Chapter Ninety-Six: Heart-to-Heart (2)
"Hah...... It's okay......" Doctor Miao smiled heartily. Obviously, I have forgotten who thought he was ugly last time and didn't let him see a doctor.
But he forgot, but Su Yitong remembered.
Swallowing weakly, she snorted, "That...... It's getting late, so I'll take my leave, and we'll talk about it tomorrow. β
She slept during the day and woke up after noon, so it was strange that she could fall asleep.
Feng Feiyi watched her leave thoughtfully, and when she was far away, his face sank. "Cloud Decision."
Yun Qing went back to his room to rest, and only Yun Du was guarding the door.
He heard a voice come in and called out, "Master." β
Feng Feiyi's eyes were slightly gloomy, and even his voice was a little cold. "Anyway, what happened on the road?"
Yun Jue shook his head, glanced sideways at Doctor Miao, and saw that he didn't mean to speak, so he slowly spoke, and briefly said what happened on the road in Youzhou City from beginning to end.
After listening to his story, Feng Feiyi's face darkened.
After being away from the capital for many days, without going through the court for a long time, did the person who tried to stir up the world want to remove him from his name, and even his people dared to move.
The anger around him swelled, and he seemed to be unable to suppress it and went straight into the air.
Yun Jue felt his scalp tingle, and subconsciously silenced.
Doctor Miao said with a pleasant face: "Now is not the time for the prince to be angry, you should still look away." β
As soon as he said this, the compelling momentum was gone, and the anger was dispersed, Feng Feiyi's face was dark and calm, and his face was still ugly. "Can you find out that the eyeliner in the capital has been removed?"
That's what he's been worried about.
There has been such a big change in the capital, it is impossible not to leak the slightest rumor. But according to Yunqing's return, in addition to the regent's palace, even Jun Mo was blinded by the abnormalities of the capital.
In this way, the matter is much more complicated.
And after the person behind it pulled out the eyeliner that the Regent's Mansion had planted in the capital, there was no further action. It seems that he has no intention of offending him, but just wants to seal his ears and eyes so that he can act conveniently.
But in his opinion, this has already touched his bottom line.
Yun replied, "Not yet." β
Since the accident in the shadows, he has led people to search the entire capital without sleep, but the force that suddenly appeared seems to have disappeared out of thin air, and no matter how he investigates, he can't find the slightest clue.
The capital is so big, you don't need to think much about it to know that this matter must be related to the court, but who is related to it, and who covets the throne of the Su family, it is difficult to check.
After all, those who are interested in the throne must have carefully planned for many years, so how could they easily let them find clues. Moreover, the Su family now has only one lone seedling like Su Yitong, and there is not even a royal relative.
He really couldn't think of who he should start with, and who could be more powerful than his own master and reach out to Youzhou.
What's more, there are not many powerful people in the court, except for their own master and the general Jun Mo, only Prime Minister Liuli remains.
This is also what makes him the most entangled, Prime Minister Liuli checked it, and came to the conclusion that he is fair and honest, and he is a good official who is too good to be good.
Not to mention the general Jun Moyan, in addition to loving nonsense, he is also a good official with integrity......
As for those little gongluo in the court, he checked it even more, and he still checked it door to door, and in the end, he did not find the evidence of rebellion, but found a bunch of evidence of corrupt officials who accepted bribes.
He was a heart stopper. After several days and nights of sleeplessness, in the end, he made a wedding dress for someone else.
He still remembered the expression on the face of the Great General Jun Mo when he took the evidence from him. It was definitely the most slappy expression he had ever seen in his life, and he couldn't wait to give him a slap.
It's a pity that he can't beat it.
"That's it." Feng Feiyi waved his hand, "Since it can't be found, let's put an end to this matter first." β
The most important thing at the moment should be the plague in Youzhou.
Yun Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "That subordinate ......"
Since he didn't check, he should go back to the capital.
However, no sooner had he had than the idea came to his mind, when a basin of cold water poured over his head. Feng Feiyi glanced at him, and said word by word: "You don't have to go back to the capital for the time being, stay with Yunqing." β
He is in Youzhou, his hands and feet are tied, how can he do without his right arm.
Yun Jue's eyes widened. "The ...... of the capital"
"The king has his own arrangements for the affairs of the capital," after saying this, he rubbed his eyebrows a little tiredly, and said, "Stand down, I will talk about it tomorrow." β
After sitting with his sick body for a day, he was really powerless.
Early in the morning.
Youzhou City opened a warehouse to release grain, and the city was very lively.
Many people who were quarantined at home happily came out with rice bags, ready to take them full of platinum before going back.
But who knows, as soon as it came out, he was dumbfounded, the prefect's yamen opened a warehouse to put grain, but the grain was already boiled gruel, and one person could only get one bowl.
So, the idea of filling the bag with platinum was in vain, and the people had to go home and bring a bowl and drag their families out to line up.
For the people in the city who still had surplus food, a bowl of gruel was nothing. But for the people outside the city who had been hungry for two days, a bowl of gruel was not enough.
In the afternoon, the refugees were in a ruffle over the uneven distribution.
