Outside Yingtian Gate.
Servants and minor officials from various ministries were waiting outside the door to pick up their adults to go home or to their public houses as usual.
Estimating the time, it's time for the adults to come out.
They quickly stood up and stared at the side door of Yingtianmen so that they could spot their adults immediately.
After waiting for a while, why hasn’t the door opened yet?
Everyone was a little anxious.
Could something have happened?
Everyone began to whisper again, and as time went on, more and more people joined in the conversation, and the conversation became louder and louder.
Just then, the side door opened.
The servants and clerks stopped talking for a moment and stared blankly into the door.
A group of people wearing red and blue cloth strips and black gauze hats hanging sideways limped out.
"Ouch..."
"hiss…"
"Well…"
Those beggar-like people supported each other in twos and threes and walked slowly toward the door. It was like a defeated general who had fled dozens of miles along the mountain road.
These, these people...
"Master!"
"It's my lord, that black eye at the corner is my lord!"
The servants and clerks came to their senses and quickly ran towards the group of people covered in cloth to identify their adults.
"Master, master, what's wrong with you? What..."
"Zhongfu, you bastard, you've blinded your eyes! Take a closer look and see who is your master!"
"Ah, Master, why were you beaten like this?"
"Ah! Be gentle! Damn it, that dog-like Wang Ziteng sneaked up on me!"
After the servants recognized their master, they either supported him or asked others to help him carry him to the carriage and sedan chair.
As long as the old man is beaten like this, there is no need to think about getting a job these days. Just relax and recuperate at home.
After almost everyone had left, the founding nobles supported each other and walked out of Yingtianmen.
"Oh...my waist..."
Jia Zhen rubbed her waist with her right hand in pain, while her left hand was supported by several young nobles.
After attacking the Marquis, Jia Zhen failed to escape him after all, and was kicked on the waist by the angry Marquis and fell to the ground, knocking out one of her teeth!
He's talking now.
When the injury heals, he must get a gold tooth!
"Oh, Master!" The servants of the Ningguo Mansion finally waited for their master, and quickly called on the servants of the Rongguo Mansion around them to run towards the masters of the Jia family.
"Master, second master!"
When the servants of Rongguo Mansion saw that they were being carried out by the two masters, they were so frightened that their hearts almost jumped out of their throats! He quickly ran over and replaced the young men from other families who were carrying the planks.
"Old, Old Thirteen..." As if he felt that the person carrying the plank had changed, Jia She opened his black and blue eyes with difficulty.
"General, Thirteen is here!" Thirteen quickly knelt down and held Jia She's hand.
"Thirteen, my leg is broken. Go to the Golden Festival Hall in the east of the city and invite the best bone-setting doctor to your home... Go quickly... Don't let others get there first..."
"Hey, Thirteen obeys!"
Thirteen stood up quickly, stared at Jia She's broken leg for a few times, then turned and ran towards the outside of the imperial city.
Jinjietang can be regarded as the best medical center for bone treatment in Luoyang City. Even the imperial physicians from Imperial Hospital who specialize in orthopedics may not be able to outperform Jin Jie Tang.
There is no need to worry about the imperial doctors from the Imperial Hospital. There must be a lot of people going to invite them, and they come out late, so they will definitely not be able to get in line.
It would be better to go directly to the doctor from Jinjietang and help Jia Zhen get a tooth.
As for Jia Zheng, he had been holding his stomach and groaning for a while since he was kicked in the stomach by Hou Kuang.
It stands to reason that with the strength of Hou Kuang's old arms and legs, he would not be able to kick Jia Zheng, who was in his prime, to broken internal organs. However, Jia Zheng kept curling up and did not say a word.
Jia She was also a little embarrassed. After all, they couldn't open Jia Zheng's belly to see if there was anything wrong with his internal organs. To be on the safe side, Jia Zheng had to be sent to a big medical clinic for a thorough examination.
"Lao Liu...Lao Niu..."
Jia She raised his head and looked at his old brothers who had grown up together wearing crotchless pants for more than thirty years.
"Enhou, the brothers are all here!"
Niu Jizong knelt down and looked at Jia She, whose eyes were so swollen that he couldn't even open them.
"That's good, that's good... We've been brothers for decades, so I won't say any more polite words... I, Jia She, and my Jia family will all remember the affection of the brothers...
Huh, wait, wait until everyone is healed...I will be the host and come to my house for a nice meal..."
"I'm just waiting for these words from you, Marquis Jia En! When our brothers are healed from their injuries, we must kill you, the rich man!"
The nobles carried the Jia brothers out of the imperial city while talking and laughing.
Behind them, there were only two King Zhongxin, whose face was bruised and bruised, two King Yiyong whose clothes were torn, and five other princes who were intact.
It’s just that everyone looks uneasy right now.
