Feng Yuheng's tit-for-tat forced the people in the hall to be speechless for a moment. Even the eighth prince Xuan Tianmo stopped talking and seemed to want to lose.
But Feng Yuheng didn't plan to let him off so easily. Damn it, she used her skills to seek benefits for Dashun, and ended up getting into trouble. How could she not vent her anger? She looked at the Eighth Prince and snorted coldly: "Since the Eighth Prince feels that my skills are of unknown origin, then from now on, Ah Heng will not use them for outsiders. Tomorrow I will notify Baicaotang in the capital to close down and no longer treat patients. And the new steel being refined in the camp outside the capital, I will also ask them to stop, and the people will be dismissed, and they will no longer make steel. Your Highness, do you think this is a good idea? I really don't understand. I use my skills to treat people, make steel for Dashun, build a kingdom, and seek benefits. Why do you dislike it? Why can you expect Dashun to be better?" He asked. Where did I learn my skills? You don't care where you learned them! I want to ask you what unique skills your master has taught you since you were a child. Where did these things come from? Can you tell me? Or will your master tell me? Who doesn't have ancestral skills that can't be shared with others? Have you ever heard of anyone spreading their ancestral secret recipes everywhere? Have you ever seen anyone tell others where their ancestral secret recipes came from and let others learn them? At least I use them openly and honestly to benefit Dashun. Then, Eighth Prince, do you dare to teach me your unique martial arts? And pass them on to everyone in Dashun?"
Feng Yuheng spoke out all the grievances in his heart in one breath, and his voice of accusation made the Eighth Prince speechless. He thought it was simple, and underestimated Feng Yuheng's ability to quibble. It seems that this girl has been trained very well by Lao Jiu, and she has learned the essence! Xuan Tianmo had nothing to say to Feng Yuheng's questioning, because just as Feng Yuheng said, everyone has some secret skills that cannot be mentioned to outsiders, not to mention the Persians he knew. He didn't think about it at first, but now that Feng Yuheng said so, he was indeed negligent. How can a traveling doctor and a group of dancers represent Persia? Even the Persian imperial physician cannot represent Persian medical skills. At least Yao Xian, the genius doctor of Dashun, has many techniques that outsiders don't know at all.
Seeing him standing there without saying anything for a long time, Tianwu finally couldn't stand it anymore. He was waiting to see the fun, and after waiting for a long time, Lao Ba used this to fool him? Ah Heng was right! What ability does my master have? Why should he be known to everyone? I am willing to practice medicine quietly, is that not okay? Is it illegal? Why do you say I can't do it when you haven't heard of it? Damn it, he has a unique way to snore, which he has only studied and developed in the past three years. Who else in the world knows it except Xiao Yuanzi? He was so angry that his eyes bulged, and he stared at Xuan Tianmo and said loudly: "Nonsense! I think your brain is not working well after staying in the south, and you bring everything to the hall! Ah Heng has done so many good things for our Dashun. Is she a spy? It's better to give me more spies like her! It's better to have one for each country. My Dashun will rely on those spies for further prosperity!"
Tianwu was furious, and Xuan Tianmo had nothing to say. He knew that he had done something wrong, because the Persians were too hard to come by. It was said that more than half of the Wuji died on their way to Dashun when they were crossing the sea on a large ship. He brought them back in a fit of rage, but he didn't expect this outcome.
Xuan Tianmo's most powerful point is that he is extremely flexible. Once he realizes that it is his fault, he will stop struggling and admit his mistake immediately with a very good attitude. He walked to the front and knelt in front of the hall. He kowtowed to Tianwu first, and then said: "It is all my negligence. I have been guarding the border for many years, and my heart has always been tense. I have to take people to the border to check at the slightest sign of trouble. Over time, I have developed this sensitive and vigilant habit. Father, please forgive me. I will not be so careless next time." After that, he said to Feng Yuheng: "It is all my fault. Can you forgive me? I will definitely make amends and satisfy you."
Xuan Tianming shrugged and smiled, then tilted his head and whispered to Xuan Tianhua, "See? When it comes to etiquette, that girl's eyes widen again."
Xuan Tianhua also saw Feng Yuheng's greed for money and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "This girl."
Xuan Tianming's words were not only heard by the Seventh Prince, but also by the Sixth Prince who was sitting on the other side. He could not help but be stunned for a moment, and then looked at Feng Yuheng, but felt that this little money-grubber who was a little blinded by money and the woman who lived up to all his expectations and the woman with a vibrant body in the manor outside the capital were somewhat unrelated. But she was still real and lovely, which made him say: "Eighth brother, you have to apologize to Ninth brother's wife."
The Sixth Prince's words shocked everyone in the hall, because the Sixth Prince had always been different from the Seventh Prince. The Seventh Prince was a god, but a partial god. Everyone knew that he was in the same group with the Ninth Prince, so if the Seventh Prince said this, people would feel pressured, but not too surprised. But the Sixth Prince used to be devoted to studying and editing books. In the years before he left Beijing, he wanted to spend all twelve hours a day in the library. When had he ever been involved in such things? Could it be that the Sixth Prince had been recruited by the Ninth Prince?
