Otherworldly Days

Chapter 367 Unusual

The room became quiet all of a sudden, including the noise outside. The people sitting there sat there, staring blankly at the empty seat across the way.The cry of the child was still in his ears, his little Baoer was calling his mother, Fang Ziye closed his eyes, his mind was full of the crying child reaching out to him.

However, he went but didn't hold it, and asked someone to take the child away.

"Master." The loyal little slave looked at the master's expression, worried in his heart, and anxiously didn't know what to do, so he couldn't help asking, "Master, why don't we keep the little master and insist on letting Mr. Cao take the child?" Let's go? Why don't the slaves go to Mr. Cao and bring the little master back."

Since the master is reluctant, why not go and bring the little master back, and he is also reluctant to send the little master away.

When Fang Ziye heard his little slave's words, the corners of his mouth were half curled up, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He raised his eyes to look at his innocent little slave, shook his head and said, "You don't understand, you must never talk about children again in the future."

He naturally had his concerns, he had to entrust the child to others, his little slave didn't understand this truth yet.

From the very beginning, he didn't intend to let that person know about the existence of Little Bao'er. The one in his belly was known to have no escape, so he had no choice but to stay here now.If the Zhengjun in the Prince Yi's mansion knew of the existence of him and the child, he didn't know how the world would be turned upside down. At this moment, he couldn't take care of himself. How could he protect his little treasure? Don't dare to take the risk.

He knew Feng Lingxiao's ambition, and he also knew that that person had endured for too long for this day. At this moment, Fang Ziye didn't want him to have any accidents and become a drag on that person.When the dust settles, he thinks that's when he'll pick up his little treasure, but not now.

"Oh." The little slave lowered her head, a little lost, half understanding what the master said.

He is a slave, as long as he serves his master well, he doesn't necessarily have to understand those things so well.But he also knew that the matter of the little master could not be mentioned outside, let alone in front of that master.

"Knock knock one by one" there was a knock on the door, and a tall figure stood there outside the door. The master and servant in the room knew who it was when they heard the knock on the door.Er Shun glanced at his master before walking over to open the door.

The door opened, turned sideways, Er Shun respectfully called out "Master", then stepped back and closed the door smoothly.

Even if he knew who the person was, Fang Ziye sat there without moving, let alone getting up to greet him.Feng Lingxiao walked in and saw the person sitting there, walked towards him step by step, stood in front of him, looked down at the person sitting here, and said, "I'll pick you up. "I didn't ask people what they were doing outside.

A generous hand appeared in front of him. With lowered eyes, Fang Ziye looked at the hand that appeared in front of him. He put his hand into the palm of the generous palm and was pulled up.

A carriage quietly left Yipinzhai, walked on the road, and passed by the people who were going to Shunzhi Mansion, and went in the opposite direction.

Inside the carriage was an independent world. Fourth Master Feng held Fang Ziye in his arms, his domineering hands clasped around the man's waist, the wind blew up the curtains, and there were swaying figures outside.Neither of them mentioned anything about the outside world.

It was a lively day in Fengdu City, and the people in the back city talked about the events of this day vividly.

A coffin was carried to the gate of Shunzhi Mansion, Mrs. Sun Guogong walked in with the dragon-headed staff given to him by His Majesty, no one dared to stop the old lady.The body of the dead Young Master Sun was carried out from inside and put into the coffin. With a bang, the heavy coffin lid was closed.

"Sun, Ah Mo is here to take you home!" The old lady's eyes swept inch by inch from the gate of the Shunzhi Mansion, eyes full of hatred.

Feng Fuyin, who was hiding inside, didn't dare to go out, even if he knew that Mrs. Sun Guogong had asked someone to pick up Young Master Sun's body, he didn't dare to go out to stop him, let alone even if he went out, he couldn't stop him.

It stands to reason that the person who died in prison for no reason should have an autopsy to find out the cause of death, and then follow the government's set of rules.However, it was not ordinary people who died, but the young grandson of Sun Guogong. The old lady did not allow anyone to touch his dead grandson, so naturally the old man was not able to conduct an autopsy.

"My lord, the body of Young Master Sun has been carried away." The master who had gone out to inquire about the news came back, Feng Fuyin was restless and anxious, and asked, "I asked you to send someone to deliver the letter." Did you go?"

"It's been dispatched, but the kid who delivered the letter hasn't come back yet." The master said.

Black clouds covered the sun in the sky, the autumn wind rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground, and the dust was flying. The coffin was carried all the way from Shunzhi Mansion to Sun Guogong's Mansion, and the stalls on the street had been cleaned up at some time. The people who watched the excitement hid, coffins passed by on the street, and all the shops were closed.

Along the way, the gong was beating and the suona was blowing, and paper money was flying all over the sky.

Mrs. Sun Guogong stood in front of the team without shedding a single tear, her spine straightened.The supported lady was crying and crying, "My son, my son, my poor son..."

This one is the Eminem of Young Master Sun.

