When Lu Bo first came over, Lin Juze was still showing off his power and shouting loudly: "Today, the Lin and Zhao families in Jingyang are at odds with each other. Who do you think is the elder to teach me a lesson? Why don't you take a piss to look after yourself!"
Lin Zhehua hurried over and happened to see Lu Bochu coming from the opposite side. He was instantly nervous. If this matter didn't alarm the prince, it would be a small matter, but if it alarmed the prince, it would be no small matter!
The crowd watching the excitement shouted sharply: "The prince is here, the prince is here..."
When Lin Juze heard this, his arrogant face froze, and his arrogance immediately disappeared, and he obediently put down the hand he had raised to hit someone.
An Qi'en didn't expect that Qingbi would call Lu Bochu over, and said respectfully to the soft and graceful body: "Hail, my lord."
Lu Bochu's dark eyes were full of worry and he asked warmly: "Are you hurt?"
An Qi'en shook his head and replied softly: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. Qi'en is fine."
When Lu Bo first saw the messy porridge on the floor, his eyebrows suddenly became displeased. Not to mention that An Qi'en woke up early in the morning and worked hard to cook the porridge. In terms of the current situation, it was a critical moment for lack of food.
Some people are wasting food like this. Doesn't this mean they should not eat minced meat?
Lin Zhehua trotted over and saluted with clasped fists cautiously: "Wish you all the best, Your Majesty, I have had a fever in the past two days and burned out my brain. I will take him back to teach you a lesson. In addition, the Lin Mansion will double the compensation for the spilled food. Tomorrow, I will set up a porridge shack to pay for my crime. I will also Please calm down, Your Majesty."
Lin Zhehua said everything in one breath before Lu Bochu blamed him. He was self-aware. If he had waited for Lu Bochu to repent, the punishment would not be so light.
He glared at his unfulfilled son angrily: "Why don't you come over quickly and apologize to the prince!"
Lin Juze came over tremblingly, lowered his head and clasped his fists, and said in a humble voice: "Your Majesty, I accidentally spilled the porridge and disturbed the prince. It was my fault. I will pay tribute tomorrow."
Lu Bochu put his hands behind his waist, his brows and eyes were as cold as if his face was covered with a layer of frost.
Zhao Yan clasped his fists: "My lord, please calm down. I didn't handle this matter well. I was incompetent. I am willing to be punished."
Neither the Lin family nor the Zhao family could afford to be embarrassed by handling this matter in public. Lin Zhehua suggested respectfully: "Your Majesty, why don't you go to the humble post to handle this matter? The humble post here will have people clean it up. The prince has a lot of things to do. This trivial matter disturbs the prince. The humble post is really Guilt.”
Lu Bochu pointed at the onlookers with a cold face and asked righteously: "They are all waiting here to eat porridge. Mr. Lin is used to living a good life and ignores the people like ants!"
His tone increased in the second half of the sentence, serious and angry.
Lin Zhehua fell to his knees with a frightened voice and said uneasily: "Your Majesty, calm down, I don't dare, I don't dare, I have done something wrong, I am willing to accept all punishments."
Lin Juze was also frightened and knelt on the ground to admit his mistake: "Your Majesty, I was wrong. It was Zhao Yan who provoked me. I didn't control my temper. I was wrong. Your Majesty, please calm down!"
As soon as Lin Juze said this, before Zhao Yan could refute, the onlookers who couldn't stand it started to criticize him.
"It was obviously you who was teasing Mrs. An. Mr. Zhao asked you to go away. It was you who picked the matter."
"That's right. Mr. Zhao and Mrs. An have been busy since dawn, and they kindly made porridge for us poor people to eat. Uncle Lin even kicked the porridge away. In the eyes of Uncle Lin, we poor people are probably not even as good as dogs."
"Please, Your Majesty, seek justice for Mr. Zhao."
As soon as these words came out, people all knelt down and begged in unison: "Please, Your Majesty, seek justice for Mr. Zhao."
Lin Juze became even more panicked when he saw this situation, and asked Lin Zhehua for help with anxious eyes.
Lin Zhehua was even more panicked. The prince himself had a bad impression of him. He originally wanted to do more good deeds and donate some food to win the prince's favor, but he didn't expect that everything was ruined by this treacherous son who failed to achieve anything but failed.
Lu Bochu said seriously: "The people are watching, and they have all given testimonies. This matter concerns the people, and I will try it here to serve as a warning to others!"
Lin Zhehua panicked even more and kept admitting his mistake: "Your Majesty, I will strictly discipline the traitor and will not let him go. Please give me a chance."
Lu Bochu was majestic, but Lin Zhehua's pleas obviously had no effect on him. He said seriously: "Our country's laws stipulate that molesting a woman from two families can be punished with a stick or a physical punishment. Lin Juze had evil intentions towards Mrs. An and refused to listen to her advice." Instead, he refused to repent, openly teased me in public, and had his tongue cut out!"
"In addition, Lin Juze blatantly destroyed the public good porridge. The circumstances were egregious and the impact was far-reaching. He will be sentenced to thirty canes."
Upon hearing this punishment, everyone clapped their hands and shouted, "Your Majesty is wise."
Lin Zhehua's eyes widened as a bolt from the blue and he couldn't believe that the wise king had punished his son so severely!
Lin Juze was so frightened that he lost his soul. He felt as if he had been sucked out of his body in an instant. When he realized what he was doing, he cried and kowtowed for mercy: "Your Majesty, have mercy on me, Your Majesty, have mercy on me..."
