Zhao Huan was very satisfied with Han Mulu's answer and immediately looked at Zhu Chun.
"Master Han understands this truth, but this person does not."
As soon as Zhao Huan's words fell, Zhu Chun collapsed to the ground, moaning in agony.
Everyone at the scene held their breath and stared at Zhao Huan quietly.
At the same time, Changfu, who felt the murderous intention, had turned around and ran out of the courtyard. When he came back, he already had a long knife in his hand.
hiss……
Han Mulu gasped, could it be that... Zhao Huan wanted to kill Zhu Chun?!
"My lord! You should think twice!"
"Even if Zhu Chun made a huge mistake, he should be tried by Dali Temple. The prince has no right to decide the life or death of the courtiers!"
Zhao Huan ignored Han Mulu's shouting and took the long sword.
Chang Fu moved a bench and placed it in the middle of the courtyard, then dragged Zhu Chun and pressed him on the bench. As a result, Zhu Chun's head was hanging in the air and the back of his neck was completely exposed.
Realizing that Zhao Huan was really coming, Han Mulu was so shocked that his voice changed.
"This is not Genyue!"
"What do you think the courtiers are?!"
No matter how Han Mulu roared, he could not stop Zhao Huan even half a step. When Zhao Huan put the knife on the back of Zhu Chun's neck, Zhu Chun was so frightened that he lost his mind and trembled all over.
He begged hysterically: "Your Majesty! I know I was wrong, please show your respect!"
"I will never dare to be disrespectful to the prince again."
Zhao Huan's eyes did not change at all, and he was extremely indifferent: "It seems that you still haven't understood the situation."
"Prince Ding's palace has been in decline for ten years, and you have been provoking and insulting me for ten years, a total of one hundred and twenty-seven times."
"During this period, my beloved concubine hid in the inner house and how many times did she hide her face and cry?"
"If you hide in the crowd and keep your tail between your legs and be a human being, that's it."
"Since you dare to make noise in front of me, let's settle the old and new accounts together."
Zhu Chun's eyes were wide open, full of horror. He finally understood what Zhao Huan meant by "revenge of public and private revenge".
Ten years of accumulated grudges will be settled in one day!
Zhu Lian on the side felt his heart tremble suddenly, and felt that his whole body was limp and he almost staggered.
Over the years, she hid in her house and cried secretly, thinking that no one would notice, but she never thought that Zhao Huan not only knew about it, but also felt for her grievances and kept them in his heart.
Zhu Lian looked at Zhao Huan infatuatedly. The man in front of her made her long-frozen heart suddenly feel warm.
This feeling of being in a warm current, with even the pores completely opened, could this be... love?!
"Prince Ding, stop!"
"Save someone under the knife!"
"Crazy, you're crazy!"
Accompanied by the screams and screams of Han Mulu and a group of Cai officials, Zhao Huan raised his knife and dropped it, blood splashed seven or eight steps away, and Zhu Chun's head fell to the ground on the spot.
Han Mulu was shocked. The trick went too far and Zhu Chun died on the spot?!
Perhaps Zhao Huan would be involved in a lawsuit, but Cai's party members would also suffer heavy losses because they watched Zhu Chun being killed but could not stop it.
The prestige of Tsai's faction members has been greatly reduced.
Zhu Bocai was also stunned. He knew that Zhao Huan was violent, but he didn't expect that Zhao Huan would be so violent. He would kill the imperial official at the slightest disagreement.
The person who was most shocked at this moment was undoubtedly Zhu Peng!
You know, just now, Zhu Peng was provoking Zhao Huan in every possible way, but he only spared his life because he was Zhu Lian's nephew.
On the other hand, although Zhu Chun was Zhu Lian's cousin, their relationship was only so far apart that he was killed on the spot.
Oh my gosh!
Zhu Peng's knees weakened and he collapsed on the ground in fear, his heart filled with fear and joy.
Chang Fu had dumped him on so many big-eared posts before, but instead of showing any resentment, he was extremely grateful to Zhao Huan for showing mercy.
Ding dong…
Zhao Huan casually threw the long knife to the ground, and the crisp sound made everyone tremble.
"Master Han, you can go to Dali Temple to sue me."
"But remember what I said, a lawsuit is a lawsuit. If you mess around and take the opportunity to throw dirty water on me, even if you become a minister, I will tear off your head!"
Feeling the terrifying anger emanating from Zhao Huan, Han Mulu's eyes widened and he was so frightened that he did not dare to speak.
Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, no one can compare with Zhao Huan in terms of the power of the king!
This guy simply took the word "king" to its extreme.
Han Mulu glanced at Zhu Chun's body blankly, and was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly remembered something and felt his heart sink and fear arise spontaneously.
He quickly stopped his movements, faced Zhao Huan, and bowed deeply.
"Old minister, please retire."
The group of Cai clan members behind him finally realized that Prince Zhao Huan was different from all the other princes.
They didn't dare to hesitate, they all bowed their hands and saluted Zhao Huan respectfully.
"I am resigning..."
Zhao Huan's face was expressionless, and his voice did not contain any emotion, as if killing a mere Zhu Chun was no different than crushing an ant.
"Take the body and get out."
"From now on, the Dingwang Mansion and the Zhu Family will be restricted areas for you. If you want to set foot there, please remember to apply in advance. Otherwise, you will be punished for invading the door and entering the house, and assassinating the king!"
The Cai faction members headed by Han Mulu all lowered their heads and swallowed their saliva in unison. They knew very well that the era of wanton provocation to the palace was gone forever.
No matter who dares to disrespect the prince, he will definitely die.
As Han Mulu and others left, the atmosphere in the Zhu family was still extremely tense.
A descendant of the Zhu family, an official of the imperial court, was just... killed like this?!
Let alone this dynasty, throughout the entire Song Dynasty, such a shocking thing has never happened.
The housekeeper was the first to come to his senses and hurriedly said: "What...are you all so stunned for?"
“Clean up the yard quickly!”
"Go to the restaurant to prepare a banquet to celebrate the return of Her Royal Highness the Princess."
"Who is that? If you are in a daze again, be careful I will kick you. The prince has been here for so long and he doesn't even know how to serve you tea. What do you do for food?"
"Quickly invite the princess and Miss Zheng to the inner chamber. There are many people in the front hall, so don't rush into the two royal nobles."
"Quick, quick, everyone, move!"
Under the call of the housekeeper, the Zhu family members who were frozen in the front hall began to get busy. Everyone's eyes when they looked at Zhao Huan had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Zhao Huan was not polite and sat down next to Zhu Bocai.
"Father-in-law, are you still satisfied?"
Zhu Bocai's heart was already in a state of turmoil, but he pretended to be calm: "If the prince kills my people, I'm afraid he will not be tolerated by the Zhu family."
Zhao Huan shrugged his shoulders and said disapprovingly: "Then kill a few more until the Zhu family can accommodate me."
These words almost choked Zhu Bocai to death.
"Ahem..."
"How to deal with it at Dali Temple?"
Zhao Huan didn't take Dali Temple to heart at all: "It's just a joint trial between three halls. It's nothing to worry about."