The weak scholar was holding a book and reading it seriously at this moment, but after hearing what the book boy beside him said, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the weak aura immediately disappeared, replaced by a vicious face and a gloomy air.
"Is it useless?" The scholar snorted coldly, "Whatever, they are just a few prominent birds, of no great use. Mr. Duanmu said that if we can stir up the internal strife of Dashun, we should do it. If we can't, then we won't lose anything."
"But I heard that they have already said what we wanted to say through their mouths in the court." The servant bowed and said, "Since they have raised doubts about the Eighth Prince, can we continue with our plan?"
"Of course." The scholar laughed sinisterly, "Go, spread this news, saying that the Eighth Prince that Dashun hastily buried was just a corpse without a face. In fact, it was not the Eighth Prince at all, but just a corpse that was brought from nowhere. Go and spread it! We want Dashun to be in chaos, and we want the people to be uneasy. The more chaos, the happier I am!" As the man spoke, he stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and a mask as thin as a cicada's wing fell off his face. It was the Third Prince of Zong Sui, Li Guang, who sneaked into Dashun Kyoto after Bu Cong.
In a small courtyard in the capital, Dongying brought Xiaobao back from outside, carrying a lot of things in their hands. Xiaobao was very happy, and shouted to Feng Fendai in the courtyard as they walked: "Sister, Sister Dongying and I bought your favorite date cake. Xiaobao has been holding it in his arms since he brought it back. It's still hot! Come and eat it, sister."
The child ran to Fendai, took out a bag of jujube cakes from his arms, and handed it to Fendai like offering a treasure. There was oil on the cakes, which soaked the oil paper bag and stained Fendai's clothes. She frowned habitually and was about to scold Xiaobao. Seeing this, Dongying hurriedly said, "Miss, the young master was afraid that the jujube cakes would be unpalatable if they got cold, so he kept them in his arms all the way. He is very careful! Miss, try it quickly, the young master also means well."
Fendai stopped scolding him, looking at the cake that was already deformed in her arms, she couldn't tell what she felt. She was still not very nice to Xiaobao, spanking him every now and then, and scolding him three times a day. But for some reason, the child didn't remember any grudges. No matter how she spanked or scolded him, he was afraid at the time, but not long after, he would rush to her again, calling her sister and sister sweetly, and always gave her the most delicious and fun things he thought.
Dong Ying once told her that this was family affection, and that they were all connected by blood no matter what. But Feng Fendai didn't believe it. What kind of blood connection was that? Which of the children in the Feng family was not related to her by blood? But what was the use? They were still calculating each other's life and death. Until today, those who were still alive basically had no contact with each other. But think about it again, if this child was originally Feng Jinyuan's seed, then he would be really close to her! One father and one mother, but much closer than those sisters in the Feng family. Unfortunately, if this child was not Feng Jinyuan's seed, she could treat him better. If he was really Feng Jinyuan's seed, she would be so disgusted that she wanted to strangle him to death.
Feng Fendai was always thinking, Xiaobao just stared at her blankly, and when he saw the fierce expression on her face, he couldn't help but take two steps back. He knew that this was a sign that his sister was going to get angry, and he had to try to avoid it to avoid being beaten again.
Dongying protected Xiaobao and whispered to him, "Young Master, please go back to the courtyard first. I will help you give this snack to the young lady."
"Why are you hiding? Just sit here!" Feng Fendai came back to her senses. After hearing what Dong Ying said, she couldn't help but shook her head and kicked a small stool at her feet forward, "Xiao Bao, sit down."
Xiaobao sat down obediently. He was like that. Even though he knew his sister might beat him, he was willing to sit next to her because she was his only relative in the world. He always believed that his sister would only beat and scold him when she was upset. When she was in a good mood, she was still nice to him. He couldn't leave his sister. Even if she was beaten to death, she was still his sister!
The little hand reached out to Fendai again, holding a piece of date cake in her hand: "Sister, eat."
Feng Fendai took the pastry and reached out to rub Xiaobao's head. This action made Xiaobao very happy and he smiled sweetly.
Fendai felt a little sad, and she asked Dongying: "I heard that Princess Yu left the capital, do you know where she went?"
Dongying said: "I heard from people outside that he went to the Winter Realm. Many people are spreading the word! They say that Prince Yu and Princess Yu have a deep relationship, and they must go together even if they go to the battlefield."
Fen Dai shrugged. Their feelings were deep! Really deep! They wanted to live together and die together, but why couldn't she wait for such a person?
Dong Ying had been with her for too long, and could tell what she was thinking just by looking at her expression. She couldn't help but sigh and said, "In fact, there are people who are willing to live and die with the young lady."
