"yes."
Yonghou bowed his head respectfully, and carefully explained the matter one by one.
He didn't dare to over-emphasize, but he was very careful to push the matter to Mrs. Yonghou.
"The minister is obsessed with mountains and rivers, and gave her all the responsibility of educating children and the affairs of the back house. Who would have thought that she would do such a thing."
He had a heartbroken look on his face, "Wan'er's broken arm is her own fault, and the dowry of Princess Yichang should be returned to the princess, but how would I know, how would I know them..."
Emperor Sheng Yuan listened carefully, and said coldly, "Your wife has given her a hand in the room where she hanged herself."
Yonghou's heart trembled, and he carefully probed, "Chen, I want to wrap her up in a broken mat and throw her into a mass grave, fearing that this will abolish the heinous crime she committed."
Emperor Shengyuan smiled, "You are not afraid that the world will scold you for being cruel."
Yonghou hurriedly straightened his upper body, and spoke righteously, "I am not a ruthless minister, not to mention that she embezzled Princess Yichang's dowry, but she murdered her mother. If I don't kill her, I will be soft-hearted."
He saw that Emperor Shengyuan had no expression on his face, and he was a little unwilling, "I really love my mother, and want to take her back to fulfill my filial piety. Your Majesty..."
Emperor Shengyuan glanced at him lightly, "In my opinion, the old Feng Jun is doing well in Dingwang's Mansion, and there is also a medical sage nearby to treat him."
"Your Majesty." Yonghou suddenly became anxious, and said in a anxious voice, "Mother returns to the mansion, and I can invite a medical sage to live in the Hou's mansion for treatment. If there is any son left, he will be taken up by his granddaughter to raise him. This makes me have no face to see others. I am afraid that the whole world will laugh at me."
While he was speaking, the tears on his face couldn't hold back, "I beg the emperor to make the decision!"
Yonghou was really pitiful, and he was extremely shameless begging Emperor Yuan.
Emperor Sheng Yuan was so annoyed by him, he said helplessly, "Okay, I will issue an imperial decree to ask Princess Ding to send the old Feng Jun back to the Marquis."
Yonghou was overjoyed, but his face was still a little pitiful, "Then, what if Princess Ding refuses to obey the order?"
Emperor Shengyuan was stunned for a while, narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured, "I hope she will resist the order."
His voice was low and inaudible.
Yonghou didn't dare to ask any more, he caught the imperial decree thrown down by Emperor Shengyuan with trembling hands, and the big stone in his heart fell to the ground with a bang.
He thanked Emperor Shengyuan with great gratitude, grabbed the imperial decree and hurried out of the palace.
Yonghou returned to the Hou Mansion all the way, but his face was full of joy, and he could not see the original mourning.
"Come here, throw that bitch to the mass grave."
As he told him to put on his clothes, he ordered with the housekeeper.
The butler was taken aback, and it took him a while to realize who the bitch he was talking about was.
Hesitation flashed across his face, "Master Hou, madam, she..."
"Huh? What madam?" Yonghou raised his eyebrows and looked at him with dark eyes.
The butler didn't dare to say any more, hurriedly responded, and hurried to the backyard.
At this moment, Mrs. Yonghou, who was hanged on the beam of the house, had been put down, and her sons and daughters knelt on the ground, weeping.
Qin Wan's right arm was empty, and she knelt in the crowd with her back straight, staring blankly at her lifeless and swollen mother, unable to even cry.
Her elder sister, Qin Shuang, cried and hit her on the head, "Mother loves you the most, and now that she is dead, you don't even want to shed a single tear for her, you are so cruel!"
Qin Wan's body was tilted by her beating, and she fell to the ground in embarrassment.
The rest of the brothers and sisters rushed over, some restrained the emotional Qin Shuang, and some helped Qin Wan up.
Several people were arguing, but saw the butler coming with a broken mat.
"Go." He pouted towards Mrs. Yonghou's body.
The servants immediately bypassed the young masters and ladies, wrapped Mrs. Yonghou in the broken mat, lifted them up and left.
"What are you doing?"
"Where are you taking mother?"
"Bold, if you want to commit the following crimes, you will fail!"
Only Qin Wan sat on the ground blankly, watching the scene in front of her.
The housekeeper's face was indifferent, "Ms. Li embezzled Princess Yichang's dowry and murdered the old Feng Jun. Although she committed suicide in fear of crime, Lord Hou can't tolerate such a poisonous woman! Come, throw her into a mass grave!"
Everyone was in a commotion, but Qin Shuang had the straightest temper, and said in a hateful voice, "I'll go find my father!"
Qin Wan watched a group of them rushing to find Yonghou, but they couldn't stop anything at all. The mother who loved her the most was still wrapped in the broken mat and walked further and further away.
She stumbled to the corner, squatted down slowly, and then dared to shed tears silently.