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 the corners of his eyes, looked at Yu Wenhao and said sarcastically: "What? Your Jingzhao Mansion has no means, right? You have even used intimidation, do you want to punish me again?"
Even if I have stolen the military map, and even if I have treasonous intentions, 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 didn't rely on your son, you could sit on the throne of the prince.
?"
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."
You are so lucky to have given birth to three sons in one breath? I'm afraid Yuan Qingling didn't steal someone to give birth to you. Looking at her charming look, this matter is almost the same."
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.
"You bitch!" There was a loud roar coming from behind, and the voice was indistinctly spraying blood. "You bitch, you are 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 his heavy body back 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 and inform the princess of your father's will.
She packs up, and at noon tomorrow, I will take others there again."
A house raid 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 stunned 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 roared at Baozi. How had Baozi ever seen his father so fierce? He was so frightened that he stopped crying and hid back. His eyes were filled with frightened tears but he couldn't stop the tears. He had such a small face.
They were all red and had two lines of tears hanging from their eyes, feeling unspeakably pitiful and grievances.
Yuan Qing came over and hugged the big bun, and said softly: "Dad only beat you after you bullied your brother. Don't do this in the future, do you understand?"
After the 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 felt a pain in his heart 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 crying and just sobbed: "Dad is a bad guy!"
Yuan Qingling hugged him and told him a lesson. Regardless of whether the child understood it or not, he had to explain 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 brother."
, your younger brother is smaller than you and weak. If you bully him, do you think you are a hero? You have to protect your younger brother. When your father beat you just now, didn't your younger brother come over to protect you? That's what happens between brothers.
Love and friendship.”
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 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 you to take care of them."
"I will send 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, and everyone is feeling irritable. Prince
What's more, I need the Crown Princess to comfort and comfort me."
"I know." Yuan Qingling glanced at Grandma 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 Qingling 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 something, 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 was so young. What did he know? I even beat him.
.”
"It's better if you don't beat her in the future. Children can be taught slowly." Yuan Qingling also felt very distressed, especially because Baozi didn't cry often. When he was a toddler, he broke his knees after falling, but he didn't shed a single tear.
The helpless and panicked look just now made everyone feel distressed when they saw it.
"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 asks 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."