Seeing that Feng Yu Heng had already begun to struggle with a plate of fragrant pork knuckle, Xuan Tianming helplessly asked Bai Ze and Huang Quan, who had already returned, and Wang Chuan: "The pork knuckle is done this quickly?"
Feng Yu Heng reminded him: "It's noon right now. The imperial kitchen is already cooking."
Xuan Tianming rolled his eyes at her, "Eat your food! No one in the palace dares to eat such a large piece of pork knuckle. "
Bai Ze nodded, "That's right. In the palace, the pork knuckle is cut into slices and arranged nicely before being served. This pork knuckle was said to be prepared by the emperor this morning. He said that the county head will be eating in the palace, so he had the imperial kitchen prepare it early in the morning. "
"Humph." Xuan Tianming gave a cold snort. Then he waved his hand, "Alright, alright, you can leave." Turning his head, he saw Feng Yu Heng eating without a care for her image. He resigned himself to his fate and wiped the oil from her mouth.
After Feng Yu Heng finished eating the pork knuckle, she very professionally pulled Xuan Tianming to Winter Moon Palace to give Consort Yun an infusion. Fortunately, Emperor Tianwu had already returned to Zhao He Hall to sleep, so she didn't need to climb over the wall. But when she left after giving the infusion, she heard Consort Yun ask the palace maid beside her: "Ai, do you think that there are really that many people coveting the throne?"
Feng Yu Heng and Wang Chuan Tianming silently calculated the extent of the palace maid's psychological trauma. Their footsteps quickened as they left Winter Moon Palace.
She thought that there wasn't anything else to do. Last night's events were a pair of "confessions". She already knew what she needed to know. The third prince was also locked up and Duanmu Qing was also dead. The rest was up to the emperor to clean up, so she decided to leave the palace. Who knew that before the two of them could leave the palace gates, they would see Zhang Yuan leading a group of people towards the palace gates.
Feng Yu Heng greeted him: "Hey! Eunuch Zhang, where are you going? "
When Zhang Yuan saw the two of them, he hurriedly came forward to greet them. He then replied, "The Emperor said that the Duan Gate was severely damaged last night. It needs to be repaired immediately, but the state treasury can't take out this sum of money."
Xuan Tianming smirked. "Imperial Father means …"
"His Majesty's meaning is that whoever caused the damage will have to pay for the repairs, so this servant is preparing to bring people to the Xiang Palace. Thinking about it, the Third Prince's residence shouldn't be so poor that they couldn't even afford to build a gate. His Majesty also said that if the Xiang Palace is really poor, then we should sell the palace. We should sell it for as much money as possible. In any case, we should save some money for the national treasury. "
Xuan Tianming nodded. "That's good. Go!"
Zhang Yuan looked at Feng Yu Heng and added: "The Empress has already allocated a small residence for Princess Xiang to live in. County princess, please be at ease."
Feng Yu Heng nodded and said nothing more.
When the two finally left the Imperial Palace, it was already midnight. Feng Yu Heng sat in Xuan Tianming's imperial carriage. Lifting the curtain, she looked outside.
After a night of chaos, the capital was peaceful the next afternoon. Some went grocery shopping, some drank tea, some bickered, and some hit their children. Even though what happened last night was clearly in their hearts, they could still act as if nothing had happened. They did what they were supposed to do and didn't cause any trouble for the government at all.
She could not help but sigh: "The people of the capital really have good mental fortitude!"
With sincere praise for the citizens, the two returned to the Imperial Palace Yu. Feng Yu Heng had come to pick up Xiang Rong. At the same time, she wanted to see what sort of scene the Feng family's third young miss and the Xuan family's fourth prince were embroidering.
The servants of the manor told them: "The two guests are still in Han Hall. From last night until now, the third young miss has not closed her eyes."
Feng Yu Heng understood and said: "You mean to say that his Highness the fourth prince has closed his eyes?"
The servant said: "Princess should go and take a look for yourself!"
When the two finally approached Han Hall, Xuan Tianming raised his arm and gently placed it on her shoulder, saying: "Hold on." He then quickly entered with his wife.
Just as they stepped into Han Hall, Feng Yu Heng heard her third sister let out a yelp: "Your Highness the fourth prince! Why did you fall asleep again? "
Looking up, she saw Xiang Rong and Xuan Tian Yi sitting at the chess table. It was just that Xiang Rong was relatively free, while Xuan Tian Yi was tied to a chair. There were even a few large rocks under the chair. The servant explained to the two: "Third young miss said that his Highness the fourth prince is very disobedient and always moves around randomly. After falling once, she had to go and help him up. It was quite troublesome, so she had the servants pick up some large rocks to stabilize the chair. Like this, he will not fall no matter what."
At this time, Xiang Rong was holding an embroidery needle in her hand. She repeatedly kicked Xuan Tian Yi's leg under the table: "You're a grown man, yet you can't endure staying up all night. I really don't know how you've been a prince all these years. Could it be that you want to get needled again?" She moved to poke Xuan Tian Yi with the embroidery needle.
Feng Yu Heng facepalmed, "This child has become a bit too stubborn after being taught by me."
The servants of Imperial Palace Yu also said: "It's no wonder that she is princess' younger sister. This personality, it really is … tsk tsk."
Feng Yu Heng covered her face and went forward to pull Xiang Rong, "Let's go, let's go home."
Upon seeing her, Xiang Rong laughed: "Second sister, you finally came back!" After saying this, her eyes immediately turned red. The heroic spirit that she had just displayed immediately disappeared, and exhaustion quickly took over. Her legs gave way, and she fell toward Feng Yu Heng's body.
