589 Strong Proof, the Ninth Prince Did Not Fall
Feng Qingchen had indeed gone too far, and the commander of the imperial guards was so angry that he wanted to kill someone. However, Feng Qingchen happened to be holding the phoenix hairpin, so he had to endure it no matter how dissatisfied he was.
The commander of the Imperial Guard took a deep breath, forced a stiff smile, took out a banknote from his pocket, pinched his nose and said, "Miss Feng, is one hundred taels enough?"
The two doors were worth at most twenty taels, and the remaining eighty taels were given to Feng Qingchen as a gift to calm him down.
"One hundred taels?" Feng Qingchen raised his eyebrows, looking dissatisfied. Upon hearing this, the commander of the Imperial Guards took out another bill and said, "Two hundred taels!"
Feng Qingchen was completely furious. It had been a long time since anyone had thrown money at her. The most important thing was that he wanted to throw money at her with just such a small amount of money, as if he thought she, Feng Qingchen, was crazy because of poverty.
Feng Qingchen laughed in anger and said sinisterly, "Commander, do you think I'm short of money?"
Even if she was short of money, she would not look down on one or two hundred taels of gold. When Feng Qingchen asked for something, it would be at least a thousand taels of gold.
Uh... The commander of the Imperial Guards quietly took the banknote back and asked politely, "Miss Feng, what do you want me to do?"
How to do it?
Does she need to be taught this?
Feng Qingchen raised an eyebrow and walked out, saying as he walked, "Since the master has asked, I will be frank. You kicked my door and broke it, so of course you have to be responsible for fixing it. When it's fixed, you can leave."
Feng Qingchen waved to the maid behind her, and Tong Jue and Tong Yao immediately moved a large wooden chair and placed it facing the door.
"What? You want us to repair the door?" The commander of the Royal Guards looked as if he had eaten shit. He finally understood that Feng Qingchen wanted to make things difficult for them and embarrass them.
But they were really wronged. They were just following orders, but they didn't know that they would hit a huge obstacle like Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen also said that nothing good would happen if he met him. It was obvious that nothing good would happen if he met Feng Qingchen. The last time in Feng Mansion was also the same. That half month was the most difficult time in history. This time...
Even worse, he could already imagine the emperor's rage.
The commander of the Imperial Guard shuddered, becoming more and more certain that he would be in trouble if he met Feng Qingchen.
"Your Excellency has good hearing. It's just repairing the gate." Feng Qingchen lifted her robe and stepped down gracefully. She leaned slightly to the right and supported her chin with her right hand. The queen had a strong aura. Seeing that the guards did not move for a long time, she raised her left hand impatiently: "Sir, do it."
It was obvious that she was sitting here supervising the work and she couldn't leave until her door was repaired.
The commander of the Imperial Guards found that his self-control and calmness were all gone at this moment. He suppressed his anger and said with gritted teeth: "Miss Feng, please don't go too far. We still have to return to the palace to obey orders. If we are delayed, neither you nor I can bear the consequences."
"Is that so... Since you gentlemen are in a hurry to return to the palace to report, please move faster and don't delay your important business." Feng Qingchen said calmly, as if he didn't hear the threat in the words of the commander of the Imperial Guard.
The emperor sent the imperial guards to the house arrogantly, wasn't it just to slap the face of the ninth uncle? Wasn't it just to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys? The emperor did it on the first day, so don't blame her for it on the fifteenth.
Everyone knows how to slap someone in the face.
Feng Qingchen looked at the people hanging around outside her house with a smile. The emperor's men came in such a grand manner that half of the people in the imperial city knew that the imperial guards were going to capture Feng Qingchen, but it ended up creating momentum for her.
The Imperial Guards failed to arrest anyone, and instead had to repair the gate for Feng Qingchen. If this matter were to get out, the Emperor would lose all his face and dignity.
"Miss Feng, please stop. Disrespecting His Majesty is a capital crime."
"Sir, being disrespectful to the late emperor and Empress Shengmin is a grave crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of your clan." Everyone is good at putting labels on others. During the ten years of the Cultural Revolution, there were many experts in putting labels on others.
