But after hearing this news, you really have to go in quickly. The second child is now a boy of fifteen or sixteen, not the old boy. After being crowned king, he also needs face. Now he is wailing and screaming in the harem without any care. It can be seen that
It really hurts.
The guards on duty also had bitter looks on their faces. The hardest thing was for them. If they had a choice, they would rather take the beating for King Jin than be caught between the emperor and the prince.
Letting the Crown Prince in would be tantamount to disobeying the emperor's order. Not letting him go would be offending the Crown Prince. How could things be better in the future? It was really a dilemma.
In the end, if the prince was forced to break in, they would definitely not dare to stop him in that situation. Injuring the prince would definitely be a death penalty, and both parties would be unhappy in the end...
Zhu Biao didn't get angry at the guards. How could he be guilty of being loyal to his duties when ordered? If he couldn't understand this, how narrow-minded he must be.
"You deserve to be praised for being loyal to your duties, but you also need to make trade-offs and flexibility. How wise is the Holy Spirit? How could he not have expected that you could not stop me? It was just a delay for a while. Otherwise, I would have just ordered you to capture this report.
Wouldn’t it be more convenient for me to have a little eunuch?”
When the guards saw His Highness the Crown Prince deigning to condescend and reason with them calmly, they felt warm in their hearts. They suddenly felt the urge to make way for His Highness. The worst they could do was to be punished afterwards and not be able to get out of bed for ten days and a half.
The commander waved his hand to ask the guards to get out of the way, and then he cupped his hands towards Zhu Biao and said: "I don't dare to speculate on the Holy Will of Gao Yuan. I only know how to act according to orders. Please give me your guidance."
Zhu Biao did not answer, but just winked at Liu Jin. Liu Jin immediately rushed towards the commander. The other palace maids and eunuchs were stunned for a moment, and then they also rushed forward with their claws and teeth bared, burying the rest of the guards.
How could a group of little eunuchs and maids be as powerful as the imperial guards who were selected from thousands of people? It was just the guards who cooperated, otherwise they could have been easily stopped even if they didn't fight back and formed a human wall holding hands.
This scene is also interesting. There are piles of people stacked up. At the bottom are the guards lying down with their faces covered, above them are the little eunuchs, and at the top are the little palace maids who are constantly scolding them. They are all in high spirits and seem to have done something.
As if something great had happened, a dazzling light bloomed on his young face.
Zhu Biao looked in a daze, but the eunuch kneeling at his feet was extremely anxious. He didn't care how dazzling the palace maids were now, he was only thinking about his master.
"His Royal Highness, let's go in quickly. His Highness Prince Jin is silent. My heart is almost beating out of my chest. Is nothing going to happen?"
Only then did Zhu Biao come back to his senses, remembering that he had a younger brother, and hurriedly ran inside: "Well done, each of you will be rewarded when you return to the palace!"
There was another burst of cheers, and the faces of the guards below became even redder. No matter what, if the news about being captured by a group of young eunuchs and maids was spread, they would definitely be ridiculed by their colleagues.
"You bastard! You are worse than a pig or a dog. We must beat you to death today to avoid embarrassing you later!"
Snap! Snap!
Finally approaching the place, Zhu Biao's heart skipped a beat. Zhu Ping's voice just now disappeared. He thought it was Lao Zhu who had almost stopped beating, but now there is so much movement, so why is there no movement?
He couldn't really be beaten to death, right? Damn it!
Zhu Biao cursed secretly and ran over at a sprint speed of 100 meters. The young eunuchs behind him were all pulled down. Finally, after passing a corridor, he saw the wooden stick held high by Zhu Yuanzhang and the dazzling blood stains on the ground...
"Father, stop fighting!"
Lao Zhu heard the sound coming from his ears, and the wooden stick in his hand fell hard, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to hit him any longer. The stick shook a layer of blood, and the one who was hit also trembled a few times, but also stopped.
I don’t know whether I woke up after being beaten alive or when I heard the savior’s voice.
"Sir, please stop fighting, Your Majesty, please stop fighting. I beg you, slaves and maids. His Royal Highness, King Jin, has fainted. His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, has also arrived. Please stop. If you want to hit, just hit the slaves. If you continue to fight, something will happen."
Already."
Dozens of eunuchs and maidens knelt beside the two of them, all of whom had bluish foreheads. It was obvious that they had been begging Lao Zhu to calm down for a long time...
Zhu Biao rushed up and hugged his father's waist, breathing heavily. The road to the harem was twisting and turning. He ran at a sprinting speed. He just made a big turn and threw himself directly into the pond. If he hadn't hugged him,
His own father had to lie down on the ground.
"Don't...don't...hit me, father...the emperor, if you have something to say, second...second brother, what's wrong with me, my son...my son, please discipline me..."
Zhu Biao felt that his throat was sweet and smelled of rust. Fortunately, his body was stronger in this life than in the previous life. He was not in a sub-healthy state. Otherwise, he would have fallen down after running half way. He was swaying from the East Palace to here, and he was still wearing the same clothes.
Clothes that restrict one's hands and feet are really not something ordinary people can endure.
Being pounced by Zhu Biao, Lao Zhu shook his body and used the wooden stick in his hand to support himself. He was sweating profusely and breathing heavily. He was exhausted from beating the stick for so long.
