Five Years Later, She Bombarded the Palace with a Miniature Version of the Regent

When everyone turned their heads, they saw the man wearing a boa robe, his eyes were cold and a bit tired, his face seemed to be sick, but his thin lips were coquettishly red.

He was tall and slender, and when he walked over step by step, a chilling aura came towards him.

Didn't it mean he was about to die?

Why is it still here now?

Yu Yunxi looked at Jiang Ying with angry eyes.

Jiang Ying's heart jumped into her throat.

The prince's body really can't bear it anymore. Didn't it mean that Luo Xiaohou could do these things with him? Why did the prince come here in person?

"My brother has seen the emperor." Feng Yili said softly to the person on the dragon chair, he didn't kneel down, let alone make a bow, his posture was very casual.

But Feng Yijin was not angry either, he tapped the dragon head on the dragon chair with his fingers.

After a long silence, he asked jokingly: "Didn't Brother Nine Emperors not come to the court today because he was ill? Now this is... alright?"

"The old problem of the body is much better now."

Feng Yili's cold expression remained undiminished, and he responded slowly.

"Then your purpose of entering the palace to face the Holy Spirit is..." Feng Yijin narrowed his eyes, and said unintentionally.

"My brother heard that the emperor's brother is investigating the matter of the disaster relief bank. Thinking that there is some evidence here, he hastily entered the palace."

After all, Feng Yili took out an envelope from his body.

"My lord, please present it to the emperor." Jiang Ying hurried over, his pace was extremely fast, almost revealing his anxiety.

When handing the letter to Jiang Ying, Feng Yili's fingertips turned white, and the veins on the back of his hand floated, as if he was holding back something, the envelope was wrinkled.

Jiang Ying lowered her head, concealed her emotions, and quickly handed over the letter.

Seeing this scene, Yu Zhongcheng and Feng Weizhou looked at each other, and they suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Feng Yijin took the letter and opened it, but after reading it for a while, he actually burst out laughing.

Smiling and laughing, his eyes darkened, and the inkstone was slammed down by him.

He stood up and scolded with a murderous look on his face: "Yu Zhongcheng, do you regard me as a foolish king? Over the years, you have to swallow half of every disaster fund that has passed through your hands. Could it be that the treasury has become a treasure?" Your private treasury?"

"Your majesty, I don't have any, I..." Yu Zhongcheng still wanted to argue.

"Yu Zhongcheng! The evidence given to me by the regent is enough to make you lose your head ten times, yet you still want to argue with me?" Feng Yijin cursed with a flushed face.

He hasn't had such a big fire in many years.

Yu Zhongcheng's heart sank to the bottom.

Without waiting for him to quibble, Feng Yijin's furious voice continued: "Four years ago, during the drought in Tongzhou, you coveted a full half a million taels of silver, but you blamed it on the bandits, saying that the bandits took all the silver taels." He took it away, for which I chopped off the head of the prefect of Tongzhou who escorted the silver... The suicide note of the prefect of Tongzhou before his death has testified."

"Three years ago, during the locust plague in Lianzhou, you embezzled a full two hundred thousand taels of silver. General Zheng of Lianzhou knew the truth, but he was killed by you. After his death, he was framed as a corrupt official, causing harm to his wife and daughter."

"Two years ago, the fire burned down the mountain in Pingzhou for two days and two nights, and countless people were killed and injured. I asked the treasury to give you one million taels of silver to save people, but you got greedy a lot in the middle, and finally the people couldn't even afford medicine. You can only endure the pain and die. What you reported to me is that the fire caused raging and the people died without salvation."

"There are still countless crimes, Yu Zhongcheng, do you need me to point them out again?"

When Feng Yijin said these words, he looked at Yu Zhongcheng like a dead man.

Yu Yunxi was also terrified.

She knew that her "good father" was a traitor, but she didn't expect him to be so inhumane. It was all the people's life-saving money, and he took it all away.

He really deserves a thousand cuts!

"Your majesty, minister, minister..."

Yu Zhongcheng's face was ashen, and he was almost at a loss for words.

Suddenly, he realized something, turned his head quickly, and wanted to grab Feng Yili's sleeve.

"Regent, I have no grievances with you, why do you put such a hat on my head, why do you want to frame me?" He asked sadly.

"Framed? In less than five years, you have embezzled millions of taels of silver, and your hands are stained with countless bloodstains of the victims. Are you not afraid of dreaming about those ghosts coming to you every night to claim your life?"

