Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

The ninth day of September is the Double Ninth Festival.

In recent years, the emperor's health has been worse than before, and he has been ill for a long time. The palace has not held a banquet for a long time. This month, the emperor's health has gradually improved, and officials from all over the country have asked people over 60 years old to eat vegetarian food to pray for the emperor and ward off disasters. It is said to be a voluntary act, but at such an old age, who is willing to go through so much trouble.

The emperor's reputation among the people is only average, and it wouldn't make much difference whether it's this person or not.

On the Double Ninth Festival, a banquet was held in the palace for the first time, and all officials of the fourth rank and above in the capital and their family members over five years old were required to attend.

The emperor was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, and his gray hair exuded a deathly aura. He looked as if he was about to die. He only appeared for a short while and then went back. The officials, who were a cancer, could neither leave nor go away.

Fan Kangshi looked up and squinted quietly, thinking of the eye-catching dragon robe at home. He originally wanted to burn it and put an end to it. But Fan Hongtu took it away, saying that he had another use for it.

Fan Kangshi didn't understand what it was used for. He said it was to frame others, but who would believe a dragon robe with such poor workmanship and tailoring?

It's obviously a fake.

Even the worst craftsman can do better than that. It's like someone who doesn't know how to sew at all could have done it. Except for the bright color, if you don't look carefully, who would have thought that there was a dragon on it.

Using that kind of thing to frame the Bonan Marquisate was not only a frame-up, but also a naked insult. That person framed the Marquisate and didn't want others to know, so he even did it himself.

Fan Kangshi felt that he had discovered the truth, and he swore to find that person out. Anyone who dared to plot against the Marquis' Mansion would have to bear the wrath of the Marquis' Mansion.

After the emperor left, the banquet continued under the auspices of several princes. Fan Kangshi and the second prince had a great conversation, talking and laughing.

The current emperor has five sons, all of whom are adults.

The crowning of princes of the Anqing Dynasty was the business of the new emperor. In the cruel fight for the throne, the winner would ascend the throne and become emperor, while the loser would depend on the winner's mood.

The emperor has five sons, the oldest is already in his thirties and the youngest is in his twenties. The emperor keeps them like he is raising poisonous insects, watching them fight and compete with each other, and has yet to determine a successor.

Fan Kangshi was the second prince's study companion, so he naturally stood on the second prince's side. Fan Kangshi was already wondering if the other princes had done it in order to break the second prince's arm.

Fan Hongtu rejected this view.

He felt there was someone else inside.

It is unrealistic to want to overthrow the Bonan Marquisate with a joke-like dragon robe. Unless...

No one knew what Fan Hongtu was thinking about, his face changed drastically, and he locked himself in the room for two days. After he came out, the Bonan Marquis Mansion began to take action.

Ding Yi didn't know all this. She was still worried about her own death, and a little angry that Wang had locked her up in the mansion. There were people patrolling every wall, so it was unrealistic to climb over the wall. How about a dog hole? Where were the dog holes? All the dog holes, big and small, were sealed.

Unless she had the ability to walk through walls, she would not be able to escape from the Bonan Marquis' Mansion.

Can't get out, can't get out at all.

Ding Yi was unhappy and felt that her abilities were limited. Even when she attended banquets in the palace, she rarely smiled. The palace rules were even stricter and if she was not careful, she could lose her life. She didn't want to die young, so she could only restrain her fists.

Several older ladies came over to talk to Wang, and seeing Ding Yi's stern face, they said, "Madam, there is no need to be so harsh on the child."

The implication is: We have all forgiven her, and the Marquis's Mansion does not need to punish the child anymore.

Wang was puzzled, but since the people mentioned were all elders, she could only nod in agreement.

"My daughter is naughty. Thank you for your understanding." Wang waved her hand and called the dazed Ding Yi, "Qiong Shi, come over and greet the elders."

Ding Yi pouted, and her puffy cheeks looked more like steamed buns than dumplings, which elicited amiable smiles from everyone.

"Qiong Shi greets all the elders. Thank you for not arguing with Qiong Shi."

The baby's voice and a pair of innocent big eyes immediately captured the hearts of the elders present. The older they got, the more they liked this kind of baby.

"Oh, baby, it's not your fault, it's their fault. You're so old and still arguing with a child."

Ding Yi was held in someone's arms, rubbed and kneaded, his chubby face was deformed. Ding Yi, who was being held, felt like he had lost all desire to live, and was roaring wildly in his heart.

"You keep coming, keep coming, are you done yet? You don't have a baby at home?..."

Face hurts.

Wang felt distressed and thought that this group of people were seeking revenge and kidnapping her daughter in the name of love.

After the Double Ninth Festival, a storm was about to come in the capital and the situation was tense and tense.

The emperor's health is getting worse and worse, and the battle for the throne is about to begin.

Ding Yi asked Fan Kangshi about Concubine An. Fan Kangshi said, "Don't worry too much about the child, otherwise he won't grow tall."

When asked, Wang had a gloomy face and said nothing.

Ding Yi had no choice but to ask Fan Hongtu, who said, "Noble Concubine An is nothing to worry about. She is just an idiot who is being used by others without knowing it."

Ding Yi was confused. If Concubine An was a fool, then weren't the Marquis of Bonan even bigger fools in their previous life?

He can even curse himself so subtly, no wonder he can become a marquis.

Ding Yi's head was filled with all kinds of useful and useless memories. After sorting them out carefully, he found that the breakthrough was still with Concubine An.

As a royal concubine, and a childless one at that, how could she have the ability to take action against the Bonan Marquisate? The Bonan Marquisate is a powerful marquisate, not one of those impoverished families.

Ding Yi always feels like he has missed something?

Where did Concubine An get her power? Why was the entire Bonan Marquisate massacred without a trial?

Evidence? Ding Yi felt that the evidence was too crude and rudimentary. Shouldn't the crime of treason be handled with extreme caution?

Even the children don’t believe it, let alone that person.

Huh! Ding Yi jumped up suddenly, and she realized what she had left behind.

If it was the person who wanted the Marquis Bonan to die, he would have let the entire family be killed so easily, would have ignored the many pieces of evidence that did not seem like evidence, and would have massacred the entire Marquis Bonan family in the fastest possible time, leaving no one alive.

Ding Yi found Fan Hongtu and asked, "Grandfather, is it him?" Ding Yi pointed upwards and successfully saw Fan Hongtu's expression change.

Fan Hongtu stared at her, with expressions of shock, astonishment, disbelief, etc. flashing across his face.

Finally, he sighed: "It would be great if this was a little boy."

Ding Yi knew that she guessed right and couldn't help feeling ashamed. She had targeted the An family and Lonely, and it was of no avail to go out and show off her strength and fight.

"Grandfather, I shouldn't have hit them."

Fan Hongtu stroked his beard and cheerfully objected, "If you hadn't done that, I wouldn't have been able to find out his flaws. Your mother has educated you very well. At such a young age, you already know how to share your grandfather's worries."

"Grandfather..." Ding Yi twisted his body into a knot, not buying into Fan Hongtu's sudden praise.