Yu Jun

Chapter 434 Fighting

Everyone knew that Hou Fu was nostalgic and courageous, and ignored his hesitant words.

After Huang Yunshu's death, his subordinate Hubu envoy was forty-eight years old. He was an official of the fourth rank. He was familiar with the household registration records of the four states. He was good at maneuvering. He was a clever man. When Cheng Ting mentioned the emperor's marriage, he had an idea in his heart. He cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, this matter involves The Crown Prince must not be rash. I have a young son who I love very much. He is seventeen years old. He is very talented and has a wealth of knowledge. I will bring my son into the palace today. Please take a look at it."

After hearing this, the others suddenly felt enlightened - if they could have a son or nephew at His Majesty's bedside, why should he care about the inferiority of men and women?

Cheng Ting saw that many people were ready to make a move and became anxious.

He was paving the way for Wu Jin, how could these people recommend themselves!

He then looked at this man's big face, with the facial features distributed as he pleased. It was hideously ugly, and he immediately said sarcastically: "How dare you think about it, old man."

He asked seriously, "What do you mean?"

Before Cheng Taishan had time to cover Cheng Ting's mouth, Cheng Ting had already started to talk: "Your son is very talented, but the academy is unknown. I'm afraid he is stupid and has no luck, so you want to use it as a favor. What? My dear, fart!"

The seriousness made him get half of what he was thinking - the youngest son was indeed stupid and ignorant, but he was indeed his beloved son.

He was so angry that Cheng Ting kept talking, trying to stop everyone else's thoughts: "If you look like this, how can your son be better? It's not okay to choose a son-in-law for Your Majesty. It must be done." You have to have a good appearance...no, be handsome!"

Serious ugliness has become a concern for him. No one else mentions it, but he is still heartbroken, let alone someone exposing it with just one sentence. His face immediately twitched, and before Cheng Taishan came out to teach his son, he picked up the bamboo wat and smashed it at Cheng Ting. : "You bastard!"

Before everyone could recover, they heard a "bang" and Cheng Tingfu's head fell to the ground. He screamed "ouch" and squatted down with his head covered.

Cheng Taishan's mind buzzed, and he stepped forward and was about to help Cheng Ting. Cheng Ting had already stood up, and with lightning speed, he hit him with a wat board and severely beat him.

He took a serious step back to the crowd of civil servants, and the two ran out of a whirlpool. The courtiers were in chaos. Cheng Taishan pushed aside the crowd and was about to grab the lapel of Cheng Ting's clothes, but Cheng Ting had already turned around.

"Evil! Stop it quickly!"

The civil servants were in a mess, and they were no match for Cheng Ting. They were hit by Cheng Ting several times, and almost broke his old bones. When Cheng Ting stopped, he hit Cheng Ting on the head again with a wat board. superior.

When he was about to hit him a second time, Wu Jin had already stretched out his long legs to stand between the two of them, and tightly grasped the serious man's wrist with one hand: "How can I not stop if I don't stop?"

On the golden stage, Mo Lingfeng said coldly: "Nonsense!"

The courtiers fell silent immediately, and hurriedly returned to their original positions under the signal from Wu Jin's eyes. The faces of the two dizzy people suddenly turned pale, and each of them shivered and knelt down in the middle.

Half of Cheng Ting's face was covered in blood - the Wat Ban broke his head.

It doesn't seem to be a serious problem, but after all, I am old, and within half a day, my body will be so sore that I can't get out of bed.

He thought that he actually did it in the court hall, and most of his three souls and seven souls were gone, and his limbs were covered with bones, and they were all cold.

Cheng Taishan bowed to apologize for his son, but Mo Lingfeng had already stood up and waved his sleeves fiercely: "Cheng Ting kneels here! Wu Jin goes to Wende Hall and retreats from the court!"

She strode away, and the courtier retreated tremblingly, limping heavily and walking out. Cheng Taishan supported him, apologized to him, and promised him that he would plead with His Majesty.