Su Yitong was still rummaging through the medical books in the room, and was startled by Fan Ling, who rushed in at a trot. "Your Majesty...... Oh no, no......"
Frowning slightly, she looked sideways at him. "Since Lord Fan is the prefect of Youzhou, he acts so hastily, don't you feel that he has lost his identity?"
God knows how hard she went to to read the medical books. This man rushed in and washed away all her thoughts, could she not be angry?
Fan Ling straightened the crooked black gauze hat on his head, and arched his hand: "Weichen is offended, and I ask Your Majesty to forgive me." β
Secretly rolling his eyes, Su Yitong put down the book. "Anyway, what's the matter?"
Fan Ling lowered his eyelids and said tremblingly: "Those refugees outside the city are making trouble again......
"Again?" Su Yitong was very good at asking the point: "What do you mean?" β
Fan Ling wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, remembered the regent's explanation yesterday, and hurriedly shook his head and said, "No...... Didn't ......."
The expression of weakness is obviously a clear statement.
Su Yitong pursed his lips, and said with a threat in his eyes: "What, the prefect is trying to bully the king?" β
"No," Fan Ling shook his head.
"Then you are going to be honest and honest?"
"This?" Fan Ling was in a dilemma, and he really didn't know whether to say it or not.
"Say." What Su Yitong hates the most is the way people procrastinate and want to talk about it, but when he saw his appearance, his heart suddenly became nameless, and he slapped the table angrily and said: "If you don't say it, you will pull it down and hit fifty boards." β
Fan Ling was really scared now. Fifty boards will kill people, but the regent can't afford to offend him.
His lips squirmed for a long time, he simply gritted his teeth ruthlessly, and directly explained the incident of the people gathering on the streets yesterday to make trouble.
Su Yitong listened to his words and fell into a short silence.
What she couldn't understand was why Feng Feiyi wanted people to hide such a trivial matter from her.
Are you afraid that she won't be able to bear those slanders, so she hides them? But she doesn't usually act so cowardly, as for him being so cautious?
Peach Blossom's eyes stared, and she asked in a deep voice, "Do you still have anything to say?" β
Fan Ling shook his head, "No...... No. "He has already said everything that should be said, where dare he hide it.
"Really?" Blinked in disbelief, the glowing peach blossom eyes seemed to have a sharp blade in it.
Fan Ling shook his shoulders and opened his mouth with insufficient confidence. "Most of what the people said yesterday was filth against you. Moreover, they also made up ballads......"
"What ballad?"
Fan Ling lowered his voice and read the ballad out. "The meat of the Zhumen dog stinks, and there are sick and dead bones on the road. The Son of Heaven does not know the suffering of the people, and treats wine as a song and rejoicing every night. β
"Hmm." Su Yitong nodded, and there was not much emotional change on his face.
Fan Ling looked at her unexpectedly. "Your Majesty, aren't you angry?"
was pointed at her nose and scolded the faint king, and asked her to roll off the throne, she was not even angry? Was he delusional? Or did His Majesty the Emperor not hear what he was saying at all?
Su Yitong laughed angrily. "Good and decent, what are I angry about."
Waving her hand, she hooked her lips and smiled: "Let's go, I'll go and see the trouble you said today." β
As soon as Feng Feiyi sent Yun Jue to stop people, he saw Fan Ling leading the way, nodded and led Su Yitong towards him.
His eyebrows flickered, and his face suddenly became gloomy.
This prefect doesn't seem to be as simple as he imagined.
He had already instructed that no matter how big or small the matter was in the city, he was not allowed to make trouble with Su Yitong, but he was born to this person, not only made trouble, but also put on a look that it was none of his business. It's not a plan, but what!
Lowering his eyelids, he pursed his lips, his face still not good-looking.
Su Yitong walked over casually and patted him on the shoulder. "Hey! Feng Feiyi, you are not righteous, yesterday's big excitement didn't wake me up, but made me oversleep, isn't it a bit too much? β
Sure enoughβ
The sharp eyes swept over, Fan Ling lowered his head in a knowing mistake, and trembled and pleaded: "Weichen is guilty." β
"Hey! To tell you the truth, how much sin it can be. β
Before Feng Feiyi got angry, Su Yitong looked at him with a hippie smile and said, "Let's go, I didn't see yesterday's excitement, and today's excitement should be seen after all." β
Otherwise, everyone will think that her soft persimmons are easy to handle and can tolerate wanton bullying.
Wickedly, she hooked her lips and went to pull the sleeve robe of the Wind Wing.
"So, this king is nosy?" This person's ability to die without paying for his life is really not low, and he even regarded his kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs.
"No, no." Su Yitong pulled him and said as he walked: "The regent cares about me so much, it's too late for me to be grateful!" β
Turning her head to glance behind him, she asked, "What about Doctor Miao?" Why didn't he come? β
The topic changed too quickly, and Feng Feiyi's anger had just burst into flames, and it was quietly cut off by the person in front of him.
Yun Jue, who had gone and returned, saw this scene and almost laughed out loud without holding back his expression. The emperor is really powerful, he can make the master's anger dissipate invisibly. It's incredible.