"enough!"

Chu You really couldn't listen anymore and interrupted Fang Huairui with a voice as cold as ice.

He is a martial arts practitioner and has his own sense of discretion. He knows in his heart whether a stab with a dagger will kill him. The British man is clearly messing around.

Fang Huairui put down his right arm that was wiping away tears, maintained his kneeling posture, and shouted regardless: "His Royal Highness King Kang is just a prince, but he wants to kill the founding minister and kill the donkey!!"

He spoke louder and louder every word, wishing that most of the people in the palace could hear it.

The veins on Chu You's forehead throbbed, and even veins appeared on his neck.

"My humble ministers and my father-in-law are loyal to the Great Jing Dynasty. They have worked hard even without merit. His Highness Prince Kang's move really chills my heart!"

Rogue! These four words could not help but appear in Chu You's mind, and he walked away with a heavy sigh.

He didn't go back to Dongnuan Pavilion, but strode directly past Fang Huairui. He heard Fang Huairui's wailing voice from behind: "I beg the emperor to make the decision for me and my ministers."

Chu You walked faster and held his head high.

He didn't believe that the emperor could do anything to him?!

Fang Huairui knelt for a whole day and night without eating or drinking until the early morning of the next day when he finally fainted from exhaustion.

King Kang stabbed the British prince's son, causing the death of the British prince to be unknown. The British prince was such a legitimate son, and he burst into tears. He would rather fight for the title than to ask the emperor to severely punish the murderer.

After hearing the news, the censors finally couldn't hold it any longer.

They swarmed to Dongnuan Pavilion and presented eloquent notes to the emperor, impeaching King Kang Chuyou for hurting others, and asked the emperor to restore the orthodox royal family style. They also said: "King Kang has made mistakes and he must take responsibility for it. Otherwise, how can he Don’t let the world think that the emperor condones the clan’s murders!”

The emperor looked at the book without comment, and just asked the eunuch, King Xuankang, to pay an audience.

The aristocratic families who supported King Kang exchanged glances and decided to suppress the arrogance of these censors to prevent these poor scholars from poor families from being presumptuous in front of their aristocratic families.

Therefore, Wang Kangyin, the Secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs, retorted: "Li Yushi, King Kang has always been cautious in his words and deeds. The late emperor also praised him for his broad mind. There must be a reason for his taking action."

"How can you listen to the British public?"

What he meant implicitly was that Fang Mingfeng had behaved inappropriately.

To go deeper, it means that if the censors still have objections, they are questioning the late emperor.

The late emperor died less than a year ago, and even the emperor had to abide by the etiquette system and not change his father's will for three years.

The censors were at a loss for words by Wang Kangyin's few words. Even the emperor seemed a little embarrassed and repeatedly stroked his beard.

After a while, the emperor cleared his throat with a dry cough and said: "Prince Kang and the British prince are both young at heart, and they are young and energetic, so they got into a quarrel and pushed each other a few times."

The stern-faced Duke Wei on the side saw that those aristocratic families were determined to drag Fang Mingfeng into trouble, and the emperor still wanted to be a peacemaker, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he felt unhappy.

This is not possible!

Duke Wei snorted coldly and said unhappily: "You dare to hurt someone with a knife in broad daylight. How can the word 'push' be ignored!"

As soon as Duke Wei expressed his stance, the nobles who had come to join in the fun were in awe.

After the founding of the Da Jing Dynasty, Emperor Taizu granted great titles to meritorious officials, including four princes and twenty-eight marquises.

According to the laws of Da Jing, the titles of nobles are reduced by one level after three generations. Only the titles of the four princes are hereditary and will never be demoted. They are above other nobles. All the nobles secretly look up to the "four princes".

Duke Wei continued angrily: "Fang Mingfeng is the only legitimate son of the British Duke. If there is an eventuality and the bastard is not allowed to seize the title, wouldn't there be no one to inherit the British Duke's house!!"

In daily life, although the four gentlemen occasionally have disputes and are not convinced by each other, they will support each other in the face of common interests.

After hearing that the British Duke had fainted, Duke Wei went to see him specifically to comfort him. As a result, the British Duke burst into tears and held his hand and complained, saying that King Kang was close to his family but far away.

Gui, if you don't take them nobles seriously, you dare to stab his son for no reason today. If you really let him ascend to that position in the future, you might even cut off their titles to make room for those aristocratic families...

The more Duke Wei thought about it, the more he felt that his lips were numb and his teeth were cold. He was frightened and his voice became louder and louder: "Kang Kang has ulterior motives!"

His words made all the nobles present suddenly realize and nodded in agreement. It turned out that this was what King Kang had planned, and he really had ulterior motives!

The emperor pondered, twirled his beard, and asked slowly: "What does Duke Wei mean?" He showed the demeanor of a benevolent monarch.

Duke Wei naturally felt that King Kang deserved punishment, but how to punish him was also a difficult problem.

Chu Yi, who was sitting at the bottom, asked calmly: "The sentence depends on the severity. I wonder how injured the British prince is?"

"..." Duke Wei was stunned.

How did he know how badly Fang Mingfeng was injured? He only listened to the British father crying that his son had been stabbed by someone, bleeding profusely, and his life or death was unknown.

However, the eldest prince's words reminded him that sentencing has serious consequences.

Wei Guogong's eyes lit up and he had an idea. He said sternly: "The great ancestor has said that if the clan violates the law, the crime will be increased. Since King Kang stabbed Fang Shizi once, let Fang Shizi stab him back twice. Quan should think it is a lie.

draw."

The other nobles looked at each other, all in high spirits, and felt that Duke Wei's idea was absolutely brilliant.

