"Most of Ling'er's martial arts were taught personally by his father, the emperor and his mother, and he has almost mastered the basic skills since he was a child. Why do he have to go to the training ground? Ling'er is so old, he can't stay in the palace forever." Jun Yuling knew it.
After drinking too much of the ecstasy soup, it was useless, so he stopped drinking it. Instead, he fought with his father to demand his rights with real guns and swords.
This time, Jun Moxiao was indeed angry. The sound coming from the agarwood table startled not only Jun Yuling, but also Xia Zibing.
"You brat, your wings have become stiff and you want to fly? Don't think that I don't know what you have learned in school all day long. You are always at odds with the prince and come up with some puzzling ideas. You don't want to make progress. You are a dignified prince.
What's the difference between wandering around the capital all day and those playboys who don't study hard?" Jun Moxiao was furious, thinking that although Jun Yuling had been naughty since she was a child, she had never disobeyed him so openly. Seeing Jun Yuling at this moment
Being so rebellious is really scary.
"Ling'er only expressed his own opinions on the things that Taifu taught. Why can't Taifu accept it? Are the ancients not wrong? How can history progress without new ideas? Also, at least Ling'er doesn't bully women from good families.
At least Ling'er has a clear distinction between good and evil. Does dad have to compare his son with those dandy boys? Do you know what a real dandy boy looks like?"
Jun Yuling didn't know where she borrowed the courage to talk back to her father. Thinking about how many people were frightened by this father who was popular in the Three Kingdoms more than ten years ago, maybe he was really stimulated too much today. That's why he
He would be so arrogant. But now that he has said it, how can he take it back? There is a generation gap between him and his father, a huge generation gap. If he does not object, he will have no freedom at all. If he does it, he will do it, if he does it, he will do it.
At least I feel comfortable in my heart. Let’s wait and see if I want to kill or behead him.
"Ling'er, you've gone too far! Why are you talking to your father?" Xia Zibing seems to be unable to stand this kid anymore. It seems that he has indeed reached the rebellious stage. He needs to be taken care of.
"You brat, it seems that I have really neglected to discipline you." Jun Moxiao couldn't calm down. He was going to rebel. How could this kid be rebelling when he was only seventeen years old? "Someone, take this
I will drag the traitor down here. I will hold you accountable for thirty years!"
Jun Yuling was dumbfounded and suddenly raised his head to look at Jun Moxiao who was so angry at this moment. He couldn't help but regretted what he had said. I wonder if this father could not afford to offend him? But he couldn't do it if he asked him to plead for mercy at this moment.
, he did nothing wrong or did anything wrong. He is already seventeen years old and has the ability to think independently. How can he be controlled by his father again.
"No, are you really fighting?"
Seeing the two guards coming forward and pulling Jun Yuling down, Xia Zibing was anxious. What were the two father and son going to do? Even if his son knew some martial arts, even if he was able to fight with thirty boards, he was not allowed to lie down in the house for ten days.
a few days.
"Bing'er, do you think this kid will be obedient if you don't beat him?" Jun Moxiao looked at Xia Zibing with a hint of tenderness in his anger.
"No hitting!" Xia Zibing turned around, glanced at Jun Moxiao, and walked out of the imperial study, "Who dares to hit my son?"
The guards quickly stopped moving. Queen, she is a queen who even the emperor gave him three points.
"Bing'er, if this continues, this kid will have to rebel. How can we prevent him from losing his memory?" Jun Moxiao said sharply.
"Ling'er is right. Although he shouldn't disobey you, everything he said makes sense. Your son is seventeen years old, how can you be so strict with him?" Xia Zibing's voice resounded in every corner. Of course Jun Yu
Ling also heard it and felt that what his mother said was reasonable.
"Insolent! I have to teach this treacherous son a lesson today." Jun Moxiao rolled his sleeves and turned around angrily. This Bing'er was really disrespectful to him, and even helped his son. He also said that his son was reasonable in every sentence, but he didn't.
Ignore him? How can he stand in front of his own son, and where is his majesty in front of these servants?
"Oh!" Xia Zibing blinked lightly, "Do you want me to take care of your family?" His voice was not loud, but Jun Yuling heard it.
"Family law, what kind of family law?" Jun Yuling became interested, lying on the bench and not caring about the fate that followed, but discussed this huge secret with great interest, "Father also has family law?"
"He suddenly regained his balance. He just hit him, and it turned out that his father also had someone to take care of him. Haha...
Jun Moxiao couldn't bear to lose face anymore. Damn Bing'er, let's just threaten him. Let his son hear it. How can he teach this child a lesson in the future?
"Shut up!" Jun Moxiao shouted sharply. Jun Yuling immediately stopped talking. Thirty years ago already made him regret it. If he added thirty more, he might really be able to lie in his palace for half a year.
"What are you waiting for? Give me a call!"
Jun Moxiao, even if she wants to serve his family today, he has to earn his own face first.
"Jun Mo Xiao!"
Xia Zibing gave a sharp shout and pointed her finger at Jun Moxiao.
"Humph!" Jun Moxiao fluttered his sleeves and turned around, holding his hands behind his back and standing there facing her. He was determined to confront her.
