"Alright, alright, all get up and talk." The queen was stunned for a moment, and said angrily:

"It seems that this palace still wants to praise you and your wife?"

What Cao Feiyan never expected was that the little cousin in front of her cried and cried when she married into the East Palace, looking for death and life, and cried to her early this morning, complaining about the prince's various atrocities.

It was only in the evening, and within a few hours, I knew that my husband was singing and helping the prince speak!

And in the past, the wealthy son who risked his life to go to the East Palace in order to see her was discarded lightly by her as a stinky rag.

It's incredible, isn't it?

Could it be that the crown prince has cast some kind of magic?

In the face of the queen's cynicism, Yuan Zhi replied very blandly:

"The sons dare not expect the queen mother to praise and not punish the sons, it is already the benevolence of the queen mother, as the prince of the prison country, maintaining the law of the dynasty is what the sons should do."

Look, how high-sounding and impeccable it is.

"The concubine body never dares to ask for the praise of the mother, all of this is caused by the concubine body, and the concubine body is now sincerely afraid, lest it attract the teacher of the family to ask for guilt, and ask the mother to be aware of everything."

Cao Feilan fell to the ground, kowtowing continuously with an anxious expression, and stated her worries to the queen.

She heard Yu Deshui say that she knew very well the power of the Yu family in the military circle of the Final Jin Dynasty, and one day, if the Cao family took the lead in raising an incident, the Yu family would be the main force.

Cao Feilan has something to say, how can the queen not know.

Yu Deshui is dead, this is an irreparable fact, although the prince is too reckless and arbitrary, but this cousin is really hateful.

A five-grade guard officer dared to break into the inner hall of the East Palace with a knife, and privately met with the prince's side concubine, which was not only tolerated by the court and the country, but also a capital crime scolded by tens of thousands of people.

Forget it, the current prince, even Chen Huaiyuan, who is a minister from the first rank, dares to kill, and he is still afraid of you, a Yu family who is a secretary of the military department?

There are 5,000 palace guards in the imperial city, and there are nearly 2,000 thousand cow guards in the palace city.

In the entire city of Kyoto, there are 10,000 gold guards.

The northern and southern battalions of the Beijing division on the outskirts each had 50,000 Praetorian Guards.

There were also other armies of the various guards.

But among these armies, in addition to the control of Cao Fu, Yu Fu and other wealthy clan lords also control some.

Once the turmoil starts, Kyoto will fall into chaos.

The vassal kings outside Kyoto, as well as the Turks, Tu clans and other foreign tribes, they took the opportunity to raise troops, what should they do?

What is frustrating now is that these problems require her, the queen mother, to come forward to do the work of persuasion.

Once the Yu family learns that the second son of Yu was killed by the prince in public, this heartbreaking pain and humiliation of the entire family are likely to force them to rebel.

But rebellion is the next step in the plan to usurp the throne, and it can only be carried out when it is forced to do so.

The current situation itself is very beneficial to the Cao family.

Cao Feiyan has just been promoted to the empress, and King Yuanxuan of Jin is the prince of Jin, as long as the current prince fails to govern the country, Emperor Yuanren is disappointed, and he can only inherit the throne to King Yuanxuan of Jin.

After all, Yuan Xuan, the king of Jin, is also the biological flesh and blood of Yuan Ren, the orthodox bloodline of the Yuan royal family.

Therefore, what Cao Feiyan wants to do now is to quickly get in touch with his father outside the imperial city and ask him to stop all the excesses of the Yu family in time.

If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan.

"Okay, it's getting late, the palace has been busy for a day, and I feel a little tired, I'm ready to drive back to the palace to rest, prince, you are doing it yourself."

Cao Feiyan sighed, she was about to withdraw.

"Let's go!"

"The son sends off the queen mother."

"The queen mother walks slowly!"

“……”

Yuan Zhi and all the people in the East Palace knelt on the ground, watched the queen phoenix, and slowly left the East Palace.

Clear-sighted people can now see clearly:

Even if the prince pierced the sky today, he would only kill the son of the military department Shangshu, a five-grade military attaché.

No one can be the prince of the dynasty because of this, what should I do?

Even tonight, the crown prince didn't have the slightest reason, so he saw that Yu Deshui was not pleasing to his eyes and killed him.

Throughout the ages, the difference between the ministers and the monarch is like a mud cloud, even if it is the queen's mother, she is not allowed to punish the prince in public.

The queen mother of the world has entered the Yuan royal family temple, and she must first maintain the authority and dignity of the royal family.

……

The next morning.

Xinghuafang in the southeast of the capital, the residence of the military department.

Up and down the house, it was already shrouded in white, and on the gate and on both sides, there were several rows of bamboo poles made of white silk paper.

Many people in the house are wrapped in white cloth, wearing hats, wearing linen and filial piety, a bleak scene.

"Bang bang bang..."

With the sound of three funeral firecrackers, the desolate cries of family members began to be heard in the house.

All this marks the death of the master of the house.

At the gate of the mansion, there were already a large number of onlookers, watching many civil and military officials, going in and out.

In half a day's effort, the entire inner and outer cities of the capital, the gates of the city, and the downtown area were crowded with people as if they were boiling a pot, and all kinds of gossip were spreading.

"I heard that... The second son of Yufu, who was in the East Palace last night, said that he had a private meeting... was ordered to be killed by the crown prince in public, and he was only twenty-three years old this year, which is a pity. ”

"Which Yufu? Oh... The military department is still in the book of Lord Kefan, he is a royal family member and a relative of the queen. ”

“？？？”

The news spread throughout the capital and spread to the state capitals outside the capital.

At this time, on the main hall in the front yard of the house, a mourning hall was erected, and there was a big word 'laid' in black and white on it.

In a coffin behind the funeral shed, the body of Yu Deshui, the second son of Yu Fu, was placed.

However, the coffin lid was closed early.

Obviously, Yu Fu didn't want others to see the body of the deceased.

It is said that the second son, Yu Deshui, from the back and waist to the thighs and knees, the whole flesh and blood are blurred, and it is unbearable.

Yu Fu spent a lot of effort to pick up the rotten meat and bones little by little, make them into shapes, and then put on a clean shroud.

A square table set up on the altar, the front of the table is pasted with white silk paper into a white table skirt, and above it is a portrait of Yu Deshui, heroic and dignified.

It's a pity that smart people do all the foolish things!

The statue of God and Buddha on the table is in the center, and a wooden tablet is placed next to it, which is regarded as the spiritual seat of the deceased.

At both ends of the altar are a pair of candlesticks, with red candles, and in the middle of the altar is an incense burner, on which are three pillars of incense that are lit, and smoke is curling.

On the eaves in front of the altar are offerings such as grains wrapped in white paper.

Liu's wife, who has been in the water for three years, took the concubines and young children of each room, knelt on the ground wearing linen and filial piety, crying sadly.

A group of orphans and widows is really uncomfortable to watch.

A cloth mat was placed in front of the altar, and from time to time some relatives and friends, neighbors came to worship.

In the afternoon, seventeen or eighteen Taoist priests were invited to the house, cranking the Dharma bell, reciting mantras, walking around the house, and doing excessive things.

It was close to evening.

In the main hall of the fourth courtyard of the mansion, Changxing waited, and Yu Kefan, the secretary of the military department, sat on the first chair.

I saw that his face was haggard, and his originally sad and sad face was now gritting his teeth and killing him.