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Chapter 145: Father's Kindness and Son's Filial Piety

In the city of Chang'an in early spring, spring is everywhere.

The birds on the branches are singing crisply, and the buds are dotted with stars.

Naturally, it is impossible for the palace to be full of flowers and trees, so the only green things are clothes and hats.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince entered the palace wearing green clothes today.

"Good student." The emperor looked a little impatient.

"Yes, my son will leave."

The prince saluted respectfully, raised his head, his eyes were full of admiration.

Actors of later generations earn money by performing, and this performer earns his life.The starting points of the two are different, and the acting skills are naturally very different.

Han Shitou sent the prince out.

"Aye is working hard, Shaojian Han needs to be reminded from time to time." The prince patted Han Shitou's shoulder very kindly.

Han Shitou bowed slightly, "Yes."

The crown prince said these words casually, and he didn't understand what he heard.

"Is there someone outside Han Shaojian? Hey! Gu is confused, and asked a taboo casually." The crown prince smiled, and said sincerely: "You serve Aye with all your heart, Gu is very grateful."

Words can't get through.

Han Shitou said lightly: "The servants dare not."

The prince smiled and said: "Okay, okay."

Han Shitou watched the prince go away, turned and entered the hall.

The emperor sat there looking distracted.

But Han Shitou respectfully reported: "Your Highness is concerned about His Majesty's health, so I asked my servants to remind His Majesty from time to time. Your Highness also asked my servants if there is any family members outside the palace."

"Ah."

The emperor snorted softly, but he was not talking about this matter, "I heard that Mrs. He passed away last night?"

"Yes."

"Water in Chang'an City, if it spreads, it will be a big deal."

"Yes."

The emperor got up, "I'm going to Liyuan, I have something to report."

"Yes."

Han Shitou did not follow, but stayed where he was until he saw the emperor disappearing from sight, and then said calmly: "Let the king guard the palace."

The one-eyed dragon walked slowly in the palace, no one dared to look at him.

When he saw Han Shitou, he was looking at the sun.

The rising sun slantly shines on the cornices, slides down, and enters the palace one by one.

A ray of light fell on Han Shishi's shoulder.

Some lonely.

"Young Supervisor Han."

Han Shitou looked at him sideways.

"He's gone into the water last night."

"Correct."

But in the city of Chang'an, if not a hundred times, there must be fifty times a year.

Wang Shou knew that these words represented the emperor, so he lowered his head slightly.

"There are so many noble people in Chang'an City, what if the fire spreads? Mrs. He, you are too careless."

"Yes, but how?"

Jingtai is a dog raised by the emperor, and when the emperor is angry, he should bite it.

"He Jincheng is an important minister after all, if he beats him up, it's not good."

Wang Shou nodded, "Is there any order?"

Han Shitou shook his head, "You go."

Only then did Wang Shou look up at him, squinting, "Your Majesty is in the Liyuan."

"Ok!"

"Can you compose music?"

People around the emperor, such a position attracted countless people in the palace.But Han Shitou did it very steadily and didn't give others a chance.

Wang Shou is in charge of the mirror stage, which can be said to be powerful, but his power has hit a wall with Han Shitou.

If the servant is short, he can't be a real man, so he naturally has to empathize with others and spend his mind on other things, such as power.

This is a mockery of Han Shitou's original status as an emperor, but now the emperor spends all day in the pear garden, and Han Shitou's power is also invisible in the pear garden.

Han Shitou was noncommittal, and then went to Liyuan.When he entered the door, he found his confidant, and said softly: "The road in the middle of the palace is slippery today, let the people on the stage be careful."

The confidant nodded, "Understood."

"Also, the prince made some tentative moves earlier, and His Majesty was in a bit of a dilemma."

"Yes."

The emperor snatched the prince's concubine, and that concubine is now the emperor's favorite concubine...

What will happen when the imperial concubine sees the prince?
Isn't this my ex-husband?

But this ex-husband is now my nominal son.

The emperor saw the prince, isn't this the concubine's ex-husband?

Is this so annoying?
What does the emperor want to do most?
Everyone in the palace had an intuition that there was a high probability that the emperor wanted to kill the prince, so that he and the imperial concubine could stay together and fly together, and they would never see the person who made them feel uncomfortable again.

But the prince is as honest as a quail, the emperor can't do anything!
Han Shitou watched his confidant go away quietly,

There was no one around him.

