Xuan Tianming's carriage traveled for many days and quickly approached the capital. At the same time, the Feng family's carriages were also slowly moving in the direction of the capital.
The reason why the procession was slow was because it was a funeral. All the carriages in the procession were covered with white cotton cloth. Even the horses had large flowers tied with white cloth. The servants carried banners and scattered paper money along the way. It was a mournful and sorrowful scene that made one sigh.
Yao shi was accompanied by Huang Quan and Wang Chuan as she sat in the carriage. She sneered at the white cloth curtain: "A son that isn't even as good as an animal. What is there to mourn?"
Huang Quan curled his lips, "They said that the second young miss also had a share. Aren't they afraid that the second young miss will strangle them to death in the future?"
Yao shi's heart skipped a beat and quickly asked: "Are you certain that Heng Zheng did not die?"
Wang Chuan smiled and patted the back of her hand: "Madam, don't worry. This really isn't to coax you. Ban Zou personally sent back the news. The second young miss is currently in his Highness' carriage. His Highness the seventh prince is also there. Counting the days, they should be arriving in the capital soon."
Yao shi let out a sigh of relief, "Then I can be at ease. It's His Ninth Highness who has the ability. We searched for a few days but could not find her. Now that he's here, Heng Zheng is safe. "
Huang Quan giggled and said: "He's looking for his own wife. Of course he's more attentive."
Yao shi was also amused by him and sighed: "Back when I was still the Feng family's head wife, I finally did something for my daughter."
Wang Chuan said to her: "The young miss returning to the capital with his Highness is a secret. To the outside world, it is only announced that the second young miss and the Feng family's eldest young master were burned to death in the fire. Madam, you still need to pretend in front of others. We need to help the young miss complete this play."
Yao shi nodded: "I understand. We …" Before she could finish speaking, the carriage suddenly stopped. Fortunately, it was moving slowly. The people inside the carriage were not too surprised, but they were all confused. "What's that sound outside?" Yao shi furrowed her brow and lifted the curtain to take a look, "It seems that someone has come."
Wang Chuan stayed at Yao shi's side. Huang Quan stood up and left the carriage. Not long later, he poked his head back in and said to them: "Someone is blocking the way."
At this time, Yao shi also realized something. She pointed at a person in front of them and said to Wang Chuan: "I don't know if you recognize anyone from the Bu family. Look at that person, doesn't he look like Bu Cong?"
Wang Chuan had been by Xuan Tianming's side for many years, so he naturally knew who Bu Cong was. Although he hadn't seen her for many years, he still had an impression of her.
She glanced at it and nodded. "That's right, it's Bu Cong."
As soon as the two of them recognized Bu Cong, they saw Bu Cong move forward without saying anything. He went straight to the Feng family's convoy.
The people that saw this subconsciously let out a cry of surprise, but Bu Cong did not stop moving. Raising the spear in his hand, he threw it at the carriage in front of him.
Bu Cong was a military general and was famous for his strength. Apparently, his spear had once lifted a boulder that weighed over 100 jin. The carriage in front of him was like nothing to him, as he did not seem to use much strength. With a light flick, the roof of the carriage was immediately flipped over.
This was Feng Jin Yuan's carriage. He had received news long ago that the person blocking the way was Bu Cong. His original intention was to hide in the carriage and not meet him, but he did not think that a sudden gust of cold wind would blow past his head. When he raised his head to look, all he saw was a clear sky. The roof of the carriage had already been blown away.
"Prime minister Feng! Are you still not coming out? " Bu Cong angrily roared, "Do you want this general to completely destroy your carriage?"
Feng Jin Yuan was furious. Bending over, he came out of the carriage and pointed at Bu Cong, saying: "You call yourself this general? Then do you still remember that this prime minister is a standard first rank official in court? Bu Cong, could it be that you want to rebel? "
With the words rebel, Bu Cong was given an extremely large crime.