The people kneeling on the side wanted to help him, but they didn't dare. They could only watch helplessly. Zhu Ping, who was lying on the ground, also regained his consciousness. He turned his head slightly and saw his elder brother's figure. He opened his mouth and started to cry weakly.
: "Brother, help me, my father is going to beat me to death, wuwuwu..."
Zhu Biao wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead on his father's back, and then released his hands around Lao Zhu's waist. The blood under Zhu Ping's body was pooled, and it looked scary.
Zhu Biao lay down in front of Zhu Xi and muttered: "No...it's okay. Brother is here. How do you feel? Do you still feel your butt?"
Zhu Xiang's face turned pale and he sobbed: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, brother, my butt hurts so much, wuwu~"
Zhu Yuanzhang held the stick with both hands and rested his chin on his hands. He looked at the sweat beads on his eldest son's neck and his obviously heavy breath with relief and satisfaction in his eyes.
Zhu Xiang's pants at the buttocks were stained red with blood, which showed that the beating was really unclear. Zhu Biao reached out and touched his waist and buttocks. When Zhu Xiang was touched, he started to wail and sob.
Zhu Biao breathed a sigh of relief and muttered: "It's okay if you still know it hurts. My waist is not broken and my bones are not injured."
Then he sat down on the ground. No bones were injured, just flesh wounds. Although the second child always had some small thoughts, he was the one who grew up watching him. Even Zhu Di could tolerate him in his two lifetimes.
Don't call Zhu Xi a dull man.
Zhu Yuanzhang on the side said angrily: "Biao'er, get out of the way, we have to beat this bitch to death today!"
After saying that, the stick with its head stained red by blood was raised high again. Only then did Zhu Biao see that it turned out that there were several wooden thorns on the head of the stick. The blood that flowed so much was because the flesh was scratched, not because of being beaten.
from.
After all, Lao Zhu still loved his son. Zhu Biao was really relieved now. He had felt something was wrong just now. According to his father's character, even if Zhu Ping made a mistake, he would not have dealt with such a heavy hand. It turned out that he still raised his hand.
The high and low light…
But now that he's here, he can't watch Zhu Xi being beaten anymore. Although it's nothing serious, the pain is really painful. The skinned buttocks make him shiver even if he touches them, let alone the hard, rough wood with thorns.
The stick fell again.
Zhu Biao hugged his father's legs: "Father, we can't hit him anymore. You've taught me a lesson. The second son must know that he was wrong. If the subordinates in the future teach him a lesson, he will definitely change his mind and start a new life."
"Get out of the way, if preaching is useful, how can this kid still be so stupid? We have to teach him a lifelong lesson today!"
At this time, Empress Ma and a group of concubines also hurried over. The scene that everyone saw was that the emperor held up the bloody stick with a ferocious expression. The King of Jin was lying on the ground bleeding and weak and wailing. The prince hugged the emperor tightly.
The legs begged.
This stimulation was not something that ordinary pampered women could bear. After moaning a few times, several concubines lay down on their backs in an instant. Among them, Li Shi, the mother-in-law of King Zhu Chong of Jin, also leaned over with her arms covered with her broad mind, but
Thinking of my beloved son, I persisted in not fainting.
"Empress, please save Prince Jin quickly, why has everything ended up like this?"
"That's right. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't even stop him. This shows that His Majesty is really angry. He doesn't know what big mistake His Highness King Jin has made."
"Prince Jin has always been bold..."
The more daring concubines also turned pale, but relied on instinct and started whispering, but no one dared to step forward. Only Queen Ma walked forward with a steady expression, and her mother-in-law also hurriedly walked forward.
Followed.
Zhu Biao also saw his mother coming. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he felt his chest being pushed by Lao Zhu's knee. As soon as his mind moved, Zhu Biao turned around and pounced on Zhu Ming. In an instant, he felt a stick fall on him.
onto his back.
A duller sound sounded, and the whole world seemed to be quiet. The noisy and noisy sounds just now stopped for an instant. Everyone's eyes were about to bulge, as if they were hung up like fish on the beach, with their mouths open but unable to breathe.
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The first ones to react were the concubines in the distance. Two more who were not strong-willed enough fainted. Fortunately, the maid behind them didn't catch them. In fact, everyone was in a stunned state.
It was nothing special for Prince Jin to be beaten. Although it looked a bit more brutal this time, it was just like that in everyone's mind. Anyway, the older princes were all strong-skinned and had been beaten by the Holy Emperor since they were young.
But His Highness the Crown Prince is different. He is really the King's pet peeve. Even those who entered the palace late will know that the Prince has been loved by all since he was a child. The King has never even scolded him loudly, let alone beating him.
At this time, the surrounding eunuchs and maidens no longer knelt down to beg, and stood up one after another to block the two people on the ground, separating the emperor from the two highnesses. If they were to hit the stick, they would only fall on them.
They all knew in their hearts that if they dared to stop the King of Jin when he was being beaten, it would be a capital offense. But if the Crown Prince was beaten, if they dared not to stop them, not to mention whether His Highness the Crown Prince would punish them, the Holy Spirit would be punished once he recovered from his anger.
Punishing them for not knowing how to protect the prince would be a crime of death.