"Are you talking about Xuan Tianyan? He's a prince, why would he live and die with me?" Feng Fendai ate the date cake. There was no change on her face when she mentioned Xuan Tianyan, but a layer of gloom still passed through her heart, gently and unnoticeably.
"I heard that the concubine of the Fifth Prince is very favored, and he has also brought several concubines into the palace. Miss, don't you have any plans?" She wanted to ask if Fendai would not be angry or jealous? But as soon as she saw Fendai's expression, she knew that this lady's heart was too hard, so hard that she would not even be jealous. She only loved herself, never the Fifth Prince.
"No." Feng Fendai said coldly: "Even if there is a plan, Xuan Tianyan will not be involved in that plan. There is no connection between him and me anymore. Don't mention his affairs again in the future!" She handed Xiaobao a sip of water and told him: "Eat slowly, be careful not to choke."
Suddenly, she remembered that many years ago, when the fifth prince proposed to her for marriage, she went shopping with Han, who was still alive at that time, and met a concubine of Prince Li's mansion. She was so angry at that time, but why is she not angry at all now? Because she has no feelings? No, she has never loved Xuan Tianyan much. All she wants is the title of a prince's wife. After thinking about it, the reason why she is no longer angry should be that her state of mind is different! Now that she has lost the comparison and vanity of the past, whether she is the prince's wife is not so important. No matter how hard she tries, she can't compare with Feng Yuheng. Even if she uses all her life's strength, she will still be suppressed by him in the end. So since this is destined, why should she fight again?
Without the desire to compete, she also lost the energy to be jealous. Whether there was another woman in Prince Li's mansion was no longer of any significance to her.
She withdrew her thoughts and stopped thinking about the past. However, she heard some noise on the street outside the door, so she told Dongying, "Go out and see what people are arguing about."
Dongying followed her instructions and went outside to inquire. When she came back after a while, she had a serious expression on her face. She said to Fendai, "Miss, when I took the young master out to buy snacks just now, I heard about something. It was said that someone in the court questioned the death of the eighth prince. The reason was that when the eighth prince was buried, his face was completely destroyed and it was impossible to tell whose body it was. I didn't take it seriously at first, but I didn't expect the news to spread so quickly. Now people outside are actually talking about it. Not only that, I heard that someone has even gone to the gate of the government to beat the drum and complain, saying that their family's newly buried grave was dug up overnight. They originally thought it was dug by wild beasts, but when the news of the eighth prince came out, they suspected that the fake eighth prince was the person in their new grave and demanded to open the coffin for an autopsy!"
"What?" Fendai was shocked. "How could such a thing happen?" She thought about it again and felt that it was a bit absurd. "It can't be fake! That matter was handled by the Seventh Prince. How could someone like the Seventh Prince lie? I'm afraid someone deliberately used the Eighth Prince's death to make a fuss!" She told Dongying: "Go and drive away the people who are standing at the door of our house and making loud noises. I don't like to hear their chatter."
She stood up and went back to her room, feeling very upset. The matter of the Eighth Prince was brought up again, and there would always be someone who would fall into it. Who would it be this time? She had a faint worry in her heart.
Xu Jingyuan from the Ministry of Justice handled the incident personally. The man who beat the drum was brought to the court of the Ministry of Justice. They were a couple in their fifties. As soon as they arrived at the court, they began to cry bitterly, saying that their son had died of lung disease a few months ago, and they buried their son with their own hands. Because the family was too poor to buy a coffin, they wrapped the body in a mat and buried it shallowly at the foot of the mountain outside the capital. But not long after, they found that the grave had been dug up and the body inside was gone. They thought it was taken away by wild animals and cried bitterly. But today, when they heard about the burial of the eighth prince, they felt it was strange, because the time was almost the same. The day after their son's body was found missing, the faceless eighth prince was buried, which made them have to doubt.
After hearing the complaint, the people outside the hall began to discuss the authenticity of the Eighth Prince's death. Some even boldly speculated that the Eighth Prince might not be dead yet, and the royal family was just using a fake corpse without a face to deceive the public. The Eighth Prince must still be alive.
There was a lot of discussion at once, and even if Xu Jingyuan angrily hit the gavel, it still couldn't stop the people's speculation. The Eighth Prince, who had not been mentioned for a long time, returned to the topic of people in this way. Xu Jingyuan felt that this matter was a little out of control, and there must be someone behind the scenes manipulating the development of the situation. But who is that person?
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After traveling rapidly all the way, the 500,000-strong army led by the seventh prince Xuan Tianhua finally passed through Fuzhou that night and circled to ten miles outside the south gate of Bincheng.
Under the cover of night, he ordered the army to set up camp. The general's tent had just been set up, and before he had even had time to decorate the interior, a soldier trotted over, saluted and said, "Seventh Prince, there is a woman outside who wants to see you!"
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