The emperor really didn't expect that he had clearly asked these two guys to reflect in the heavenly prison.
But the scene in front of him almost made him faint on the spot.
From teacups and teacups to beds and lounge chairs, it's really everything.
How come I came to jail? It was clearly because I came here for vacation!
The emperor worked hard and finally saved a few money.
As a result, the two bastards in front of him ate him more than ten cents in half a month.
I saved up my feelings for myself, so I was so stupid for these two guys?
Old Li was so angry that he scolded Dai Zhou hard just now, and the anger he had finally dissipated.
At this moment, he rubbed his head again.
"You guys come out, today I have to kill one or two of you!" The emperor couldn't help but kick it on the wooden railing.
The emperor kicked the cell and trembled.
The warden had already seen that the situation was not good and sneaked away.
None of the few here could be offended by him.
"Your Majesty, you are really... here!" Wei Zheng turned around and saw the emperor twitching while covering his legs.
He was talking loudly to Zhao Chen just now, but his face suddenly collapsed.
"Come out!" Li Shimin's legs hurt.
The kick just now hit the pillar, and he also knocked his leg on it.
Now his face is distorted.
But the emperor was the emperor after all, so they could not notice that their faces were twitching in pain.
Otherwise, will you still want the face of the emperor?
The door of the cell is not locked, which is also to facilitate the two of them to move.
The emperor also knew it, but he had to let the two of them come out.
You can't go in as the emperor yourself.
How much decline is this?
"Old Li, does it hurt?" Zhao Chen looked at the emperor with the pillar in the cell, with a strange look on his face.
Old Li felt his legs hurt even more
"Come on, get closer, I will tell you if it hurts!" The emperor squeezed out a smile on his face and signaled Zhao Chen to get closer to him.
I was so angry that I could even chew off a piece of Zhao Chen's meat.
"What are you doing when you get so close?" Zhao Chen smiled, but his face slowly leaned over.
"Bang--" Old Li's head punched the pillar of the cell hard.
"Aowu--" The emperor's cry of pain spread far away.
The warden standing at the door almost knelt down when he heard the emperor's cry of pain.
I quickly took out the paper and pen in my hand, and the suicide note was already written!
...
"Your Majesty, are you okay?" In the cell, Wei Zheng looked at the emperor's right hand wrapped in gauze with concern.
There were traces of blood on it.
It can be seen how hard the emperor punched the pillar just now.
If this hit Zhao Chen's face...
"I'm very good, I can't die!" The emperor glanced at Zhao Chen who was kicked to the ground by himself and said viciously.
Zhao Chen sat on the straw mat with his back facing the emperor, without saying a word.
Just now, Old Li didn't hit him, and punched the pillar, but now he was so angry that he was embarrassed.
He rushed into the cell and kicked his ass hard.
Zhao Chen was very unhappy and didn't want to pay attention to Lao Li.
Old Li was also very angry.
My hands were bleeding and my legs were so painful that I was thrusting. So what happened to kick you?
If you change someone, I will twist your head.
Wei Zheng was choked by the emperor and stopped talking now.
After all, I have eaten so much money from the emperor. If I didn’t say anything, what should the emperor do if the emperor kicked him?
The emperor originally wanted to wait for Wei Zheng or Zhao Chen to persuade him to come.
After all, after eating more than ten points of my life in half a month, what if I say a few good things to me?
Who knows that the two bastards are all pretending to be fine now?
"You guys are very good to eat here. After half a month, I have eaten for more than ten cents."
"My monthly dietary expenses are only two cents, and you are bigger than the emperor's style!"
"Tell me, how can I solve this problem?" The emperor couldn't bear it. If you eat and say good things to yourself, maybe this matter would be fine.
But one by one, I can't even bear to say a good thing.
Isn’t that treating his emperor as a fool?
"Your Majesty, you also know that my salary is controlled by the wife of my family. I really can't take out this money."
"Or, go and ask Zhao Chen, he is a rich man. If it really doesn't work, Your Majesty, you lock him up here, and I will notify his wife to redeem him with money?" Wei Zheng suddenly became shameless.
As long as it is about money, he will lose his bottom line.
He ate the most every day during meals, he ordered the dishes and the midnight snacks he ate alone.
Now when the emperor is chasing him for money, he wants to keep Zhao Chen here without thinking.
He also asked Li Ruoshuang to bring money to redeem people.
Zhao Chen can't do it for Wei Zheng at once!
He could have truly seen the shamelessness of Old Wei.
"Old Wei, you didn't say that when ordering the dishes. You said that His Majesty's private warehouse still has tens of thousands of yuan, so what's wrong with us eating better?"
"Anyway, it's because His Majesty makes unreasonable trouble and locks us up here, so we have to make him feel sore."
"You said this in person, I didn't say it nonsense!" Zhao Chen turned around and looked at Wei Zheng with a serious look on his face.
Wei Zheng's face twitched twice, and was about to make a case, when he saw an emperor's fist swing towards him.
...
The warden was writing a suicide note.
He thought about his three sons, who had already started a family and needed to build a house in the countryside, how much money would be spent.
My second son is still studying, so if he spends more money in the future, he has to leave some.
The youngest son is still in his arms, and he is busy every day and has no time to go back and take a look.
This time, it is probably a farewell forever.
Thinking of this, the warden's tears were about to flow.
Damn, my family will depend on you in the future. Who made me encounter such a thing?
The warden thought to himself, but Yu Guang saw the emperor limping out of it.
Wei Zheng, the counselor next to him, stuffed his nose with straw paper, and seemed to have been punched.
However, Zhao Chen seemed to have nothing to do.
"You..."
To be continued...