Ji Hu didn't answer his sister's question directly, but just raised his eyes to look at the phoenix bird on the screen behind the case, his eyes were a little confused: "The secret envoy of Echeng passed the book, and as soon as Gongzi Kun returned to Echeng, he didn't have time to meet Eyufang, so he was captured by the edict and imprisoned in another palace. This is still the case for the eldest son, let alone a daughter? Killing her will not only not shake the will of E Yufang, but will give the thief the truth."

"That...... What are the plans of Brother Wang?" Becky put a little snack.

"Lone will make a letter of resignation with the Inner Palace Department, stamp the king's seal, and send a team of guards to send her back to her parents' house. After that, men and women will marry and each will have nothing to do with it."

"That's all it can be." Bo Ji sighed, and then remembered that he had just seen Li Yao cowering in the snow outside the hall, and finally couldn't bear it, and said tentatively: "But Brother Wang, Concubine E has a deep affection for you, you ...... Are you really willing to do it?"

"What about reluctance? What if you can't bear it?" Ji Hu looked at Bo Ji, and his eyes were quite meaningful: "Wang Mei has been immersed in the Yin Deep Palace for many years, and now she is the wife of Qi Houzheng, don't you know the truth of "the king has no wife"? The queen mother is the *** of Da Zhou, and she is extremely intelligent, even she is not satisfied, let alone a concubine? You are also a party now, you can no longer act willfully, and the love of the monarch is like water and clouds, fluttering and uncertain. If you take it as your only dependence, you will die without a place to bury."

How could Bo Ji not hear the sorrow in Ji Hu's words, and he didn't dare to speak, so he just bowed his head and didn't say anything. Ji Hu sighed lightly: "That's it, the Marquis of Qi has decided to choose an auspicious day to return to the country, and before that, Wang Mei must not visit Concubine E again. Say goodbye and be well!"

Before Bo Ji could reply with a "no", Ji Hu waved his sleeves impatiently: "I'm annoyed by Lonely, you can go back to the inn!"

The snow was falling, and the convoy escorting the concubine of Hubei was out of the south gate of Luojing.

Li Yao, who was uneasy, lifted the curtain of the car and looked back at the white city wall on the gate tower of Luojing City, and the two lines of tears couldn't help but slide down. Is that all right? After four or five years of wasted time in the Zhou Palace, what did I get? Only the silk book with the king's seal in his bosom was carried. Who is to blame? Blame the Son of Heaven for being ruthless, or blame himself for his ambitious father who treats his children as mustard?

"Princess, don't look at it!" The maid said distressedly: "I heard that yesterday, a princess Boji had returned to Linzi with Qi Hou, alas! Even if she doesn't leave, according to our downfall, we can't hide, where will she come to see us off?"

"Hugh blames her!" Li Yao still protects her best friend: "She is also Mrs. Qi Guozheng now, and it is impossible for her to act freely and autocraticly, besides, even if she comes to see me, what can she do?" It's just one more person to cry with."

The meaning of the words was sad, and the maid couldn't help but feel relieved when she heard it, and asked in a trembling voice, "Princess, are you...... You can't think about it, can you?"

"Don't worry, I'm not an aunt." Li Yao smiled indifferently: "I have something I can't think of, and I haven't been sorry for anyone. Whether it is to the king or to my father, I have a clear conscience. After a trip to Hojing, I understood that a woman still has to plan for herself in this life. Even if you can't help yourself, you can't wronged yourself, and don't embarrass yourself for others."

"Princess......" the maid had tears in her eyes.

"Let's go, let's go home!" Li Yao's heart suddenly became lighter: "Speaking of which, my aunt is still not as lucky as me. Looking at the palace, you can only return to the soul! It's still not as good as me, and I can stand firmly on the land of my hometown."

"What? My granddaughter was divorced by that kid from Jihu?" In the study room behind the Zhou Mansion in Beijing, when he heard Uncle Mei's report, Zhou Gongding was so shocked that he got up.

"It's true." Uncle Mei was also indignant: "Although General Chongli was transferred from the Chengzhou camp to escort Niangniang, regardless of the difficulty of this snowy flying road, this little Zhou King's heart is so ruthless!"

Zhou Gongding sat weakly on the soft couch behind the case, and whispered: "He is going to tell the world that the Great Zhou and the Hubei country are in the same situation, otherwise there will not be a concubine who can't tolerate her?" It's just that this slap is also a slap in my Ji Ding's face!"

"Yes. If you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, who doesn't know that the second concubine is not only the daughter of the Marquis of E, but also the granddaughter of Lord Guogong! The king did not say a word, and then he went straight to the letter of resignation, where did the old prince go?"

Uncle Mei's words touched Zhou Gongding, his white eyebrows suddenly shook, and he said in his heart: The Son of Heaven is pro-government

came, first set up a border army to resist the lynx, and then went south to inspect, with the intention of pacifying the Hubei country. Although the army was defeated this time, it also made the government and the opposition condensed that they must destroy Hubei in the future. From this point of view, the young King of Zhou, the culprit of the rat Gu incident back then, was engraved in his heart and cleaned up one by one. And what about yourself? What did the Son of Heaven think in his heart? Do you consider yourself an accomplice as well......

Thinking about it, a cold sweat broke out on Zhou Gongding's ravine-ravine forehead, and he waved his hand weakly: "Control the mouths of the people in the house, and don't talk nonsense outside about Concubine Hugh, otherwise the family will be ***."

