Seeing that Feng Yuheng had already begun to fight against a plate of fragrant big elbows, Xuan Tianming asked Bai Ze and Huang Quan Wangchuan who had returned helplessly: "Is the elbow done so quickly?"

Feng Yuheng reminded him: "It's noon now, and the imperial kitchen is already cooking."

Xuan Tianming gave her a blank look, "Eat yours! No one in the palace dares to chew such a big elbow."

Bai Ze nodded, "Yes, the palace is cut into slices and placed in beautiful flowers and served. This elbow is said to be the emperor's order this morning, saying that the county mainly eats in the palace, so that the imperial kitchen will prepare it early in the morning."

"Hmph." Xuan Tianming snorted coldly, then waved his hand, "Okay, okay, go down." When he turned his head, Feng Yuheng looked like he was eating invisible. He accepted his fate and wiped the oil on her mouth.

After Feng Yuheng finished the elbow, he took Xuan Tianming to Yuehan Palace to inject blood into Concubine Yun. Fortunately, Emperor Tianwu had already returned to Zhaohe Palace to sleep, so she didn't have to climb over the wall. But after leaving after infusion, he heard Concubine Yun ask the palace maid next to him: "Hey, do you think so many people are really thinking about the broken throne?"

Feng Yuheng and the others silently calculated the psychological shadow area of ​​the palace maid, and accelerated their pace and escaped from Yuehan Palace.

She thought that nothing was wrong. She had a pair of "confessions" between the two sides who had to know what happened last night. She knew what she should have known. The third prince was also locked up and Duanmu Qing died. The rest had to be the emperor who ended it himself, so she decided to leave the palace. Unexpectedly, before the two of them could walk out of the palace gate, they saw Zhang Yuan and a team of people walking towards the palace gate.

Feng Yuheng greeted him: "Hey! Eunuch Zhang, where are you going?"

Zhang Yuanjian and the other two rushed forward to say hello, and then replied: "The emperor said that the Duanmen was seriously damaged last night and we have to repair it immediately, but the national treasury cannot be taken out."

Xuan Tianming picked his lips, "Father means..."

"The emperor means that whoever breaks the house will have to pay for repairs, so the slave is now planning to take people to the Xiang Prince's Mansion. I think the third prince's mansion would not be too poor to even afford to repair a gate. The emperor also said that if the Xiang Prince's Mansion is really poor, then sell that house, how much money can be sold, and at least save some money for the national treasury."

Xuan Tianming nodded, "It's so good, go!"

Zhang Yuan looked at Feng Yuheng and added: "The Empress has already allocated a small house for Princess Xiang to live in. Please rest assured by the county lord."

Feng Yuheng nodded and said nothing.

When the two finally walked out of the palace, it was already early. Feng Yuheng sat in Xuan Tianming's palace car, lifted the curtain and looked out.

There was a night of turmoil, and the next afternoon, the huge capital was peaceful. Those who bought groceries, those who drank tea, those who quarreled, and those who beat children. What happened last night was obviously in their hearts, but they could just do whatever they should do, and they did not cause trouble to the government at all.

She had to sigh: "The people in the capital have such good quality!"

With sincere praise to the people, the two returned to the Imperial Palace together. Feng Yuheng came to pick up Xiangrong, and by the way, they also wanted to see what the embroidery scenes of the third lady of the Feng family and the fourth prince of the Xuan family were like.

The servants from the mansion told them: "The two distinguished guests are still in the cold hall. From last night to now, the third lady has not closed her eyes."

Feng Yuheng heard the answer: "What do you mean is that the Fourth Prince has passed away?"

The servant said, "The princess should go and see it yourself!"

When the two finally approached the cold hall, Xuan Tianming raised his arm and gently put his shoulder on her, and said, "Hold on." Then he quickly walked in with his wife.

As soon as he stepped into the cold hall, Feng Yuheng heard her third sister screaming "Ao" - "Fourth Prince! Why are you asleep again?"

When he looked up, he saw Xiangrong and Xuan Tianyi sitting on the side of the chess table. However, if Rong was more free, Xuan Tianyi was tied to a chair. Several large stones fell under the chair. The servant explained to them: "Miss Three said that the Fourth Prince is very disobedient and always moves around. She has to help her fall once. It's very troublesome, so he asked the servants to pick up some big stones to stabilize the chair, and they won't fall down."

At this time, Xiangrong was still holding an embroidery needle in his hand, and kept kicking Xuan Tianyi's leg under the table: "A big man, you can't stand me up late. I really don't know how your prince has been for so many years. Do you want to get an injection again?" He was about to use the embroidery needle to stab Xuan Tianyi.

Feng Yuheng held his forehead, "This child is a little bit of a big deal for me."

The servant of the Royal Palace also said: "It's not a pity that he is the princess's sister. This temperament is really...tsk tsk."

Feng Yuheng covered her face and went forward to pull Xiangrong, "Let's go home."