Feng Yu Heng quickly supported her. Looking again, the girl had fallen asleep. She faintly sighed. From the previous night until now, she had not slept a wink. For Xiang Rong, who had just turned ten, how difficult was this? Moreover, she had to pretend to be strong to deal with Xuan Tian Yi. It would be strange if she was not tired.
Huang Quan and Wang Chuan, who were following behind, quickly went forward to pick up Xiang Rong. Feng Yu Heng did not remain in Imperial Palace Yu for long. Bringing her people, she got into the imperial carriage that Xuan Tianming had lent her and rushed toward the county princess' manor.
Normally speaking, the Feng matriarch's funeral should have been held today, but she knew that after last night's chaos, the capital appeared peaceful, but it was a completely different world outside the city gates. At the very least, Qian Li's army was outside searching for the remaining soldiers from the North. There was also a portion that was heading East to chase after Bu Cong. The matriarch would leave the city after the funeral, and they absolutely could not go outside the capital at this time.
She calculated that if the funeral was not held in three days, the next day would be five days. That would be the day after tomorrow. Who knew if they would be able to leave the city at that time.
She suddenly thought of something and reached into her sleeve, pulling out two jars. She then said to Huang Quan: "Go drive the carriage first. Have Ban Zou come in. I have something for him to do."
Ban Zou was currently driving the carriage outside. Hearing Feng Yu Heng call for him, he quickly handed the reins to Huang Quan and returned to the carriage. Feng Yu Heng handed over the two jars in her hand, "Either way, this imperial carriage needs to be sent back. Go personally and give these two things to His Ninth Highness. Have him send someone to the palace to the emperor. Just say that it was given by me. It's good for the body. Just take one pill from each jar each day."
Ban Zou picked it up and looked at it for a while. He then curiously asked: "What is this?"
Feng Yu Heng told him: "Deep sea fish oil and calcium tablets." She then asked: "If I say it, will you understand?"
Ban Zou saw the ridicule in her eyes and rolled his eyes. He did not want to pay attention to her and went out to drive the carriage.
Feng Yu Heng smiled to herself for a while, but her smile was filled with sorrow.
In reality, she really hoped that Tianwu's body could get better. It would be best if he could continue to live. This way, he could continue to manage the world. Although Xuan Tianming was also worried, it was still better than him being the emperor. Moreover, she really liked Tianwu's personality. The ruler of a country used civil and military virtues to pacify the country. This was not wrong, but in the end, what could affect a country was the ruler's personality. Just like what she saw in the capital today, the people were able to quickly adjust their state of mind and immerse themselves in their normal lives. She knew that this could not be separated from Emperor Tianwu's mental influence over the past few decades.
This kind of Dashun was very good.
However, Dashun was good, the emperor was good, but that did not mean his sons were good. For example, Ban Zou, who was driving the carriage outside, suddenly let out a "tsk tsk" sound. The carriage then stopped, as Ban Zou said: "There's another performance in front of the Feng family's gate."
Wang Chuan quickly lifted the curtain of the carriage. The imperial carriage had already stopped in front of the Feng manor's gate. He saw a person standing in front of the gate. He wore a plain robe and held a funeral notice in his hand. He was currently saying something to the Feng manor's housekeeper. Behind that person were a number of carriages, and there were people taking out boxes from the carriages. Those boxes were all covered with white cloth. It was very much in line with the Feng manor's funeral.
He Zhong said a few words to that person then turned and ran into the manor's gate. Not long later, Feng Jin Yuan personally came out to greet him. Lifting his robe, he was about to kneel. That person quickly went forward and supported Feng Jin Yuan. He then looked into the manor's gate for a while before a look of disappointment appeared on his face.
Huang Quan was puzzled and said: "The fifth prince? What did he come for? "
Wang Chuan said: "It seems that he came to mourn the elder madam."
Feng Yu Heng laughed, "Then he is the only prince that came. That's why Feng Jin Yuan, who used to look down on him, is now so flattering."
The person in front of the Feng manor's gate was the fifth prince, Xuan Tian Yan. At this time, he and Feng Jin Yuan also saw the imperial carriage that was parked not too far away. Xuan Tian Yan was stunned and subconsciously said: "It's Ninth Brother's imperial carriage."
Feng Jin Yuan trembled. Without another word, he quickly ran over to the imperial carriage. Arriving in front of it, he knelt on the ground and loudly said: "For his Highness Prince Yu to come to the manor to mourn my mother, this official is extremely grateful."
Xuan Tian Yan also walked forward; however, he looked more carefully than Feng Jin Yuan. He did not know whether or not his Ninth Brother was inside, but he happened to see Feng Yu Heng sitting inside.
He was not too surprised. Xuan Tianming's imperial carriage having Feng Yu Heng sitting in it could not be more normal. Running into the Feng family's young miss in front of the Feng family's gate could not be more normal. He just glanced at the kneeling Feng Yu Heng and slightly furrowed his brow. He then said to Feng Yu Heng: "County princess, long time no see."
Feng Jin Yuan was startled and subconsciously raised his head to look. He immediately saw his second daughter sitting in the imperial carriage and looking at them. Feng Jin Yuan felt a little embarrassed, but he still could not be certain whether or not Xuan Tianming was inside. He could only suppress his thoughts for the time being.
At this time, he heard Feng Yu Heng speak up from inside the carriage: "Hasn't father never paid much attention to these formalities? What sort of mistake have you made now? Why do you need to salute this county princess? "
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