Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 693 Auspicious Empress 45
On the morning of the second day, Feng Sihan uncharacteristically announced the prince to the front of the palace to reprimand him, and asked why the prince did not kneel at the gate of Luhua Palace.

"You are so dishonest, let alone your mother, even I am very disappointed in you."

The content of Feng Sihan's words is very intriguing, why does the prince kneel at the gate of the Queen's Palace in the middle of the night?Did the prince provoke the queen, or did the queen criticize the prince?

"Yesterday, my father said to my son, 'If you like to kneel, then you can kneel'." After thinking about it carefully, my son didn't like to kneel, so I respected my father's intention and didn't kneel. Could it be that what my father said was not true? that's not what it means?"

I thought that since it was the student taught by that stubborn donkey Su Youzhi, and the brat's attitude of not bending over yesterday, Feng Sihan thought that since he didn't kneel down yesterday, today he must kneel in the courtroom for a day, so be good. Kill his vigor.

Feng Sihan is actually jealous of his son from 360 degrees without any dead ends.

His father had a total of eleven princes. Of course, considering that the previous princes were good at age, although Xiao Shi and Xiao Shi managed to escape the harem abortion squad, they still died young. One died before the full moon, and the other He was sick and lived until he was three years old.

The first emperor's attitude towards them was the policy of raising Gu. Anyway, I have many sons, so you kill them, and finally live to be my successor to feudalism.

Because his mother's family was weak, Feng Sihan's childhood was as miserable as Ah Qi's, and sometimes he was even so humble that he was not as honorable as the eunuchs next to the eldest and third brothers.

He just tried his best to support his own strength, but he was trampled to death by one, two, three, four, five, six, seven or eight emperor brothers. That's why he didn't hesitate to get wet to get Leng Shuanghua into his backyard, so that he had nothing to do with him. The unrelated Leng family attracted firepower, successfully concealing a little bit of their power and slowly developing.

Including trying to pretend to be a heartless fool who has been playing tricks in front of Yu Zhen, trying to gain a sense of presence, just to get a little affection from her childhood sweetheart.

As for Ah Qi, he doesn't have to do anything, as long as he is Feng Sihan's only son, he will be a cow and a horse for him, and even directly make him the prince, give him the best food, clothing, housing and transportation, and let him accept the best. In the end, this little white-eyed wolf treated Yu Zhen and that woman better than himself!
What he did today was to let Feng Yuqi understand that he could support him or kill him.

Unexpectedly, yesterday in the Luhua Palace, he still regarded death as home, but in the Golden Luan Palace, he would become a mangy dog.

Feng Sihan had no choice but to ask him about the studies he had learned recently. He originally wanted to make a fool of him. Before 11 years old, he had been in the harem like a dog who stuttered. What could he do?
In fact, Chi Guoguo slapped him in the face. In just over a month, Feng Yuqi was able to recite the "Book of Filial Piety" fluently. He also read a lot of "Book of Songs", and even started to study "Mencius".

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were not at all stage fright when they saw this child talking eloquently, and the meaning of the content he recited every time he was questioned was also meaningful. Even Cong Zijing, a great Confucian of the generation, could not help but praise that he was worthy of being the son and phoenix of the Tian family. Sensitive and eager to learn, extraordinary.

So what Feng Sihan did today made him understand that for Feng Yuqi, he could only support him, but he couldn't beat him to death.

What else could Feng Sihan say when he tried his best to lift a rock and hit his own foot?What else can I do besides presenting this unprovoked little dad to me respectfully?
After being hit by dimensionality reduction, Feng Sihan became honest on the surface, and the entire imperial city was relatively stable for a while.

The queen was still her empty queen, and Yu Qingxi failed to pull He Xiaoman from the position of queen, and was even warned by Feng Sihan that there should be no gossip in the harem about what happened that night.

Although Yu Qingxi was depressed, her mood improved a lot when she thought that Feng Sihan would really give Yu Zhen to Feng Siting as a tool to vent her anger in ten days.

Let her jump around for another ten days. After ten days, let's see how Feng Siting tortures her to the point where she can't survive. Anyone who stands in her way deserves to die!
In this world, the law of the jungle is the law of the jungle.

The road to the king has never been accompanied by flowers, let alone a bright and smooth road. Everyone's success is built with the blood, tears and filth of countless people.

She felt a little sick while shaving her extremely thick leg hair with a razor blade.

Sometimes Yu Qingxi wondered if all the hair that Feng Sihan lost had grown back to her.

Compared with Feng Sihan's gradually plump bust, she actually shrunk more and more. Could it be that the two of them are going to complement each other and reconcile Yin and Yang in this way?

vomit~
Thinking of herself holding Feng Sihan, who was gradually becoming a Vajra Barbie, and holding Feng Sihan, who was getting fatter and whiter, Yu Qingxi felt her cheeks sour, and a stream of sour water poured out of her convulsed stomach to express her feelings...

vomit, vomit~~~~
Feng Sihan, who had been invited to Zhaohua Palace as if his ass was burned as if he had just come to court in the morning, had a green shit face.

The little eunuch happily told him that the imperial concubine hadn't changed her clothes (aunt) for two months, and she was still nauseated and vomiting this morning. The Zhaohua Palace had sent someone to look for Zhang Foyin, so he rushed to report the good news to Long Live Lord .

Annunciation...

I really want to give you a funeral report!

Feng Sihan felt that not only his face was green now, but his head was also a little green.

Know your own business.

Although Wai Feng Sihan has always refused to admit this matter, and let Zhang Foyin and the eunuchs and maids, including his several confidantes, all claim to be the emperor, only he himself knows best.

Speaking of himself peeing now, where does he get so happy?

outrageous.

But we can't say it yet, maybe tomorrow all the people in the capital will know that other emperors may be real dragons, and their emperor is a eunuch.

Feng Sihan had to rush to Zhaohua Palace with a happy face and excited.

I haven't had time to change the court clothes on the third layer from the left and the third layer from the right, and I still have to wear a heavy crown of heaven embellished with jade and pearls on my head, and now I have to congratulate that prostitute for letting me Happy to be a father.

Feng Sihan introspected for the nth time: Why do I have to be the emperor?
Is it just to make myself live more and more like a grandson?

At this moment, he couldn't help but miss the time when the first emperor was still alive. Although he was still only the ninth prince without a title, and although his mother's family was very lowly, when he grew up, there were ladies who gave him secret glances, and there were also two or three dudes who invited him to feast and hunt. , Chunhuaqiuyue, riding horses and galloping, although occasionally a few emperor brothers scolded and played, but at least when they didn’t have to eat, they had to wait for the three eunuchs to test the poison before eating some leftovers, living in fear every day.

How hard did he think it was before he had to work hard to climb to such a disturbing position?

(End of this chapter)