Chapter 289 Caning
Seeing Feng Feixu's pitiful appearance, many ministers and royal relatives were unwilling to let the Holy Envoy of Nanyue deal with Feng Feixu.
"Princess Feixu, don't be confused. You can't be so stubborn at this time."
"I have already promised to return fifty boxes of gifts. What else does the South Vietnamese Holy Envoy want?"
"Princess Feixu has been kneeling for so many days and has become so haggard now. These holy envoys are still so aggressive. How can they be kind-hearted?"
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Listening to those people talking in low voices, Feng Feixu, who was kneeling on the ground, raised the corners of his mouth slightly. As long as there were so many people watching, even if the Saint Envoy of South Vietnam wanted to kill him, he would not dare to.
Furong tugged at Handan's sleeve and advised softly, "Handan, don't be too aggressive. Know when to stop."
Handan ignored her and raised her voice suddenly: "Why do you feel pity for Feng Feixu? Now she admitted the crime because we caught Caique. If we didn't catch Caique, wouldn't we be responsible for the destruction of the birthday gift?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.
Indeed, Handan is just a holy envoy. How can she bear the crime of having the birthday gift destroyed? Even her life would not be enough.
At least, Feng Feixu still has the King of Western Xia to rely on.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the King of Western Xia wanted to save Feng Feixu's life.
"How does the Holy Envoy Handan think we should deal with the flying catkins?" Feng Huailue suddenly asked.
Handan had not expected that they would hand Feng Feixu over to her for disposal, so this became a hot potato for her.
At the critical moment, it was Su Chenyu who suggested: "Saint Envoy Handan, since we have fifty boxes of birthday gifts, why not give one box of birthday gifts and one staff?"
That is fifty strokes of the cane.
This punishment is neither too severe nor too light, it all depends on how hard the person is hit.
But if the people from South Vietnam take action, it would not be a good thing.
Furong was unwilling to let Nanyue take over such a "good job": "Princess Fengyi likes to give advice so much, why not let you, the people of Dayu, take charge?"
Su Chenyu shook her head: "Obviously there are more suitable candidates."
"who?"
"There is a saying since ancient times that if a son is not well educated, it is the fault of his father. It is not appropriate to let the King of Xixia do it himself. As the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father. The eldest prince is Feng Feixu's biological brother, so it is best for the eldest prince to do the punishment."
Feng Huailue didn't expect that the fire would burn him again. He wanted to refuse, but the person kneeling below was his own sister. It would naturally be best if he did it.
But what will this look like and how can we control it?
"Princess Fengyi's suggestion is quite interesting." Feng Zhuohua walked into the Qinzheng Hall at this time, went straight up the steps, and sat down on the chair next to the King of Xixia without even bowing to him.
Everyone was obviously used to this scene. After all, the King of Western Xia himself didn't care, so why should they make things worse?
"Does Zhuohua think it's possible?" asked the King of Xixia.
Feng Zhuohua spoke with interest: "Why not? I have already mentioned Feixu's temper to the Queen and my eldest brother. Since they are unwilling to restrain Feixu, of course they will bear the consequences."
Feng Feixu's reputation for arrogance had long been spread. She would beat or scold the palace maids on weekdays, and the palace maids working in her palace changed very quickly. After she came of age, she left the palace to build her own residence, and a corpse would be carried out of the residence every few days.
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