the gate at will without a token, so they could only escort people here.
The towering palace walls blocked the people inside from coming out, and also blocked the people outside from coming in.
Shen Zhengyang thanked the servants who escorted him out, and walked out of the palace gate. A carriage stopped in front of him, and the servants beside the carriage helped their master get on the carriage. After the master got on, he sat outside the carriage.
"Let's go."
Seeing that Young Master got on the carriage, the servants withdrew their gaze and turned around, walked back into the palace, and went back to report to their Lord.
The carriage was driving on the streets of Fengdu City. There were not even a few people walking on the usually busy streets. Looking outside through the raised curtain, Shen Zhengyang smelled the unusual smell of Fengdu City. When he asked, he learned that the young master of the Sun Guogong Mansion died in prison. He was moved and asked the driver to drive the carriage to Cao Xiangnan.
The carriage was moving smoothly on the empty streets.
Outside Cuixiu Garden, Lord Sun, who was over fifty years old and had gray hair, came to the palace to ask for an audience with His Majesty. He found Cuixiu Garden and asked for an audience outside the gate. The two palace attendants beside Queen Sun followed Lord Guo. Queen Sun did not come in person, and it seems that he was not willing to come to Cuixiu Garden.
His Majesty did not even see Queen Sun now. As soon as he came to Cuixiu Garden, he went to Lord Shen. Now Lord Shen is the only one who has received His Majesty's favor, and his status is slightly higher than that of Queen Sun. His Majesty exempted him from asking for favors from Queen Sun every day, and now Lord Shen does not even need to go to Changning Palace to ask for favors from Queen Sun.
Since Shen Guijun became pregnant, she has been staying in Cuixiu Garden. There are three layers of guards guarding Cuixiu Garden, and not even a fly can fly in. There are ministers in the court who oppose your majesty's favoritism to Shen Guijun alone. Without exception, those who stand up and speak are all from Sun Guogong's faction. These ministers who oppose have been punished by your majesty one after another. The
rest of the people just stand and watch the excitement, and no one stands up to object.
Your majesty wants to intervene in all the affairs of the harem, isn't it too lenient? Your majesty favors Shen Guijun, and Shen Guijun has not done anything to harm the country and the people. It's just favoring a beauty. Your majesty can favor her as much as you like. Now, His Majesty is very fond of Shen Guijun, why should they touch His Majesty's sore spot at this time and make His Majesty unhappy.
The court is clamoring to appoint a crown prince every day. As long as the crown prince is not appointed, there will be no peace in the court. His Majesty has not appointed a crown prince despite the ministers' clamor for so long, and some people may not be able to wait any longer.
"Master, the Duke is outside asking to see Your Majesty." The palace servants went in and reported their master.
Shen Guijun, who was half lying on the beauty bed, snorted and chuckled. She was lazy and didn't even intend to get up. Her hand on her belly touched her unpregnant belly. Requesting to see His Majesty? His Majesty was making love with the beauty in the room, so he had no time to see the old man surnamed Sun. "Tell the Duke that His Majesty doesn't want to see him, and ask him to go back."
"Yes." The palace servant responded and went out.
When the Duke Sun heard the words of the palace servant, he wanted to get angry, but he held back and knelt down with his skirt, as if to say, "Your Majesty, whenever you see me, I will get up at that time."
The palace servant saw the Duke kneeling down, and he was embarrassed, and went back to report his master.
"If the Duke wants to kneel, let him kneel." Anyway, it was not him who asked him to kneel, so he could kneel if he wanted to. Shen Meiyue thought maliciously in her heart that His Majesty really didn't have time to see anyone at this time. Even if His Majesty came out, I'm afraid he didn't want to see that old guy.
A palace servant hurriedly came in from outside and bowed. Lord Shen waved his hand to let the others go out. The palace servant stood up and leaned over to their Lord's ear, speaking in a voice that only they could hear.
After Shen Meiyue heard this, her face sank, and she lowered her voice and ordered, "Take my token and go out of the palace in person. Make sure to get this done for me."
"Yes." The palace servant received the order, took their master's token, and hurried out of the palace.