Lin Juze knocked his head loudly and begged for mercy. Lin Zhehua's head was almost broken like him.
Lu Bochu's unselfishness is the final word!
An Qi'en did not expect Lin Juze's fate to be so miserable. She thought that Lin Juze would at most be locked up and compensated with some food.
Unexpectedly, Lin Juze was not only beaten with a cane, but also lost his tongue!
She always thought Lu Bochu was gentle and polite, but she didn't expect him to be so decisive in handling the matter.
When Lu Bo first looked at her, his eyes were naturally soft: "Ms. An has been busy all morning. Go back and rest early."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
She lowered her eyebrows and bowed respectfully.
Lu Bochu turned around and left after handling the matter.
Zhao Yan was still frightened, thinking that the prince would punish him continuously for this matter. He glanced at An Qi'en and said, "I have caused trouble for Mrs. An. Zhao can't bear it."
"Master Zhao, please don't say such things. Instead, I want to thank you for your help."
The two looked at each other and smiled at each other.
...........
Lin Juze was tortured. He lost his tongue and his buttocks were spread open. Mrs. Zhu cried because her heart was broken.
Lin Juze screamed and screamed, and Lin Zhehua was so angry that he wanted to beat this traitor to death with a stick. If it weren't for this traitor, he wouldn't be embarrassed in front of the prince!
Mrs. Zhu's love for her son stopped Lin Zhehua: "Master, calm down, we only have one son, we can't lose him anymore..."
When Lin Zhehua heard this, he put down his stick and was so angry that he slapped himself in the face!
If it weren't for the fact that Lin Juze was the only son of the Lin family, he really wouldn't want this rebellious son.
Lin Zhehua did not only give birth to one son, Lin Juze. He originally had three sons. Unexpectedly, one son died of illness when he was three years old, and another died in a brothel. Lin Juze, who had accomplished nothing, was the only one left.
Although Lin Juze has accomplished nothing and is not good at anything, he is still the leader, and the Lin family relies on him to flourish.
Lin Yanyun unceremoniously scolded her good-for-nothing brother. Her behavior in the past two days seemed to be reasonable. She thought that she could save a little image with the wise king, but she didn't expect that her stupid brother would do it again. Got this!
After the family cried and howled for a while, Lin Zhehua regained his senses and ordered Lin Yanyun: "Tomorrow, at dawn, you will make meat porridge yourself. The prince will pass by in the morning. This is a good opportunity for you to show off."
Lin Yanyun looked embarrassed. How could she cook porridge? How could she, who was born a rich lady, do what servants do?
"Dad, I can't do it. Can't I just stand there?"
"No, the prince hates people who put on airs. He must be realistic. What's so rare about porridge? Ask the kitchen mother to come over and teach you. An Qien makes lean meat porridge. You can't be shorter than her. Kill the head in the cowshed in the mansion. Cow, let’s make beef porridge and give it to the poor tomorrow.”
Mrs. Zhu held the handkerchief and wiped away her tears and echoed: "Your father is right, you have to let the prince see how good you are. Porridge is easy to cook. You can learn from your mother. Maybe the prince will drink the porridge you cook tomorrow." ."
Lin Yanyun was very happy when she heard this. She had already imagined how Lu Bochu enjoyed praising her after drinking her porridge.
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The Lin Mansion set up a porridge shed, and Lin Yanyun came over to work at dawn. She wore an apron around her waist and looked stylish. She learned from the kitchen mother all afternoon yesterday. Now she is confident that she can cook extremely good food. Beef porridge.
The servants are responsible for chopping meat and washing rice, while she is only responsible for adding seasonings to the pot.
After dawn, there was a long queue in front of Lin Mansion's porridge shed. It is rare to be able to eat Lin Mansion's good porridge these days, and it is beef porridge!
Everyone was eagerly waiting for the good food, and everyone was looking forward to it, but after waiting for a long time, the porridge was cooked, and the people in the Lin family refused to make porridge for everyone.
Everyone was getting a little impatient after waiting, and they all started talking about what Lin Mansion meant. Lin Yanyun explained: "It's too hot. Let's cool it down. Don't worry, everyone has it."
At this time, Xi'er ran back panting, covering her mouth with her hand and leaned into Lin Yanyun's ear and said, "The prince is here."
Lin Yanyun immediately smiled and said loudly: "Come on, please line up, now let's start making porridge."
She personally served people porridge, one after another. Lu Bochu was passing by and accidentally saw Lin Yanyun handing out beef porridge to everyone, so he took a second look here.
People who suddenly drank porridge spat out the porridge and twisted their facial features together and asked, "How do you eat this?"
Everyone who got the porridge took a sip of the porridge, but they all couldn't swallow it and vomited it out. Lu Bochu saw something was wrong and came over to learn more.
Lin Yanyun panicked when she saw Lu Bochu coming over. She took some porridge and took a bite: "Ah!"
She vomited it out reflexively. It was salty, fishy and smelled of ingredients, making it really hard to swallow.
People who have eaten the porridge complained: "It's so salty that I can't even swallow it."
"That's right, you might as well drink plain porridge, and waste such expensive beef in vain."
"It's so salty that people can't eat it."
"Ms. Lin, we appreciate your kindness, but the porridge you cooked by yourself is really not for humans to drink..."
Lin Yanyun was said to be ashamed and blushing.
