Curiosity will kill the cat, and it will also kill the household minister who wonders about the secrets of the palace.
Although Chu Qing was confused, he did not dare to inquire casually.
If you don't inquire about social affairs, you will easily be unlucky.
If you don't inquire about things in the palace, you will easily get killed.
Returning to the Yangyi Hall, Chu Qing heard a violent cough before opening the door, which came from the prince.
After entering the house, Chu Qing sighed slightly.
Prince Chang Yu was indeed a sick man. He was coughing violently and his face was red.
There was also an old man standing in the room, who seemed to be the imperial doctor. Next to him stood the second prince Changxian, with a look of concern on his face.
Although his character was not good, he was still a child after all. Chu Qing looked at the painful look on the prince's face and subconsciously... took a few steps back, fearing that this damn child might have another infectious disease.
The old man felt the prince's pulse and said softly: "Your Highness is fine. Drinking more boiling water will relieve the pain."
Chu Qing secretly gave a thumbs up.
As soon as I heard this, I knew, experts, that in future generations, this imperial doctor would definitely be a miracle doctor, one who could be on TV, and it had to be a midnight show.
The prince waved his hand, scolded the quack doctor, and the old man drove him away.
Seeing Chu Qing coming, the prince squinted his eyes and said, "I feel uncomfortable being alone. Let me tell you a story."
Chu Qing's face was expressionless: "I'm here to teach."
Chang Lao Er saluted: "It's not class time yet, please tell Mr. Chu a story. Brother Huang can't stand it. Whenever he gets angry, he gets chest tightness and pain. I'd like to help Mr. Chu."
Chu Qing was slightly moved, look at Chang Lao Er, what a good boy he is.
I'm too lazy to be a prince, but I still have to give the second son's face.
"Okay, let's talk a little bit."
After thinking about it, Chu Qing felt that the whole story should be more exciting.
I talked about Journey to the West before, but the second prince didn't seem to be interested at all. Today I have to work hard, which is the kind of story that is particularly attractive when you hear it.
"Yes."
Chu Qing's eyes lit up.
I don’t know about other stories, but in the “previous life”, various marketing accounts and app advertisements were so eye-catching that just a few words made people want to pay to watch them.
Clearing his throat, Chu Qing smiled and opened his mouth: "When my grandfather was dying, he told the young boy that after his death, he would be buried naked in a coffin. This would prevent the village from genocide ten years later. Sure enough, grandpa
Ten years after he was buried, floods washed over the mountain."
Chang Xian didn't listen at all, but Prince Chang Yu was quite interested: "What happens next."
Chu Qing was stunned.
He only remembered the promotional slogans of these novels, but as for the content...he didn't even click to read them.
"I'm asking you a question. Why don't you answer it? After the flood washed over the mountain."
"Uh..." Chu Qing began to make up random things: "When the young boy was burying his grandfather, he thought that it would be unscrupulous for the old man to be buried without any clothes on, so he put a pair of flowery pants on his grandfather."
"What happens next?"
"Then... ten years later, the floods came. Well... right, when the flood was about to submerge the village, a giant dragon suddenly emerged from the cemetery... uh, a giant dragon wearing big flower pants."
Chang Yu said in a bad tone: "This story is a mess. Don't talk about dragons. Let's try another one."
Chu Qing looked scared, then he remembered that dragons were taboo.
"Change another one." Chu Qing racked his brains for thought, and then snapped his fingers: "Yes, the God of War who guards the border suddenly returned to Beijing and found that his married wife had been sold into a brothel. In anger, he summoned
How about one hundred thousand border officers and soldiers? Isn’t this exciting enough?”
Chang Yu was happy: "This is good. I like to hear this. What happens next?"
"after…"
Chu Qing was dumbfounded again. He just read an advertisement for such a silly novel. As for the content, he didn't even click on it.
"I asked you why you were so silent again. What happened next? I haven't told you yet. What happened after I summoned a hundred thousand border officers?"
"Well...the God of War was so angry that he summoned one hundred thousand border officers to gather at the brothel, and then...yes, he asked the one hundred thousand border officers to help his wife with her performance."
Chang Yu didn't understand what rushing for performance meant, and shook his head: "This one is not good either. Let's try another one."
Chu Qing asked tentatively: "The eldest lady of the Tao family has been in seclusion for six years. After she came out, she shocked the duck world. How can she find a man to feel comfortable?"
Chang Yu became interested: "Which Tao family?"
Chu Qing was about to speak, but after thinking about it, he had better forget it. The old man Tao Yao was also a teacher in the palace. He would not let this old man know what he said.
The bell rang just in time. Chu Qing hurriedly said: "Lecture, lecture, teach arithmetic."
Chang Yu snorted angrily, feeling lonely for a long time.
Looking at Chu Qing, the prince didn't like it. He smiled and started to let his brother read "Shang Shu" again, deliberately antagonizing Chu Qing.
Seeing that Chu Qing was unable to teach, the prince was very proud and looked at Chu Qing with a smile, looking childish and angry at you.
Not only was Chu Qing not angry, but he had a slight change in his view of the prince.
He originally thought that this boy would play off the prince's prestige, or ask the emperor to arrange him, but this boy was just trying to trick his brother. He obviously had the nature of a child, and he hated him, but he was not so hateful that he would gnash his teeth.
The afternoon passed like this, and Chu Qing was not in a hurry. At Youshi, he gave gifts to the two children, left the Yangyi Hall and went out of the palace.
After Chu Qing left, the thirsty second child sighed: "Brother, Mr. Chu is the father of the emperor..."
Before he finished speaking, Chang Yu suddenly coughed again. This time, he coughed up blood.
Changxian was so anxious that he shouted for someone to come.
The imperial guards outside the house rushed in, and the imperial doctor was waiting outside, checking his pulse and administering decoctions. The prince was tortured to death, and it took half a stick of incense before he got better.
"Brother Imperial, let me help you go back to the East Palace to rest."
Just as the second child was about to help him, Chang Yu pushed him away: "Get out of here, I don't need your help."
"Brother Royal..."
Changxian's face was filled with pain, and he immediately glanced at the guards and doctors around him.
The imperial guard and the imperial doctor seemed to have been used to it for a long time, and they immediately ran out of the house and ran far away.
Chang Yu, whose chest was rising and falling, cursed: "Why, you are still afraid of people knowing, you are still afraid of being embarrassed, you heartless guy, stop pretending here."
"Brother Emperor, I..." Changxian's eyes shed big tears: "I know my mistake, I really know my mistake. Brother Emperor, please don't get angry anymore. The more angry you are, the more your body will..."
"Ha, aren't you hoping that I will die soon? If I don't die, you must have trouble sleeping and eating, right? Stop acting in front of me. You can deceive everyone in the world, but you can't deceive me. If you mess with me again, go away.
Tell Father what kind of beast you are!"
"Brother Emperor." Changxian wiped his tears and said after hesitating for a moment: "I...I have already told the truth to my father."
"What?" Chang Yu's expression changed drastically and he blurted out, "Are you stupid? If you tell me, how will you become..."
Halfway through, Chang Yu stopped talking, snorted coldly, and then put the bamboo slip in his hand hard on Chang Xian's face: "I don't have a brother like you. I will never call me my brother in the future. Go away!"
