The people at the gate of Baicaotang were very upset. They all felt that they had been deceived. Not only did they believe in Baicaotang, but they also believed in the fake princess. They even bowed to the impostor many times on the street.
So people rushed into Baicaotang and called Fang Rujiang out. Everyone knew that Baicaotang was opened by Fang Rujiang and Princess Ji'an. Now that the fake Princess couldn't be found, they had to ask Fang Rujiang about it.
Fang Rujiang stood in the crowd with a helpless look on his face, constantly bowing and apologizing to people, and said loudly: "I'm really sorry, fellow villagers, I am also a victim! When you say that, I also feel that I have been deceived. To be honest, in order to invite the princess to help everyone see the doctor, the threshold of the Feng Mansion was almost broken by me, but later they simply stopped letting me in, and it was extremely difficult to see anyone in the Feng Mansion. Recently, I also felt that there was something wrong with the princess. Now that everyone has analyzed it together, plus the words of the Ninth Prince that day, and the words of the peddler today, I think being deceived has become a fact! I am sorry for everyone, for believing in that fake princess and opening this Baicao Hall. Don't worry, I will close the Baicao Hall immediately and never open it again. At the same time, I will report to the authorities. I hope everyone can bear witness together!"
When the people heard what Fang Rujiang said, they knew that they couldn't blame him. After all, it was the prefect who took the lead in recognizing the princess's identity. Why shouldn't they believe it? So everyone nodded and was willing to testify. But someone raised a question: "Where can we go to complain? The prefect's mansion has been surrounded."
Fang Rujiang thought for a moment and said, "Let's go and complain to His Majesty the Ninth Prince! First, find the soldiers surrounding the prefectural government. They are His Majesty the Ninth Prince's men. Ask them to help pass on a message that a fake princess has appeared in Lanzhou City and we want to report it to the authorities!"
"Yes! Let's do it! Let's go! Let's report to the authorities!" As people talked, they hurried towards the prefectural government.
At the corner of the street, Fu Ya was leaning against the wall wearing a veil. All her strength was gone. If it weren't for her maid Xiao Tao'er supporting her, she would have almost fallen.
"What should we do?" Fu Ya asked Xiao Tao'er, "You have always been a girl with many ideas. Tell me, what should we do now?"
Xiao Tao'er thought about it for a while and said seriously: "It depends on the princess's own choice."
"Don't call me Princess anymore, you're just deceiving yourself. I know that the servants in the mansion are all arranged by Lord Ji, that is, arranged by the Eighth Prince. As for my identity, even if they don't know it clearly, they can at least guess about 70% of it. Especially you, since you can be arranged to be my close attendant, you should understand everything, right?"
After hearing what she said, Xiao Taoer stopped pretending to be stupid and just nodded and said, "We are all Eighth Prince's people and we are doing the same thing. Xiao Taoer is by your side and naturally wants to share your worries. Now you are in such a predicament, Xiao Taoer also understands your difficulties, so this matter still depends on your own choice. If you want to escape, the world is so big that you should be able to do it. But once you escape, it is equivalent to giving up future opportunities. No matter whether the Eighth Prince is good or bad in the future, it has nothing to do with you. It can be said that if you choose to escape, your previous efforts will be in vain. It is equivalent to you taking half of the road to success and giving up the second half. I personally think it is a pity."
"You still mean to persuade me not to give up." Fu Ya smiled bitterly, "But look at the situation now. What can I do if I don't give up? You don't know what kind of person the Ninth Prince is. I have lived in the capital for a long time, so I know something about him. That man is moody and kills people without blinking an eye. He was smiling at you the moment before, and he could whip you to death with a whip the next moment while chatting and laughing." She said so, but when she looked at Xuan Tianming at the gate of the mansion that day, she still deeply imprinted the purple lotus between his brows in her heart. Whenever she thought of it, her mood would be turbulent.
"But what about that?" Xiao Tao'er said, "The Ninth Prince came and quickly captured a city, but in my opinion, that's nothing. Ancient Shu is not a small country in the desert, and it doesn't have only Shaping. In addition to Shaping, they have many cities, and the deeper you go, the deeper you go into the desert, and the hotter the climate is. I don't believe that His Highness's army is really a heavenly army and is not afraid of anything. It's too early to talk about military merits now. The most important thing is that people have to be safe, but on the battlefield, this peace and security is the most difficult to come by. Accidents can happen anytime and anywhere, and the Ninth Prince may die one day. I heard that he was seriously injured in the northwest. If it weren't for Princess Ji'an, his legs would still be disabled. There will be a second time if there is a first time, not to mention that there is also His Highness the Eighth Prince making arrangements behind the scenes. This battle is not optimistic!"
After Xiao Tao'er's analysis, Fu Ya felt that it made sense, but it didn't matter. When she heard Xiao Tao'er say, "It's possible that the Ninth Prince will die one day," she felt a little unhappy. She didn't want Xuan Tianming to die. If someone had to die, let Feng Yuheng die! Just based on the feelings that the Ninth Prince had for Feng Yuheng, once Feng Yuheng died, then, based on her face, maybe there would be another way out.
