Before he finished speaking, he met Chu Zhengyue's eyes that looked like they could kill.
However, when he opened his mouth, his voice was unexpectedly calm: "You are not afraid of being found out by your father, are you?"
Chu Zhengyang: "..."
Father?
What is there to be afraid of, father? His eldest brother is the most terrifying!
However, these words could only remain in my stomach.
Firstly, it was obviously not a wise move to go against Chu Zhengyue at this time. Secondly, as Chu Zhengyue said, King Linjiang would not allow the three brothers to make any extraordinary achievements.
This credit must be recorded in Shen Qingyi's name.
only……
Chu Zhengyang's eyebrows darkened slightly.
I don’t know if the rest is true or an illusion, and everyone is speechless all the way.
"My son is willing to bear the responsibility for today's affairs. I also ask my father to let Zhengyi and Zhengyang go."
This time, Chu Zhengyang was caught off guard, and his face turned pale with fright. However, he saw Chu Zhengyue jump back quickly with quick eyes and hands, and was protecting Chu Zhengyang.
"Well played."
"There are no maids close to me in our courtyard. You can go to the concubine's room and call some maids to serve you."
He called: "Come here!"
However, Chu Zhengyue, who arrived in time, wrapped the whip around his arm.
The whip struck Chu Zhengyue firmly on the back.
Linjiang King Chu Zhang flicked his sleeves and pointed at him and said: "You bastard! I endured the humiliation and endured the heavy burden. After three dynasties, I risked my life to keep the glory of the Chu family. What is it for? Because you three bastards can't get up.
I live with my head tied to my waistband like this! But you are better off, ah, one by one, you are desperately trying to sharpen your head and get in front of people, are you afraid that you will not die quickly enough? Kneel down!"
Chu Zhang stared at him, smiling instead of angry.
Chu Zhengyue's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.
Chu Zhang struck very hard, and after receiving this blow, Chu Zhengyue's skin and flesh were immediately torn apart.
Chu Zhang did not respond, but once again struck Chu Zhengyi who was next to Chu Zhengyang.
Chu Zhengyue stood up straight and stubbornly: "My son is not wrong!"
This sound frightened Chu Zhengyang and trembled violently.
Chu Zhengyue didn't look back, just stared at Chu Zhang.
He secretly tugged at Chu Zhengyue's clothes and whispered: "Brother, you'd better kneel down. What's the point of going head-on with your father? If you surrender as soon as possible, you can suffer less..."
It is said that men never shed tears easily, but at this moment, the cynical Mr. Folding Fan shed tears firmly.
But he had long been accustomed to crossing the threshold.
He shouted: "Come here! Bring me the whip!"
This blow was not as severe as the one just now, but it still caused a clear whip mark to appear on Chu Zhengyue's face, and even the corners of his mouth oozed blood, causing burning pain.
Chu Zhang tightened his whip and suddenly whipped Chu Zhengyang hard, who was holding his ears.
It was night, and everyone rushed to Shengjing City.
Chu Zhengyue couldn't dodge and was hit hard on the face.
He stepped forward and was about to plead for Chu Zhengyue, but he saw Chu Zhengyue slowly kneeling down on one knee, and finally lowered the other leg as if accepting his fate.
"Okay, okay! The pride of our Chu family is really all in your hands, Chu Zhengyue. What a Chu Zhengyue, what a prince!"
Chu Zhengyi looked at the wound on his back, with obvious unbearability in his eyes.
Blood dyed the whip red.
Chu Zhengyi had obviously expected this result, so he turned his head and closed his eyes with resignation.
"Understood."
But he soon calmed down, put down the teacup as if nothing had happened, and said, "I know."
"Cut the nonsense."
Before he could enter the door, he saw Chu Zhengyi and Chu Zhengyang's attendants holding their breaths and not daring to make a sound. Even the room was quiet, so he knew that what was waiting for him must not be something good.
.
