Emperor Phoenix: The Divine Doctor and Abandoned Concubine 873 Morning Court, There is no way to whitewash the peace today
"What is this?"
The Ninth Prince looked at the rags in Chun Hui and Qiu Hua's hands and asked in a cold voice.
Although Chun Hui and Qiu Hua were maids trained by the Ninth Prince's Mansion, it did not mean that they could withstand the coldness of the Ninth Prince's uncle. Under the pressure of the Ninth Prince's uncle, Chun Hui trembled and replied: "Reply, reply to the prince, this is the official dress of the Ninth Prince's wife."
"The Ninth Princess's formal dress? How could it become like this?" The temperature around the Ninth Prince dropped a few degrees.
Of course he knew that this was the Ninth Princess's formal dress. He had chosen the dress himself, so how could he not know?
"Yesterday, the Blood-Robed Guards came. Feng, Feng's mansion was..." Chun Hui felt cold all over and stammered. The Ninth Prince did not wait for her to finish and took over the conversation: "Feng's mansion was smashed, and this dress was also destroyed by the Blood-Robed Guards, right?"
"Yes, yes." Chun Hui and Qiu Hua nodded repeatedly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Now that the Ninth Prince had said it, they didn't need to say anything more.
"Hmph..." The Ninth Prince sneered, "Do you think I'm a fool? I would believe you. You are so bold that you dare to lie to me. Tell me, what's going on?"
Even if the Blood-Clothed Guards had a hundred guts, they would not dare to take out their anger on the Ninth Princess's dress. It was most likely that Feng Qingchen had damaged the dress, and then put the blame on Dongling Ziluo.
She really is willing to do so!
"I dare not, I dare not deceive the prince. I don't know what happened. Yesterday, the Blood-Clothed Guards came to the Feng Mansion and smashed and looted everything. Except for the ancestral hall and the small wooden house, no place in the Feng Mansion was spared. When I was cleaning up the courtyard, I saw the Ninth Princess's formal dress on the ground." Frightened by the Ninth Prince, Chunhui and Qiuhua calmed down and finished what they said in one breath.
Even though he knew that the two maids were lying with their eyes open, the Ninth Prince could not get angry with them, because they came here on Feng Qingchen's orders.
Feng Qingchen was getting better and better at manipulating people. All the secret guards and maids he sent out were on his side.
The Ninth Prince didn't know whether he should be happy or angry. He was too lazy to argue with the two servants. He told them to put down their clothes and get out of here as far away as possible and not stay here to get in his way.
"I'll take my leave." Chunhui and Qiuhua ran out crawling. After leaving the side hall, they realized that just a few words had made them break out in cold sweats.
"Qiuhua, do you think the prince believes it?" Chunhui was still in shock, with deep uneasiness in her eyes. She looked at Qiuhua with a pale face.
If they messed up, they would be in trouble. They had made good preparations in Feng Mansion, but she felt guilty when she saw the Ninth Prince and dared not even look up at him.
Qiu Hua wanted to smile to comfort herself and Chun Hui, but she found that the corners of her mouth were stiff and she couldn't smile. She could only shake her head stiffly: "How could the prince believe us? Whether the prince believes it or not is none of our business. We just need to do what the girl ordered."
"You're right, we didn't disobey the lady's order." Chun Hui patted her chest, and after her heartbeat calmed down, she and Qiu Hua pretended nothing had happened and walked out of the Ninth Prince's Mansion in a graceful manner.
They represent the Feng Mansion. There are so many people outside watching the fun. They cannot let themselves be laughed at. They want everyone to see that the Ninth Prince will vent his anger for their girls.
No matter who damaged the Ninth Prince's wife's formal dress, Feng Qingchen sent someone to deliver it to the Ninth Prince's Mansion in an open and aboveboard manner, so the dress must have been damaged by the Blood-Clothes Guards, and the Blood-Clothes Guards must be held responsible for this matter.
So, on the last morning of the year, the Ninth Prince brought the tattered clothes into the palace and threw the problem to the Emperor.
Of course, the Ninth Prince Uncle would not bring it out to embarrass himself at the morning court. As soon as the Ninth Prince Uncle entered the palace, he was afraid that the eunuch would present the thing to the Emperor in advance and let the Emperor prepare in advance.
Under normal circumstances, as long as there is no major rebellion, the ministers will not submit memorials today. Even if there is a natural disaster or man-made disaster, all localities will try their best to suppress it so as not to cause trouble for the emperor. But this year will obviously be different.
Not to mention that before the morning court, the Ninth Prince's uncle sent someone to present the Ninth Prince's wife to the emperor. Just what happened yesterday was enough to make the emperor so angry that he wanted to kill someone.
On the last morning court of this year, the emperor was afraid that he would not be able to gloss over the situation as he did in previous years, nor would he be as high-spirited and act like an emperor in prosperous times as he did in previous years.
The game of chess in the Imperial Garden seemed to be the final word on the Wang family’s affairs. He, the emperor, lost, and lost both his face and his dignity.
Last night, when the emperor saw Prince Luo and his two companions returning in a panic, he was so angry that he smashed the inkstone at Dong Ling Zi Luo, causing Dong Ling Zi Luo to have a bloody head. Dong Ling Zi Luo was unable to attend the New Year's Eve banquet tonight.
The ministers will definitely not be able to see this year's New Year's Eve banquet. His Royal Highness Prince Luo, who is favored by the Emperor like a prince, has to stay in his house to "recuperate" for a long time.
Although the emperor was so angry that he was about to lose his mind, as an emperor, he would never reveal his thoughts in front of others. When he got up early in the morning, with a confident smile on his face, he was ready to go to the morning court and accept the praise of court officials as in previous years. However, the torn clothes presented by the ninth uncle almost ruined the emperor's plan.
"A person who is incapable of accomplishing anything, but always capable of causing trouble." The emperor branded Dongling Ziluo with this evaluation. As the emperor's personal eunuch, it was clear that the emperor's comment meant that he was ready to give up on His Royal Highness Prince Luo.
The chief eunuch knew that the emperor was in a bad mood, so he perked up and stood behind the emperor, not daring to take his eyes off him for a moment. He prayed secretly in his heart that today's morning court would go smoothly, otherwise all of them would be dead.
No one knew that the emperor was angry. When he stepped into the hall, he was surrounded by the majesty of an emperor. His slightly old face had no other expression except majesty.
"Long live the emperor." Long sat down. Except for the Ninth Prince, everyone else knelt on the ground and shouted "Long live the emperor". This made the Ninth Prince, who was standing in the front, look even more extraordinary and noble.
As usual, the emperor looked past the Ninth Uncle and only looked at the civil and military officials who submitted to him.
"Everyone, please stand up." The emperor's eyes were deep and bottomless. In his eyes, everyone except the Ninth Prince, who was closest to him, was not included. Occasionally, he would glance at him with murderous intent.
For an emperor, the existence of the Ninth Prince Uncle is a challenge to the emperor's authority. There is no other way, and no emperor would tolerate such a special existence as the Ninth Prince Uncle.
The Ninth Prince stood there quietly with calm eyes. Even if he stood lower, he had no interest in looking up at people. The Ninth Prince never took the Emperor's hidden murderous intent seriously. Even though the relationship between him and the Emperor had been eased now, it did not mean that they could live in peace.
The Emperor always does this every time there is a grand court meeting, and the Ninth Prince has become accustomed to it over the years.
No matter how much the emperor hated him or wanted to kill him, he could not succeed. He could only watch him stand in this position day after day, reminding the emperor that he, Dong Lingjiu, was only one step away from the throne.