"Yao Shou, you murdered your own grandson!"
Seeing Zhao Chongyuan striding in carrying a pumpkin.
Zhao Qingzhan was so frightened that he jumped up from the ground.
Looking at the windows of the East Palace, I want to jump over.
But before he could reach the window door, the guards grabbed him by the collar and carried him back.
"You turtle grandson, can't you run away?"
Zhao Chongyuan was furious.
"Grandpa Huang, you said I am a turtle grandson, what are you?"
Zhao Qingzhan asked subconsciously, but as soon as he finished speaking, he quickly covered his mouth.
Wang Lishi on the side covered his mouth, his old face turned red from suppressing it.
"Okay, you turtle...bastard...bastard..."
At the end of the sentence, Zhao Chongyuan was so angry that he stretched out his hand to pick up the pumpkin and hit Zhao Qingzhan.
But once I saw the sharp cold light of the pumpkin, I still threw it aside.
Then he picked up the riding whip from the guard's hand, gestured twice and threw it aside.
Finally, I picked up a ruler from the bookshelf.
There was a snap.
He slapped Zhao Qingzhan on the butt.
hiss!
Zhao Qingzhan took a deep breath instantly.
It turned out that my butt had just been spanked by my royal grandmother, and it was still swollen.
At this moment, he received another ring ruler.
The sour feeling at that moment made Zhao Qingzhan burst into tears.
"Grandpa Huang, I was beaten by Grandma Huang just now, and you hit me like this again. Do you really want to beat me to death?"
Zhao Qingzhan cried.
I really cried.
Although he was ready to be beaten by both men and women.
But I never expected it!
This co-ed doubles match can’t come soon enough.
The swelling in the buttocks of the front feet hasn’t subsided yet, and the swelling is coming again on the back feet.
"Hey, your royal grandmother beat me."
When Zhao Chongyuan heard this, he was happy and stopped dropping the ruler in his hand. He squatted down and looked at Zhao Qingzhan who was crying profusely and asked: "Which side did your royal grandmother hit?"
"right."
Zhao Qingzhan stuck his butt out.
"Come and show Grandpa."
Zhao Chongyuan squatted down.
"Um."
Zhao Qingzhan nodded aggrievedly, then raised his right buttocks to face Zhao Chongyuan.
Snap!
Another sound broke through the air.
Zhao Qingzhan's right butt suddenly became more swollen.
Then!
Bang bang bang bang!
A series of intensive flapping sounds of rulers kept ringing in the East Palace.
When Zhao Chongyuan stopped.
Zhao Qingzhan's buttocks on both sides were swollen.
Not too big, not too small, just fine.
Zhao Qingzhan lay on the ground with a lifeless look on his face, his eyes swollen from crying.
Not a human being.
Really not a human being.
How could anyone ask which side of someone's butt was being spanked, and then hit the other side of the spank hard? After the spanking, they counted the times and found that the two sides were exactly the same size.
"What else does your royal grandmother punish you for?"
After the beating, Zhao Chongyuan looked refreshed and squatted down to look at Zhao Qingzhan.
"No more, really no more."
Zhao Qingzhan was smart and quickly shook his head.
"Grandpa Huang will ask you one last time, are you really gone, or are you pretending to be gone?"
Zhao Chongyuan lowered his head and looked at Zhao Qingzhan.
"No, really not. Grandma Royal just beat me up and nothing else."
Zhao Qingzhan looked determined.
"In that case, please copy the "Records of Taizu" to me ten times and hand it to me in the Chancery's study room tomorrow morning."
Zhao Chongyuan stood up and looked at Zhao Qingzhan and ordered.
Zhao Qingzhan was anxious: "Grandpa Huang has it, he really does. Look, I'm copying it right now."
Zhao Qingzhan got up from the ground in a hurry, regardless of the soreness in his buttocks, and ran to his desk in the East Palace like a tornado, grabbed the piece of paper and copied it, the handwriting could no longer be distinguished. Whether it was words or rice paper with caterpillars crawling on it, he handed it to Zhao Chongyuan.
"Didn't you say no?"
Zhao Chongyuan looked at Zhao Qingzhan with a cheerful expression.
"Yes, yes!"
Zhao Qingzhan nodded quickly, with a sincere look on his face, and looked at Zhao Chongyuan with awe and righteousness: "Grandpa Huang, even if the grandma doesn't ask her grandson to copy it, she will still copy it. My grandson likes to copy the "Records of Taizu" the most."
"That's OK, just copy it ten more times."
Zhao Chongyuan nodded.
Zhao Qingzhan's eyes suddenly widened and he cried: "Grandpa Huang, I...I...I..."
"That Cui Luan, you are here watching the emperor's grandson and staring at him copying. Remember, he is not allowed to lie down. Let him sit on the ground and copy. When is the time to copy, when is it time to let him stand again? stand up."
Zhao Chongyuan raised his head, looked at Cui Luan who was kneeling on the ground in the distance and bent over with laughter, and ordered.
"It's Your Majesty."
Cui Luan suppressed her smile and replied respectfully.
"Ouch, please kill me."
Zhao Qingzhan fell back with a pop, completely hopeless.
But before he could lie down.
hiss!
Zhao Qingzhan gasped with a hiss, covered his butt, and jumped up from the ground as if he had been electrocuted.
Zhao Chongyuan couldn't help it at this moment, but he cleared his throat and said majestically: "Does it hurt now? Where did you go just now? Your grandpa, I asked you to supervise the country, but you did well. What did you do? This beating is considered a light one. Next time, I will hang you from the beam of the East Palace and beat you, just like your eighth uncle.
Don't you dare to mess with me again! "
After speaking, Zhao Chongyuan waved his sleeves, but Zhao Qingzhan, who kept crying inside, turned and walked outside the East Palace.
After leaving the East Palace, Zhao Chongyuan couldn't hold it back any longer. He suddenly laughed and cursed: "This kid deserves to be beaten!"
Then he looked over and Wang Lishi ordered: "By the way, you go find someone to pass an order to me. Go to the Household Department and call Feng Maoyuan and the head of the Household Department in charge of Youzhou's taxation. I want to ask that Household Department." How many brains does the principal have to dare to cooperate with Zhao Ding in not reporting taxes truthfully?
Also ask how Feng Maoyuan manages his subordinates. "
When he thought that Youzhou Fucheng didn't pay taxes to Zhao Chongyuan.
Zhao Chongyuan was immediately so angry that his teeth itched.
Don’t you know he is poor?
It didn't take long.
Inside the Yangxin Hall.
The person in charge of Youzhou's taxation from the Ministry of Household Affairs was brought over.
This is a middle-aged man wearing court clothes, but his face looks ashen.
Ever since Zhao Chongyuan sent someone to summon him alone, a small head of the Household Department in charge of Youzhou's taxation, to ask questions, especially when he summoned his immediate boss Feng Maoyuan with him.
Sun Bing knew.
Go this time.
He is probably going to be cold.
In 1998, things about Buyouzhou could no longer be hidden.
As soon as he entered the Yangxin Hall, he saw Zhao Chongyuan sitting in front of the documents in the Yangxin Hall.
Sun Bing gritted his teeth. Anyway, everyone on the left and right was dead. It was better to just call him and forget it. Maybe he could get a lenient treatment.
Therefore, before Zhao Chongyuan could speak.
Sun Bing cried and shouted: "Your Majesty, I deserve to die."
"But I was wronged. I have something to say. It's not that I want to deceive the king, but that King Yan is really not a human being."
