Chapter 228 The Daily Life of the Prince of the Palace (10)
"What kind of expression are you looking at?" King Zhennan saw the expression on his old subordinate's face and immediately said angrily with a tigerish face.
King Zhennan started his career by fighting. People in the army are more straightforward. If you force them, they will obey you. To be able to sit in today's position, King Zhennan's force value should not be underestimated. At least Xia Siwu competed with King Zhennan every time.
I've never won.
Thinking of this, Xia Siwu shrank his neck and said with a flattering smile, "Sure enough, a tiger father has no dog son. Only a man as brave as the prince can give birth to an outstanding offspring like the prince."
"For example, that boy in my family is about the same age as the Crown Prince. Until now, he only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. He is far behind the Crown Prince."
Obviously, Xia Siwu's sad face deeply pleased the King of Zhennan. He patted the old man on the shoulder hypocritically, "Hey, that boy of yours, although he is naughty, is very filial to you."
Xia Si twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly. Every time his brat tried to be attentive, he always had something to ask of him. If nothing happened, the brat would have wished to stay three feet away from him.
King Zhennan stared at his son without blinking, and suddenly felt a little sour for some reason.
When he first met his son, he was still a soft and small little dumpling. King Zhennan had experienced many storms and waves in his life, but at that time he was so stunned that he did not dare to touch this little dumpling.
Xiaotuanzi grew up, but he had been ill since he was a child because of the disease he had brought from his mother's womb. At that time, the King of Zhennan would always be frightened every time he saw the little boy coughing heartbreakingly.
The sentence that he would not live to be twenty hung over King Zhennan like a curse, making him almost sleepless at night.
But now, as King Zhennan looked at his son's unbeatable figure despite being beaten ten times a dozen, his eyes felt a little moist.
Xia Siwu next to him was shocked. Could it be that his prince was crying?
King Zhennan raised his hand and wiped his eyes casually, with a cruel look on his face, and his voice was as cold as a glacier that has not melted for thousands of years: "I have been born and died for the Sheng Dynasty for decades, and my only legitimate son was actually assassinated in the capital."
"Even if Your Majesty comes here to deal with today's matter, I still want him to give me an explanation."
Hearing the vicious words of King Zhennan, Xia Siwu's expression changed. Because the prince was not in the capital all year round, these people seemed to have forgotten how the prince got the title of "Blood Man Slaughter".
King Zhennan said harsh words, but kept his eyes on his son, fearing that Su Zhan would be defeated and unable to rescue him in time.
Su Zhan quickly knocked down the last enemy. As soon as she turned around, she faced the stunned King Zhennan and his entourage.
Su Zhan blinked, then coughed with a pale face. Si Ya beside him reflexively supported her.
She was coughing heart-breakingly, and her weak posture made people think that this person would not live long. King Zhennan felt nervous and quickly stepped forward to carefully inspect his son's physical condition.
"Fortunately, he was not injured." King Zhennan breathed a sigh of relief, completely ignoring the assassin lying on the ground, and smiled gently at his only legitimate son and said, "Little Yuanbao, next time you go out, remember to bring enough
Manpower, so as not to be bullied like today."
Xia Siwu and his men were all stunned. Look at the people on the ground. My lord, don't you feel guilty for saying this?!
Su Zhan, who had long known from the memory of the original owner how King Zhennan treated his only legitimate son, was not surprised at all. She said "hmm" in a very obedient way.
After King Zhennan greeted his son, the palace's carriage arrived belatedly and stopped in front of the group. The driver was startled when he saw King Zhennan. He quickly jumped out of the carriage and came forward to salute.
The King of Zhennan looked at him with a stern look. Except for the maids, most of the people in the Zhennan Palace were retired from the Zhennan Army from the military camp for various reasons. The same was true for this coachman.
It has been at least a few hours since his son went out. With the driver's training from the military camp, it is impossible that he has not found his little master for such a long time.
But the impossible has happened, so there must be some accident. King Zhennan is waiting for the report from the other party.
After the groom came to the side of King Zhennan and said a few words, the expression on King Zhennan's face did not change. However, Xia Siwu and others standing around him discovered that the prince was suppressing his anger at the moment, and several people were distracted at the same time.
A chill.
"Little Yuanbao, it's getting late. Daddy will take you back." King Zhennan tried his best to give Su Zhan a kind smile as if nothing had happened. Unfortunately, he had never smiled like this before, so his smile was slightly distorted.
After settling his son, King Zhennan immediately darkened his face and rode straight to the palace.
This capital city is neither big nor small. The assassination of the prince of Zhennan Palace quickly spread to the ears of some people.
In Prime Minister Liu's Mansion, Prime Minister Liu was playing chess with the butler while twisting a chess piece. After hearing the news, Prime Minister Liu rolled his eyes regardless of his appearance and sneered, "I don't know if it's that idiot who dares to attack that old man's life."
Take action."
The corner of the housekeeper's mouth twitched. Those were the only people who had the courage and purpose to attack the prince of Zhennan Palace. His master really didn't pay attention to those royal relatives.
"Although the old man has more than one son, this is the only son who is his enemy." Liu Xiang said slowly, "Whoever dares to touch this precious thing of his, he will fight to the death."
"And in these years, whenever he had to fight desperately, in the end it was no surprise that this old man won."
The butler placed a piece on the chessboard and listened to his master calling him an old man. He couldn't help complaining in his heart. He called me an old man behind his back. Why didn't he hear you call him an old man in front of his face?
Liu Xiang touched his forehead, as if he recalled a dispute between him and the King of Zhennan in the court when he was young. With his profound literary skills, Liu Xiang just slapped the King of Zhennan in the face without using a single curse word.
Bloody head.
At that time, Liu Xiang had the unique aloofness of a scholar, and he looked down on a savage man like Zhennan King who was born in a reckless manner. When he saw that the other party was speechless by him, Liu Xiang felt proud in his heart, thinking that you were the only one like you.
I can say ten each.
However, after going to court, he was immediately put in a sack and beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
From then on, whenever Liu Xiang had a disagreement with the King of Zhennan, he would be put in a sack and beaten so badly.
However, the King of Zhennan was a martial arts prodigy. He was very skilled at martial arts at a young age, and he was so stunned that no one could catch him when he was trying to put someone in a sack.
Over time, the two of them had a bad relationship.
