Chapter 1108： The world may not change your surname

Ye Qianning knew what her father meant before, but what she said next made her confused for a moment: "What does father mean?"

"Father knows that after entering Beili, there will be no peace. If the Fu family's affairs are confirmed and you get involved, in the future you and the Eighth Prince..." Xiang Minghou stopped talking.

Ye Qianning was stunned again: "Dad, my daughter doesn't quite understand."

"The exposure of the Fu family's affairs will bring great hatred to the Crown Prince. At this time, these signs of hatred are likely to be directed at you, so do you still want to participate in it?"

"Dad, actually my original intention of joining Beili has nothing to do with what happened to the Fu family. If Ming Jun can sit on the throne regardless of whether he is of royal blood or not, but if De is not worthy of the throne, even if it is a legitimate succession, he will be overthrown sooner or later. I'm not afraid of anyone's hatred, I just hope that Beili can have a good king. If they understand, then the next Beili may not change his surname."

The concepts of princes, dragons and grandsons do not exist in her mind. The world is for those who are capable, and whoever sits on top has the final say.

It was really ugly for Emperor Beili to blame all the crimes on a child.

She wanted to enter Beili when she came back, and she really couldn't hold her breath in her heart, but she gradually learned about the situation in Beili since Dayu City.

 Natural disasters continued every year, and the government had no money to provide disaster relief. They simply closed their eyes and ears. Countless people died miserably every year. In just ten years, the originally prosperous place fell into poverty.

She has no feelings for Beili. In fact, no matter how miserable she is, it has nothing to do with her. Who can blame the emperor for amassing money and being stupid, but...

The Zhan family is from Beili. Almost all the descendants of the Zhan family who were guarding Beili died on the battlefield. The Zhan family must feel very distressed to see Beili like this.

Mr. Gu is a native of Beili. He has been doing business for generations and has traveled to every corner of Beili...

Qianjia is also from Beili. Although nationality is removed, how can a person really forget his roots? Having served in court for several generations, even if he is not from Beili, he cannot bear to see the suffering of the people of Beili.

The Xiang family is also from Beili. They have been guarding the border for many years. When the war breaks out, even if my father is not from Beili, as long as there are his soldiers and his brothers at the border, he will never stand idly by.

Ye Qianning thought carefully and seriously, if the virtue is not worthy of him, then he should pull the person down.

The appearance of Fu's parents and grandchildren was something she didn't expect, and the shocking secret only gave her a trump card in her plan.

“You…think like this?” Xiang Minghou was shocked by her remarks.

The world may not have changed its surname?

"kindness."

Ye Qianning nodded heavily.

“Do you have someone in mind?”

“Not yet, but I will have enough time to understand the current situation when I come to the capital.”

It would not be difficult to understand if the nests where the little nectar suckers were still there are still there.

As for the candidate in my heart, the third prince, the prince, and all the princes of Beili are all possible. Whoever he chooses depends on whether he can shoulder the burden of Beili.

If a person has enough ability, even a foreigner with a foreign surname will be recognized.

If none of them can do it, Kyoto City still needs various princes. Since they are all direct blood of the late emperor, there will always be suitable candidates.

Hang Minghou did not expect to hear such words from his daughter, and he admired such a broad-mindedness.

She has enough strength and can definitely do whatever she wants, but there is no such ambition in her words or demeanor. What she wants is not Beili.

Instead…

"Understood."

Hang Minghou was very pleased and proud.

At first I wanted to talk about the Eighth Prince, but now it seems that it is not necessary.

Ye Qianning stared at him and said jokingly: "If dad likes it, we can go and sit there."

Xiang Minghou was stunned, glared at her and scolded: "Nonsense."

"I mean, dad, if you want to, I promise to get my daughter for you." Ye Qianning patted her chest and made a strong promise.

“Dad wants to live peacefully for a few more years, so stop making fun of him.” Xiang Minghou glanced at her again with disgust.

Ye Qianning smiled even more. Look, it was given to him for free, but he still doesn’t want it.

She knew in her heart that whether it was Xiang Minghou, Qian Fanji, Gu Shuo, or Zhan Chi, none of them would want that position in front of her.

That position—it’s extremely cold at high places.

Hang Minghou picked up the Fengling horn on the table and said, "Now, dad finally knows what to do."

If virtue is not worthy of the seat, then let the person who is worthy sit in the seat.

"Now that we are in Beili, we can use the power of the world to make the other party bow. I can call thousands of dads together later. If they can temporarily lean towards us, we will give each family a promise of three Fengling horns. "

"Okay, I'll go now." Xiang Minghou stood up and said, "It's midnight. You don't need to worry about the people downstairs. In all likelihood, someone will be sent back from the capital before dawn. You go and have a rest."