But Bu Cong did not care about this at all, "You can say whatever you want. Feng Jin Yuan, this general came today to see if you feel any grief over the death of your daughter?" While he spoke, he shook his head, "Unfortunately, your son also died. The grief on your face is for your son. It is unrelated to Heng Zheng."
Feng Jin Yuan's face turned green with anger, especially after he understood that Bu Cong was actually speaking up for Feng Yu Heng. He felt even more depressed.
"Bu Cong, are you meddling in my Feng manor's domestic affairs? Who gave you the right? " In the end, it was a scholar that could not be reasoned with when faced with a soldier. Bu Cong's spear was still pointed at Feng Jin Yuan's head, but it was only an arm's length away. This made it so that Feng Jin Yuan had no way of ignoring the pressure that the spear gave him. Even if his heart was filled with anger, he could not say any more vicious words.
But just because he did not say anything did not mean that Bu Cong would not say anything, as he heard that person say: "Feng Jin Yuan, you had best not let me find out that Heng Zheng died an unjust death. Otherwise, I, Bu Cong, will bring soldiers to flatten your prime minister's manor!"
After saying this, he put away his spear and raised his right hand. Just as Feng Jin Yuan was surprised, the dozens of soldiers behind Bu Cong all raised their bows and nocked their bows. The arrows were all aimed at the Feng family's group of carriages.
Behind them, the screams of the women could be heard. One after another, even Feng Jin Yuan began to speak.
"You … what exactly do you want to do?"
Bu Cong sneered, "If I said that I wanted to murder an official of the court, would you believe me?"
Feng Jin Yuan inhaled sharply. The arrows were all aimed at him. What was there to not believe? He quickly recalled the events from many years ago. At that time, Feng Yu Heng was only six years old. She was the precious daughter to the first wife that he had doted on. Bu Cong had asked his family to come and ask for a marriage, but he had been coldly rejected …
"Bu Cong." The anger on his face eased up a little, "I know your feelings for Heng Zheng, but the clan residence caught fire. This is something that nobody could have predicted! It was not just Heng Zheng. Even my eldest son, Bu Cong, died in that fire. How could this be something that I wanted? "
Bu Cong looked at his hypocritical face and felt disgusted, "I really don't understand. How could such a good girl like Heng Zheng be given birth to by someone like you? How could such a good daughter from the Yao family marry into your Feng manor? "
After he finished speaking, he did not even give him a chance to breathe. He suddenly lowered his raised right hand, and the soldiers behind him released their arrows. Each arrow was aimed at the Feng family's group of carriages.
Feng Jin Yuan's face turned white with fear. The screams behind him reached a new height.
He thought to himself, it's over.
However, he only heard countless "peng, peng, peng" sounds. He did not hear the screams of the women being shot.
Summoning his courage, he turned his head to look. Only then did he find that all of the arrows had hit the frames of the carriages. Every carriage had one, but not a single one had hit anyone. Even the servants sitting outside were safe.
Only then did Feng Jin Yuan let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that Bu Cong was just scaring him and did not truly dare take action.
After the arrows were shot, Bu Cong no longer spoke. He just urged his horse forward and pulled out a piece of white cloth from one of the carriages. Tying it to his waist, he said: "Consider it as me sending off Heng Zheng."
He then waved his hand and left with the entire group of carriages.
Feng Jin Yuan's heart finally calmed down. He quickly got out of the carriage to see if the matriarch had been given a fright.
When he lifted the curtain, he saw the matriarch holding the window frame with one hand and twirling prayer beads with the other. With her eyes tightly shut, she repeatedly muttered: "Amitabha."
Feng Jin Yuan let out a sigh of relief, "Mother, you weren't given a fright, right?"
The matriarch stopped chanting and slowly opened her eyes. She did not reply to Feng Jin Yuan's question; instead, she asked him: "If an outsider is so affectionate, as a father, what about you?"
Feng Jin Yuan was left speechless by the matriarch's question; however, he was a little unwilling. He also believed that the matriarch was a little too biased toward Heng Zheng, thus he said with a heavy expression: "Son also loves Zi Hao very much." After saying this, he lowered the curtain and left.
