Feng Yu Heng's tit for tat caused the people in the hall to be speechless. Even the Eighth Prince, Xuantian Mo, did not say anything. It seemed that he wanted to lose.
However, Feng Yu Heng did not intend to let him off so easily. Damn, she used her own skills to benefit Dashun. In the end, she got herself into trouble. How could she not vent her anger? She looked at the Eighth Prince and coldly snorted: "Since Your Highness thinks that my skills are of dubious origin, then from now on, Cheng Heng will not take them out for outsiders to use. Tomorrow, I will inform the Hundred Herb Hall in the capital to close down and no longer treat patients. Also, the steel that is being refined in the barracks in the suburbs of the capital, I will also tell them to stop. The people will also be dismissed. No more steel will be produced in the future. Your Highness, what do you think about this? I really don't understand. I used my own skills to treat patients, make steel for Dashun, fight for the country, and benefit others. Why do you not like it? How can you hope for Dashun to be better? Why do you keep asking me where I learned my skills? Why do you care where you learned your skills? If I were to ask you what kind of unique skills your master had taught you since you were young, and where these things came from, would you tell me? Or will your master tell you? Which family didn't have an ancestral skill that they couldn't share with others? Have you ever heard of anyone who would spread their ancestral secret recipe everywhere? Have you ever seen anyone who would tell others where their ancestral secret recipe came from and even let others learn it? At least I can openly use it to benefit Dashun. Then, Your Highness, do you dare to teach your unique martial arts to me? Then teach it to everyone in Dashun? "
Feng Yu Heng spoke out the grievances in her heart in one breath. Her voice was full of complaints, which made the Eighth Prince speechless. He thought too simply and underestimated Feng Yu Heng's ability to quibble. It seemed that this girl had been taught well by Old Jiu. She had learned the essence! In response to Feng Yu Heng's question, Xuantian Mo had nothing to say. Just as Feng Yu Heng had said, everyone had some secret skills that couldn't be mentioned to outsiders, not to mention the Persians he knew. Originally, he didn't think about it, but now that Feng Yu Heng had mentioned it, it was indeed his negligence. How could a traveling doctor and a group of dancers represent Persia? Even the imperial physicians of Persia could not represent the medical skills of Persia. At the very least, the miracle doctor of Dashun, Yao Xian, had many techniques that outsiders did not know.
Seeing that he had been standing there for a long time without saying anything, Tianwu finally couldn't stand it anymore. He had been waiting to watch the show. After waiting for so long, was the Eighth Brother trying to fool him with this? What Mr. Heng said was right! What ability does my master have? Why does he have to make it known to everyone? I just want to practice medicine in silence. Is that not okay? Is it against the law? How can you say that I don't know when you haven't heard of it? Motherf * cker, he had a unique way of snoring. He had studied it for the past three years. In this world, other than Xiao Yuan, who else knew about it? He was so angry that his eyes were bulging. He glared at Xuantian Mo and said loudly, "Nonsense! We think that your brain is not working well after staying in the south. You bring everything to the main hall! How many good things has this child, Mr. Heng, done for our Dashun? Is she a spy? It's best to give us a few more spies like her! It's best to have one from every country. Our Dashun's prosperity will depend on those spies! "
Since Tianwu was angry, Xuantian Mo had nothing to say. He knew that he had handled this matter inappropriately because Persians were too difficult to meet. It was these dancers. It was said that when they were on the way to Dashun, more than half of them died when they were crossing the sea on a large ship. At that time, he was hot-headed and brought them back. He did not expect this ending.
Xuantian Mo had a strong point, which was that he was extremely flexible. Once he realized that it was his fault, he no longer hesitated and immediately admitted his mistake. Moreover, his attitude was extremely good. He walked out of the banquet and knelt in front of the main hall. He first kowtowed to Tianwu, then said, "It's all this son's negligence. This son has been guarding the border all year round. My heart has always been tense. If there's even the slightest movement, I will immediately bring people to the border to check. Over time, I developed this sensitive and vigilant habit. Imperial Father, please forgive this son. This son will not be so careless next time. "After saying this, he turned to Feng Yu Heng and said," It's all eighth brother's fault. Sister-in-law, can you forgive eighth brother? Eighth brother will definitely send an apology gift later. I guarantee that Sister-in-law will be satisfied. "
Xuan Tianming shrugged and smiled. He tilted his head and whispered to Xuan Tianhua, "Did you see? When it comes to gifts, that girl's eyes are straight again."
Xuan Tianhua also saw Feng Yu Heng's greedy character and could not help but smile bitterly, "This girl."
Xuan Tianming's words were not only heard by the Seventh Prince, but also by the Sixth Prince who was sitting on the other side. He could not help but be stunned. When he looked at Feng Yu Heng again, he felt that this little money-grubber who was somewhat greedy for money was somewhat unrelated to the girl who lived all his expectations in the countryside in the suburbs of the capital. The girl who was full of vigor and vitality. However, she did not lose her truthfulness and loveliness. He could not help but say, "Eighth brother, you should properly apologize to Ninth Brother's sister."
The Sixth Prince's words gave everyone in the hall a fright. This was because the Sixth Prince had always been different from the Seventh Prince. The Seventh Prince was a deity, but he was a deity that favored others. Everyone knew that he was in cahoots with the Ninth Prince. That was why if these words were said by the Seventh Prince, although they would feel some pressure, they would not be too shocked. But the Sixth Prince used to be a person who wholeheartedly studied and cultivated books. In the years before he left the capital, he hated that he could not spend 24 hours a day in the library. When had he ever seen him participate in this kind of thing? Could it be that the Sixth Prince had now been incorporated into the Ninth Prince's army?
