Chapter 79 Still not happy?
Because the fire was extinguished in time, the fire at the Wei family failed to spread.
The Palace Guard was panting, and he reached out to pull the bed curtain to cover Jiang.
Fu Yi raised his eyes and said, "How can you be so disrespectful? You should cover yourself with silk."
The officers from the Palace Front Department froze there, not daring to move for a moment.
"Go and get it." The emperor said.
The Wei family's servant came back to his senses from his trance and finally raised his head: "Please, please follow me to get it."
"Your Majesty." The leader of the imperial guards who had returned from Tianguang Temple couldn't help but urge, "That temple..."
"Since it has been taken care of, there is no need to rush." The emperor said, turning his head to look at the other side.
The imperial physician from the Prince's Mansion had hurried over and was squatting in front of Cheng Nianying, applying medicine to her.
At this moment, Cheng Nianying no longer thought he was a quack. She just sat there without saying a word, her forearm still firmly grasped by Fu Yi, unable to be pulled back.
The imperial physician spread the powder over the hideous wound. Cheng Nianying's fingertips twitched uncontrollably, and the people around her felt a pang of pain in their hearts. Even the prince turned his face away in unbearable pain.
Only the emperor and Fu Yi stared at it intently.
The imperial physician said, "This is to wash away the blood stains."
Then another layer of medicine powder was sprinkled on: "This is to promote wound healing."
Another layer: "This is to isolate the filth from the outside world."
He kept muttering, "Don't let the sore get wet, don't sweat, and don't let it get exposed to the wind..."
A thought popped into Cheng Nianying’s mind—I’m going to stink.
It was rare for so many people to listen to the imperial physician's ramblings quietly. He finished giving his long medical instructions, put away his medicine box, and bowed before the emperor, "Your Majesty, I have treated the Princess's injury."
The emperor then asked, "Huai Yan, can you still go to Tianguang Temple with me now?"
Fu Yi looked at Cheng Nianying.
It doesn't matter whether he goes or not, the result is already determined and there will be no mistakes.
But she must be very curious...
"I just heard the report and I am worried, so I will ask Yurong to endure two more hours of suffering before returning to the Prince's Mansion."
When the emperor heard this, he knew that he wanted to take the princess with him.
He was a little surprised, but then he thought...it was normal for Fu Yi to be worried about Qin Yurong in this state.
"Well, let's go together." The emperor said.
Fu Yi pulled Cheng Nianying up from the chair, and the group walked out of the yard.
Cheng Nianying walked slowly. Before she stepped out of the hospital gate, she turned back to glance at Wei Yanhua. It was a quick glance... Fu Yi raised his hand and pressed it on the side of her cheek, turning her back to her normal state.
They got on the carriage of the Prince's Mansion.
"Huai Yan, what do you think was discovered in Tianguang Temple that caused the imperial guards to be so terrified?" the emperor asked.
“No matter how big the matter is, how can it be bigger than the sky?”
"Yes, how can it be greater than heaven?" The emperor relaxed his posture, leaning his back against the carriage wall, and looked at Fu Yi again with a complicated look. This was why he relied on Fu Yi.
No matter what the time, this person can really give people a sense of security and peace of mind.
He watched, then suddenly laughed helplessly and said, "You're holding Yurong too tightly."
Fu Yi paused for a moment, released his hand, and then mentioned another person: "How would Your Majesty like to deal with Wei Xing?"
"Disposal? Shouldn't it be a reward? He has the merit of saving the emperor."
Cheng Nianying, who had not reacted at first, couldn't help but prick up her ears.
She heard Fu Yi continue, "There's no rebellion in Kuizhou, so why would you want to rescue the emperor?"
The emperor was silent.
After a while, he said, "There's no way to deal with it."
But Cheng Nianying clearly remembered Fu Yi saying that the emperor would definitely kill Wei Xing because Wei Xing knew too much.
Oh, yes...that's how noble people always speak.
The more you want something, the more you hide your thoughts and say completely opposite words.
"I know that Your Majesty is a person who clearly distinguishes between rewards and punishments. Now that the girl from the Wei family has lost her mother, why doesn't Your Majesty reward her? She will naturally be grateful. If a father has made a contribution, it is also common sense for his son to inherit it." Fu Yi said in a light tone.
But he said "inheritance".
Everything that belongs to a dead person needs someone to inherit.
"Your Majesty sympathizes with her for losing her mother, which also demonstrates your majesty's benevolence." Fu Yi finished his last sentence.
The emperor also joined in: "My dear minister, what you say makes sense."
He rolled up the curtain and whispered to the people outside, "Take Wei Xing to Tianguang Temple."
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The carriage stopped at the gate of Tianguang Temple, and immediately men in armor came forward to help the emperor.
The emperor went down first.
Then Fu Yi held the car door by himself and walked out. Seeing this, Wu Xun hurried to help him, but Fu Yi turned around and reached out to Cheng Nianying who was still in the car.
He was going to help her.
Cheng Nianying glanced down, dodged, and jumped off the carriage by herself.
Fu Yi: “…”
Fu Yi took the new cloak from Wu Xun, shook it open, and put it on Cheng Nianying.
Seeing this, others did not dare to urge him. Didn't you see that the emperor was watching with great tolerance?