They couldn't wait and hurriedly seconded the proposal, with a somewhat united attitude.

The officials headed by Wang Kangyin were all dumbfounded. They suddenly felt that the situation was not good. They did not bother to mention how the late emperor praised King Kang and said directly:

"Your Majesty, you must not do this. If you really follow what Duke Wei said, if these two swords are carried out, I am afraid that King Kang's safety will be unpredictable, so the punishment will be too harsh..."

The British Crown Prince is probably hating King Kang now. If Fang Mingfeng stabs King Kang twice, King Kang may not be able to save his life!

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a middle-aged man with a rough voice: "It's just two knives, and I didn't say that I wanted to cut out his flesh!"

"That's right."

"Taizu also said, 'No one can survive in the world without being stabbed.' Since you have the strength to stab someone, you must be prepared to be stabbed!"

"..."

Honorable ladies, you said something and I said it, each one speaking louder than the other, looking like a rogue.

It had just been fifty years since the founding of the Da Jing Dynasty, and most of the titles of these nobles had only been passed down to two or three generations. They were often secretly ridiculed by the nobles and nobles, saying that the mud on their legs had not been washed away.

However, when these people stand on the front line, their power is amazing. Anyone who says a good word to King Kang will be scolded bloody by them.

No one can convince the other, and sparks are flying in the air.

During the commotion, Chu Yi sighed lowly: "The two swords are too heavy, and it is not good to use blood to fight blood."

His clear and peaceful voice was like a clear spring pouring down.

The officials from the aristocratic families felt as if they had found a treasure when they heard this, and they echoed with joy on their faces: "Yes, yes, your highness, the eldest prince, is right."

Chu Yi gracefully put down the blue and white porcelain tea cup in his hand, looked at Wei Guogong and others, and said: "But the evidence of the seventh emperor's uncle's crime of hurting others is conclusive. If he is not investigated, it will also violate the Taizu's teachings."

"Yes, yes, yes!" the nobles responded in succession.

Chu Yi gently tapped the knuckles of his right hand twice on the coffee table, turned his warm eyes to the emperor above him, and said warmly: "Then let's demote him."

After the words fell, there was silence in Dongnuan Pavilion.

Before anyone else could react, the emperor raised his hand and clapped his hands on the table, and responded in a chorus: "Okay. Let's demote him to the rank of county king."

Duke Wei was startled at first, and then thought: Yes, two stabs will only hurt for a while. King Kang may have healed the scar and forgotten the pain, so he would not be as satisfied as being demoted.

Wonderful! What a wonderful punishment!

This would also prevent King Kang from having an idea of ​​their title and make him suffer first.

"Your Majesty is wise!" Duke Wei was the first to shout, beaming with joy.

Duke Wei responded, and the other nobles were not dissatisfied. They all shouted "Your Majesty is wise" with loud and thunderous voices.

Some people were happy, while others looked stiff and looked at the door curtain at the back that was embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon.

King Kang Chuyou, who had been summoned by the emperor, stood in front of the door curtain at some point, his face as sinking as water, and his whole body exuded a cold and stern aura.

Before King Kang could speak, Wang Kangyin, the Minister of Rites, took the lead and responded: "If you make a mistake, you should be punished. Your Majesty is wise."

Wang Kangyin is not stupid, and he can see that the emperor is determined to confer the title of Prince Kang this time.

Today, these nobles are here to disturb the situation. If the knight should not be demoted and he chooses one of the two, the emperor may go along with the situation and let the British prince stab King Kang twice.

The current situation is only because King Kang was too impulsive and insisted on offending the nobles.

Wang Kangyin gently pinched the cuff of his sleeve and nodded to Chu You subtly, signaling him to bow his head to the emperor.

"Brother Seventh Emperor," the emperor looked through the crowd and looked at Chu You behind him, and asked calmly, "Do you have any objection to my decision?"

"..." Chu You's ears were ringing, and his narrow eyes were filled with overwhelming anger.

At this moment, he wanted to leave in anger, but there was still a trace of reason telling him that he could not leave.

If he just throws up his sleeves and leaves today, he will offend all nobles.

And now he can't afford to offend!

Chu You tightened his fists tightly, his tall body straightened like a spear, and he was fighting fiercely in his heart.

His mood was extremely complicated, and there was a strong fishy sweetness in his mouth. It felt like there was an invisible pushing hand pushing him step by step to this dilemma!

He said to himself, in ancient times there were Gou Jian and Han Xin. Those who achieved great things could only endure temporary humiliation.

Even Emperor Taizu was once despised when he was young, and he made a bold statement: "Don't bully young people into poverty."

…

For a long time, Chu You didn't move and stood motionless.

Silence spread, and the atmosphere became increasingly oppressive.

I don't know how long it took before he said in a difficult voice: "My brother has received the order."

He lowered his head, hiding the deep anger in his eyes, and suppressed the anger in his heart.

With the fall of these four words, everything settled.

Chu You stepped out of the Dongnuan Pavilion with a dark face, exuding an aura that told no strangers to enter, and with a lump of air in his chest, he continued walking towards the outside of the palace with rapid strides.

The weather in Beijing today is gloomy, the wind is strong and whining.

After leaving the palace, Chu You rode directly back to Prince Kang's Mansion, where he galloped wildly on the racecourse, running lap after lap in the cold wind...

He galloped the horse three or four times, and a boy ran over panting with all his strength, shouting:

"Your Highness, the Emperor has sent someone to issue an imperial edict."

"They, they want to demolish the gate of the palace!"

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See you tomorrow~
Chapter completed!