590 Relationship, what is my mother?

A quarter of an hour later, the soldier bought the door. Under Feng Qingchen's supervision, the guards holding knives and guns put down their spears, took off their armor, spat, rubbed their hands, and changed their careers to carpenters.

These guards were good at arresting and killing people, but it was definitely difficult for them to remove and install doors. It took a lot of effort to remove the broken door. Similarly, they used all their strength to install the two new doors, but...

"It's crooked!" Feng Qingchen criticized.

"It doesn't match!" Feng Qingchen continued to be dissatisfied.

"Would there be such a big gap on your door?" Feng Qingchen said unhappily.

"Whose door would be asymmetrical? Can such a door be closed? Are you making it easy for thieves? Do you think my guards are too idle?" It's not that Feng Qingchen is picky, it's just that these people didn't install it properly and there was one bolt missing.

The guards had no choice but to unload and load again. The guards who were usually arrogant were as obedient as grandsons at this time, which frightened the spies outside the door so much that they couldn't close their mouths for a long time.

"Is this guy a Royal Guard? Is this guy a Royal Guard? He's poking my eyes out. I'm dazzled."

"How dare she train the Royal Guards like grandsons? Is she still a woman? She blinded my eyes."

"Is this woman really Feng Qingchen? At the gate of Feng Mansion, I saw her being blocked by a group of maids and had no way to go. Now... Damn it, are there still maids who dare to block her?"

Feng Qingchen didn't care how angry the Imperial Guards were or what the spies outside said about her. She only nodded and agreed to let them leave when she was satisfied. Of course, when she left, she did not forget to remind the commander of the Imperial Guards to take the broken door away.

The commander of the Imperial Guard took two steps, then turned back and took the broken door away without daring to say a word. Only if they followed Feng Qingchen's wishes could they go back smoothly, otherwise they would be the ones who would be tortured.

With the broken door in hand, the guards fled out of the west courtyard at an unprecedented speed.

"Feng Qingchen, you are so handsome." Zhai Dongming supported his chin with both hands, rested his elbows on the chair, and looked at Feng Qingchen with admiration.

"I'm a woman, so the word handsome isn't appropriate. You can say I'm charming." Feng Qingchen stood up gracefully and walked into the house, motioning Zhai Dongming to come in as well. She had something to say to Zhai Dongming.

After making sure that no one was in the room, Feng Qingchen took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and said, "My Lord, if there is nothing else, please collect the items listed above for me. We must do this in secret and not be discovered by anyone. Once the items are collected, place them in the newly built Feng Mansion."

"What is this? What do you want these things for?" Zhai Dongming looked at the things like charcoal and sulfur written on the paper, extremely confused.

"Shh!" Feng Qingchen put his index finger to his lips, leaned forward, and whispered in Zhai Dongming's ear: "Don't ask too much about the murderous thing, and don't tell anyone else. This matter can only be known by the two of us. Believe me, I am doing this to save the Ninth Uncle."

There are some things she doesn't want to use, but she has to use them. How can she force the emperor to release the people without creating chaos?

Feng Qingchen suppressed her uneasiness. Things had come to this point, and she could only lower her standards. As long as these harmful things didn't happen to ordinary people, it would be fine.

The battlefield is ruthless, it's either you die or I live, she can't be too soft-hearted, she can't afford the consequences of being soft-hearted, she would rather let others die than her own people die.

Seeing Feng Qingchen's solemn expression, Zhai Dongming also became cautious. After memorizing the contents and amount on the paper, he took out a fire starter and burned the paper in front of Feng Qingchen: "Except you and me, no third person will know." In other words, he would not tell even his grandfather.

Zhai Dongming's promise is indeed heavy.

"Thank you very much, Young Master. I'll treat you to a drink later. I brewed ten jars of peach blossom wine at the beginning of the year. Although it's only one year old, it's delicious. Dig it out later and we'll have a good drink together." Feng Qingchen was neither polite nor took it for granted. Instead, he used this method to express his gratitude.

This means that she is grateful for Zhai Dongming's help, but does not regard Zhai Dongming as an outsider.

The best way to bring two people closer together is to ask the other person for a favor that is neither too big nor too small, owe the other person a favor, and then share a common secret.

"Okay, just the two of us, no more, not even Jin Ling." Zhai Dongming agreed happily, and when he saw Feng Qingchen nod, his face was flushed with joy.

"Hahaha... I've made a profit. I'm going to drink all ten jars of wine, then tell Jin Ling and make him envy me to death."

Feng Qingchen just smiled and said nothing. If you look closely, you will find that after Zhai Dongming agreed to help, Feng Qingchen's brows relaxed a lot.

Although she believed in the Ninth Prince, she couldn't help but worry when something like this happened. It's just... there were too many people watching her openly or secretly. She couldn't show the slightest bit of anxiety or uneasiness. She could only act as if everything was calm and the situation was in her control. Only in this way could she calm people's hearts and prevent the power that the Ninth Prince had worked so hard to build from collapsing.

At this moment, her every move represents the Ninth Prince. If she panics or gets confused, others will be even more panicked, and then the Ninth Prince will be in real danger.

No matter what, she couldn't put the Ninth Uncle in danger!

After the commander of the Imperial Guard returned to the palace, he nervously recounted in detail what had happened in the west courtyard, and apologized to the emperor for not being able to capture Feng Qingchen.

He thought the emperor would be furious, but he didn't say a word from beginning to end. After he finished his report, the emperor ordered him to leave.

The commander of the Imperial Guard thought he had misheard until the eunuch in the hall reminded him. Then he stood up tremblingly. His legs were a little weak, but he did not dare to stay any longer. He walked out of the door, looked at the unclear sky, and let out a long breath.

The sky is so blue!

After the commander of the imperial guards left, the emperor dismissed the eunuchs, leaving him alone in the hall.

The emperor was sitting alone on the dragon throne, his face twisted, his eyes wide open, veins bulging on the back of his hands, as if he was trying hard to suppress his anger.

He hates and resents. He is the emperor, but there are things he cannot get.

"Ah..." The emperor roared angrily, no longer able to endure it, and swept the memorials on the table to the ground.

"Mother Dongling, Mother Dongling, what a great Mother Dongling, Father, you are so biased, so biased, can't you see anyone else besides them and their son?

I am also your son, and my mother is also your concubine, but you have never seen me and my son together. His mother is the Queen Mother of Dongling, so what is my mother? He has the phoenix hairpin of the Queen Mother of Dongling in his hand, so what is my queen?

Father, I am the Emperor of Dongling, my mother is the Queen Mother of Dongling, and my Queen is the Queen Mother of Dongling! He is nothing, nothing..."

"Father, I am unwilling to accept this, I am unwilling to accept this..."

After the angry curse, the hall was filled with the sound of clanging sounds. The eunuchs and palace maids outside the hall all shrank back, wishing they had not brought ears so that they would not have to hear the emperor's voice.

Unfortunately... these palace maids and eunuchs were destined to be unlucky. When the emperor recovered from his rage, he straightened his messy clothes, walked out with dignity and gait, without any sign of having been angry.

The eunuchs and maids breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't know that as soon as the emperor left the palace, he ordered his personal eunuchs, "Execute all the maids, eunuchs and guards on duty in the Hall of Supreme Harmony today."

"I obey your order." The emperor's personal eunuch nodded in agreement and wiped the sweat off his forehead only after the emperor left.

Fortunately, the emperor did not order his execution, so he escaped. When the emperor was about to order the execution of all the palace maids, eunuchs, and guards in this palace, he heard the sharp cry of the young eunuch...

"Report... Eight hundred miles, eight hundred miles, urgent!"