"No!" Although Uncle Mei is puzzled, he is used to being a tame retainer for many years, and the master does not take the initiative to order, and he only does things without inquiring.

"Alas—what a poor child! I hope God can give her a way to live!" A rare hint of pity rose in the corner of Zhou Gongding's eyes.

In the apse of the Egong Palace, Zhou prostrated himself in front of the Eyu plan with tears on his face, and kept kowtowing and pleading: "Your Excellency, it is not her fault that Meng Yao was retired, and please ask the gentleman to read it for the sake of the concubine's many years of service, and allow her to return to the palace to accompany the concubine!"

She was originally the daughter of the Duke of Zhou, and gave birth to a son and a daughter for Eyufang, if it weren't for the establishment of the Yinu as the lady in order to stabilize the Yiren Alliance, she would have been the best candidate for the position of the lady after the death of the original partner. Because of this, although E Yufang has neglected her in recent years, she has always respected her. If it weren't for the sake of his daughter, when would he be so low?

"Shut up!" Today's Eyu Fang is not as gentle and soothing to her as in the past, and Tie Qing is unpretentious: "The widow sent her into the palace, and I really expect her to win glory for the E-tribe like her aunt, even if she can't be crowned, she can give birth to a prince and make a name for herself in the Zhou room. Unexpectedly, she was so unbearable, she was abandoned by King Xiao Zhou and returned home, losing the face of my clan! What kind of face does she have to return home? If you are angry, you should kill yourself before the king when you get the letter of resignation, and you can be regarded as a martyr! What is this now? How can an abandoned woman enter my palace?"

Zhou Shi was not angry when he heard this, and stared at E Yufang with his eyes, as if he had never known him: "What is this thing that the king said? Was it Mencius's fault that he was dismissed? The king and the rebel joined forces, and the intersection of Zao Road intended to assassinate the king and kill the driver, who in the world does not know? There is a father like this, and the king of Zhou did not issue an edict to give Meng'er death, but it is the benevolence of the Son of Heaven. Does the king still use the death of his own daughter to cover up his disobedience?"

"Bold!" E Yufang blew in front of Zhou like a gust of wind, and a loud slap slapped her in the face, and shouted angrily, "You dare to insult Ben Hou? Don't think that if you are the daughter of Duke Zhou, the widow will not dare to kill you! Your old father is just a piece of rotten wood in the pickaxe capital now, how long can he rely on? If it weren't for the sake of the pomfret face, the widow would have finished you with a foot of white silk today! Get lost! From now on, he shall not be called, and he shall appear before the widow."

Zhou, who was scattered and crying and shouting, was carried out of the hall by two attendants, and the roots of E Yufang's ears finally calmed down. He let out a long breath, only to feel that his head was a little dizzy, and suddenly two cool and slender fingertips pressed his temples left and right, like two thin cool wires pulling themselves out of the chaos. He grabbed the delicate and tender thorn and sighed, "Madam, it's still hello! If it weren't for the persecution of King Xiao Zhou, where would the widow be willing to divorce his wife? Now that you've torn your face, you don't have to worry about the Zhou Room anymore, and you can go back to the palace!"

Mrs. Yi's autumn eyes were full of grievances: "The concubine knows what the king thinks about the concubine, but others don't think like this. The king didn't hear the wind and rain in the city now, and they all pointed out that the concubine was a disaster for the country, which caused the king and the Zhou family to turn against each other. and Meng Yao was retired, but the concubine was solemnly welcomed back to the palace by the king, which is the result of the king's partiality."

"Hugh has to pay attention to that philistine!" E Yufang has always paid little attention to these people's remarks, but when he thinks of it, he is finally anxious: "But what should I do with this woman's return? Although she is not allowed to return to the palace, if she is allowed to walk around the city, the countrymen will also point and poke; If she is not even allowed to return to Echeng, I am afraid that she will be talked about again, saying that widows are unkind fathers. It's hard to do!"

Mrs. Yi smiled: "This is simple!"

E Yufang patted the slender hands that had wrapped around his neck: "You ghost elf, don't you have any good ideas again? Come, tell me about it!"

Mrs. Yi lay behind E Yufang's ear and whispered for a while, and the latter frowned: "If it can really be done, it will be rewarded

It is also an embarrassment for the little king of Zhou. But I'm afraid that the dead girl will be angry and refuse to ......."

"People are under low eaves, and they have to bow their heads. The concubine didn't believe it, she planted such a big heel, and she dared to be tough? If you want to die, you will find death when you get the letter of resignation, why bother until now?" Mrs. Yi was unimpressed.

"So, it's up to Madame." E Yufang made up his mind.

During the winter period, Echeng showed a leisure style that had not been seen for a long time.

The great victory over the Wang Division, the Hubei army is the main force, the Hou of Hubei is the commander, and the Hubei people who have been worried after seizing the Tonglu Mountain raised their eyebrows. The official citizen market has broken the preset of "the winter market is open every ten", and the market is big every day in winter.

The people of Hubei were originally solid and graceful, and this winter is full of energy when they meet this festive season, seeing that the New Year Festival is coming, they go around every day, and whether they buy things or not is secondary. As a result, the city was crowded with people every day, sweating and raining together, which was comparable to the most prosperous Linzi city at that time.