The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay."

Old Lady Shen wiped her tears and tremblingly bowed to Feng Jiuqing and said, "Thank you, Grand Master!"

Feng Jiuqing supported Old Lady Shen and said, "You don't have to be so polite. Mingqing is also from the Grand Tutor's Mansion, so I will take better care of you. You don't look very energetic, why don't you go and rest first? When you are in better spirits, we can talk again? Don't worry, I am here, no one dares to be presumptuous."

Old Lady Shen nodded: "Okay, thank you very much, Grand Master."

Feng Jiuqing said back: "You are Mingqing's elder, so you are also my elder, no need to thank me."

Old Lady Shen suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and her steps were much stronger. Although most people in the court had a bad opinion of the Grand Tutor, Old Lady Shen felt that the Grand Tutor was a man of character.

The Grand Tutor was so polite to her, presumably out of consideration for Qingqing. Could it be that the Grand Tutor really had feelings for Qingqing? I never thought that the person who treated Qingqing the best in the end would be the Grand Tutor.

Seeing how much His Majesty doted on Qingqing, she thought Qingqing had found her true lover, but she didn't expect that the one who would put Qingqing's life in danger would be His Majesty.

Never mind, she was also wrong. She only hopes that after Qingqing gets through this disaster, she can live a smooth life without any more setbacks.

After Old Madam Shen left, Feng Jiuqing sat aside, wearing a dark gilded robe and a jade crown on his head. His waist-length hair diluted the coldness he exuded, but the ferocious mask on his face made him look more majestic.

Since Feng Jiuqing sat down, the entire mourning hall was in complete silence. After all, the Grand Tutor was well-known, and even His Majesty had to give in. They knew their own weight and did not dare to act rashly in front of the Grand Tutor.

In fact, these people came here for the sake of the Duke Shen's Mansion. They were not familiar with Ming Qing himself, and had never even met him. No one had any grudges against him. Even if there were, they would have to consider whether they could afford to offend the Duke Shen's Mansion and the emperor who had just cleared Ming Qing's grievances, not to mention the Grand Tutor now.

If Mingqing were alive, as the grandson of Old Lady Shen, the nephew of Duke Shen, the noble prince beloved by His Majesty, the son of the Prime Minister and Princess Lanshu, with the Grand Tutor as his idol, he would be able to walk around the capital with all his might. Even if he poked a hole in the sky, it would be the sky's fault.

It's a pity that they had such a bad fate. They were full of injustices and stigma when they were alive, and only repented after they died. It's really a pity.

All the guests who came and went felt sorry for Mingqing and cried so sincerely that those who didn't know would have thought they were very close to Mingqing.

However, Zhen Mingqing himself was very relaxed now. This was the first time for him to watch his own funeral. After all, not everyone could watch their own funeral. He was the only one who could do so. Especially when he saw these guests crying and wailing, Zhen Mingfeng Jiuqing wanted to applaud them.

With such great acting skills, it would be a shame if he didn't go act. I don't know if there are any other opera troupes in the capital that are short of people. I'll send them there one day.

Do one good deed a day, no need to be too thankful.

These people tried their best to show off in front of the Grand Tutor, but they didn't know that the Grand Tutor had already considered a way out for them.

Feng Jiuqing lowered his eyes. Officials don't think about how to do things for the people, but just think about currying favor with the powerful and taking advantage of the situation every day. It seems that it is time to let Mo Ling rectify the administration of officials. It just so happens that Jian Han has returned, so he can find something for him to do.

Jian Han, who had just got off the carriage and returned to the mansion, sneezed and cursed inwardly, "Who is plotting against me again? According to his past experience, it must be bad!"

Feng Jiuqing had heard the news long before the Han King's army besieged the capital, but he was seriously injured at the time and could only send a message to some ministers to send their families out of the capital in advance. For example, Jian Han and Old Lady Shen's family were taken out of the capital by his people, but the Han King came too quickly and he didn't have time to rescue more people.

Rashly asking the people of the capital to flee for safety would only cause panic, so he had people transport all the grain from the farms near the capital to the capital to prevent a surge in grain prices when the city was trapped.

In this way, even if the capital was trapped, it would not be affected too much. Moreover, the King of Han besieged the capital in order to become the emperor. As long as he wanted to be the emperor, he would not slaughter the people in the capital at will. Otherwise, once the news spread, it would surely cause an uproar in the world. The King of Han did not come to power legitimately, so he should not be so stupid as to offend the people of the world.

The facts turned out to be just as he expected. Although the person sitting on the dragon throne had changed, the people in the capital did not suffer much loss.

As for Mo Ling, he also had someone send him a message at that time. As for whether he received it or not, and whether he believed it after receiving it, it had nothing to do with him.

Feng Jiuqing sat in the mourning hall until it was time for dinner, and only said goodbye and left after Duke Shen returned home. After returning to the Grand Tutor's Mansion with a grand ceremony, Feng Jiuqing quickly changed his clothes, took off the jade crown, found a random hairband to tie up his hair, and went to Duke Shen's Mansion again.

It must be said that the Shen Guogong Mansion is indeed a military family, and the defense coefficient of the entire mansion is still very high, but for Feng Jiuqing, it is still not enough. Although his injuries have not yet fully recovered, it is still easy to deal with some of the personal soldiers of the Shen Guogong Mansion.

Old Lady Shen was drinking tea when she suddenly heard a noise outside the window. Even though she was old, she had fought with Old Lord Shen in the past and was no less powerful than him. Others might not notice this unusual movement, but she knew there must be a guest outside the window.

"Since you are here, please come in and have a cup of tea."

Feng Jiuqing raised his eyebrows. He had no idea that his grandmother was so alert. Although he had made the noise on purpose in order to lure away the people in Old Madam Shen's room, it would be easier for him to go find Old Madam Shen.

But he didn't expect that his grandmother would see through it, so he had no choice but to show up.

Feng Jiuqing climbed in through the window, and the maid in the room immediately drew her sword and pointed it at Feng Jiuqing.

Feng Jiuqing bowed to Old Lady Shen and said, "I have no intention of disturbing you. I am the one sent by the Grand Master to fulfill the promise made to you. Please ask you to dismiss your attendants. The news from the Grand Master's Mansion must not be spread to outsiders."

Old Lady Shen's eyes suddenly lit up, and a tear unconsciously flowed from the corner of her eye. She understood what Feng Jiuqing meant, this was her lover coming to see her.

"Let's all go back."

The maid holding the sword disagreed: "Old lady, he is very dangerous! If you——"

"Back off, he won't hurt me. Besides, he has already revealed his identity. If anything happens to me, the Grand Master will definitely be responsible."

The maid reluctantly retracted her sword, bowed to Old Lady Shen, and left.

After Feng Jiuqing confirmed that no one was in the room, he took off his bamboo hat and knelt down in front of Old Lady Shen: "It's all Qingqing's fault. You made Grandmother worry."

The hand that Old Lady Shen stretched out was trembling. It was not until she felt the warmth on Feng Jiuqing's face that she hugged him in her arms. She was already in tears.

"Qingqing, you scared grandma to death. Grandma thought she would never see you again. Now I have to send you off at my age."