"good."

Ye Qianning nodded.

Hang Minghou left the room and went directly to find Qian Fanji. If negotiations were all a routine, Qian Fanji was the one to be found.

Ye Qianning passed by the stairs and looked downstairs again. The dozen or so people who had just been caught fell to the ground dying.

As soon as Du saw her, he immediately walked upstairs: "Miss, these people have been recruited. They are all close guards of the Earl's Mansion. They have been ordered by the fifth princess to come and assassinate her."

“First go and ask the Yamen of Sifang Town to be a witness. The confessions of these people will also be shown to the government, and then they will be hung at the gate of the capital, and the Earl’s Palace will come to pick them up.”

"yes."

"Also, if the Earl's Mansion does not recognize these people as belonging to its own family, it will make the details of these people's joy known to the public, and reveal the news to their families. The master will come to collect it, and the people will have a way to survive. If the master family does not accept it, Hang the city gate." Ye Qianning said coldly.

"yes."

Du Yi took the order and went downstairs.

Ye Qianning went back to the room, freshened up briefly in the space, and took a short rest.

Midnight passed and dawn came in a blink of an eye.

Closing the city gate for half a day, a new day opens as usual.

Chen Siqing, Lin Hui and others stayed at the city gate all night. Now that the city gate was wide open, they did not enter the city immediately, so they hurriedly rushed in with their horses.

Before he stepped into the city gate, he met the fourth prince who led a group of royal guards out of the city.

“See the Fourth Prince.” Chen Siqing dismounted.

"Master Chen, Master Song is outside the city." Sang Baolema.

"yes."

“Bring him to the king.”

 Chen Siqing looked bad: "Fourth Prince, Mr. Song was assassinated yesterday and is still unconscious. I went to the city to find the doctor."

"I heard that Mr. Song picked up the so-called imperial edict yesterday. Where is it now?" Sang Bai asked.

Hearing this, Chen Siqing became even more sad: "Your Majesty, the people who attacked Mr. Song yesterday were because of the imperial edict. Mr. Song fought to the death to protect the edict but was still snatched away."

“Is Mr. Song seriously injured?”

“Well, I’m covered in injuries, and I don’t dare to move even though I’m unconscious.” Chen Siqing paused for a second before saying, “I don’t know if I can survive.”

“So serious?”

"Yes." Chen Siqing said the last words very seriously, as if he meant to express his sincerity.

Sang Bai turned around and said, "Go and invite the imperial doctor to treat Mr. Song, and pass on this king's order to trace the whereabouts of the imperial edict."

“Yes.”     A Jin Yiwei was ordered to return to the city.

“Thank you, Fourth Prince.”

"Master Chen has been working hard all the way. My father may summon you at any time. You can quickly go into the city to rest for a while and wait for your orders."

"yes."

Sangborough took the reins and hit the horse and quickly left the city.

Chen Siqing looked in the direction of the group of people. The third prince had not been seen since he entered the city yesterday. The situation might not be good.

The Fourth Prince hurried out of the city before dawn, and even questioned the whereabouts of the imperial edict. Alas, everyone involved was in trouble yesterday.

At this time, another group of people appeared in the city. The leader, Chen Siqing, recognized him as the steward of the Three Princes' Mansion.

"Mr. Chen, the princess asked me to pick up the young lady and take her back to the house. I wonder where the young lady is?" The housekeeper trotted forward.

Chen Siqing pointed back: "On the carriage at the back."

“Thank you, Mr. Chen.”

The butler waved his hand, and three maids and a nun behind him immediately headed towards the carriage.

“Hey, my lady, why are you so thin?” came the distressed voice of the grandma.

Three maids helped Lin Hui out of the car.

Lin Hui looked pale and haggard. She had not rested well along the way. She was also worried about how to deal with herself when she returned to the capital. She was also afraid that Bai Muxun's story would be spread. She couldn't eat every day and looked bad. As weak as a serious illness.

"Miss, please slow down, slow down." Grandma felt very distressed.

Lin Hui smiled weakly: "Mother Feng, did mother ask you to pick me up?"

"Yes, the princess was very happy yesterday when she heard that you were back. If the third prince hadn't stopped her, she would have come in person." Mother helped her forward.

Lin Hui's heart thumped: "Dad, did you tell mother anything?"

"The prince was grounded when he came back from the palace yesterday, and the emperor also reduced the prince's title. Yesterday he only stood in front of the door and mentioned to the princess that the lady was back, and then went to the ancestral hall."

The servant from the palace drove the carriage over and put down the pedals.

As she spoke, Grandma Feng bent down and lifted up Lin Hui's skirt slightly: "Miss, please slow down, don't fall."

Lin Hui breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the matter had not been exposed yet.

