Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 841 So Confessed (3 More)
The Beiyan mission was assassinated as soon as it entered the capital of Chu State, and the one who was injured was the most beloved imperial concubine of Emperor Yan.

Fu Zichuan's face was very ugly, and when Li Yuan was settled in the posthouse, he went out to find Xue Shangshu without waiting for a rest, and asked Xue Shangshu to take him into the palace to meet Emperor Xuanjing.

Xue Shangshu's old face was full of embarrassment, "My lord, the time for the envoy's interview has been set for tomorrow, and now His Majesty hasn't summoned you, so I can't bring you into the palace."

Fu Zichuan drew out his long sword directly, and the sharp and cold blade touched Xue Shangshu's neck, "It's up to you to choose whether to lead the way or not."

Xue Shangshu wiped off his cold sweat, and finally had to agree to bring Fu Zichuan into the palace.

It had been expected that the envoys from Beiyan would come, Zhao Xi did not go to the imperial study to review the memorials today, but was sitting in the emperor's bedroom drinking tea and reading a book.

As for the assassination in Jinyu Lane, the archer has already reported all the details to Zhao Xi.

Knowing that the imperial concubine had been shot by an arrow and sent back to the post house, the corners of Zhao Xi's exquisite lips twitched upwards.

He was waiting for Prince Liang's son Fu Zichuan to come to seek justice for Li Yuan, but he didn't want to wait for half an hour for nothing.

At this moment, Eunuch Sanbao ran in with a pale face, and gasped, "Your Majesty, it's not good, that son of Prince Liang, he ran outside the Meridian Gate and beat the Dengwen Drum, saying that there was a great grievance sue."

Zhao Xi paused while drinking tea, and a sneer appeared in his phoenix eyes, "Don't make a fuss, just let Shuntian Mansion follow the regulations."

Do things according to the charter?
Eunuch Sanbao seemed to understand something, hurried out of Qianqing Palace, got into a soft sedan chair and went to Shuntian Mansion.

Dengwengu of Chu State was under the jurisdiction of Shuntian Prefecture.

The Dengwen Drum is the only way for the people to go directly to Tianting to report their grievances to the emperor, but this drum cannot be played by anyone. Anyone who plays the Dengwen Drum must first go to Shuntian Mansion to receive the [-]th National Congress of the Communist Party of China. This is a kind of warning to the common people, warning them not to treat Dengwen drums as toys and play casually.

Outside the Meridian Gate right now, many people gathered to watch the excitement.

"The last time the Dengwen drum was sounded was several years ago. At that time, the collapse of the Ningzhou coal mine buried more than [-] miners alive. There was an uproar. Now it is sounded again. It should not be a big surprise. case?"

"Looking at the luxurious clothes of the young man beating the drum, he should come from a wealthy family. How can there be any grievances?"

"Hey, my lord, who are you suing?"

There was a fire in Fu Zichuan's heart, and his hands were full of strength, as if he wanted to smash the one-foot-high drum.

Although the two countries were at war, Bei Yan came to celebrate Emperor Chu's birthday with all sincerity. How could Emperor Chu allow the assassins to assassinate the mission?

Listen to what those officials from the Ministry of Rites said?It was all an accident, and they didn't expect that there would be an assassin.

With such a perfunctory rhetoric, he didn't even bother to make up a lie, and told him clearly that the assassination was the acquiesce of Emperor Xuanjing of Chu nodding.

The more Fu Zichuan thought about it, the more angry he became, and the drums became louder and louder.

Xue Shangshu stood aside and his mouth twitched. Facing the people's questions, he explained patiently, "This is the son of Prince Liang, the representative of the Beiyan Mission. He was assassinated when he first entered Beijing. , I want His Majesty to come forward and uphold justice."

The common people stared straight at each other, "What? People from Beiyan? You should be killed, you should be killed, and you deserve to be killed. Why are you still playing the Dengwen drum? Get out of Chu!"

All of a sudden, the people who were standing and watching the show became excited. They all pointed at Fu Zichuan's nose and cursed.

Fu Zichuan's eyes turned completely cold.

Although he is a representative of the mission, he is still the son of the prince, the head of the three sons of the Beiyan Emperor. When he was in Beiyan, no one respected him and held him up. Even the Emperor Yan praised him as the best in the world. He once thought of the state of Chu, but was driven away like a beggar.

Hearing the blatant abuse from the people of Chu State, Fu Zichuan clenched the hilt of his sword with his right hand.

Xue Shangshu saw that the situation was not going well, so he hurried over to make amends, "Forgive me, the people of Chu State are hospitable, and the way of expressing their enthusiasm may be different from your Beiyan, you... ah—"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Zichuan's long sword was already on his neck, and he threatened in a cold voice, "Let them go, or I will cut off your head and bring you into the palace to meet the Emperor Chu!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from behind the crowd, "Who just beat the Dengwen drum?"

But it was the yamen messenger from Shuntian Mansion who came.