So he said softly: "It is necessary for the father to be kind and the son to be filial."

Immediately the message was delivered.

The people on the stage stared at the front court, and later, as usual, someone entered the palace to report the news.

When passing through a palace gate, this person collided with two palace servants, and immediately quarreled, arguing endlessly, and almost moved their hands.

In the opera garden, the imperial concubine was lazily leaning on the couch, while the emperor was sitting on the other side, concentrating on the score, frowning from time to time.

Musicians and kabuki are waiting on the sidelines, and the atmosphere is very relaxed.

After a long time, the emperor raised his head and said with a smile, "A change here will be more natural."

Immediately after rehearsing the tune, the imperial concubine praised: "Erlang's composition is really exquisite."

The emperor put down the instrument in his hand, and said proudly: "The only person in the world who can listen to my music is Hongyan."

The musicians and kabuki looked calm.

The servants looked quiet.

As if he was just a puppet.

The emperor stretched his neck comfortably and asked, "Is there something wrong with the court?"

Han Shitou hesitated for a moment.

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly.

The middle and middle fingers of his right hand lightly tapped on the score.

Han Shitou bowed his head and said, "The news from Jingtai has not arrived yet."

The emperor said indifferently: "Wang Shou is also domineering, stick to blame."

Han Shitou trembled slightly, "Yes."

Han Shishi went out.

The emperor put the score on the table, and someone came to massage his shoulders and neck.

"Is Han Shitou afraid of Wang Shou's power, or does he want to be a good old man?"

The imperial concubine covered her mouth and smiled lightly, "Han Shitou is a lonely person, why is he a good old man? Can he still benefit his descendants?"

The emperor smiled, "That's right, that's the fear of Wang Shou's power. That vicious dog has been a bit domineering recently, so it's time to clean it up."

The imperial concubine smiled coquettishly, "Erlang, the song just now is very exquisite, maybe there is a song?"

The emperor gently embraced her round shoulders, "If Hongyan wants it, it will naturally be there."

……

Wang Shou returned to the mirror stage, and said to his confidant: "The king of the country has been acting too hard recently, and some of his subordinates are jumping up and down. This is good. Your majesty is not easy to deal with the king of the country, so he beat He Jincheng, the dog raised by the king of the country. .”

The confidant said: "It is reasonable to reprimand."

"Yes!" Wang Shou said suspiciously: "But Han Shitou's intention is to beat He Jincheng's son. Then He Huan is just a wild dog, why punish him?"

The confidant said: "Could it be Han Shitou venting his personal anger?"

"Han Shitou has no relationship with the He family." Wang Shou touched the blindfold, "but this matter...how about we test it out with His Majesty, if Han Shitou vents his personal anger, it will be a crime."

The confidant said: "Then He's side..."

Wang Shou stood up, "Let's go into the palace and try it now."

He dreamed of pulling Han Shitou off his horse.Once Han Shitou falls, he has friendship with several of the possible successors.

When the time comes, the outside will be in charge of the mirror stage, and someone in the palace will deliver the news...the power will be as stable as a mountain.

There was more heat in that one eye.

"Where is Wang Shou?"

A few servants came in outside.

They are all big-bodied.

Wang Shou got up and came out, and when he saw a few servants, his heart skipped a beat, and he saluted, "We are here."

The headed servant smiled, "We are people around His Majesty, and we do everything according to the best intentions. I don't think you will be offended by it?"

These people are the servants of the execution in the palace, who are they going to deal with when they come to the stage?

Wang Shou and the others all laughed, very unnaturally.

"Don't dare."

If these servants were judged according to their grades, they could only kneel down and call them father in front of Wang Shou.But at this moment, Wang Shou was so respectful that he almost called them father.

The chief servant suddenly changed his face and shouted: "Your Majesty orders."

Wang Shou led the people to kneel down.

Zhao Sanfu was among them.

"Wang Shou is domineering, stick to blame!"

"Yes!"

Someone brought up a bench, and Wang Shou lay down on it by himself, and then tied him up.

The binding was not for fear that he would run away, but for fear that he would not be able to bear the severe pain and his body would slip.

Zhao Sanfu went over and handed the cork to Wang Shou's mouth, "The prison gate."

Wang Shou raised his head and smiled when he saw the anger and worry in Zhao Sanfu's eyes.

"Do it!" The servant yelled.

Snapped!
"Ok!"

