The story of the husband and the son of the doctor and daughter of Houmen

Chapter 589 Responding to the Emperor’s Order, Extorting a Confession (1)
Lance smiled, and sighed: "Oh, it's still the style of my brother's house. It's not like us. There are only ten cars. No, it took two trips, and I have to go again."

The head manager of the Su family immediately choked up, and after a while he cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Brother, you have worked hard! Then you hurry back, I can't delay."

"See you later, Brother Su."

"See you later." The manager of the Su family immediately restrained his arrogance, and waved his hands to urge the servants to leave quickly.

"Chief Manager, what a joy!" A servant beside Long Spear said with a smile, "We finally beat Dingbeihou's Mansion."

"Fuck you!" Lance raised his hand and smacked the kid on the back of the head, "What is the relationship between Dingbeihou's Mansion and our mansion? What's so good about beating them?"

The young man was whipped, but he didn't feel annoyed, he just rubbed the back of his head and asked with a smile: "Then you still told others to come again? Hey——Master, are we really going to come again?"

Lance sighed, and said: "Didn't you see that the Taishi ordered Liang's mansion to send only three carts of grain just now? It was some moldy brown rice. It's not easy for the boss to do his job! At this time, we don't help Dot, is that still a relative?"

"Then the Liang family donated some. I heard that Prime Minister Feng's family doesn't take away any money."

Lance laughed when he heard the words: "Their family is busy with funerals! How can they have the heart to donate food?"

"Hmph, people say that God is still open, and if he wants to smash it, he will specifically smash those who are rich and unkind."

"Hiss—" Lance took a deep breath, turned his head and glared at the boy next to him, "Where did you hear these words, you little bastard? Tell you, you can't talk nonsense! If you dare to do this again, I will kill you!" Your tongue!"

The little servant immediately turned pale with fright, and repeatedly begged for mercy: "Yes! Please forgive me, my lord, I will remember it."

The Feng family, who was scolded by the servants as 'rich and unkind', was in mourning at this time.

Feng Zongye was undoubtedly the pillar of the Feng family.It is not terrible that the earthquake knocked down the speechless pavilion of the prime minister's mansion. Feng Zongye died, and the Feng family really fell.Mrs. Feng fell into a coma when she heard the news that her wife had been crushed to death. After continuous medical treatment by the imperial physician, she finally woke up. fainted.

Feng Ziyun also secretly complained that her eldest sister, as a queen, sat firmly in the middle palace, why she didn't even know how to clean up her father's body, and just let him be transported back in such a dirty state.Even if there is an earthquake, there will be no shortage of people in the palace.

Later, the master of Lingxi County was in charge of the funeral, and ordered someone to clean the old man and put on his shroud. After tidying up, he parked it in the mourning room.When it was time to place the memorial tablet, the owner of Lingxi County asked Feng Ziyun: "Did the emperor not grant you a posthumous title?"

Feng Ziyun shook his head: "No, the whole country is full of devastation, I'm afraid the emperor hasn't thought of it for a while."

Princess Lingxi frowned, and asked again: "Then, did the master ever submit an invitation?"

Feng Ziyun thought for a while, then frowned and said, "You don't need to write a booklet, do you?"

"Then what if the emperor forgets?" Princess Lingxi was obviously dissatisfied with Feng Ziyun's behavior, "You are cowardly. I heard that Zhang Cangbei died and the emperor gave him a posthumous title on the spot and ordered the National Medical Center to judge him. Yao Yanyu sent his coffin back to his ancestral home for burial after the Chinese New Year. But why was our old man brought back so silently? This is the first-rank prime minister of the dynasty! Isn’t it better than a court order of the National Medical Center? This makes us Where do you put your face?"

"The emperor has his own reasons." Feng Ziyun had already touched the emperor's nose when he went to collect the corpse. At this time, he only wanted to calm down and finish the funeral of the old man.

Princess Lingxi sneered and said: "You are cowardly! You don't have to worry about this matter, I'll go back to Yan Wang's mansion and ask."

Feng Ziyun grew up under the shade of his father. He studied, became an official, and never took charge of anything big or small. Later, he married the princess of Lingxi, and it was not his turn to talk about the affairs of the princess's mansion. The rare word 'cowardly' is irrefutable.

Seeing that her husband had no objections, Princess Lingxi made up her mind to go back to Prince Yan's mansion when she had time.

General Wei was naturally busy this morning, he got up before dawn, and took people out of the mansion without breakfast.Now that the streets are full of refugees, he has to cooperate with Jin Linwei to take charge of the security of Yundu City.

Yao Yanyu was busier than him. She got up after the general left. After washing and changing clothes, she immediately drove into the palace. The health of the emperor is the key to the stability of Dayun Dynasty. .

Facts have proved how happy it is to have a wife and concubine who understands medicine. After a night of careful care by Concubine Su, the emperor woke up without any serious problems. It is said that he ate two pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and drank a bowl of pearl rice porridge.

Yao Yanyu entered the hall and kowtowed to greet Anbi, and after taking a pulse, he kowtowed again: "The emperor's body is fine, it's just a matter of eating a light food these days, and there is no need to use soup and medicine."

Su Pin hurriedly smiled and said: "That's great! The emperor said this morning that he was tired of those Laoshizi decoctions."

The emperor was not happy, he just waved his hands and told Su Pin and others to retreat.When Su Pinfu stepped back, she took away all the maids and eunuchs in the house.

Yao Yanyu knelt on the ground calmly and calmly, thinking that what should come will always come, and if you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. You are just greedy for cheap and using Hengwang's Zhuangzi. Could it be that the emperor will impose a conspiracy? The crime is on your own head?

The emperor didn't speak, and Yao Yanyu didn't dare to say anything, the hall fell silent for a while.Only the silver silk snow carbon in the engraved copper tripod next to it was burning quietly, occasionally beeping softly.After a long time, the emperor sighed deeply and asked, "What happened outside when you came?"

Yao Yanyu took a breath, and slowly replied: "Returning to the emperor, except for the century-old houses of the princes and princes in Yundu City, which can withstand this catastrophe, most of the houses have collapsed. On the way into the palace, apart from the guards guarding Tianjie Street and no one dared to approach, both sides of the street are full of disaster victims cuddling together to keep warm."

The expression on the emperor's face was like an ancient well without any waves.Yao Yanyu's words were naturally not exaggerated, but the emperor had already expected such a scene.He is not a frivolous young man, he has also experienced things like earthquakes, although it was the part of his imperial career that he was least willing to recall.

"Aren't you a little lucky?" The emperor's voice was a little cold, and the gaze that he looked down at seemed real, making the back of Yao Yanyu's neck feel chills.

Yao Yanyu replied slowly: "Back to the emperor, since the disaster came, I dare not say that my heart is hard to bear, but it is also difficult to sleep and eat."

(End of this chapter)