Seeing the official messenger, the common people moved out of the way in fear, and then all looked at Fu Zichuan.

The Yacha's eyes fell on Fu Zichuan, and seeing that he had put his sword against Xue Shangshu's neck, he frowned, "Who are you? Don't you know that it is a felony to hurt an official of the imperial court? You were the one who knocked on the Dengwen drum just now? That's just right. , come with me!"

Less than two hours after entering Beijing, Fu Zichuan had fully experienced the shamelessness of Chu people, and he was not in the mood to deal with them. When he swiped his long sword, Xue Shangshu's neck was immediately wiped with blood.

The faces of the yamen servants changed drastically, and they didn't dare to go forward again, for fear that Fu Zichuan would kill Xue Shangshu directly.

Fu Zichuan said with a cold face: "The Beiyan mission came to celebrate the birthday at the order of the Emperor Yan, but they were assassinated as soon as they entered the city, resulting in two deaths and one injury to the envoys. Such grievances can't be complained unless Deng Wengu. If Chu If the emperor refuses to come forward and give Bei Yan an explanation, then this son will decide on his own, and kill the Minister of Rites to comfort the souls of the two envoys!"

Hearing that he was the son of Prince Liang of Northern Yan, the yacha took a step back in shock.

"Prince Liang's son has such a big tone." Suddenly someone in the crowd sneered, his voice was clear and flexible, and it made people feel heart-catching after hearing it.

Fu Zichuan followed the prestige, and saw a slender and exquisite red shadow coming across the crowd.

She was wearing a woolen jacket with begonia red sleeves and a gorilla felt cloak, with her pretty face in the hood, holding the stove in both hands.

When she got close, she raised her hand, gently took off the hood, revealing a delicate and gorgeous face, with a smile on the corner of her lips, "Kill the second-rank official of the Chu Kingdom, and the son thinks that you can return home safe and sound." Beiyan?"

Fu Zichuan stared at Wen Wan's face in a daze before, but he suddenly woke up when he heard the words, and then he was annoyed for a while, and then he frowned, "Who are you?"

Wen Wan chuckled, "I heard that you want to see His Majesty, he asked me to spread the word, since the son of the world has sounded the Dengwen drum, then follow the rules of beating the Dengwen drum."

As he spoke, he ordered the Yamen who was standing stupidly by the side, "Take it back, first stamp it with twenty big boards, and then hand it over to me."

The servants saluted Wen Wan respectfully, "Princess."

"Go." Wen Wan's voice was soft, with a smile on her lips that never faded, looking at her charming and affectionate, but her eyes were cold, making people feel chills in their backs.

This seemingly sentimental but ruthless appearance really makes people...

Fu Zichuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath and put the long sword back into the scabbard. He knew the rules of Dengwengu, so he didn't bother, and followed the Yacha directly to Shuntian Mansion.

Xue Shangshu had heard the rumors in the market for a long time. He was one of the ministers who opposed Wen Wan's entry into the court that day in the Golden Palace. Now that such a big scandal has caused such a big scandal, he feels that he has lost the face of Chu State, so he saw Wen Wan, Xue Shangshu's old face was tense, he bowed rudely and left first, unwilling to say a word to Wen Wan.

Xue Shangshu is a member of the second rank, a veteran of the two dynasties, he naturally has the capital to dump the face of the princess, but the common people dare not let them gossip about the scandal between the princess and the new emperor in private, they are more enthusiastic than anyone else, really When they saw the deity, they had nothing but fear, so when Fu Zichuan was taken away, they turned into birds and beasts and dispersed, not daring to stay in front of the Meridian Gate, for fear that someone who accidentally offends the new emperor's heart would be unhappy and bring disaster.

For ordinary people, twenty big boards can kill half of their lives, but Fu Zichuan is a martial arts practitioner. After this fight, his face turned slightly pale, and there was nothing unusual about it. It seemed a little painless. itch.

Wen Wan has been waiting outside the Meridian Gate, and when she saw him being brought back by the yamen, her red lips raised again, "Come with me."

Fu Zichuan took a deep look at Wen Wan, and then followed her without saying a word until he reached the Qianqing Palace.

Zhao Xi had been waiting for a long time and was a little tired. Only when he saw these two people come in, he glanced at Fu Zichuan with cold eyes, "I heard that Prince Liang's son beat the Dengwen drum in front of the Meridian Gate. I don't know why?"

Thinking of the imperial concubine lying unconscious in the posthouse, Fu Zichuan's anger was instantly ignited, he frowned and said: "I was ordered by Emperor Yan to come here to celebrate Emperor Chu's birthday. Was assassinated, isn't Emperor Chu going to give Bei Yan an explanation?"

Zhao Xi looked at him indifferently, and there was a hint of sarcasm on his lips, "I personally arranged this assassination. I wonder if Prince Liang's son is satisfied with this explanation?"

(End of this chapter)