Xiangrong was happy when she saw her: "Second Sister, you are finally back!" After saying this, her eyes turned red. The heroic spirit just now faded away, and her tired face rushed over. Her legs became weak, and she collapsed towards Feng Yuheng.

Feng Yuheng quickly supported the person and saw that the girl fell asleep. She sighed softly, she didn't close her eyes since last night. This was so difficult for Xiangrong, who was just over ten years old, not to mention that she had to pretend to be strong and deal with Xuan Tianyi. It would be strange if she was not tired.

Huang Quan Wangchuan, who was following behind, quickly stepped forward to take Xiangrong. Feng Yuheng did not stay in the Royal Palace for much, and took her people out to get into the palace car lent to her by Xuan Tianming, and rushed to the county lord's mansion.

It is said that Old Lady Feng should have had a funeral today, but she knew that after the chaos last night, the capital was whitewashing the peace, and there were two worlds outside the city gate. At least the army in Qianli was searching for the remaining troops in the northern border, and some people were chasing Bu Cong to the east. The old lady had to leave the city after the funeral, and at this time, she could never go outside the capital.

She planned to do so that there would be no funeral for three days, and the next day would be five days, which would be the day after tomorrow. I wonder if the city gate could go out at that time.

She suddenly thought of something again, reached into her sleeve, took out two jars from it, and then said to Huang Quan: "You go to drive the bus first, change the shift, I have something to let him do."

The troupe was rushing the car outside at this time. When Feng Yuheng heard Feng Yuheng call her, he quickly handed the reins to Huangquan and turned into the car. Feng Yuheng handed him the two jars in his hand, "The palace car must be sent back, you can go there yourself, and then hand over these two things to Your Highness Ninth, and ask him to send someone to the palace to the emperor, saying that it was given by me and for the health care, and you can eat one pill of each jar a day."

Ban Zuo picked it up and looked at it for a while, and asked curiously: "What is this?"

Feng Yuheng told him: "Deep-sea fish oil and calcium tablets." Then he asked again: "I said, do you understand?"

Ban Zuo saw the ridicule in her eyes, rolled his eyes, ignored her, and went out to catch the bus again.

Feng Yuheng still laughed for a while, but she burst into tears.

She actually hopes that Tianwu's health will be better and that it is best to survive. He can always take care of the world. Although Xuan Tianming is also worried, it is better than being the emperor himself. What's more, she really likes Tianwu's temperament. It is true that the king of a country can maintain peace with civil and military virtues, but what can often affect a country in the end is the character of this king. Just like the capital she saw today, people can quickly adjust their state and devote themselves to normal life in such a turmoil. She knew that this was inseparable from the spiritual influence of Emperor Tianwu over the past few decades.

Such a great deal is very good.

But Dashun is good and Emperor's father is good, but it does not mean that the sons are all good. For example, now, the squad driving outside suddenly makes two "tsk tsk" sounds, and then the carriage stops, and then the squad says: "There is another big show in front of the Feng family."

Wangchuan quickly picked up the curtain of the car. The palace car had already stopped in front of the Feng Mansion. He saw a man standing at the door of the mansion, wearing a clean long gown, holding a mourning sticker in his hand, and was talking to the housekeeper of the Feng Mansion. Several carriages were parked behind the man, and someone was carrying things down from the carriage. Those boxes were covered with white cloth, which was very impressive.

He Zhong said a few words to the mansion, turned around and ran into the mansion. After a while, Feng Jinyuan came out in person and was about to kneel down when he lifted his robe. The man quickly stepped forward and helped Feng Jinyuan, and then looked into the mansion for a while, and a hint of disappointment was covered with his face.

Huang Quan said in confusion: "Fifth Prince? What is he here to do?"

Wangchuan said: "It seems that he is here to pay tribute to the old lady."

Feng Yuheng laughed, "Then he is the only prince to come to the door, so Feng Jinyuan, who used to look disgusted with others, is so flattering now."

The person in front of the Feng Mansion was the fifth prince Xuan Tianyan. At this time, he and Feng Jinyuan also saw the palace car parked not far away. Xuan Tianyan subconsciously said: "It's the palace car of the ninth brother."

Feng Jinyuan shivered, and without saying a word, he ran to the palace car and went near to the ground and knelt down, siring: "Your Highness of the King of Imperial Palace can come to the mansion to pay tribute to his mother. I am very grateful."

Xuan Tianyan also walked up, but he looked more carefully than Feng Jinyuan. He didn't know whether his ninth brother was inside, but Feng Yuheng, who was sitting inside, happened to meet him.

He was not surprised. It was normal for Feng Yuheng to sit in Xuan Tianming's palace car. It was normal for him to meet a lady from the Feng family in front of him. He just glanced at Feng Jinyuan who was kneeling on the ground, frowned slightly, and then said to Feng Yuheng: "Minister, long time no see."

Feng Jinyuan was stunned and subconsciously looked up and saw his second daughter sitting in the palace car watching them. Feng Jinyuan's old face was a little unconscious, but he was still not sure whether Xuan Tianming was inside, so he could only temporarily suppress the thoughts when he remembered them.
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