To speak of the most sensitive to this matter, it would naturally be Feng Fendai! She had made an agreement with Noble Lady Li. With the Sixth Prince returning to the capital this time, Noble Lady Li would do everything she could to convince the Sixth Prince to stand on the same side as the Fifth Prince. They could not stand on the wrong side. But Feng Yu Heng had suddenly interfered. When did these two get together? However, Feng Yu Heng was doubtful. She was shocked, but she was not too stupid. She knew that the ones who were fighting in court now were the Ninth Prince and the Eighth Prince. Especially the Eighth Prince, he had come with a vengeance and had the potential to suppress the Ninth Prince. But for Feng Fendai, she would rather have the Ninth Prince win than have the Eighth Prince gain the upper hand. After all, the Eighth Prince was too unfamiliar to her. He was unfamiliar to the point that she did not understand him at all. With such a person as an opponent, how frightening of a matter was that? For a while, she decided on which side she should stand on. No matter what was said, she could not help the Eighth Prince. She could either stay neutral and watch the show or … help Feng Yu Heng.
For a while, everyone had their own ideas and plans. As for the Eighth Prince, Xuantian Mo, he was still kneeling in the hall, waiting for Emperor Tianwu and Feng Yu Heng to speak. But these two looked at each other. Neither wanted to speak first, especially Feng Yu Heng. Spreading her hands, she bowed to Tianwu: "Everything will be decided by Father Emperor."
Tianwu angrily rolled his eyes. Another difficult problem had been thrown at him! Forget it, today was the new year. His eighth son and ninth daughter-in-law had gotten into a fight. In the end, it was just a family matter. What could he say? This old emperor was not muddle-headed, and he was not so hard-hearted. He was not the kind of father who would ignore the lives of his other sons in order to protect one son. For him, the Eighth Brother was different from his third son. His third son was a bastard, and his Eighth Brother was his own son! Even if he was biased toward Feng Yu Heng, he could not be so ruthless to do anything to his own son. Fortunately, the Eighth Brother also expressed that he wanted to apologize to Feng Yu Heng. He knew what Feng Yu Heng was thinking, so he cheerfully said: "It's all a misunderstanding. Heng Heng, don't be angry. Eighth Brother, you also have to keep your word. Tomorrow, you will send the apology to the Imperial Daughter's Manor. You must not use some trash to fool her. That girl, A-Heng, is someone that We dote on. Normally, your Imperial Mother and I reward her with quite a few nice things. If you use some normal things to make her look down on them, that's no good. " After saying that, he said to Feng Yu Heng: "Pick up the good things. If you are not satisfied with the things he took, just throw them out and let him give you something else!"
With these words, he did not offend either side. He also explained a fact to the people: if it could be solved with money, then it was not a problem.
Feng Yu Heng agreed. After all, she could not really compete with a prince. The Eighth Prince could not defeat her, and she could not kill the Eighth Prince. The final competition between the two sides could not be a tit-for-tat confrontation at the palace banquet. She had to think of other ways. But … Feng Yu Heng squinted her eyes. She did not intend to continue fighting. She would need to take the initiative to attack this prince and cause him some trouble.
The farce with the Persians could be considered to have come to an end for the time being. When those people left, the Empress happily said: "Mo 'er, quickly get up. Heng Heng also gets up. Today is the first day of the new year. It's a great day. Let's not talk about these things." She then saw the two get up and sit down before saying: "Mo 'er has not returned to the capital for a long time. Originally, there was a joyous matter that I wanted to tell you about. Thinking about it, you must have heard about it. Noble Lady Yuan is very fond of the daughter of the first wife from the prime minister's manor, Young Miss Lu Yan. She even wrote a letter to you about this matter. As for you, you also like her and brought many gifts back to the capital for her. This was originally a good thing. Your Father Emperor was thinking of using today's banquet to sanction a marriage for you. Unfortunately, I heard that the Lu Family's young miss has fallen ill, and it's quite serious. She can't get out of bed and can't enter the palace. With her not present, this marriage is not easy to sanction. As this One sees it, you should find some time to go to the Lu manor to take a look. Who knows what sort of illness the Lu Family's young miss has fallen ill with. Of course, after asking around clearly, you must not forget that she has fallen ill. "
Xuantian Mo quickly stood up and expressed his thanks to the Empress. He then took a discreet look at Noble Lady Yuan and saw that she was slightly nodding to him. He had an understanding and sat back down.
The singing and dancing continued, and the banquet was filled with cheers once more. The earlier episode was quickly forgotten by everyone. After all, today was the first day of the new year. Nobody wanted to go into the palace and cause a ruckus. This was something that would be detrimental to the entire year. There were quite a few people that began to complain about Xuantian Mo. If he wanted to cause trouble, he could have done it at any time. Why did he have to choose this sort of day? Everyone said that the new year needed to go smoothly. Only then would the year go smoothly. What sort of ruckus was this?
There were even people that began to quietly discuss: "Princess Ji 'an said that Hundred Herb Hall would be closed, but she was just saying it for the sake of it, right? It shouldn't really be closed, right? "
These words were heard by Feng Yu Heng; however, a strange smile curled up on her lips …
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