They were all beaten by the emperor's stick from childhood to adulthood. Whenever they heard that the emperor was going to call them into Xiyuan, they almost always got a beating.
"Fourth brother, you are too ignorant. That is our Fourteenth Uncle! He is our elder! How dare you beat an elder? How unbecoming is it? Listen to me. Go and apologize to Fourteenth Uncle. Hurry up. go!"
The second prince, Yoshiyasu, ordered to Yoshiyong in the tone of an eldest brother and a father.
"Elder? Can an elder scold me casually? I heard it all. He scolded me for being hypocritical!"
"What? Isn't it? Did I say something wrong?" King Zhongxin covered his forehead and asked Yiyong with a look of resentment.
"Why am I being hypocritical? Tell me! If you can't tell me, we'll have another one!"
"Chen Si, you are deaf! You don't even listen to my elder brother! Apologize now!"
"Shut up! Are you, the second son of the emperor, worthy of being the eldest brother? Your eldest brother is Prince Ying!"
"Chen Jingyuan!"
"Okay, okay, brother, calm down, brother, he didn't mean that, brother. And brother, you have gone too far. Our eldest brother has always been Prince Ying's brother..."
Yi Kang was furious when Yi Yong's words broke his guard. He clenched his fist and was about to punch Yi Yong. Yiyong also set his pace and prepared to practice with Yikang.
At this moment, the third prince Yiren patted Yikang on the shoulder to suppress him.
"Fourth brother, you also know that our second brother is famous for being outspoken, impulsive and irritable. He didn't mean that, he is just used to bossing people around. Please be patient..." Yiren said apologetically to Yiyong.
Yiren's face was divided into two sides by an almost vertical scar. Although no one would laugh at his scar, after all, the scar ran from his forehead to his chin, which gave his face a ferocious look no matter what expression he made.
Yikang glared at the friendly Yiren, but found that all the brothers behind him were looking at him with angry faces.
You are worthy to be compared with big brother!
Yi Kang turned around unwillingly, glared at Yi Yong fiercely, flicked his sleeves, raised his head and walked away from them with square steps.
"Bah! He has not yet become the prince, but he treats us as his subjects. If he really becomes the prince, I can't even imagine what he will do to us!"
"Okay, stop talking, don't forget, we have to go to Xiyuan..."
The brothers looked at each other, smiled bitterly, and sighed.
. . . . . .
"You guys are really promising..."
The emperor held a folding fan, flapped his palms, and walked back and forth in front of several princes.
The seven princes knelt in a row.
"You are truly a loving uncle, a filial nephew, and a respectful brother and friend..."
"Father, it was the fourth child who attacked first!"
"Shut up! You still have the nerve to say it! You are older than him and have a higher level of seniority than him. Why are you still being pushed to the ground and beaten by Xiao Si!"
"That was his sneak attack!"
"Nonsense, Fourth Brother warned Uncle Fourteen before he beat him!"
Yilian raised his head and looked at Zhongxin and retorted.
"Then if he dares to hit my uncle, he is also disobedient!"
"My grandpa, father, empress, and queen are all living well, so I need you, the fourteenth uncle, to act as the elder! Besides, you have the thirteenth uncle ahead of you!"
"Why does this involve me again?"
"Shut up, everyone!" The emperor hit each of them on the forehead with a folding fan.
"Why does it involve you? Why didn't you go up and start a fight when you saw Xiao Si beating Lao Si Four? Fortunately, you are still an uncle and an elder brother. You don't have the eyesight of Yi Kang!"
"Not yet...Yikang..."
When Yikang heard the emperor's words, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"well…"
The emperor sat back on the couch.
"Aren't you even willing to act like brothers and sisters?"
None of the seven kneeling people said a word.
"I remember, you haven't started fighting yet, right? Xiao Wu and Xiao Qi haven't even set up a civil and military team, and you are already in the mood?"
The seven people still didn't say anything, they just lay on the ground prostrate.
"Sigh... I'm getting old and I don't have that much energy to take care of your bad things. This is originally a matter that your royal brother and your father should take care of..."
For the first time, the emperor felt that he was starting to lose energy.
"I don't ask you to be brothers and sisters, but at least you can maintain superficial harmony, right?"
"My sons (grandsons) obey my orders..."
The seven people underground responded quickly.
"Do you obey? Oh, get out of here, get out of here! Each person will receive thirty sticks! Fourteen and Xiaosi stay!"
The emperor leaned weakly on the pillow, feeling a little headache.
How did their relationship become such that they didn’t even want to act it out?
The remaining five people were taken down by the chamberlains, leaving Zhongxin and Yiyong alone in the hall.
Silence fell in the lobby.
"Grandpa Huang, my grandson has something to report!"
Yiyong thought about today's business.
