King Ji laughed loudly, leaning forward and backward with laughter, his voice was very hoarse, and his laughter was like a group of geese squawking.
After laughing, he wiped the tears from his eyes, looked at Yu Wenhao and said sarcastically: "What?
Your Jingzhao Mansion is out of options, right?
You have even used threats. Do you want to punish me again?
Even if I have stolen the military map, even if I have the intention to rebel, my father will not kill me. Do you know why?"
He came closer to Yu Wenhao like a swinging willow tree, with a ferocious smile on his face.
Yu Wenhao looked at him expressionlessly, "Why?"
Prince Ji straightened his body and said arrogantly and coldly: "Because in addition to being the eldest son of the emperor, I am also a hero of the Northern Tang Dynasty. I was conferred the title of prince on the day when I triumphed against the Turks. In the Hall of Light, my father said personally that he
He has high hopes for me and asks me to drastically reorganize the military affairs for him. Even if he makes a big mistake because of this, he will still forgive me. My father has long wanted to make me his prince, but who knows that you, a flatterer, know how to do this?
You went to please the emperor's grandfather. Yuan Qingling gave birth to three more sons for you, which made your father change his mind. You are a son of a bitch, but you are good at giving birth. If you hadn't relied on your son, you would have been able to sit on the throne of the prince.
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After he finished speaking, he looked at Yu Wenhao up and down again and sneered: "However, brother, I still advise you to investigate whether your son is your biological son. You can't help in that regard. Everyone knows in their hearts that you have nothing to do with it."
Can you be so lucky to give birth to three sons in one go?
I'm afraid Yuan Qingling didn't steal someone to give birth to you. Looking at her charming look, it seems that this is the case."
After saying that, he burst out laughing again.
Yu Wenhao was silent for a while and watched him laugh, then slowly stretched out his hands to hold his head and press it down. At the same time, he raised his knees to push up. The laughter stopped suddenly. When Yu Wenhao let go of him,
He couldn't stand and fell to the ground, his mouth full of blood.
Yu Wenhao turned around and walked out of the prison, and said coldly: "The emperor has a decree to deprive Yu Wenjun of his title as Prince, demote him to a commoner, take back his mansion and enfeoff the land, and wait for the trial of the three divisions. Once he is convicted of treason, he will be killed."
amnesty!"
After saying that, he strode away without even asking any questions, just waiting for the trial.
"Bitch!"
A loud roar came from behind, with blood spraying out in an indistinct voice, "You bitch, you're pretending to pass on the imperial edict. I want to see my father, I want to meddle with you, and meddle with you to death..." Yu Wenhao dragged on
The heavy body returned to Prince Chu's Mansion. When he arrived at the door, he stood under the red lantern for a while, then turned and looked at Xu Daodao: "Go to Prince Ji's Mansion, inform the princess of your father's will, and let her clean up.
At noon tomorrow, I, the King, will take people there again."
Having a house ransacked is almost a disaster for any mansion.
However, if it was just a house search, Princess Ji would not be worried. This was the escape route she arranged.
But who knows what evil will await after the house is confiscated?
Xu Yicheng rode away with the bad news.
The children were still awake tonight. When they saw Yu Wenhao come back, they all staggered up to hug their legs. Baozi was always domineering, so when he saw little Nuomi hugging Yu Wenhao's hanging wrist, he pushed him and stamped his feet.
Saying, "Mine!"
Little Nuomi was pushed to the ground by him and burst into tears.
Seeing this, Tangyuan giggled and watched the fun, and did not help little Nuomi.
When Yu Wenhao saw this scene, the anger he had accumulated all day suddenly exploded. He picked up the big bun with one hand and slapped him on the buttocks. He slapped him three or four times in a row. Baozi was startled for a moment before he let out a loud voice.
cry.
Aunt Xi was frightened, but the prince taught the child a lesson and she couldn't say anything, she just watched with distress.
"Shut up!"
Yu Wenhao was furious and yelled at Baozi, "How has Baozi ever seen his father so fierce?"
I was so frightened that I hurriedly stopped crying and kept hiding behind me. My eyes were full of frightened tears but I couldn't hold back my tears. My little face was red and there were two lines of tears hanging from my eyes. I felt so pitiful and grievances that I couldn't express.
Yuan Qing came over and hugged the big bun, and said softly: "Dad only beat you because you bullied your brother. Don't do this in the future, do you understand?"
After Big Bun was beaten, he saw his father with a tigerish face, banging his head and crying, "I know!"
When Xiao Nuomi and Tang Yuan saw their elder brother being beaten, they also staggered over to protect him. Their two round heads were squeezed together, not allowing Yu Wenhao to approach, and their eyes were full of hostility.
Yu Wenhao's heart ached and his eye circles turned red. He looked at his son, his chest and throat felt sore and he couldn't say a word.
Yuan Qingling called Aunt Xi and the wet nurse to come over and take the child out together.
Baozi was so frightened that he was stunned. Yuan Qingling kissed his apple-shaped face a few times before he stopped his tears and sobbed: "Daddy is a bad guy!"
Yuan Qingling hugged him and told him a lesson. No matter whether the child understood it or not, he had to explain it clearly when he moved his hands. "Daddy is not a bad person. Baozi did something wrong. Daddy should teach Baozi a lesson. Do you understand?"
You just pushed your younger brother, who is smaller and weaker than you. Are you a hero if you bully him?
You have to protect your brother. When dad beat you just now, didn't your brother come over to protect you?
Brothers should be so close and friendly to each other."
The child may not understand these words, but this truth must be told to him at this time.
Auntie Xi grabbed a handful of candies and brought them over. The child did not forget to eat them. If she had something to eat, she forgot about her grievances and ate happily.
Aunt Xi looked at Yuan Qingling and said worriedly: "Go and see the prince quickly."
Yuan Qingling nodded, glanced at the children, and said, "Then I'll ask grandma to take care of them."
"I sent them to the old lady's house to listen to stories later. Now they all have to listen to stories before they want to sleep."
Aunt Xi sighed and looked at Yuan Qingling, "There have been too many things lately. Everyone is feeling irritable, especially the Crown Prince. The Crown Princess needs to be comforted and comforted."
"I know."
Yuan Qingling glanced at Aunt Xi gratefully, turned around and went out.
She returned to the house, and Yu Wenhao took off his outer clothes, sat on the Arhat bed, and frowned.
Seeing Yuan Qing Ling come back, he asked softly: "Have you coaxed her yet?"
"Well, they are all sensible. Just talk to them and you will understand everything."
Yuan Qingling walked over and sat next to him, slowly held his hand and stared at him, "Have you eaten?"
"Eat some, you're not hungry!"
Yu Wenhao withdrew his hand and wiped it on his face, feeling a little frustrated, "I shouldn't have gotten angry at him. He is so young, what does he know?"
I even beat him."
"It's okay if you don't beat me in the future. Children can be taught slowly."
Yuan Qingling was also very distressed, especially Baozi who didn't cry often. When he was a toddler, he broke his knees after falling, but he didn't shed a single tear. His helpless and panicked look just now made everyone feel distressed.
"My father said something to me today," Yu Wenhao remembered with lingering fear and subconsciously grabbed Yuan Qingling's hand. "He said that if one day my son wants to twitch my tendons and drink my blood, curse
If he tells me to die, I will understand his mood. If this day comes, I think... I can't accept it, I can't even think about it."