While Shen Qingyi was taking a bath, a servant came in a hurry and said to Chu Zhengyue, who had just changed his clothes: "Your Majesty, the prince asked you to go to the main hall to talk."
"Do you want to tell the princess?"
Shen Qingyi was so tired these days that her head was dizzy, her palms were scratched by stone slabs, and she was wearing a dancer's uniform. Naturally, she couldn't return to Shen's house immediately, so she was taken to Linjiang Palace by Chu Zhengyue. After taking a careful bath, she returned to Shen Qingyi.
After changing clothes, he left.
Shi Xian was silent as the image of Princess Linjiang appeared in his mind.
He shed tears as he walked, turned around and shouted: "Father, please let me go! He really knows he is wrong! He really knows he is wrong!"
King Linjiang turned his head sideways and his tone suddenly rose: "Kneel down!"
That was all, Chu Zhengyue strode towards the main hall.
He frowned in pain and gritted his teeth, but when he raised his head, he let out a laugh.
The servants of the Chu family have all served in the mansion since they were young. They have watched the three young masters grow up. After hearing this, they hurried forward to dissuade them: "Your Highness, you can't do it!"
Before he could finish speaking, King Linjiang turned around and repeated in a stern voice: "You treacherous son, I want you to kneel down!"
That's exactly what happened.
But what followed was another whip.
Chu Zhengyue cursed sternly, and he didn't let go of the whip until Chu Zhengyang's cries disappeared outside the door.
The boy looked up at him, with obvious unbearability in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, he just sighed and left.
"Stop talking nonsense and bring me the whip!"
When Chu Zhengyue went out, he glanced at the lighted penthouse.
Chu Zhengyang wanted to continue to plead for Chu Zhengyue, but was pulled away by Chu Zhengyi.
King Linjiang did not turn around, just closed his eyes and said: "Kneel down."
"Brother, you!"
The older one was wearing a black robe with gold cloud patterns and large sleeves. Even though it was already dark, his clothes and hair were still meticulous. At this moment, he was standing with his hands behind his head, and two younger ones were kneeling underneath.
He was straight, with his head lowered in a depressed manner, and he obediently held his ears with both hands.
The wound on Chu Zhengyue's hand was about to heal. When he grabbed the whip, he suddenly tightened his muscles and the wound burst open.
"What difference does it make if I tell you or not?"
Chu Zhengyue was neither humble nor arrogant: "My son is not wrong, why do you have to kneel down?"
"Shut up!"
Chu Zhengyang was shocked and turned pale. He hurriedly pushed Chu Zhengyue away and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Father, everything is my son's fault! My eldest brother knows that he is wrong. He really knows that he is wrong! Please let me go!"
He really knew his mistake!"
Chu Zhang was originally a fierce general who fought on the battlefield. With his eyes swept away, no one dared to say anything, so they had no choice but to fetch the whip slowly.
"What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
"elder brother!"
"elder brother!"
As he spoke, he turned to look at his two younger brothers and said, "Why don't you leave quickly?!"
Chu Zhengyue walked forward from between the two of them, cupped his fists and said, "Father."
When you enter, you can see three backs of heads.
Chu Zhengyue did not move.
Chu Zhang sneered.
"Okay, okay! Your Chu Zhengyue has strong wings now, and your back straightens up even when you yell at me! You three really have a deep love for each other, but you are only fifteen years old and you are so arrogant after winning your first battle."
At this point, if you win another match, wouldn’t the whole world follow you and change their surname to Chu?!”
In order to prevent anyone from saying that I am being abusive here, I must explain it.
King Linjiang holds military power. In order to save the lives of his three sons, he did not let his three sons go to the battlefield. Although this whip was given, it was really a lesson compared to a fight in which lives could be lost at any time, no matter it was
To die on the battlefield or to be jealous of the emperor is the worst choice in the eyes of King Linjiang. So please don't misunderstand your father. He is really just a father who only cares for his son.
Besides, today is the third update. Why don’t you praise me? (Poor)