"Could it be the letter Jia Hui sent you yesterday?"
The emperor sat up straight again and looked at Yiyong who was kneeling on the ground.
Tadanobu on the side also looked at Yiyong nervously.
"Grandpa Huang, please step aside!"
Yiyong didn't say anything first, but just looked at the emperor firmly.
"Yiyong, please tell me if you have something to do. My father doesn't have the energy to mess around with you!"
Zhongxin thought it was no big deal. He was surrounded by royal servants, so he still dared to leak secrets? Don't die!
Yiyong ignored him and just looked at Zhongxin quietly, his eyes full of pity.
"What kind of look do you have!" Zhongxin was a little annoyed by Yiyong's look.
"It's okay, it's not me who will be embarrassed anyway..."
"What do you mean!"
"Shut up! You all stand down."
The emperor stopped the quarrel between the two and turned to the chambermaids.
Zhongxin and Yiyong stopped arguing and waited for the slaves to exit the palace.
"Okay, they're all out, let's talk."
"Grandpa Huang, this is the memorial Jinyu asked me to deliver to you."
Yiyong took out a memorial from his arms.
"Oh? I want to see what made Jinyu bypass the General Affairs Department and the Cabinet and ask you to hand it over to me directly."
The emperor reached out and took it from Yiyong's hand.
"Um…"
The first part of the memorial was basically a greeting and action report. It was clearly organized and had a clear purpose. The emperor nodded repeatedly.
The emperor even picked up the tea cup and carefully tasted Jia Hui's running script.
"Well, not bad, not bad... Zhao Bianliang is already three to four times more popular than before..."
"Huh? Poof!"
In the second stage, Jia Hui's report gave the emperor a blow. The tea in his mouth spurted out instantly, pouring it all over King Zhongxin's face.
"This...this...is loyal to you..."
After reading what Jia Hui wrote about the White Lotus Sect setting up a trap to control the contact between King Zhongxin and his subordinates, the emperor could no longer hold back his anger. He got off the couch and kicked Zhongxin over.
"Are you short-sighted? Only one or two people are assigned to do such a big thing, and they are fooled around by others. I'll beat you to death, you short-sighted beast!"
The emperor scolded Zhongxin again and again, and kicked him hard with his foot.
"Father, father, stop fighting, stop fighting! At the very least, let the child die and understand!"
Zhongxin curled up and kept begging the emperor for mercy.
"Hmph, then I will let you know clearly! Open your dog eyes and see what unnatural things you have done!!"
The emperor fiercely threw the memorial in his hand at Zhongxin's face. Zhongxin endured the pain in his body, opened the memorial and read it.
Skipping Jia Hui's work report and going directly to the second part, Zhongxin was dumbfounded when he saw the first sentence.
"A husband who is loyal to the prince has cerebral palsy."
"Father, Jia Hui scolded me!"
"What's wrong with scolding you? I still want to beat you to death!"
Zhongxin shrank his neck and suppressed his anger to look at it.
His face became increasingly disbelieving and his face turned pale.
What? My two cronies are actually from the White Lotus Sect? What is the White Lotus Sect? Is it actually more attractive than following An Xin?
Shopkeeper Bai was parasitic on his own business, sucking blood, and kept transporting money back to the White Lotus Sect...
Solitary money!
When he saw that shopkeeper Shi was introducing private goods to Jiangnan Camp, he even secretly designed General Hu Shen to open the arsenal and resell ordnance...
It’s over!
King Zhongxin slumped on the ground helplessly, looking at Jia Hui's memorial in his hand in despair.
"Father, father, is this all true?"
Zhongxin looked at the emperor expectantly, praying for a different answer.
"Grandpa Huang, the confessions of the two shopkeepers are in the grandson's carriage..."
After hearing Yiyong's decisive blow, Zhongxin could no longer maintain his dignity and burst into tears.
It’s over, it’s over!
It’s in vain that I trust you so much, it’s in vain that I spend all my time covering your business, it’s in vain that I leave all my money to you...
The most important thing is that the White Lotus Sect is an evil sect and has even rebelled. I am a sure enemy!
ah! ! !
This throne has nothing to do with me anymore!
"Xiaosi, you did a good job, go out and get a stick! I'm going to kill this little bastard who doesn't distinguish between evil and evil!"
The emperor took off the rhinoceros skin jade belt from his waist and raised it to face Zhongxin, but he didn't have the heart to hit him with it, so he threw it on the bed.
After looking around the hall, his eyes lit up, he picked up a crane-shaped candlestick and walked towards his eldest son.
"Father, don't, don't, ah ah ah!"
King Zhongxin ran around in the hall like crazy, and found the opportunity to rush out of the hall. The emperor followed closely and rushed out carrying the crane candlestick.
(End of chapter)