Fu Yi pulled Cheng Nianying's hat and said in a low voice, "I thought you should be happy."
Cheng Nianying asked in a muffled voice, "What are you happy about?"
"Wei Xing's death is a foregone conclusion." Fu Yi whispered in her ear, "Should your unhappiness subside?"
Cheng Nianying didn't want to speak at first, but after thinking for a moment, she responded, "Well, I am happy."
If there is no response, what if the prince turns around and doesn't let Wei Xing die?
"Are you happy?" Fu Yi lowered his eyes and looked at his hands, "Then why..."
Cheng Nianying reacted and said in a muffled voice: "If you help me, I'm afraid we'll fall to the ground together."
Fu Yi: “…”
Fu Yi's smile returned: "I see."
"Huai Yan, why are you whispering with Yurong at this time?" The emperor was helpless.
Fu Yi turned around, his expression unchanged: "Yurong's wound hurts a little."
Cheng Nianying glanced at him.
He is also a good liar.
"Don't leave any scars." The emperor led the way. "Be sure to take good care of it when you get back."
"Yes." Fu Yi responded and walked through the door with Cheng Nianying.
Looking at Tianguang Temple at this time, all the monks had been stripped of their robes and tied up with ropes. The imperial guards kicked them on the backs, making it impossible for them to get up.
They walked all the way and finally arrived in front of the main hall.
Cheng Nianying was very familiar with this place. She had previously sat here and painted a turtle.
"Your Majesty." Someone came out of the hall and knelt before the emperor. "We have discovered a secret passage in the hall that leads directly to the head of the Buddha statue. There is a platform there with an altar."
He thought to himself that Cheng Nianying had been there.
But the altar?
Isn't there just one chair?
"Altar? What's on it?" asked the emperor.
Obviously he also knew that the other party would not mention this discovery for no reason.
"What is being offered is a doll." The man buried his head tightly and presented it with both hands.
The emperor took it and slammed it to the ground. "Does it want to enjoy the incense of the whole world and be the most popular?"
"And... and this thing..." The man handed it over again.
The emperor took it and looked at it, but this time it did not fall to the ground.
It was still a doll.
Fu Yi asked in a low voice, "Is that your Majesty's birth date?"
The emperor did not answer Fu Yi's question. He turned his head and stared at the prince, saying, "What a great altar."
The prince picked up the doll on the ground in disbelief: "This, this can't be my son's... this..." His voice paused, probably because he saw the birth date written on the back.
At this moment, truth or falsehood no longer matters.
Because this item was enshrined in the Buddha statue, it was worshipped by countless people and received countless incense burns.
The emperor is really...intolerable.
The person who answered got up from the ground, leaned close to the emperor's ear, and whispered a few words.
The emperor's expression grew increasingly grim. He closed his eyes, then opened them again. "There are even monks in the temple who have confessed that you used this place to molest the noble ladies of the capital. Do you intend to use this to control their fathers, brothers, or even their husbands?"
"Father..." the prince just started.
The emperor took a booklet from the hand of someone beside him and slammed it hard in his face: "The names are clearly recorded in it, even their family backgrounds are written in it. What a big calculation!"
Cheng Nianying's eyelids twitched, and she thought of the Wuning Marquis Mansion.
At this moment, Fu Yi reached out and grasped her fingertips. He wanted to ask her what she was worried about. But her hand was cold. It was as if she had not yet recovered from the pain.
Fu Yi pursed his lips and finally stopped threatening her.
"I want to depose the prince." The emperor said suddenly.
The last time I vented my anger in Kuizhou, it was not as powerful as this sentence.
Tianguang Temple became the last link in the entire situation, weighing heavily on the prince's head.
"Father! How could you do this!" The prince, who had thought that things were looking up, was now being repeatedly accused of a bigger crime. How could he understand this?
In a rage, he was about to walk towards the emperor.
Seeing him like this, the emperor naturally didn't want him to get close, and quickly winked to the side.
Then the imperial guards rushed forward and knocked him down.
"Father! Father!" the prince shouted angrily.
The emperor stopped looking at him, turned away and suppressed his anger: "Bring Wei Xing up here, and have him search the secret passage to see if there is anything left."
Isn't Tianguang Temple going to be set on fire?
It is very common for someone to die accidentally in a fire.
The people below responded: "Yes!"
The emperor turned to look at Fu Yi and said, "I thought you were going to ask me to investigate further."
"Having come to this, there's no point in trying to persuade him." Fu Yi looked in the direction where the Crown Prince was being led away. "If it's true, then the crime is unforgivable. If it's false, how could the Crown Prince be so easily framed and harmed?"
What you said... Do you think he is not capable enough?
The prince instantly became even more furious: "Fu Yi! I will kill you!"
"Your mouth... I'm the only one who can tolerate your frank words." The emperor shook his head. "Alright, you and Yurong can go back first."
Fu Yi bowed and walked out with Cheng Nianying.
I didn't take many steps.
A guard passed by hurriedly.
Fu Yi glanced back, his lips curled up slightly, and then asked Cheng Nianying nonchalantly, "Does it still hurt?"
The imperial guard came straight to the emperor, sweating profusely, his expression anxious: "Your Majesty... I, I dare to make a new discovery..."
"What's your new discovery? Come forward and tell me."
"That altar table seems quite new."
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