"You bastard, stop here."
"No."
"We order you to stop."
"Your Majesty, do you think I am a fool?"
"You, you want to piss us off, don't you?"
"I don't dare."
"Just stop for us if you don't dare."
"Your Majesty, I didn't hear clearly what you just said."
In the wide open space in front of the Wuying Hall of the Imperial Palace, two figures, an old man and a young man, were chasing each other.
Zhu Biao stood at the door of Wuying Hall, silently cheering for Yang Xuan.
Not long after, Lao Zhu was tired from running. He put his hands on his knees and looked at Yang Xuan's figure not far away, cursing.
Seeing this opportunity, Zhu Biao quickly stepped forward to help Lao Zhu.
"Father, don't be angry. I will teach Yang Xuan a lesson when I return."
If Yang Xuan was not caught, the anger in Lao Zhu's stomach would not be released in the first place.
Coupled with Zhu Biao's obviously partial words, Lao Zhu directly shifted his target to Zhu Biao.
"Okay, you still have the nerve to say it."
"Don't think we don't know what you're thinking."
"If we can't beat Yang Xuan, why can't we beat you?"
"Watch the fight."
Zhu Biao was caught off guard by Lao Zhu, and he had a thought in his heart that he didn't know whether he should say out loud.
"Father, don't fight, don't fight."
"Don't howl, just bear with it." Lao Zhu glared, held Zhu Biao with one hand, and beat him hard with the other.
Seeing this, Yang Xuan not far away was speechless at Zhu Biao's performance.
I have already helped you divert His Majesty's firepower, why do you still have to go up and deliver it... Yang Xuan complained in his heart that Zhu Biao was too cheating.
But it was obviously impossible for him to abandon Zhu Biao just like that. The two of them were now grasshoppers on a rope.
So, he gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, accelerated, and rushed towards Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao.
Before Lao Zhu could react, he snatched Zhu Biao from Lao Zhu's hand and put it on his shoulders.
He is strong enough to carry an adult without any impact.
Not far away, Lao Zhu stared blankly at the place where Zhu Biao stood becoming empty, and was stunned for a long time.
Where is my older son?
At this moment, Zhu Biao felt the whistling wind in his ears, and he was completely confused.
"Your Highness, tell me, why are you running around His Majesty?"
"Originally, you just need to stay well. If Your Majesty makes me angry, it won't be your problem."
"I...￥&*..." Zhu Biao opened his mouth, and the wind came in.
He could only listen to Yang Xuan talking in his ears.
At this time, Lao Zhu also came to his senses. Looking at Yang Xuan who was running wildly with Zhu Biao on his back, he shouted anxiously: "Yang Xuan, you bastard, put the prince down for us quickly."
"No, Your Majesty, if I let the prince go, you will beat him again." Yang Xuan responded while running.
"What are you talking about?" Lao Zhu immediately retorted.
But he was afraid that Yang Xuan would throw Zhu Biao, so he added: "Hurry up and put the prince down, we promise not to do anything."
"Really?" Yang Xuan suspected that Lao Zhu was lying to him.
"Really, we are the emperor, can we still lie to you?" Lao Zhu said.
"Okay, I'll let it go then." Yang Xuan thought for a while and felt that Lao Zhu would not break his promise, so he stopped.
Putting Zhu Biao down, Yang Xuan asked with concern: "Your Highness, are you okay?"
"No, it's okay, I just got knocked around by you." Zhu Biao waved his hand and let out a long breath.
Lao Zhu, who was not far away, saw this scene and ran over quickly.
He pulled Zhu Biao and touched him. After confirming that Zhu Biao was fine, he grabbed Yang Xuan next to him.
"Run, let's see how you run now?" Old Zhu said with a ferocious smile.
Damn it, a sneak attack, right... Yang Xuan really didn't know how to complain.
After all, he is an emperor, so why do he always carry out sneak attacks?
He could only force a smile: "Your Majesty, what are you talking about?"
"When did I run away? Aren't you always in front of His Majesty?"
"Don't do this. First you take the prince to that smoky place, and then you dare to snatch the prince from our hands."
"If we don't deal with you today, you will have to go to hell in the future!"
"Two Tigers."
"I'm here."
"Go, take this bastard down, give him thirty boards, and let him have a long memory."
"According to the order!"
Damn it, thirty years old, this is so painful... Yang Xuan's eyes were full of resistance, and he blinked at Lao Zhu, hoping that he would soften his heart.
But this worked for Zhu Biao, but it was completely useless for Lao Zhu.
He could only think of other ways, otherwise he would really be in trouble.
Soon, he thought of the Zhu Biao he had secretly drawn today.
"Your Majesty, I have a treasure to dedicate to Your Majesty."
"Are you trying to bribe us?"
"So I can spare you the trouble?" Lao Zhu looked at Yang Xuan and said.
"Don't dare."
"We see you are very brave!"
"Take it out, let's see what kind of treasure it is first, and see if it's worth sparing you." Lao Zhu said and changed his words.
He was also curious about what treasure Yang Xuan was talking about.
Yang Xuan did not dare to ask Lao Zhu whether what he said was true or false, for fear of making Lao Zhu anxious and having someone slap him directly.
Then I saw him carefully taking out a small box from his arms, and then presented it to Lao Zhu with both hands.
Lao Zhu glanced at Yang Xuan doubtfully, and then took it.
When I opened it, there was just a rolled up piece of paper inside.
"Pretend to be a ghost." Lao Zhu whispered, and then unfolded the paper.
Seeing what was written on the paper, Lao Zhu was also stunned for a moment.
"Is this a mark?" he asked Yang Xuan.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Yang Xuan replied.
"When was it painted?"
"Just today."
After hearing Yang Xuan's words, Lao Zhu looked at Zhu Biao in the painting seriously, and then looked at Zhu Biao standing next to him.
In an instant, Lao Zhu discovered that Zhu Biao in the painting gave people a relaxed feeling, but Zhu Biao standing next to him felt like he was carrying something.
Very depressing!
He seemed to understand why Yang Xuan wanted to take Zhu Biao out of the palace.
But these are all his mental activities, and his emotions are not shown on his face.
He looked at Yang Xuan again: "The painting is good. For the sake of the prince, I will save ten boards and just give twenty boards."
"Er Hu, take him down for execution!" He said to Er Hu again.
"yes."
Yang Xuan was stunned. He couldn't even defeat Lao Zhu?
It shouldn’t be!
Lao Zhu ignored Yang Xuan, who was pulled down by Erhu, and turned to look at Zhu Biao.
After careful inspection, he really discovered something that he had not noticed before.
For example, my Biao'er would frown involuntarily from time to time, as well as the fatigue hidden between his eyebrows.
This was something I hadn't noticed before.
"Biao'er, thank you for all your hard work these years!" Lao Zhu put his palm on Zhu Biao's shoulder and said seriously.
"Father, my sons and ministers don't have to work hard."
"For the sake of the country and the country of Ming Dynasty, the hardships that my sons and ministers have to endure are nothing."
"Compared to my father, my son is already very relaxed."
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