I'm so sweet after being forced to marry a sick and weak prince

Chapter 230 The mayfly shakes the tree, it's ridiculous

If Tian Yinian hadn't resigned, he wouldn't be the Dali Shaoqing.

On the surface, Mr. He is not wrong at all, he is well-behaved, and no one knows that he belongs to the Seventh Prince, and since he took office, he has never been accused by Xu Fuzhou of anything wrong, and he is not bad in Dali Temple.

But being good at it doesn't mean being trusted.

At least, Master He didn't feel that he was trusted by Xu Fuzhou.

These days, Xu Fuzhou has been doing something secretly. Except for his cronies, other officials of Dali Temple, Xu Fuzhou didn't let a single one intervene.

Master He naturally couldn't intervene. I don't know what Xu Fuzhou has been doing secretly these days.

However, when Lord He came to Dali Temple this morning to deal with business, he accidentally saw Lin Yanfei being secretly taken behind Dali Temple by two people.

When he saw Lin Yanfei, he was shocked.

Isn't this person locked up in prison? Although he hasn't been allowed to enter the prison these days, why is he here?Does this mean that you have been out these days?

So Master He hurriedly sent someone to secretly report to the Seventh Prince - Feng Yugui.

When Feng Yu Guiyi heard about this, he only smiled lightly and said: "It's too ridiculous for a gnat to shake a big tree."

Then, he ordered people to tell Mr. Meng, Minister of the Ministry of officials.

Mr. Meng knew that the matter should have been brought to light, first he looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, then sent the visitor away, bit his finger, and wrote a letter in blood.

There are a lot of words in the blood book, which probably means that he has another master, and the Seventh Prince has no idea what he has done. He is blaming the Seventh Prince for his master.

And he also let people steal the tokens of the Seventh Prince's people, and killed many people.

Knowing that the crime was serious, he took poison and committed suicide.

Then Master Meng committed suicide by taking poison.The blood book was lying next to him, and his bloody finger was still resting on the blood book, which showed that he had written it himself.

When Xu Fuzhou's people came to Meng Mansion to arrest people, they saw this scene, they were stunned for a moment, and then they went back to themselves, and hurriedly reported to Xu Fuzhou.

As soon as Xu Fuzhou got the letter, when he heard about it, his face was extremely ugly, he hurried out of the palace and came to the Meng Mansion, and then took control of the Meng Mansion and ordered the Meng Mansion to be searched.

But nothing was found.

There was no other way, Xu Fuzhou could only return to Dali Temple with the letter and the blood book.

Feng Yugui had been invited for a long time.

But Feng Yugui is a prince, with a high status, Xu Fuzhou first bowed hands with Feng Yugui, and then asked neither humble nor overbearing: "Your Highness must know why I have invited His Highness."

Feng Yugui said: "The people who came to invite this hall have told this hall a little bit, but this hall still doesn't know much about it."

Xu Fuzhou didn't tell everything he knew, but asked again: "Since your highness knows a little bit, how dare you ask your highness, is this what your highness did, or not?"

Feng Yugui smiled and said: "Of course it wasn't done by this hall. If Mr. Xu has evidence to prove that it was done by this hall, you can just show the evidence."

Just in time, someone came in and said something in Xu Fuzhou's ear, and Xu Fuzhou said to Feng Yugui again: "Your Highness, do all of you wear this token?"

The person who just came in just told him that this token belongs to the people in the seventh prince's mansion.

Feng Yugui glanced at the token in his hand, and generously admitted: "Yes."

"It was dropped by those men in black when Lin Yanfei's younger brother Lin Qifei's home was bloodbathed." Xu Fuzhou said.

Feng Yugui smiled lightly and said: "So what? Master Xu doesn't know that there is a term of blame? If our hall really sends someone to do this, why bother to make people wear a token on their bodies so that they can drop it and let them Someone picked it up? So imprecise."

(End of this chapter)