The carriage from the Third Prince's Palace passed in front of Chen Siqing.

Chen Siqing showed a sad face and entered the city gate. Sooner or later, the emperor would know about Bai Muxun. If the emperor knew that the 20 million yuan was wasted, he would definitely be furious.

At that time, they can only tell the truth about Bai Muxun. Lin Hui did everything.

Song Qi's serious injury came just in time. As long as he and Song Qi were sure that he was protecting the imperial edict before he was seriously injured, maybe the emperor would be merciful.

Now the more serious Song Qi's injury is, the better it is for them. Chen Siqing does not enter the city anymore, and leads the horse towards the carriage.

Before I walked a few steps, a group of people came from outside the city. They looked familiar.

When the fast horses approached, he recognized that they were all guards following Xiang Minghou.

More than a dozen people came quickly, and Chen Siqing subconsciously gave in. He never thought that a group of people would stop in front of him, and the smell of blood immediately hit his nostrils.

"bump"

With several landing sounds, a dozen sacks and quilts were still on the ground.

 Chen Siqing touched the **** sack, and even though he was a military officer, he stepped back.

Du dismounted, raised his head and glanced at the city gate, his eyes wandered around, and finally landed on both sides of the city gate that was wide open.

“Six on one side, hang.”

Du Yi picked up the cloth bag on the ground with one hand and flew towards the tower.

Eleven boys in well-dressed clothes behind him made the same move, carrying sacks and flying towards the tower.

“Someone broke into the tower.”

The soldiers guarding the city exclaimed, took out their spears and pointed them at the people coming from below.

Du Yi was as light as a swallow, and his long sword swept across and landed on the city wall. At the same time, the eleven people behind him were also standing firmly on the city tower.

A few people stood firm, turned around and tied the ropes in their hands to the tower. They raised their wrists and the sacks fell off. Under each sack was a man covered in blood.

The officers and soldiers guarding the city were so frightened when they saw this that they did not dare to step forward on guard.

The sack fell off and the people covered in blood quickly fell down. The rope was stiff and a dozen people were hung on both sides of the city gate with their hands.

Chen Siqing was horrified to see it. He dared to do such a crazy thing at the feet of the emperor. Did Marquis Xiang Ming think he lived too long?

“Who are you that are so arrogant?”

The soldiers guarding the city surrounded Du and others for several levels, but no one dared to come forward.

The next group of people from the city tower also quickly went up to the city tower, led by the newly appointed officials today.

"The brave and crazy people dared to break into the city tower privately and captured the people for me." The people arrived before the sound was heard, and Mr. Li rushed up with all his official regalia.

Du glanced at the visitor and said, "Congratulations to Mr. Li on your promotion."

Li Kun saw Du Yi in the crowd and recognized him immediately. A smile suddenly appeared on his serious face: "Du Wei, why are you here?"

“Do something.”

“What is worthy of Du Huowei’s personal action?” Li Kun said with a smile.

“Sir.” The officers and soldiers guarding the city approached Li Kun and whispered something in his ear.

Li Kun looked surprised. He took a few steps to the city tower. When he looked down, he saw a row of **** people. He was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

At a glance, there were also several **** people hanging on the other side of the door.

"This...Du Wewei...who are these people?" Li Kun looked away, feeling a little nauseous.

Du Yi: "These are the murderers who assassinated my young lady yesterday."

Li Kun didn't hear anything was wrong, and endured the discomfort in his stomach and said: "Du Wei, this is the city gate. There are many dignitaries in the city, and people come and go. A **** person hanging here may bump into the nobles and scare the common people. "

"Collision? Mr. Li, who in the capital doesn't have people's lives at stake, will they still be afraid of this? The nobles in the capital have the courage to assassinate, I wonder if they have the courage to come and lead people." Du Yipi smiled.

Mr. Li heard some implication. It seemed that the mastermind behind the assassination was a powerful person in the capital. He didn’t know who was so bold to assassinate...

Suddenly, I thought of Du Yi’s title just now, Miss?

Isn’t Du Yi the eighth prince’s first-class bodyguard?

Which family does the young lady he talks about belong to?

"Master Li, these people cannot die. My young lady is kind and just hangs these people at the city gate. If the master comes to take them back, she will not care about the assassination. If no one comes to take them back, these people will remain hanging." Well, if anyone dares to put it down privately, it's best not to sleep too hard at night." Du Yi glanced around with cold eyes.

Li Kun was so frightened by just one glance that cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

He knew Du Yi's methods, and he knew even more about the Eighth Prince's madness. No one in the entire capital dared to get involved in anything involving the Eighth Prince, and naturally he didn't dare either.

but…

Li Kun still couldn't help but ask: "Du Huwei, dare I ask which family the young lady you are talking about comes from?"