Wang Shou bit the cork, his face flushed.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

After finishing the ten sticks, the servant nodded, "Let's go back to the palace and return to order. If there is any offence, please return to Haihan."

Wang Shou's face was ashen, he was supported by Zhao Sanfu and another person, and saluted forcefully, "We can only be loyal, please report back to Your Majesty."

The servant nodded, "It is a blessing to be loyal to His Majesty."

After they left, Wang Shou said sharply, "Come on!"

Zhao Sanfu and others shouted: "Yes."

Wang Shou turned his gaze.

All heads held high.

Wang Jianmen is about to make a move, whoever he chooses at this time will be his confidant.

"Zhao Sanfu!"

Xin Quan took a look at Zhao Sanfu who had seen it, his eyes were calm.

"You take a group of brothers to the He family, and charge He Huan twenty."

"Leader!"

This was a job to offend the four surnames of the family, but Zhao Sanfu agreed very simply.

There was a touch of appreciation in Wang Shou's eyes.

Zhao Sanfu rushed out of the stage with a group of people.

Go out of the palace and get on the horse immediately.

After arriving at He's, the door was closed tightly.

"Call the door!"

A Zhuang stepped forward and yelled, "Mirror platform is doing business, open the door!"

Chun Ri Mian Mian happened to be sleeping, Menzi probably fell asleep, and shouted: "You dog, it's so noisy!"

The mirror table is a dog.

But who dares to say this in front of the people on the stage?
Yang Songcheng and others are naturally possible, but they will not say it, because there is no need to offend the emperor for this.

A gate!
It's still He's disciple!
Everyone turned to look at Zhao Sanfu.

Zhao Sanfu was silent.

Squeak!

The side door slowly opened!

Zhao Sanfu stepped forward.

One kick!
Bah!
The door flew in backwards, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood on the ground, and shouted: "Come here!"

A group of guards rushed over aggressively.

Zhao Sanfu stood inside the door with his legs apart and his eyes indifferent.

"Where is He Huan?"

He Huan is here.

Seeing Zhao Sanfu, he was startled, but still calmly asked: "What's the matter?"

"Take it!"

A few piles rushed up, and the guards stood in front of He Huan.

The two sides were at each other's throats.

Zheng!
Half of the horizontal knife was pulled out from the scabbard, and the light of the knife flashed, Zhao Sanfu said: "Ten breaths! Those who don't retreat, kill!"

No need for ten breaths, after five breaths, He Huan walked out on his own initiative.

"What am I guilty of?"

"Someone set fire to the He family last night, which almost caused a catastrophe. Order, stick!"

Last night... last night was a fire, why did you set fire?
Just as He Huan was about to argue, Zhao Sanfu stepped forward and punched him hard on his soft abdomen.

He Huan bent down, gasped and looked at Zhao Sanfu.

"You and I... have no enmity or grudge."

Zhao Sanfu said calmly: "I'm doing business, be good!"

Wang Shou ordered him to come to the He family to beat He Huan. This is a test - do you dare to offend the He family?He had to show his decisiveness and responsibility, even if this decisiveness and responsibility were recognized by Wang Shou in order to please himself and get promoted.

Several piles came up slowly.

Zhao Sanfu shouted: "What are you dawdling for? Do it!"

He Huan was beaten with [-] canes, and the women in the backyard howled when they heard the news, and they sent people to invite He Jincheng, and they also sent people to invite a famous doctor Yunyun.

Zhao Sanfu walked out of He's gate.

A stake beside him asked: "Why did the master give He Huan a punch, but offended him for nothing?"

But if you don't offend him, how can you please Wang Shou?

Zhao Sanfu thought of Yancheng.

And that boy!

Damn it, Yang Xuan hasn't returned to Chang'an for a long time.

He glanced north.

……

late at night.

Outside King Wei's bedroom.

A black shadow quietly appeared in front of the window.

He held a throwing knife in his right hand, and pushed it away with the palm of his left hand.

Bah!
The window shattered and the flying knife shot in.

King Wei on the bed flew upwards flatly, but the throwing knife fell into the air.

A little under his feet, King Wei knocked open the remnant frame of the window and flew out.

The black shadow flew rapidly in front of him.

"Who?"

The night guard heard the movement and rushed over.

King Wei flew away.

Just when the black shadow was about to cross the wall, he felt that there was a shadow on his head, and when he looked up, King Wei was falling rapidly.

Heiying laughed bitterly, and wiped his neck with a knife without hesitation.

