Yang Shuqi's gold piece trembled, and his face turned red.
"See, they bully me like this every day!" Yang Shu yelled at Mr. Yang, "No matter what I say, they think it's my fault. It's also my fault if others bully me!"
"Third Prince, you are so kind and you tell lies with your eyes open! Pretend that I don't know that you and Guo Tao have a good relationship!!"
"Feng Qingwan and I just broke off our engagement, and you started discussing marriage with the Feng family!!!"
Yang Shu's voice was stern, and his eyes stared at the third prince with resentment, "Marry me! I'll crash to death in the third prince's house! I'll see how you can get married!"
"And you!" Yang Shu pointed angrily at an official in crimson robes, "I was kicked from the second floor of Huifang Pavilion by Guo Tao, and two of my ribs were broken. You were right there and continued to prove it for him!"
"You, all of you are not telling the truth!" Yang Shu pointed at a group of officials who were supporting him, held his head, and screamed.
At first glance, it seemed that I had held it in for too long, that I couldn't bear it mentally, and that something was wrong.
The official who had just spoken looked green and red. How could he have thought that he would dare to make such a fuss in front of Yang Shushengjia.
The third prince's face was the ugliest. Feng Qingwan's delicate body was trembling, and she stared at Yang Shu angrily. She and the third prince had not done anything to overstep their bounds. If he failed to live up to his expectations, it was their fault.
"What are you yelling at? You are a loser. You are not worthy of Feng Qingwan. Besides visiting brothels and fighting crickets, what else can you do? You deserve to be beaten to death." The sixth prince looked contemptuous.
"Yes, I deserve it." Yang Shu cried and laughed, picked up the paper ball on the ground, put it into his arms with his hands, and murmured, "Forget it, what are you talking about? No one will make the decision anyway..."
"No one is on my side..." Yang Shu kept shaking his head.
"What kind of war are we fighting? If I have a father and a mother, I won't be bullied..."
Yang Shu walked out as if he had lost his soul, weak, pitiful and desolate.
"Your Majesty, is this the care you are talking about?" Mr. Yang, who had been silent for a long time, glanced at the crowd. His voice could not detect any emotion or anger, but his bulging veins and heavy breathing all highlighted the old man. The Marshal's rage.
Everyone's breath was suffocated, and they felt that thousands of troops and horses were galloping towards them.
"Have you lived too comfortably these past years?" Mr. Yang's eyes were filled with fighting intent, and the terrifying momentum made everyone breathless.
They all recalled the year when the Yang and Wu brothers died in battle, Jian'an was bleeding for three days, and the city walls were built with human heads.
Since then, old man Yang has lived in seclusion and never used an army again, but the Yang family has never been a sick tiger, but a lion!
He only needs to give an order, and tens of thousands of cavalry will rush into Jian'an and bloodbath every house.
"Marshal Yang, you are too presumptuous in front of the emperor!" The sixth prince raised his neck and shouted at Mr. Yang, his eyes squeezed by fat, looking sinister and mean.
The ministers' hearts trembled. Are they afraid that Old Man Yang won't take action? Baby, you just don’t know how high the sky is! Be careful when you don’t see the emperor!
If this was his own son, he would have been slapped long ago.
As if he knew what the ministers were thinking, with a snap, the emperor slapped the sixth prince's fat face and trembled, "I'm not dead yet, it's your turn to point fingers!"
"Third brother, I have told you a long time ago that it is a good thing to value friendship, but you should not distinguish between right and wrong, and you will not even make judgments. If you have a brain, you must know how to distinguish!" the emperor said sternly.
The third prince's face turned pale. His father had never reprimanded him in such a strong tone. This showed how angry he was. He did not dare to say anything at the moment and knelt down honestly: "I know my mistake, so I will go and apologize to Yang Shu." ."
He is not a fool and knows that the first thing today is to appease Yang Lian.
If he had known that Yang Shu had such serious mental problems, he would not have stood up to speak for Guo Tao just now.
"I made a mistake." The officials fell to their knees. The third prince had been reprimanded, but they didn't think they were tough.
The most frightened person in the hall was Guo Tao. How could it have turned out like this in such a short time!
It was just a small fight, and the small punishment passed, but now, it is obvious that he can't be kind.
Facing Mr. Yang's cold gaze, Guo Tao's blood seemed to freeze, and he felt cold from head to toe.
"You traitor, King Ding's palace is full of loyal people, and it's you who can make such nonsense!"
King Xi kicked Guo Tao over, his face full of anger, "Without the bloody battles of the soldiers, you would be able to have the fine clothes and food you have today!"
"Being supported by others and not being grateful!"
"The books you have read over the years have been read into the dog's belly!"
The more King Xi talked, the angrier he became. He kicked and kicked Guo Tao until he vomited blood.
"This is my brother's failure to discipline me properly. I beg the emperor to punish me severely!"
King Xi knelt down with a look of pain and sorrow on his face, hating that iron could not become steel.
"It's a punishment..." Before the emperor finished speaking, a scream came from Guo Tao's mouth and resounded throughout the hall.
"This kick is for Shu'er. If King Xi is unhappy, he can come to the king's palace." Mr. Yang looked majestic and had a murderous aura.
King Xi forced a smile, "The old marshal was joking, he deserves it."
"ah!"
A howl more painful than Guo Tao's was heard outside the hall.
Everyone's expressions changed, and the emperor rushed out first.
"Father, father, not my son, I didn't touch him..." The third prince's throat was throbbing, and he was speaking in a panic and incoherently.
But at this time, no one cared about him. They all looked at Yang Shu on the ground. They saw his eyes wide open, the veins on his neck protruding like snakes, and blood oozing from his mouth and nose.
"Shu'er!"
"Pass on the imperial physician, the imperial physician!" the emperor shouted. At this moment, even he panicked.
The Shangshu of the Ministry of Finance's legs went weak and he almost stopped standing. Yang Shu was going to die here today, the Yang family would rebel, and the Feng family must be on the list of Yang Lian's bloodbath.
The ministers stared at Yang Shu, extremely nervous, but please don't die!
Hold on!
They have never been so united as they are now.
The doctor came quickly.
"Your Majesty, the prince is poisoned."
The scene fell silent. Not surprisingly, this symptom clearly meant something was wrong.
"When did you get hit?" The emperor's face was as dark as water, and he squeezed out the words through his teeth.
"No more than two-quarters of an hour."
Everyone's pupils shrank sharply for no more than two quarters of an hour, that is to say...in the palace!
"Okay, very good, check it out for me!" The emperor was furious.
"Yafu!"
Seeing Mr. Yang hugging Yang Shu, the emperor hurriedly pulled his sleeves.
"Old minister, please give your Majesty three days. The Yang family only has one root. No matter how useless it is, we will not tolerate persecution by others."
"Shu'er, grandpa will take you home." Mr. Yang shook off the emperor's hand and walked towards the palace gate. The old man's old age disappeared step by step, replaced by a tragic fighting spirit.
The dying male lion will try his best to save his cubs.
"I retire." The generals hugged the emperor and followed Mr. Yang without looking back.
Jian'an is too comfortable.
The emperor tightened his fingers and all the ministers lowered their heads.
Staring at the back of Mr. Yang, the emperor had an undercurrent in his eyes. It was not that he had not reduced Yang Lian's military power over the years, but he was like a believer and did not need Hu Fu to mobilize troops.
