Chapter 297: Abandoning the Official

At this time, he will no longer be like an elder, except for the children of the concubines, all the cadres in the house are already waiting in the Bai family's house, and the sick-looking Fu Hou Ye is also there. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

When they saw Fu Minghua coming back, everyone saluted her first, and Fu Minghua greeted Fu Houye.

His face was very ugly, his eye sockets were sunken, his eyes were frightened and bloodshot, obviously Rong Sanniang's death scared him into a frightened bird, and his back was bent.

There was a light snow this morning, and the weather was cold, but the earth dragon was burned in the house, and Fu Minghua took the mink fur as soon as he came back, but Fu Houye was tightly wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside, his body was still trembling, and there was a 'gurgling' sound between the collision of teeth.

"Your grandfather knelt outside yesterday and suffered some cold." Bai Shi said reluctantly, and then asked without waiting for anyone to move the chair:

"How will this matter be resolved?"

"The death of Rong Sanniang really has nothing to do with our Hou Ye."

Bai wiped his tears, but Fu Minghua ignored her, but looked at Fu Houye: "Now my grandfather should also have a psychological preparation in his heart, Rong Sanniang died in Huangquan, and the county lord of Yunyang was unconscious." ā€

In any case, the matter should be accounted for.

When Bai Shi heard this, he was about to get angry, and slapped his thigh and shouted: "We are wronged!" ā€

Fu Minghua turned his head to look at her, his expression was indifferent, and Bai's crying voice gradually became smaller.

"Ahem...... cough cough ......" Fu Hou Ye coughed twice, and his face also showed hatred: "Rong Shangming harms me!" ā€

Shangming is Rong Tuying's word, and when he talks about Rong Tuying at this time, he no longer has the respectful yearning he used to have.

I also know that in the imperial study of Xuanhui Hall yesterday, in front of Emperor Jia'an, Rong Tuying must have put all the charges on Fu Houye, so that he gritted his teeth when he mentioned Rong Tuying at this time.

Fu Minghua lowered his head and pinched the handkerchief to cover the ridicule on his lips, and sat down first, before the Bai family glanced at the Zhong family and asked her to take the person out.

After all, it's not a glorious thing, and the less people know about it, the better.

As soon as the people left, most of the people in the house were also driven, and only Fu Hou Ye and his wife were left in the house, as well as a Fu Qixian, Fu Hou Ye asked:

"What does the prince think of the outcome of the matter?"

At this time, he no longer mentioned Concubine Rong, Rong Tuying, etc., but mentioned Yan Chai.

Fu Minghua lowered his eyes, hiding the look in his eyes, and then asked, "Since the emperor let you come back, there is room for maneuver in this matter." She spoke slowly, her voice was gentle, and when Hou Ye Fu heard this, his expression was relieved. Fu Minghua then said:

"I want you to submit a letter of resignation to the emperor, believing that you lack virtue and ability, and it is difficult to be qualified for the position of Taifu,"

"Shut up......" When Hou Ye Fu heard this, he was furious and spoke impulsively.

Fu Minghua ignored him, naturally he wouldn't stop, and he didn't even mean to pause because he spoke loudly, he still said:

"How can the Fu family be virtuous, they are not worthy of the grace of the first emperor, and ask the emperor to take back the position of Marquis of Changle."

"Ahem, cough, ahem!"

Fu Houye coughed sharply and heavily, obviously not calm in his heart at this time.

His face was flushed, and his beard stood on top of his chin.

He coughed so fiercely and so quickly that the spit from his mouth smacked his beard.

Bai Shi hurriedly rubbed his chest and pushed his back for him, he pushed Bai away viciously, and looked at Fu Minghua with a pair of red and bloodshot eyes.

"What did you say?"

He asked through gritted teeth, his expression grim.

To this day, what is it that he has suffered so much and suffered so much?

If it is like what Fu Minghua said, isn't the grievance he suffered in vain?

If he wanted to end up with such a result, then he didn't have to please Rong Tuying at that time, and he could still keep the Fu Mansion rich.

Although his position as a wife is idle, he is also an official of a product.

Fu Houye looked at Fu Minghua with a fierce expression, and Fu Minghua also looked at him with a calm expression.

He originally thought that Fu Minghua should be afraid of such a fierce and vicious appearance.

But what surprised Hou Ye Fu was that this eldest granddaughter, who he always thought was just empty beauty and her mother's false name in Jiangzhou, did not avoid or dodge under his gaze at this time, but he couldn't stand it, and instinctively turned his head away.

Once Fu Houye didn't turn his head, it was naturally equivalent to admitting defeat under the collision of the two momentum.

He was shocked in his heart, clenched his teeth, and his cheek muscles twitched a few times before he said a little embarrassed: "What do you mean?" ā€

Fu Minghua looked at Fu Houye: "Grandfather thinks I haven't made it clear?" ā€

"You made me ......"

"I asked my grandfather to submit a letter of resignation to the emperor, thinking that he was not good enough to be qualified for the post of Taifu, the Fu family was immoral and incompetent, and he was not worthy of the favor of the first emperor," she repeated again, this time the Bai family and others also came back to their senses, Fu Qixian was furious, and said loudly: "Shut up!" ā€

"Please ask the emperor to take back the title of Marquis of Changle."

Fu Minghua still finished speaking, and several members of the Fu family glared at her, and she suddenly sighed.

These idiots!

"When my grandmother sent someone to the palace, I asked someone to bring it, but I brought it?"

She pinched the veil, stroked her bun, and tilted her head to ask.

Bai Shi hated the two words she said before at this time, and when he heard her question, he was very unhappy: "You are asking now, but you want to show off your might?" ā€

When Fu Minghua heard her say this, he couldn't help laughing:

"What do I have to show off? I just want to say to the elders that good and bad come together, and although it is commendable to go straight up, it is not bad to retreat bravely. ā€

Now the situation of the Fu family, Emperor Jia'an has made it clear that as long as he accepts the title and does not want to die, if the Marquis of Fu insists on going his own way and holding on to this high-ranking official, the end can be imagined.

Hundreds of people in this Fu Mansion are afraid that they will all be buried in the hands of Fu Houye.

"What do you mean?"

Fu Houye asked again, and his lower eyelids twitched.

Fu Minghua sighed again.

The words had been said so clearly, but he still wanted to ask.

She tugged at the hem of her skirt, raised her head casually, looked at Hou Ye Fu and said, "If I don't make it clear today, I'm afraid my grandfather won't give up." ā€

"Let's start with my mother's suicide and the Fu family being demoted." She mentioned it again, and the corners of Bai's mouth twitched and twitched.

"At the beginning, my grandfather conspired with Concubine Rong for the sake of a position of power, right?"

She asked gently, her tone was not sharp, but Fu Hou Ye felt indescribably embarrassed.

The Fu family is already on the hereditary title, and the wealth has been going on for generations, if he is not for the position of power, why should he take refuge in Concubine Rong? Fu Minghua asked knowingly, obviously deliberately embarrassing him.

Thinking of this, Fu Houye's face was a little ugly, he snorted coldly, and did not speak, but his attitude was acquiescing.

"You must think that your father married the Xie family that day, and the Jiangzhou Xie family is one of the four surnames. Fu Minghua's eyes gradually brightened, but Fu Houye's eyes didn't dare to fall on her at all. (To be continued.) )