His Royal Highness, he is plotting against me

Chapter 265 The Bald Jing Zhao Yin
at night,

His Majesty personally hosted a small reception banquet for His Highness the King of England in his Qiyang Hall.

Only the prince, King Yi and King Jing went, and the father and son drank all night.

In the end, the prince was helped back by others.

"Why did you drink so much..."

Chen Fulin looked at the drunken man who was supported by Hu Zheng on the chair with some distaste, and stepped back a few steps while holding his nose.

At the same time, a small lump protruded from her stomach, which moved in a small arc.

Chen Fulin was already used to it. The child was probably anxious to meet them, and it felt like he was being punched in the stomach for the past month.

She was also taken aback at first, and her feet still hurt a little from time to time, but she got used to it after a long time.

"Look, your son is protesting, it's killing people..."

His Royal Highness, who just wanted to continue pretending to be drunk to see her reaction: ...

Well, it doesn't matter if you don't see this reaction.

He rubbed the center of his eyebrows, sat up straight: "You don't have to be so far away from me..."

Drunk is not very drunk, but he did drink too much.

After more than ten years, the second brother finally came back.

Not only father, he is also very happy.

It's just my second brother's temper...

Thinking of this, Qin Ao had no choice but to smile bitterly.

That strength is stronger than before.

Not only did Chen Fulin not approach, but he slapped his hands in front of him: "You smell too strong, I'm afraid the children will get drunk if you smell it too much."

Qin Ao: "..."

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Another half month is Longevity.

The vassal kings and envoys from all over the world have already arrived in Shangjing. During these days, the baldest person is not in charge of the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple for this Wanshou Festival, but Jing Zhaoyin.

For a while, the six princes in the middle of Sichuan rode their horses in the street, crashing into people's stalls and beating people; for a while, the little prince of the Cochin Kingdom flirted with the women of the people and tried to commit suicide due to the humiliation...

One after another, big and small, almost didn't worry Jing Zhaoyin to death.

All the people from Jingzhao Mansion were sent out, and he arranged for people to watch all the streets and alleys in Shangjing.

He also greeted the city defense battalion and asked them to strengthen their patrols.

The matter of the little prince of the Jiaozhi Kingdom in his hand is not over yet, and he has to go to the post house with Honglu Temple again.

But at this moment, someone came to report that Mr. Li's family and Mr. Xie's young man had fought in the street, one of them had his head broken and the other his leg was broken.

Jing Zhaoyin was furious: "I didn't even give birth to three heads and six arms!"

"Is the person dead? If he's not dead, ask his family to take him back quickly!"

Every day is full of food.

Fighting all day long over a brothel girl or a cricket, if he gave birth to such a thing, he might as well give birth to a piece of barbecued pork!
The person who came to report could only retreat in embarrassment, he knew that the adults were very angry these days.

"But...the one whose head was broken was Princess Yi's own younger brother. The Xie family has already brought him back. Princess Yi even sent someone to invite the imperial physician. The Xie family insisted on suing that Mr. Li..."

Things like this between the powerful and aristocratic families are often left unreported.

The Xie family insisted on suing, so Jing Zhaoyin had to accept it.

Jing Zhaoyin:! ! !

Still face to sue?

The second ancestor of the Xie family, in his opinion, would be disgraceful to Master Xie Ruixie!
Fortunately, the Xie family still has an eldest son, otherwise Mr. Xie might be so angry with this ineffective young son that he would die young.

But no matter how ineffective, he is still his own son.

I can dislike him, I can beat and scold him, but I can't bear others to open the head of Mr. Xie.

Xie House.

Xie Rui was urgently called back from the Ministry of War by the old mother at home.

Concubine Yi Xie Linghua rushed over when her grandmother at home sent someone to beg her.

"Why are you calling me back in such a hurry?"

Xie Rui walked into the old lady's yard boldly and asked.

He is also very busy these days, the capital is now mixed with fish and dragons, and he has to beware of those ghosts and monsters who came with the envoys.

When he saw that his daughter who was supposed to be in Prince Yi's mansion was also in the mansion, his complexion changed.

"Father."

Xie Linghua supported his worried grandmother and said hello to Xie Rui.

"Ling Hua? Why are you back?" Xie Rui asked.

Before Xie Linghua could speak, Mrs. Xie burst into tears.

"My darling grandson, who is the one who is so cruel... If you die, how will grandma live!"

Unexpectedly, Xie Rui's mother came and said, "What happened?"

Seeing the old mother's sadness, Xie Rui knew that asking his mother would be impossible, so he looked at Xie Linghua.

Xie Linghua's eyes were also red, and he said: "My little brother had some conflicts with Mr. Li, and Mr. Li... smashed his head, and now... his life or death is uncertain."

Xie Rui's pupils shrank, as if he didn't know what she was talking about.

Suddenly, his eye sockets protruded, and he shouted: "This evil!"

The old lady Xie cried and scolded him: "An'er is like this and you still scold him... woo woo woo, this is still your own son."

Xie Rui gave his mother a hard look: "This rebellious son was spoiled by you, mother, he has today, and mother has to pay half of the responsibility!"

He had said earlier that every man should be sent to the barracks for drills, and the eldest son was thrown there by him for a few years, and he is now a good man with strong bones.

Only the youngest son was spoiled by his mother since he was a child, who would not let him be beaten or scolded.

Every time he made a mistake, as soon as he was about to teach that rebellious son a lesson, his mother came up crying to protect him.

The old lady Xie stopped crying, she didn't expect her son to say such words.

"Hey old lady, I'm dead... You don't treat your own son as a human being. Is it wrong for me to love my grandson?"

Xie Rui didn't bother to break up with her, but asked his daughter beside him: "Can you ask the imperial doctor? What's your brother's situation now?"

When Xie Linghua heard his father scolding his grandmother, he also felt that it was right.

The younger brother has reached the crown, but he is out of shape all day long.

Although he can live comfortably without doing anything in his life, who doesn't want his brother to have a good future?
In this way, I also have confidence.

"I begged King Yi to invite old Imperial Physician Lu, who is the most skilled at wounding in the Imperial Hospital. Imperial Physician Lu has been in for less than half an hour... I don't know the situation."

Xie Linghua said the last four words with some difficulty.

What she didn't say was that when Imperial Physician Lu saw his younger brother's injury, his complexion became a little gloomy, and he only said that he would try his best.

They were three brothers and sisters. Although she always disliked this idler brother, if something happened to him, Xie Linghua would be very sad.

So at that time, Jing Zhaoyin's people helped to send the younger brother back, and her grandmother said that she would sue the Li family boy, but she silently acquiesced.

If there is an accident because of this, the Li family will wait to pay for their lives...

There was a dark light in her eyes.

As soon as Xie Rui heard what his daughter meant, the anger on his face was instantly extinguished.

"This evil..."

He cursed again.

It's just that there is no more violent anger in the words, it seems to be just unconscious whispers.

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(End of this chapter)