The Feng family's group continued forward, and Feng Jin Yuan sat in Jin Zhen's carriage. Because of the matter with Feng Yu Heng, Jin Zhen's complexion was not too good the entire time. It was deathly pale. Feng Jin Yuan only believed that she had been frightened by the situation at home and did not think too much of it.
He had given the entire Feng family a gag order. He was not afraid that the family would not listen to this order because once word got out, the Feng family would fall, and they would also fall. Even the gloating Han shi knew the depth of the situation. She shut her mouth and did not dare bring it up again.
The Feng family's speed was slower than Xuan Tianming's by more than half. Before the Feng family had even completed half of the journey, Xuan Tianming's group had already entered the capital.
The carriage headed straight for the imperial palace. Arriving at the palace gates, they switched to a sedan and carried it toward Emperor Tianwu's Zhao He Hall.
When they entered the palace, it happened to be evening. Emperor Tianwu was currently in Zhao He Hall, pondering whether or not he should go to Winter Moon Palace to try his luck. He believed that since Consort Yun had come out to stroll around on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, it meant that that woman's mind had already changed. If he put in a little more effort, he might be able to see her.
Zhang Yuan, who was taking care of him, watched Emperor Tianwu walk back and forth in the hall. His eyes were about to go blurry, and he could not help but say: "Your Majesty! If you want to go to Winter Moon Palace, we should go quickly. If we are late, Consort Yun will be resting. "
"What is she resting so early for?" Tianwu rolled his eyes and answered his own question, "That's true. She did not even think about waiting for Us when she got home. If there is nothing important, she would go to bed early. Let's go! Let's go over and take a look! "
Just as he was about to take Zhang Yuan to Winter Moon Palace, he saw a eunuch jog in from outside. He knelt and reported: "Your Majesty, His Highness Prince Yu and His Highness Prince Chun have come."
Tianwu was so angry that his beard stood up, "Two little bastards! They did not come earlier or later, but they had to come at this time! " But even though he said this, he still turned around and walked back to the dragon throne. He waved his hand and said to the eunuch: "Let them come in!"
Zhang Yuan shrugged and let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that he would not need to go to Winter Moon Palace to be rebuffed tonight. But thinking about it again, he seemed to have heard that the Feng family's second daughter had been burned to death in a fire in Feng Tong county. He had an impression of that second daughter. It was none other than His Highness Prince Yu's princess that had not yet married. Even the Emperor regarded her highly. Not only did he reward her with a phoenix hairpin, he also bestowed upon her the Hou Yi bow. He had seen Feng Yu Heng before. She was a spirited little girl. If she was burned to death like this, it would be a pity.
"I heard that Ming and Hua-er went on a long journey?" Tianwu's voice sounded, asking Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan quickly replied: "They left the capital, but where exactly they went, this servant does not know."
Just as he was speaking, the people outside the hall had already entered. They heard Xuan Tianming's voice before he entered the hall, "I just took a trip to Feng Tong county."
Just as his voice fell, a plain-clothed girl pushed Xuan Tianming's wheelchair and walked into the hall with Xuan Tianhua.
Emperor Tianwu squinted his eyes and looked at the girl. He had the same thought as Zhang Yuan. It seemed that he had heard that this girl had been burned to death in a fire?
"Son (daughter-in-law) greets father Emperor." Xuan Tianhua and Feng Yu Heng both kneeled on the ground. Only Xuan Tianming remained seated in his wheelchair, only saying: "Heng Heng, pay respects for me."
Tianwu snorted, "Alright, it's useless." Raising his hand, Xuan Tianhua stood up with Feng Yu Heng. "You follow your wife wherever she goes. Do you have any prospects?" Tianwu glared at Xuan Tianming then looked at Feng Yu Heng. He looked at her for the time it took for half a stick of incense to burn before asking: "I heard that you died?"
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