Master Gu was anxious: "Princess Chen, stop talking nonsense!"

The Qingming Festival ancestor worship is such an important matter. If he takes all the responsibility, he will not be able to bear the consequences.

He originally wanted to take revenge on King Chen and vent his anger, but he didn't expect that he would end up losing himself.

"This matter was conspired between me and King Feng!"

At this point, he no longer concealed anything and told the truth directly, dragging King Maple into the water.

"Don't try to drag King Feng down with you. You did it." Qin Ye glared at him. "Your conspiracy failed, and you still want to drag King Feng down with you. Master Gu, you are so bold!"

She touched her belly and spoke sharply.

The Gu family killed Zhang Fei, and she can't get rid of this anger unless she destroys the Gu family!

The emperor favors Qin Ye.

If King Feng is involved, it will only bring shame to the royal family. Putting all the responsibility on the Gu family can not only protect King Feng but also solve the problem.

After thinking about it, he shouted coldly:

"Master Gu, you have been acting more and more arrogantly these days. You don't even take me seriously!"

"But considering the long-standing friendship between the royal family and the Gu family, I can forgive you this time. You pay a fine of 500,000 taels of silver, and the matter will be settled."

Master Gu glared: "!"

Five hundred thousand taels!

Are these people robbers or bandits?

A few days ago, Qin Ye had just robbed the Gu family of nearly half of their property, which had been severely damaged. The family had not yet recovered, and now they had to pay a fine.

Doesn’t this amount cost the Gu family half their lives?

He refused to accept: "Your Majesty! It's clearly King Feng..."

"Since Master Gu refuses to pay the fine, he should be thrown into prison." The emperor said lightly.

“…”

Master Gu choked and dared not say another word.

I was so angry that I almost exploded!

bandit!

rogue!

Robbery!

What royal family, what imperial family, it's just a den of robbers!

His Gu family had accumulated hundreds of years of heritage and wealth, and they were all contributed to the royal family!

So angry!

The head of the Gu family left with gritted teeth in anger. The red candles were replaced with white candles. After an hour, the sacrificial ceremony continued.

Until the afternoon, it ends.

Qin Ye couldn't stand any longer and sat down outside to rest. The group dispersed. Zong Zhengchen hadn't come out yet, but Zong Zhengli came first.

"Freshly brewed tea, warm."

He held the teacup and put it in her hand.

It is a cloudy and rainy day today with drizzling rain. After staying outside for a long time, I feel a layer of coldness on my body. I put the warm teacup in my hand, and it feels warm and comfortable.

Qin Ye lowered his eyes, his expression somewhat complicated.

This is the imperial tomb on the outskirts of the city. Being able to drink hot tea in the wild, it is not difficult to guess that he specially made it.

Think of what happened before.

If Prince Li had not provided the young man in time, the blame might have fallen on Zong Zhengchen.

"Thank you very much," she whispered, "Thank you for what I did just now, King Li."

Zong Zhengli chuckled, with a hint of soft light in his eyes.

After more than a month, she finally talked to him.

"I want you to know that I'm not as bad as you think, and I will never do anything to hurt you. The slippery oil incident was done by Qin Jiaojiao behind my back." Finally, he had the chance to explain to her.

He wanted to reconcile with her.

Just like before, be good friends.

Qin Ye's fingers were on the rim of the cup, tapping it intermittently, as if he didn't hear anything and didn't say anything.

"King Chen is coming out."

Zong Zhengli said something, and walked away without staying any longer.

Qin Ye looked at his gradually receding back, his eyes thoughtful, and he didn't know what he was thinking...

"The sacrificial ceremony is finally over. Ye'er, you've worked hard. Let's go home and rest now." Zong Zhengchen hugged her waist and saw the steaming tea in her hand.

"Where did it come from?"

"Given by King Li."

The man frowned, then snatched the teacup and threw it on the stool, "Don't eat what he gives you."

The weasel pays a New Year's greeting to the chicken with ulterior motives.

After saying that, he carried his wife home.