"You..." The commander of the Royal Guards could not remain calm. He put his right hand on the hilt of the sword, as if he wanted to draw it.
Zhai Dongming had moved a chair and placed it beside Feng Qingchen before sitting down with a thud. He said innocently, "Yeah, what's going on? Didn't you say you wanted to repair the door? Hurry up. Why are you all standing there? If you delay any longer, the emperor will punish you."
Zhai Dongming had a loud voice, and his roar not only stunned the imperial guards, but also was heard by those who were watching or trying to gather information outside.
What? The Imperial Guards failed to capture people, and they also wanted to repair the gate for Feng Qingchen. This...
What does this mean? It means that the people of the Ninth Prince's faction were well prepared and the Ninth Prince would not fall.
Feng Qingchen is the Ninth Prince's woman and also his number one ally. When the Ninth Prince is not around, Feng Qingchen's every move represents the Ninth Prince and the forces behind him.
Feng Qingchen's strength is a signal, telling everyone that the Ninth Prince has not fallen.
Several servants seemed to be energized and ran towards their own houses. The master is honored and the servants are noble. Only when their master is good, can they, the servants, be so powerful and domineering.
He had to tell the master the news as soon as possible to prevent him from standing on the wrong side.
Tell the adults the news immediately. Seeing Feng Qingchen's confident look, the Ninth Uncle will be fine for sure.
…
Some were happy, some were sad. Outside the door, many people were trying to find out the news, openly or secretly, and there were also many people with worried looks on their faces.
These servants were also very clear-headed. It was clear that their master and the Ninth Prince were not on good terms. If the Ninth Prince did not overthrow their master, they would be in trouble.
Of course, there were more people who remained calm, because they didn't know which side their masters were on. At least their masters did not openly embarrass the Ninth Prince or make friends with him.
No matter what, Feng Qingchen's strength is a signal that reverses the situation that is unfavorable to the Ninth Prince.
After Zhai Dongming yelled loudly and turned the tables, the commander of the Imperial Guard knew that if he didn't repair Feng Qingchen's door today, he would not be able to leave.
"Go and buy two new doors." Although extremely reluctant, the commander of the Imperial Guards still gave the order.
It was impossible for him to repair the door, as it would be too embarrassing for the emperor. The compromise he thought of was to replace two new doors for Feng Qingchen.
"If you had done this earlier, nothing would have happened." Feng Qingchen was talking without any concern. The commander of the imperial guards was so angry that he secretly swore that he would not take any work related to Feng Qingchen in the future.
If he smashed Feng Qingchen's door, he would have to pay compensation. What if he burned down Feng Qingchen's house? Would he have to build a new one for her and burn down his own house?
Ding Dong...The truth has been revealed, Commander!
The soldier went to buy a door and couldn't come back for a while. The commander of the imperial guards didn't dare to stay in the West District courtyard for too long, so he said in a good-natured manner: "Miss Feng, I will leave a few people to install the door for you. Do you think this is okay?"
Now that you have come out, it shows how much the commander is afraid of Feng Qingchen.
"No, what if the door we buy is not suitable? Who will I ask for help? If you are tired of standing, I will ask you to bring you a chair. Anyway, we have been delayed for so long, and we won't lose a moment more." Feng Qingchen refused without thinking.
Are you kidding? She is so arrogant and presumptuous. A little more or less will make the same difference.
"Miss Feng..."
"Don't be anxious, sir. If you are anxious, you can send someone to the palace to report to the emperor first. I, Dongling, rule the world with filial piety. I think the emperor will understand." Feng Qingchen shook the phoenix hairpin in his hand, using the late emperor to put pressure on others.
The commander of the imperial guards immediately drooped his head, not daring to say anything more. He stood at the door and stared at Feng Qingchen.
Why didn't he realize Feng Qingchen was so hateful before? Is she still a woman? Is she still a woman?
Whoever marries such a strong and domineering woman will be unlucky!
At the same time, the messenger who was delivering the letter to the capital, after taking a detour for most of the day, finally got on track and rushed to the imperial city, reporting to the emperor the strange sight of thunder in the sky and the people's anxiety...