The old man standing in front of her had gray hair, deep and sharp eyes, and cold eyes.
The whole person exuded great anger.
He knelt down hurriedly, "Grandfather, grandfather taught, Xuan'er dare not forget or forget it, always keep it in my heart!"
"If you really remember, you will still make such a scandal today! Do you think that I and Feng Qingbai are not hostile enough, so you specially came to add fire!"
"Xuan'er dare not!"
The old man held his back with his hands, and the anger that was raging on his body just appeared for a moment, and then he was restrained, and he looked at the kneeling woman coldly.
"I said, you can choose whatever you want from the nobles in Beijing, anyone can do it, but it can't be Fengqingbai! If you can't remember, you know the consequences, I can pick someone to marry you at any time! The face of my left mansion!"
Turning his head low, he dared not answer.
Grandfather's warning, how dare she forget, so she clearly cares about Fengqingbai, but only dared to like it secretly behind her back, and never dared to show it.
Only in the matter of marriage, procrastinated again and again, indulging his unwillingness.
Feng Qingbai, that person, as long as he glanced at it, he couldn't look at anyone else.
She wanted to marry the best, but the best one couldn't marry.
"This is the last time, and next time, you will have no choice."
"Xuan'er remembered, grandfather." Left-hand whispered, "Today's osmanthus forest matter..."
"You are embarrassed to mention this scandal? I missed a hit and got myself in. I knew that my Zuo Shurong's granddaughter was so stupid!" The old man sneered, walked back to the desk and sat down, and stopped looking at the woman. , "I will resolve this matter, go on!"
Going back to the boudoir, closing the door, looking at the red and swollen half of himself in the bronze mirror, he turned left to eat and laughed, laughing and crying.
After crying, the woman's eyes in the mirror became vicious and vicious.
Fengqingbai is a gem, and other men have become fish eyes.
She couldn't get this gem, and Liu Yusheng didn't deserve it.
Liu Yusheng, a humble peasant girl, can't even count as fish eyes!
She is just a gravel at best!
In the afternoon, after coaxing the woman to fall asleep, Feng Qingbai left the Shengxiao Academy and went to the study.
The hidden guard came to report immediately.
"The prince, the Xiangfu side really stretched out his hand, and one of the drunks who had been sent to the Yamen before noon suddenly died suddenly in prison."
Feng Qingbai's eyes were faint, as expected.
This time he can't do anything, he will do it too.
"Has the wind been released?"
"It was released. The daughter of the Xiangfu family was frivolously treated by a drunk in the Osmanthus Forest, and then the drunk was killed in a violent prison. The wind has risen among the people."
"Continue to guide the direction of public opinion, the old fox Zuo Shurong, thinks a little bit embarrassed, what can it do."
"Yes!"
After the hermit guard retreated, Feng Qingbai sat at the desk and began to complete the accumulation of official duties.
This time, apart from the slight collapse of the prestige of the Xiangfu, it had no practical effect.
He also didn't expect to defeat Zuo Shurong once.
Just through this kind of thing, to wear down the other party's foundation a little bit.
Sand builds up into a tower.
In the battle between courts and courts, it is impossible to be happy and enmity. Every game is a protracted battle. At the end of the day, whoever misses the layout will collapse.
As for the Fu family, Feng Qingbai squinted his eyes, becoming more and more complacent, and it was almost time to close the net.
On this day, after a short half-day effort, the entire capital was covered by new rumors, and the hustle and bustle was on the dust.
In the streets and alleys, teahouses and restaurants, everywhere are saying that drunks died violently as soon as they were in jail.
Everyone knows the reason. It has been spread a long time ago, but no one dared to put the matter on the lips.
The end of the drunkard is a shock to ordinary people, to serve as an example.
However, the ruthless methods of the Zuoxiang's Mansion, and the attitude of treating human life like a grass, also carved a mark in the hearts of the people.
The wind rating is lowered a little bit.
Into the night.
In the room, Fu Yuzheng looked at the note in front of him, sat quietly for a long time, then burned the note, and quietly left the palace.
Go in from the side entrance of the palace and go directly to Qingning Palace.
Concubine Liu summoned.
You don't have to guess what she is doing.
Also know what is waiting for her.
When she arrived at Qingning Palace, the old mother took her directly to the torture room.
The gorgeous and noble woman sat in the torture room, out of step with the surrounding environment.
The emotionless face, like those cold torture instruments, made people shudder.
"You should know why this palace called you into the palace and receive the punishment yourself."
The old mother immediately took action, took off her coat, and tied her back to the pillar on the wall of the torture room.
Gritting his teeth, Fu Yuzheng did not beg for mercy.
This consequence was what she expected.
Helping Liu Yusheng made the daughter of Xiangfu suffer such a grievance, no matter how many reasons, she can't escape this punishment.
Besides, she doesn't regret it at all.
This torture room is full of various instruments of torture, leather whips, bamboo thorns, nails, pipa hooks, maces, soldering irons...
There are also two strong men responsible for execution.
"Slap! Slap!"
Facing the wall, there was a sharp tingling from behind, and the icy whip echoed in the ugly torture room one after another.
Fu Yuzheng almost bit her lips and couldn't resist the torture.
The cold sweat soaked her hair, her face was pale as paper, and her eyes were dizzy. She could still feel the cold and merciless gaze behind her.
The damp air in the torture room gradually got a bloody smell and became thicker and nauseous.
When she was put down from the pillar, she had become a blood man, lying on the cold ground.
The sound of extremely light footsteps approached, and Fu Yuzheng forced his eyes open. In front of him was a pair of gorgeous palace boots.
Lift it up and slowly crush it on her fingers.
The ten fingers connect to the heart, and it hurts into the heart.
"Hmm!" Fu Yuzheng curled up, shaking constantly, holding back the moan that was about to rush out.
"If you do something wrong, you must be punished. You stayed in Nanling Palace these years, are you about to forget who you are?"
Above her head, the lady's voice does not contain the slightest ups and downs, looking at her like the humblest ant.
"Fu Yuzheng, this is not the greatest punishment. In any position, people have to recognize their identity, and it is impossible for you to please everyone.
If you are still not clear-headed, I have the means to give you to the brothel old bustard, and in this life, let you live a life of welcoming and welcoming each other! "
Fu Yuzheng fell on the ground without saying a word, bit the tip of his tongue to prevent him from fainting.
"Let her go for another waterboarding."
"Yes!"
Fu Yuzheng's pupils shrank suddenly and he laughed silently.
Waterboarding is more unbearable than flogging.
Concubine Liu was really angry this time.
She was dragged up and thrown on the chair without any pity. Someone grabbed her hair hard and covered her face with a cloth towel.
The cold water poured down face to face, soaking the cloth towels and blocking her breath.
When he suffocated to the limbs twitching and hanging stiffly, the wet cloth on his face was taken off.