Followed by a group of servants dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, weeping all the way, I don't know if it's real or fake, and behind them is a group of house slaves.

After the white mourning team passed by, the people who appeared from nowhere behind leaned together in twos and threes, whispering about the affairs of Duke Sun's mansion, "I think Mr. Feng may be in trouble."

"It's hard to be a good official these days, alas."

The people who gathered in the back gradually dispersed, and scattered stalls appeared on the street. The streets of Fengdu City were deserted like never before, and there were not many people walking on the street. , The people who entered the city early rushed out of the city, and did not dare to stay in the city any longer.

The gate of the palace was wide open, and the guards guarding the gate strictly guarded the palace gate.

The guards guarding the gate did not face the slaves in the palace. The servants around Shen Guijun personally sent Young Master Shen to the gate of the palace before stopping. The palace guards can't step out of the palace gate without a token. sent here.

The towering palace walls prevented those inside from coming out, and also prevented people from outside from entering.

Shen Zhengyang thanked the palace attendant who sent him out, and walked out of the palace gate.A carriage came to a stop in front of him, and the slave beside the carriage helped their master into the carriage, and when the master sat on it, he was sitting outside the carriage.

"Let's go."

Seeing the young master getting into the carriage, the palace attendant turned his gaze away, walked back to the palace, and returned to their noble lord to report to him.

The carriage was walking on the streets of Fengdu City, and there were not even a few people walking on the usually busy streets.Lifting the curtain of the car and looking outside, Shen Zhengyang smelled the unusual smell in Fengdu City. After asking about it, he found out that the young master of Sun Guogong's mansion had died in prison. His heart moved, and he asked the coachman to drive the car to Cao Xiangnan's place. .

On the empty street, the carriages flowed unimpeded all the way.

Outside Cuixiu Garden, Mr. Sun Guogong, who was over half a century old and had gray hair, came to the palace to see His Majesty, found this Cuixiu Garden, and asked to see him outside the gate.The two servants beside Sun Houjun followed the Duke, but the latter didn't come in person, so he didn't want to come to Cuixiu Garden.

His Majesty has not even seen Empress Sun now, the one who came to the imperial court was Shen Guijun in Cuixiu Garden, now Shen Guijun is the only one who has received His Majesty's favor, and his status is faintly higher than Empress Sun.His Majesty spared him from begging Sun Houjun every day, now Shen Guijun doesn't even have to go to Changning Palace to ask Sun Houjun for favor.

Shen Guijun has been in this Cuixiu Garden since she was pregnant, and three layers of guards have been added inside and outside to guard this Cuixiu Garden, not even a fly can fly in.It was not that there were no ministers in the court who objected to His Majesty favoring Shen Guijun alone, without exception, those who spoke out were from Sun Guogong's faction, and these few ministers who opposed were punished by His Majesty one after another.

The rest of the people stood and watched the excitement, and no one stood up to object.

His majesty has to take care of the affairs of the harem, isn't it too wide?His Majesty favored Mr. Shen Gui, but Mr. Shen Gui did not do anything that would harm the country and the people, could it be that he favored a beauty, so if His Majesty loves him, let His Majesty dote on him.Now His Majesty is very fond of that Shen Guijun, why should they touch His Majesty's bad luck at this time and make His Majesty unhappy.

Every day in the court, there is arguing about the establishment of a crown prince. If the crown prince is not established, there will be no peace in the court.After allowing the ministers to quarrel for so long, His Majesty has not established the crown prince, and some people may not be able to wait any longer.

"Master, Your Majesty is outside asking to see His Majesty." The palace slaves went inside to report to their master.

Shen Guijun, who was half lying on the bed of the beauty, let out a snort, his posture was lazy, he didn't even intend to get up, and the hand on his stomach was stroking his unconcealed belly.Seek His Majesty?His Majesty is in the room having a lot of flirting with the beauty, how can he have time to see the old man surnamed Sun, "Tell the Duke, just say that His Majesty doesn't want to see him, please go back."

"Yes." The palace slave replied and went out.

Sun Guogong outside wanted to get angry when he heard the words of the palace slave who came out, and he held back after thinking about it. He opened his clothes and knelt down.

When the palace slave saw the kneeling Duke, his face showed embarrassment, and he went in to report to his master again.

"My lord, let him kneel if he likes to kneel." Anyway, he wasn't the one who made him kneel. If he likes to kneel, let him kneel. Shen Meiyue thought badly, His Majesty really has no time to see you now. Who, even if His Majesty came out, I'm afraid I don't want to see that old thing.

A palace attendant hurried in from outside and saluted, Shen Guijun waved his hand to let the others go out, the palace attendant got up and leaned into their noble lord's ear, speaking in a volume that only they could hear.

After hearing this, Shen Meiyue's face turned serious, and she lowered her voice and said, "You take my token and go out of the palace in person, and I must take care of this matter for me."

"Yes." The palace slaves took the order, took their master's token, and hurried out of the palace.