Xia Zibing's fingertips trembled for a while, and she looked sympathetically at Jun Yuling who was lying on the bench, "That's it, just hit me. Let's see how long you, Jun Moxiao, can hold on!"
Jun Moxiao glanced sideways at Xia Zibing and said nothing. He just felt sorry for Jun Yuling, who turned out to be the victim of the two's anger.
"Pop!" I could only hear the sound of the board falling. However, what surprised Jun Moxiao was that there was no wailing sound in the silence. When he turned around, he saw Jun Yuling biting his hand, but did not make any sound.
A little sound.
After another blow, Jun Yuling frowned tightly and still bit her lip. But it was the second blow, and her hand was already injured before her butt was hurt. Although Xia Zibing was heartbroken, she thought about herself.
It seemed like there was no point in stopping him. She was going to see how cruel this guy could be today.
"You brat, are you sincerely angry with me?" Jun Moxiao became even more angry when he saw Jun Yuling acting like this.
Jun Yuling didn't reply and still gritted his teeth and endured.
"Hit, hit hard!" Jun Moxiao waved his sleeves angrily and turned around again. He only glanced at Xia Zibing slightly and saw that she didn't object. He felt anxious.
Originally, I had always considered that the emperor might favor the prince, so he shouldn't take it too seriously. But at this moment, the stick was much more powerful. After a few clicks of the stick, although Jun Yuling still didn't make a sound, Jun Moxiao was.
It was as if his heart had been cut. Why, why didn't Bing'er plead for mercy again? Was she deliberately trying not to let him off the stage? Every heavy blow was like a blow to Jun Moxiao.
"Enough!"
It didn't last more than a dozen times, but he couldn't listen to it anymore. This guy had a tough mouth, and it seemed like he couldn't pry it open no matter what.
"Ling'er, are you in pain?" Jun Moxiao asked with a frown.
Jun Yuling put down the hand biting her lip, already biting the deep teeth mark, "It hurts, it hurts like hell!"
"Then why is Ling'er still going against dad? Can't Ling'er be better?"
Xia Zibing hesitated and rolled her eyes inwardly. Is this a combination of soft and hard tactics? She knew that Jun Moxiao was loyal to everyone, but he was strict with his own son on the outside but actually he was very loving in his heart.
"Father, but Ling'er is already seventeen years old. Mother and Queen said that Ling'er was right." He still refused to admit defeat. It was the first time in his life that he had been beaten. He didn't want to suffer a second time.
, damn why is his father so stubborn.
"You..." Jun Moxiao suddenly felt that he had no choice.
"Um, does your Majesty still want to fight?" the old eunuch asked as he watched the two people confront each other for a long time without any movement.
Jun Moxiao turned around with his hands behind his back and looked helplessly at the sky. The fists behind his back tightened and then tightened, and then tightened again.
"Bring this boy in here!" After saying that, he turned around and walked into the imperial study.
"No need!" Jun Yuling climbed up on the bench and touched her butt, "You can still walk!"
Jun Moxiao turned around and looked at Jun Yuling, raising his eyebrows, "It seems the beating wasn't hard enough!" Damn it, the beating wasn't hard enough and he was already feeling distressed.
"Uh..." Jun Yuling almost fainted due to choking, but she still moved into the imperial study room step by step.
In the imperial study room, Jun Moxiao sat back in his original position again. He watched Jun Yuling walk in. He secretly increased his resistance to avoid being angered to death by him.
"Kneel down, kneel down for me!" Jun Moxiao patted the table with a hint of anger.
"My child knows, my child knows." He glanced at his lips and said, "Isn't it that I haven't stood firm yet? Isn't it better to slow down after being injured by you?"
Jun Moxiao shook his head helplessly, looked at his son on the ground, and said after a moment, "You said you have your own opinions and you want to be free. I will obey you."
"Really?" Jun Yuling suddenly felt that there must be something wrong with her ears, but she still couldn't restrain her joy when she heard this.
"Two days from now, the Linhuang Temple's quadrennial heaven-sacrifice ceremony will be held. I want you to be the abbot for me!"
Hearing the sound, Jun Yuling raised his head and looked at Jun Yuling suddenly, "Father, did you hear me correctly?"
Jun Moxiao glanced at Jun Yuling lightly, "If you do it well, I will no longer care about you. If you don't do it well, you will be obedient to me and practice martial arts, and you will not be allowed to step out of the palace gate. Otherwise,
I will break your legs."
"This is unfair!" Jun Yuling was dissatisfied, "This is what the father should do, and I have never presided over such a ceremony alone."
Jun Moxiao was proud and looked at Jun Yuling seriously, "I want you to go! Don't you say you have grown up? When you grow up, you should do your grown-up things! Are you going?"
"But……"
Before Jun Yuling finished speaking, she heard Jun Moxiao slam the table again, "What kind of man do you act like a coquettish man? I, Jun Moxiao's son, will never allow this. If you don't go back to study for me."
Wu, don’t negotiate terms with me!”
"Go, my dear!" Jun Yuling had to accept his fate. Although he had never hosted such a ceremony, it did not mean that he was not good at it.