Chapter 420 Prince VS Little Brother 20
Chapter 420 Prince VS Little Brother 20
The scene was so horrifying that many slaves and servants in the mansion fainted from fear.
"My Lord, His Majesty has asked you to take good care of this jar. After all, it was bought with money from the Yong'an Marquis's Mansion." After delivering the oral order, Eunuch Sun left without looking back.
This matter spread quickly among the ministers in the court like a gust of wind, and everyone was well-informed.
Everyone knew that the Imperial Preceptor had been sentenced to being turned into a human pig for deceiving His Majesty, and now this tortured Imperial Preceptor had been sent to the Yong'an Marquis's Mansion. Everyone secretly speculated that this matter must be related to the Regent's arranged marriage.
For a time, everyone expressed their sympathy for the Yong'an Marquisate, which had fallen into such a situation because of provoking the Regent. In their opinion, if you go against the Regent, the end will definitely be extremely miserable, and you will be skinned alive if not dead.
"My Lord, what should we do?" Madam Xiao woke up slowly from her coma. The first thing she did after waking up was to ask Marquis Yong'an for countermeasures with a terrified face.
Yong'an Hou's face was filled with rage. He raised his hand and slapped Madam Xiao, shouting, "I told you from the beginning that he couldn't be replaced. You insisted on caring about Xiaoyu. Now, our entire mansion will die with him."
Madam Xiao covered her cheeks, tears in her eyes, and said aggrievedly, "My Lord, didn't you agree to this that day? Don't you also want Xiaoyu to enter the palace?"
Yong'an Hou snorted coldly: "Hmph, Your Majesty is not even selecting concubines now, so why would you enter the palace? Go and ask Xiao Yubai tomorrow to say something good to him in front of the Regent."
At this moment, Marquis Yong'an no longer had any intention of letting Xiaoyu enter the palace. He was only thinking about how to survive the disaster in front of him.
"Father, if Xiao Yubai could have had the say, would His Majesty still have sent the Imperial Master?" Xiao Yujin, the prince of the Marquisate, felt helpless as he watched his parents panicking, although he had not spoken out to stop the replacement that day.
"Xiao Yubai's dull look is not pleasing. He probably can't protect himself in the palace. Instead of asking him for help, it would be better to let Xiaoyu contact the Regent. He is the one who should marry him.
"It's perfect for her to enter the palace now. If Xiao Yu goes there, Xiao Yubai will be useless. Now that the Regent has woken up, he's still the one who calls the shots in Dayong." Xiao Yujin analyzed expressionlessly.
"Jin'er is right. Xiaoyu was supposed to marry the Regent. As for Xiao Yubai, being a concubine is already a blessing from heaven." Madam Xiao was still agreeing with the father and son. She seemed to have never thought that Fu Nanzhan was not someone they could easily control.
Besides, Xiao Yubai is her own flesh and blood, but she has never done her best to raise him. Instead, she has always wanted him to sacrifice himself for the Marquis' Mansion.
As early as after Fu Nanzhan woke up, he secretly dispatched many secret guards to keep a close eye on every move of the Yong'an Marquis Mansion.
At this moment, everything the family said was recorded word for word by the secret guards, and when it was time to change shifts, they would return to the palace to report the details to Fu Nanzhan.
"Alright, alright, this Yong'an Marquisate is truly despicable. They are so ungrateful! Trying to force a fake into the palace is simply wishful thinking.
In that case, I will give them a 'generous gift' so that they can learn from it." Fu Nanzhan's hair stood on end in anger, thinking to himself that he usually regarded the person as a treasure.
In the eyes of the Yong'an Marquis's Mansion, even the position of a concubine is a gift, which is really intolerable.
He was determined to make the Yong'an Marquisate understand how foolish their actions were and that they would eventually regret their behavior.
"Go back."
The secret guard had just finished reporting the various actions of the Yong'an Marquis' Mansion when he keenly realized that his own prince was already furious. When he heard the prince's order, he felt as if he had been pardoned and hurriedly retreated quietly.
Fu Nanzhan was alone in his study, muttering to himself, “My mission is to make my wife a king that everyone admires, and to protect our country.
However, this defense of the country should only be done after another country invades, right? In the previous small world, taking action in advance did not cause chaos, so perhaps we can give it a try now.
Why not first contain Nanzhao and Northern Qi, temporarily let the Dada cause trouble, and then when the time is right, destroy them in one fell swoop? Would this count as defending the country?"
He frowned and paced back and forth in the study, thinking hard about how to deal with the situation.
After a long moment, he shook his head slightly and sighed, "Forget it. Let's just take it one step at a time. The most important thing is to go back to my room and accompany my wife."
When he returned to the bedroom, he saw that his beloved was already fast asleep.
Looking at the peaceful sleeping face, Fu Nanzhan was filled with pity. Although he had thousands of words to say, he couldn't bear to wake her up at this moment.
I could only lie down on my side, gently hold him in my arms, and then slowly close my eyes, having a peaceful and dreamless night.
The next morning, when they went to court, all the ministers were extremely cautious. The incident of the imperial teacher being executed yesterday was still fresh in their minds. They were afraid that they would anger the emperor if they were not careful, so they did not mention the selection of concubines at all.
After Fu Nanzhan left the court, he felt that the time for court was too early, and he could not help but complain to Fu Runze: "Ziyao, starting tomorrow, I will no longer attend court."
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