On the four bridge piers in the middle, there is a young man in brocade clothes tied to each.
A team of guards blocked both ends of the bridge to separate the people watching the excitement from the young masters on the bridge.
"What is this for?" The eldest sister, who was holding a child, asked curiously: "Why are these young men tied up?"
"They are the gang of gangsters racing cars on Xi'anmenwai Street these days." A busybody who had been watching the fun and didn't even bother to have lunch explained with excitement:
"You haven't seen it. When they were stopped, they were so arrogant that they even showed off their crossbows and muskets."
"Scare, it's a big deal!" Everyone clucked their tongues.
"No, I heard that one is the Young Master of the Marquis, and the other is the Young Master of the Prime Minister's Mansion. There are two other identities, oh, I dare not say..." The good guy said mysteriously: "In short, they are so high.
"
"Can it still be the prince?" Everyone laughed.
"This is your own guess, not what I said."
"Ah? You can't. Who dares to disturb Tai Sui?" The citizens probably didn't believe it.
But the boy who was tied up, fifteen or sixteen years old, and full of anger, took the initiative to identify himself.
"Hu, please let me go quickly. How dare you humiliate me like this? Do you believe that I will ask my father to kill the nine tribes?!" He struggled and shouted, like an angry little tyrannosaurus.
"Seventh Brother, stop shouting, are you afraid that others won't know who you are?" Lao Ba on the side said dejectedly: "If Nanchang Bo dares to arrest us, it must be Sixth Brother's order. What's the use of shouting at him?"
"It's now, you still have the sixth brother and the sixth brother. You treat him as your elder brother, but he treats you as your younger brother?" Lao Qi was almost furious. He had never been so embarrassed in his life.
While Lao Qi was cursing, the crowd suddenly parted, and he saw Lao Liu walking onto the bridge with a dripping whip in his hand.
His pupils shrank suddenly and he closed his mouth forcibly.
"Scold, keep scolding." Lao Liu looked at him coldly: "Aren't you going to kill the nine Chang Bo clans in Nanchang? That king is his nephew, so you should kill me too."
"..." Lao Qixin said that if it was possible, I would have cut you into pieces, but he didn't dare to say a word.
"Lao Ba, why are you here?" Lao Liu glanced at Tan King Zhu Zi and said.
"Sixth brother, seventh brother brought me out to play..." Lao Ba timidly said: "This is my first time, please forgive me, don't dare to do it again."
"Everyone who gets caught is doing it for the first time." Lao Liu sneered and said, "How could it be such a coincidence that I bumped into him?"
"I..." Lao Ba was speechless for a moment. "I was wrong, Sixth Brother."
"Tell me, why are you racing in the street?" Lao Liu asked in a deep voice: "Don't you know that racing is not allowed in the market unless it is an urgent military matter?"
"I know, but Seventh Brother said it's okay..." Lao Ba whispered.
"Lao Qi, you really can't change your mind and eat shit." Lao Liu turned around and cursed.
"You..." Lao Qi's face turned red when he heard the sound. He was about to retaliate when he saw Lao Liu raising his hand to strike. He was so frightened that he shrank his neck and suppressed the curse words on his lips.
It turned out that through his future brother-in-law, he got acquainted with Mr. Hu and a group of powerful children in the capital. These people fawned over him. All day long, his highness was long and the prince was short, which made his heart full of love for his sixth son and his mother.
The destroyed self-esteem came back to life again.
He now leaves the palace from time to time, saying that he is going to the Yangtze River Navy barracks to train the Qi King's army that his future father-in-law will build for him.
In fact, they were with Wu Liang's youngest son Wu Shou'an, Hu Weiyong's youngest son Hu Tianci and a group of people, flying eagle lackeys, doing whatever they wanted.
Ordinary hunting on horseback can no longer satisfy them, and recently they have become obsessed with drag racing. Driving that two-wheeled chariot and feeling the pushing sensation of two horses galloping and pulling the cart makes them feel extremely excited.
Moreover, they especially like racing on the streets, saying that they can hone their skills in this way. In fact, it is just that they feel great when they see people being scared and fleeing in all directions.
Today they were racing through the market as usual, but unexpectedly they ended up like this...
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Old Seven is bad, but not stupid. He knows that it is useless to act arrogant if he falls into the hands of Old Six. He suppressed his anger and said in a low voice: "Brother Six? You have also used your prestige, and we have become conspicuous in public. Okay."
Let us go back."
"If you lose face, does it count as punishment?" Lao Liu said with a smile, "Then your face is really not small."
"I am a prince after all. As big as your face is, my face is as big as mine!" Lao Qi could not suppress his anger.
"The prince's face is very important, but no matter how great it is, it cannot be greater than the law of the country." Lao Liu said coldly: "If you don't want to lose face, don't commit adultery. Otherwise, it is impossible to trample on the dignity of the country's law in order to save your face."
"Don't do this, isn't it all decided by our old man?" Lao Qi's nose was twisted with anger, and he said indiscriminately: "The laws of the country and the king are all used to control the people, not the people."
Those of us..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud "snap" and he received a strong whip.
Lao Qi let out an 'ouch', his whole body twisted in pain, and his face doubled in length.
His butt was just calloused, and his front was still very tender.
"Today I will show you whether the law of the country and the law of the king can control you people!" Lao Liu snorted coldly and raised his voice:
"The Laws of the Ming Dynasty contains a clear text, 'Anyone who rides a chariot or horse in the streets or among the people in the city without any reason will be punished by fifty floggings! If he kills or injures someone for a reason, his punishment will be reduced by one level! If he kills or injures livestock, he will be punished by the penalty of one level.
price!'"
As he said that, he whipped Lao Qi again and said loudly: "I have been ordered by His Highness the Crown Prince to severely punish the prince who is racing in the city, as a warning to others!"
One whip after another, Lao Qi was whipped like an electric shock. After twenty lashes, Lao Liu stopped and said in a deep voice: "Send him back to the palace, and use the remaining thirty lashes."
, let the father and his mother and concubine take it away."
The guards then untied His Highness Prince Qi, who had been knocked unconscious, placed him on a door panel, and carried him to the palace.
"Go back and plead guilty to your father!" Zhu Zhen scolded Lao Ba. King Tan was almost pissed when he heard this, but he woke up as if from a dream and looked at his sixth brother gratefully.
He is not stupid, he knows that Sixth Brother is still interested in him. In addition to not whipping himself in public and embarrassing himself, more importantly, Sixth Brother gave Seventh Brother a good beating, but let him go all the way back. Father.
When the emperor saw it, he would naturally care about it.
Knowing that the main responsibility lies with Brother Seven, he was young and was led astray.
When the time comes, my father will be able to eat less of his vitex branches.
The common people would not think that the King of Chu was showing favoritism. After all, flogging the prince in public was enough to shock them for a hundred years...
Wu Shou'an and Hu Tianci looked pitifully at His Majesty the King of Chu, begging him to show his favor, but they also regarded them as double farts.
"Hit me hard, no less!" Lao Liu laughed ferociously: "Kill this evil spirit!"
