Chapter 283 King Zhenshan was furious!



Wen Jing helplessly tapped the little girl's forehead. Enen thought Wen Jing was teasing him and started to chuckle. The originally slightly tense atmosphere was made a lot more relaxed by Enen's smile.

Wen Jing had no choice but to sit in the carriage with Xiaotuanzi in his arms. Yueyue chose to ride a horse. After getting on the carriage, Wen Jing found that Mingche and Mingyuan were also in the carriage. He was only slightly surprised and then regained his composure.

Mingche was held in Murong Shu's arms, Mingyuan was held in Song Yanran's arms, and Wen Jing greeted Song Yanran and sat next to Murong Shu.

Yueyue and Mousse were riding on horses. The prefect of Jingzhao originally wanted to say something, but seeing Mousse, he shut up immediately. He couldn't beat or scold this man, and he couldn't run away anyway, so whatever.

"Are you scared, my dear daughter?" Mousse was afraid that Yueyue would be scared. After all, it was a matter of life and death. Although he believed it was not Yueyue's fault, the incident had already happened.

Mousse had already sent someone to the Western Suburbs Camp to deliver a letter to Shu Shi, and at the same time asked Mu Sishu and Mu Siqing to investigate the cause of the incident.

Because the emperor had known about this for a long time, after arriving at the palace, they went directly to the main hall.

King Zhenshan originally just stayed to watch the fun, but when he saw Murong Shu and Song Yanran holding their son, King Zhenshan was stunned.

"Shu'er, why are Mingche and Mingyuan here too?" King Zhenshan asked in surprise, then hurried forward to hug his sons.

"Your Highness, this is a long story. We will talk about it slowly later." Murong Shu was also helpless.

The emperor now feels a throbbing pain in his head when he sees Yueyue and the three little kids.

Because there was something important to discuss, the emperor asked the palace servants to send the three little dumplings to the queen. The emperor was worried that they were starving after being away for so long.

After the three little dumplings were sent away, the party in the main hall began.

"You speak first." The emperor said to the prefect of Jingzhao.

"Your Majesty, the butler of the Minister of War came to report today that Miss Yueyue injured someone in his manor for no reason, and ended up hitting too hard and causing someone's death. He came to report the case."

The prefect of Jingzhao was just stating a fact.

"Then what?"

"Your humble servant, when we arrived at the scene, the man had indeed died, and Miss Yueyue and several young masters were surrounded by the servants of the Minister of War. Miss Yueyue was carrying the young master of the Wen family on her back and holding the young masters in her arms."

The more the Jingzhao prefect spoke, the lower his voice became, because he felt that the air pressure in the hall was getting lower and lower.

"Your humble servant... Your humble servant can only take the deceased back to Jingzhao Prefecture first, and then take Miss Yueyue back with her."

The prefect of Jingzhao wished he could disappear from the spot. The emperor, Mousse, and the King of Zhenshan were all furious.

"Yes, he is right!" Yueyue pointed at the Jingzhao prefect.

"Then why did you hit him?" This question was asked by King Zhenshan.

"En En wanted to go out and play, so I secretly took him out while my second sister-in-law and the nanny were asleep, and then we climbed over the wall to the palace. Later, Ming Che and Ming Yuan also wanted to go out, so I secretly took the three of them to the street."

Yueyue's explanation made several people gasp. Only you are brave enough to take them to the street.

"We were buying candied haws, and then that man kept following us. Yueyue was with them and it was difficult to get rid of him, so he said some unpleasant things."

Yueyue tried hard to recall what happened at that time, trying to remember it word for word.

"He said Yueyue is pretty and can go back with him and be his wife."

"You son of a bitch, luckily he died early, otherwise I wouldn't mind letting him die a few more times. The people in Shangshu Mansion are very nice."

When Mousse heard Yueyue's words, he was so angry that he wanted to torture him again.

"He also said that he didn't mind being a stepfather to Enen, Che'er and Yuan'er. He said that they are good-looking and can be sent to Fengling Pavilion when they grow up and can be sold for a large sum of money."

This time it was the King of Zhenshan who went crazy. "Zhao Qian, check for me. I want to see who gave him the courage. I won't let this go even if he dies."

King Zhenshan was furious. He asked his son to call him dad, but he was not worthy of that. He even sold his son. Fengling Pavilion, right? Very good, let’s destroy it together!

"He came up to grab Che'er, so I kicked him. I didn't use all my strength. He bumped his head against a rock and broke it. It had nothing to do with Yueyue. He scared Che'er and made him cry."

Except for the prefect of Jingzhao, everyone present knew Yueyue's fighting ability.

"That kick was too light. You should have kicked me a few more times. You'll have pissed me off to death."

When King Zhenshan heard this, his eldest son was frightened and cried. He regretted that Yueyue kicked him too lightly and wished he could carry his sword and go himself.

"Your Majesty, Uncle Emperor, Yueyue really didn't use much force. He even broke Yueyue's candied haws. Yueyue was afraid of hurting Enen, so Che'er and Yuan'er didn't run away. They were surrounded by them."

Yueyue explained why she was surrounded.

"I'll let your cousin the Emperor compensate you later, okay?" the Emperor said lovingly.

Fortunately, the little girl knows martial arts, otherwise her cousin and uncle would have caused chaos when they came back.

"Okay then, and Enen, Mingche and Mingyuan all want them." Yueyue was very happy when she heard that her cousin the emperor would compensate.

The prefect of Jingzhao was listening at the side and couldn't breathe. Wasn't this a matter of life and death? How did it turn into a discussion about candied haws?

"Your Majesty, the matter is clear now. Let me assist the Jingzhao prefect to handle this matter. I will make sure that the matter is thoroughly investigated."

Prince Zhenshan volunteered to handle the matter. The emperor was very angry and agreed directly.

"Your Majesty, I would also like to request your permission." Mousse would certainly not miss such an opportunity.

"Your Majesty, cousin, that man said there are other children on the farm." Yueyue remembered what the man had said.

"What else did he say?" Upon hearing this, the emperor suddenly felt that things were not so simple.

"He said that the Shangshu Mansion is his backer, and no one dares to do anything to him. Fengling Hall is also owned by his family."

As Yueyue spoke, more and more information was revealed. Yueyue didn't quite understand, but everyone present was smart and they immediately understood the key.

The emperor was so angry that he smashed the teacup. How dare they do that under the feet of the emperor? Who gave them the courage?

"Brother Wang, Mousse, you all should help the prefect of Jingzhao to investigate. Rescue all the children in the manor and find their families. Then close the Fengling Pavilion and find the person behind it."

The emperor would never allow anyone to do such immoral things under his nose.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. We will definitely relieve your worries." King Zhenshan and Mousse were both holding their breath and wished they could set off immediately.

The emperor asked Murong Shu and others to go to the Queen's palace, and left Wen Jing to discuss things. Mu Si and others had already gone to do what the emperor had instructed.

"Zi Yu, what do you think?" The emperor really wanted to hear Wen Jing's opinion.

"Your Majesty, you have been too merciful these years, which has made some people bolder. It's time to kill the chicken to scare the monkey."

Although Wen Jing only said these few words, the emperor understood it.


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