Compared to the Eighth Prince whom she had never met, Fu Ya still had more feelings for the Ninth Prince Xuan Tianming. When she first came to the capital from the Northern Territory, she did not have such a state of mind, and naturally did not think much about it. But later, the situation was not very good, and it came to this point step by step, and the resentment in her heart was also aroused little by little. If she had to take this path, then she would rather her final destination be the Ninth Prince...
More than half of the people in Lanzhou believed that the princess Fu Ya was fake. At the same time, the news about the Eighth Prince in Kyoto had not spread to the Southern Realm. It was widely rumored that the Eighth Prince disregarded the lives of the people and destroyed the jade mine in the hands of Princess Ji'an in order to oppose her. Hundreds of people's lives were lost in vain. The emperor was furious and had sent the Ministry of Justice to investigate. The Eighth Prince was called to the Ministry of Justice every day for tea. The matter of escorting food and grass for the Southern Realm army was also given to the Second Prince Xuan Tianling.
Someone said: "It seems that the Eighth Prince is going to die!"
Such words spread to Feng Mansion. At that time, Feng Jinyuan and Fu Ya were sitting in the study discussing this matter. Fu Ya told Feng Jinyuan: "Even if we insist, we can't hold on for long. Fang Rujiang has already closed Baicao Hall and even wrote a big-character poster about me being a fake princess and posted it at the door of Baicao Hall. Now everyone knows that I am a fake. Just look at the people who gather at the door of our mansion every day to curse and swear. "
Feng Jinyuan also knew about this. He stamped his feet and said helplessly, "But what can we do? We have no way out now! Are we going back to Kyoto? You know, the Eighth Prince is in Kyoto now. As long as we go back, it means betrayal. If he wants to kill us, it will be the same as killing an ant. And..." Feng Jinyuan advised Fu Ya, "Don't think about running away. Don't think it's easy to hide someone in such a big world. I tell you, it's not easy at all! With the power of the Eighth Prince, his people can catch you back before you run out of the Southern Realm. By then, you won't even know how you died."
"What should we do now? We can't just sit there and waste time like this?" Fu Ya frowned and said, "Does father only want to follow the path of the Eighth Prince? Have you ever thought about what would happen to Xuan Tianming if Feng Yuheng died?"
Feng Jinyuan was stunned, "Will Feng Yuheng die?" Over the years, since the beginning when the mother and the three returned to Beijing, he had thought about this, but he never thought about it afterwards. In his eyes and heart, Feng Yuheng was simply an indestructible cockroach. If the Ninth Prince was a god of war, then his second daughter was a female god of war, and her fighting power was very strong!
Seeing Feng Jinyuan distracted, Fu Ya couldn't help but snorted: "After all, she is your daughter. No matter what, you don't want her to die, right?"
"That's not the case!" Feng Jinyuan waved his hands irritably, "I hoped she would die a few years ago, but what happened? She lived better than anyone else."
"That was in the past." Fu Ya's face darkened. "Now, the Eighth Prince wants her dead. If the Eighth Prince can really send Feng Yuheng to heaven, then even if he loses in the final battle for the throne, we will not be without a way out."
"Huh?" Feng Yuheng was stunned, with a vague bad feeling, "What do you mean?"
"What I mean is, if Feng Yuheng dies, based on the Ninth Prince's feelings for her, do you think my face will be of no use at all, father?"
"Nonsense!" Feng Jinyuan finally understood, "Are you interested in the Ninth Prince? I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible! Not to mention that the Ninth Prince is a figure like the King of Hell, just talk about Feng Yuheng. How many people have hoped that she would die countless times, including me as a father, and even sent assassins to assassinate her, but in the end, those who killed her died. Don't disbelieve it, you haven't experienced the glory of the Feng Mansion in the past few years, nor have you witnessed with your own eyes how Feng Yuheng uprooted the Feng family step by step. You haven't experienced the things that the Feng family has experienced, and you haven't seen what kind of Jade-faced Rakshasa is who came back from the mountains in the northwest, so you can say such things, I don't blame you. But today, my words are also here. If you still want to live with the thoughts just now, you must not move!"
"Father!" Fu Ya stood up, walked around the room a few times, and said, "Father, you are trying your best to boost others' morale and destroy your own prestige. Well, I won't talk about these things for now, I just want to ask you, father, if we continue to be tied to the rope of the Eighth Prince as you said, then what should we do now? Tell me, what should we do now? We dare not even leave the house all day long, and the Lanzhou governor, Lord Ji, is locked up in the governor's mansion. Who can we rely on?"
Feng Jinyuan also knew the seriousness of the matter. He frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Don't worry. The servants in this mansion should all be the Eighth Prince's people. Now is not the time to save face. I will ask them if there is any way to contact the Eighth Prince. It would be best if we could send a letter to the Eighth Prince. The Eighth Prince must give an explanation on what to do."
Fu Ya was not optimistic about this at all. She said nothing and quietly left the study. How long would it take to write a letter and wait for a reply? Given the current situation in Lanzhou, could she wait?
It seems that she has to find a way out for herself...
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