Feng Yili lowered his eyes, staring at Yu Zhongcheng with his cold eyes.

"Prince Regent, you must have made a mistake. How could I do those things? Please explain to the emperor quickly, it's all a misunderstanding!"

Yu Zhongcheng kowtowed to Feng Yili in embarrassment.

But Feng Yili stared at him with no warmth in his eyes, and the words he spoke were even colder.

"My lord, it's not just these five years. As early as ten years ago, you took countless lives in your hands. During the years when this king led troops to fight, how many times did the soldiers starve to death, but the supplies of the court were still A long time to come..."

"Also, you need this king to recall for you. Five years ago, the battle where this king could not sleep forever, did you do any good deeds?"

Feng Yili leaned over and talked about the past in Zhongcheng's ear word by word.

"You, you, you...you all know?" Yu Zhong seemed to have heard something terrible, his eyes widened, and he looked at Feng Yili in horror.

Although Feng Yili's voice was not loud just now, the martial arts of the people present are not low, so they can probably hear it.

The color of Yu Yunxi's eyes changed again and again.

Five years ago, Feng Yili's accident was related to Yu Zhongcheng?

"So, so, after you woke up five years ago, you have been protecting the humble minister in front of the emperor, are you just waiting for this day?"

Yu Zhongcheng felt suddenly enlightened, and his eyes became more frightened.

And Feng Yili had no intention of explaining to him anymore, he stood up, retracted his eyes, and patted the folds on his body that didn't exist at all.

"Brother Huang, you can deal with him." He said coldly.

"Yu Zhongcheng, the mistakes you made are enough to punish..."

"His Royal Highness, you know me best, please explain to me and the emperor!" Yu Zhong started to shout at Feng Weizhou, as if he had suddenly found a life-saving straw.

Feng Weizhou's face was so gloomy that he could drip ink.

He clenched his fists, took a deep breath, walked to the middle of the hall, and knelt heavily.

"My son feels that Mr. Yu has been an official in the court for many years, and he should not be able to do such a thing. Maybe there is a misunderstanding?"

Looking at Feng Weizhou kneeling in front of him, Feng Yijin was silent for a long time.

The entire imperial study was eerily quiet, only Yu Zhongcheng's terrified panting could be heard.

"Prince, I really didn't think of it..." Feng Yijin suddenly smiled again, but that smile was tinged with ice, it was terribly cold.

"Everyone back down, the crown prince and Yu Zhongcheng stay!" His cold voice echoed in the imperial study.

Yu Yunxi's eyes flickered.

This matter... the crown prince is also involved!

No wonder Yu Zhongcheng was so rampant, there was someone behind him.

"Your Majesty, since Yun Xi's father's money came from greed, where did Yun Xi's mother's dowry go?"

Yu Yunxi strode forward and asked directly.

The emperor is so angry, and she still mentions this, isn't she courting death?

Many people looked at Yu Yunxi with weird eyes.

But Yu Yunxi still looked at the man in the dragon robe firmly.

She knew very well that if she didn't mention her mother's dowry now, there would be no chance in the future.

Feng Yijin stared at her with unfriendly eyes.

After a long time, he snorted and said, "The King of Southwest has raised you for several years, and he really raised your temper to be different from that of the daughter in Beijing."

It's hard to tell whether it's a compliment or a derogation.

After another long silence, he finally let go: "In Tianxia Kingdom, there has never been a reason for a man to take the dowry of a wife and concubine. Your mother's things will definitely be returned by the prime minister... If he can't return it, the crown prince should find a way." Right."

When he said the last sentence, Feng Yijin's eyes fell on Feng Weizhou's body, they were jealous and bored eyes.

Feng Weizhou's body was tense, and his expression became paler.

I'm afraid Father has already believed Feng Yili's words, so he doesn't trust him even more in his heart.

"Yun Xi thanks the emperor."

Yu Yunxi did not expect this matter to go so smoothly.

It has to be said that the "knife" that Feng Yili handed over just now was really sharp, it pierced straight into the hearts of Zhongcheng and Feng Weizhou, the emperor annoyed the two of them, so he would naturally settle the dowry matter.

"I remember, five years ago, you were still the concubine of the Nine Emperor Brothers, right?" Feng Yijin suddenly mentioned this matter.

Yu Yunxi's breathing changed slightly, she pretended to be calm and replied: "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Although you did a lot of stupid things five years ago, you still can't erase the fact that you are the princess regent. Let me ask you, do you want to stay in Yu's house or return to the prince regent's mansion?"