If we talk about the most sensitive person about this matter, it must be Feng Fendai! She had agreed with Li Guiren that when the Sixth Prince returned to Beijing, Li Guiren had to do everything she could to persuade the Sixth Prince to stand on the same team with the Fifth Prince, and she couldn't stand on the wrong team. But Feng Yuheng suddenly came to interfere. When did these two get together? However, Feng Yuheng was confused and frightened, but she was not so stupid. She knew that the ones who were openly competing in the court now were the Ninth Prince and the Eighth Prince, especially the Eighth Prince, who was coming with great momentum and had the potential to suppress the Ninth Prince. But for Feng Fendai, she would rather the Ninth Prince win than the Eighth Prince have the upper hand. After all, the Eighth Prince was too unfamiliar to her, so unfamiliar that she almost didn't know anything about him. How terrible would it be to have such a person as an opponent? For a moment, she also decided on her temporary side. No matter what, she couldn't help the Eighth Prince. She could either remain neutral and watch the fun, or... help Feng Yuheng.
For a moment, everyone had their own ideas and plans, and the Eighth Prince Xuan Tianmo was still kneeling in the hall, waiting for Emperor Tianwu and Feng Yuheng to speak. But the two looked at each other, and no one wanted to speak first, especially Feng Yuheng, who spread his hands and leaned towards Tianwu: "Everything is up to the emperor, father."
Tianwu rolled his eyes in anger and threw the problem to him again! Forget it, today is the New Year, and the eighth son and the ninth daughter-in-law are quarreling. It's just a family matter. What can he say? The old emperor is not confused, and he is not so hard-hearted. He is not the kind of father who will not care about the life and death of other sons in order to protect one son. To him, the eighth son is different from the third son back then. The third son was a bastard, but the eighth son was his biological son! Even if he favored Yu Fengyuheng, he couldn't be so cruel and really do anything to his own son. Fortunately, Lao Ba also expressed his intention to give Feng Yuheng an apology. He knew Feng Yuheng's little thoughts, so he said cheerfully: "It's all a misunderstanding. Ah Heng, don't be angry. Lao Ba, you should keep your word and send the apology to the Princess's Mansion tomorrow. Don't use some junky things to fool her. Ah Heng is a girl that I hold in my hands. Your mother and I have often rewarded her with good things. It's not okay for you to give her some ordinary things and let her look down on them." After that, he said to Feng Yuheng: "Pick the good ones. If you are not satisfied with the things he took, just throw them out and ask him to send them again!"
These words did not offend either side and also illustrated a fact to people: things that can be solved with money are not problems.
Feng Yuheng accepted it. After all, she couldn't really fight a prince to the death. The Eighth Prince couldn't defeat her, and she couldn't kill the Eighth Prince. The final contest between the two sides couldn't be this kind of tit-for-tat confrontation at the palace banquet. She had to think of other ways. But... Feng Yuheng narrowed her eyes. She wasn't going to counter the moves anymore. She had to take the initiative to attack this prince and make things difficult for him.
The farce of the Persians came to a temporary end. After those people left, the queen said cheerfully: "Mo'er, get up soon, and Ah Heng should get up too. Today is the first day of the new year. Let's not talk about these things on such a good day." Then when they both stood up and left the table, she said again: "Mo'er hasn't been back to Beijing for a long time. Originally, I had something very happy to tell you today. I'm sure you've heard that Yuan Guiren likes Miss Lu Yan, the daughter of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, very much. She even wrote a letter to you about this, and you also like her and brought many gifts back to Beijing for her. This is a good thing. Your father is still thinking of granting you a marriage at today's palace banquet. Unfortunately, I heard that Miss Lu is ill and quite seriously ill. She can't get up from the bed and enter the palace. It's not easy to grant this marriage when I'm not here. In my opinion, you should also take time to visit the Lu Mansion later. I don't know what disease Miss Lu has. Of course, you should find out clearly before you come, but you must not let her get sick."
Xuan Tianmo quickly stood up again, expressed his gratitude to the Queen, and glanced at Concubine Yuan inconspicuously. Seeing that she was nodding slightly at him, he understood what was going on and sat back down.
The singing and dancing continued, and the banquet was filled with cheers. The episode just now was quickly forgotten by the people. After all, today was the first day of the Chinese New Year, and no one wanted to go to the palace and cause unpleasantness. This would not be a good thing for the whole year. Many people complained about Xuan Tianmo in their hearts. If they wanted to find fault, they could find it anytime. Why did they have to pick such a day? It is said that if the Chinese New Year is smooth, the whole year will be smooth. What is the point of making trouble?
Some people even whispered, "Princess Ji'an said she wanted to close Baicao Hall. Is she just saying it for fun? Is she really going to close it?"
Feng Yuheng heard these words, but a strange smile appeared on his lips...
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