The guards rushed over, and after uncovering the black shadow's mask, they exclaimed, "It's Wu Shun!"

"Check the party!"

There was a commotion in the mansion.

"Your Majesty, nothing was found."

King Wei went back and took the throwing knife thrown on his bed, sniffed it, and then ordered Wu Shun's horizontal knife to be sniffed, his face gloomy.

"Bring Wang San's horizontal knife."

Wang San's horizontal knife has no taste.

"Wu Shun!" King Wei's eyes were cold.

"Wang San is dead!"

"Call the doctor."

In the middle of the night, there was a lot of noise next door, so Yang Xuan turned over with the quilt in his arms.

"Your Majesty, I don't know where the doctor is."

King Wei went to visit Wang San with a horizontal knife in his hand, looking at the rotten wound on Wang San's arm, murderous intent burst out in his eyes.

"Who knows?"

"Next door." Huang Ping yawned.

"Call someone!"

"Bah ah!"

The door of the county house was knocked loudly.

There was shouting and cursing from Yue Er's house diagonally opposite.

"Say your mother, you are calling your soul at night!"

Immediately, all kinds of obscene language spewed out with the county as the center.

These people can be said to be self-taught when they commit swearing. The [-] generations of Huangping ancestors who knocked on the door became scum in an instant, and the women of the family also fell ill.

Huang Ping was furious, squeak, as soon as the door opened, he wanted to spray.

Standing inside the door was Zhen Siwen. He got angry recently and yawned as soon as he opened his mouth. He almost sent Huang Ping away with a heavy tone.

"Where is the doctor?"

"Go east, turn right after two alleys, and the third one will be there."

Chen Huagu was called.

King Wei sat on the steps and drank.

Inside the room were the dying Wang San and several guards.

"Cure, reward."

Wei Wang said briefly.

Chen Huagu was overjoyed, "Please rest assured, Your Majesty."

He hurried in, and behind him, King Wei said: "It can't be cured, let's die together."

Chen Huagu trembled.

He went in and looked at Wang San's appearance, and then at the wound, he was immediately dumbfounded.

"It's a broken wound."

"Maybe save?"

Chen Huagu wanted to say no.

"Hard to say."

Huang Ping frowned, "You were the one who dealt with Wang San's injury, why is such a small wound?"

"The old man doesn't know, but it's common to die from trauma, at least [-]% of them die from wound damage."

Huang Ping stared at him, and said coldly, "No, what did you say that day that each of you treated the wound, why is the other one fine?"

A guard standing by the bed caught Huang Ping's wink and said, "Wu Shun looked alive and kicking during dinner."

"That means the wound has scabbed over and there is no swelling." Chen Huagu felt that he was going to be unlucky.

Huang Ping looked at Chen Huagu and said sharply, "Why is one good and the other bad?"

Chen Huagu's brain was befuddled, and he subconsciously said: "He is the wound treated by the old man according to the instructions of the Ming Dynasty, and the wound on the bed is treated by the old man according to the usual method."

His heart skipped a beat, and he said in a daze, "No, this old man has been treating trauma for more than [-] years. He has rich experience, which is probably rare in northern Xinjiang. I have seen countless people with fever due to trauma, even if they have a fever, it is not so bad. He is dying soon, and the wound is rotting too fast!"

Huang Ping went out, leaned over and whispered to King Wei who was sitting on the steps: "This man has been in Taiping for many years, so he should have nothing to do with the assassination, but he needs to be watched for a while."

The poison was smeared on the incision, and it had nothing to do with Chen Huagu's medicine.

"Get Yang Xuan here!"

Yang Xuan was brought over at night, and he was still angry when he got up, but when he saw Queen Wei sitting on the steps drinking, he was out of breath.

The eldest nephew was murderous.

"Since you know medical skills, why didn't you save Shang Jue?"

"He was dead right then and there."

Yang Xuan felt that his eldest nephew was not so mentally handicapped.

King Wei suddenly threw a horizontal knife over.

"This is the knife that Wu Shun injured Wang San during the duel. The edge of the knife is poisonous. Just before, he stabbed me with a flying knife that was as poisonous as this horizontal knife."

"This king's cultivation level is so advanced that it's difficult for them to strike close. So they chose to assassinate in the middle of the night. They even used Wang San to test the effect of the poison first... You bastard!"

Yang Xuan's heart skipped a beat, "What about Wu Shun?"

King Wei said slowly, "Dead."

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