Wu Jin took out the handkerchief and asked Cheng Ting to hold the wound, and left from Ziwei Hall.

Cheng Ting was like a big bird, with a bald head and two wings dragging behind him. He knelt on the ground dejectedly, with stars in his eyes in pain and smoke in his orifices from thirst.

It took a full hour before the eldest sister of the Cheng family came as ordered.

Cheng Ting felt dizzy and stood up with the help of two palace attendants. His legs were like pins and needles and he couldn't move forward: "Sister..."

The eldest sister of the Cheng family was angry and distressed. She stretched out two fingers, grabbed Cheng Ting's arm hard, and said angrily: "You deserve it!"

She asked the palace attendants to bring him a wet handkerchief to wipe his face: "Your Majesty wants to see you, so be careful with your words and deeds. Do you remember?"

She took off the veil and looked closely at the wound. The wound was under the forehead. Fortunately, it only looked horrifying and did not hurt the inside.

Cheng Ting gasped in pain, rubbed his legs and said, "I know."

He bent down to pick up the veil and put it on his head: "Give me the veil and wipe it again."

The eldest sister of the Cheng family took the clean towel from the palace servant and handed it to him. He took it and wiped his face and hands, then straightened his clothes, grinning and said, "I'll go to the official room first."

He first went to the official room to relieve himself, and then followed the palace officials to Wende Palace. He stood on the corridor outside the palace door and waited for the summons. After a while, palace officials took him to the East Side Palace.

The tables in the side hall are scattered in an orderly manner. In the middle is a set of "Four Bu's", a round table and five pillars. Mo Lingfeng changed into a white uniform, her high bun was replaced by a low bun, and she wore a mutton-fat white jade crown, hanging Although he was wearing a gold necklace, he still felt unapproachable. Sitting on the pillar, he glanced at Cheng Ting who was saluting: "Do you think I won't punish you?"

Cheng Ting shook his head and held back a few words for a while: "I don't dare."

"Do you know why you were punished?"

"I know, in the court, my ministers spoke rudely."

Mo Lingfeng said in a deep voice: "In the solemn place of the court, you use your words to attack and annihilate the courtiers. If I don't punish you severely, the courtiers will think that I am biased and will feel resentful. But I can't I only punish you, if you severely hit someone with a wat board, you should be punished even more. How to punish and how to consider the severity is another difficult problem."

She pointed hard at Cheng Ting's forehead: "At this moment, you are kneeling down unjustly."

Cheng Ting lowered his head: "I know I was wrong."

"I have been discussing with Prime Minister Wu for a long time, and I will fine you to stay in seclusion for three months, calm down and recuperate, hand over the shipyard affairs to Shi Yuan, and severely fine you one year's salary."

It was lifted high and fell gently.

Cheng Tingyou wanted Mo Lingfeng to exchange him for severe punishment, but he didn't dare to open his mouth and could only express his gratitude with a frown on his face.

Mo Lingfeng's expression softened slightly: "Sit down."

"I don't dare."

Wu Jin came in with the golden sore medicine and pushed Cheng Ting: "Sit down."

Cheng Ting glanced at Mo Lingfeng quietly and saw that Mo Lingfeng's face was fine, so he sat down and asked Wu Jin to give him medicine.

The wound was tearing and painful. Cheng Ting gritted his teeth and endured it. After applying the medicine, Cheng Ting gradually relaxed with Wu Jin by his side. Just when he was about to reach out to pour tea, Mo Lingfeng said: "Wu Jin, yesterday the treasury sent calligraphy and paintings. There is a letter posted on the desk in the main hall, which is the original work of Lu Ji——"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Jin stood up immediately: "Lu Ji!"

He strode to the main hall, and only Mo Lingfeng and Cheng Ting were left in the side hall.

Cheng Ting stared at the teapot and thought: "Wu Jin come back soon!"

When Yinshi came out of the house, he had never drank water. He only remembered to go to the official room, but he forgot to ask his eldest sister for water.

Mo Lingfeng was mortal and could not hear his voice, but as soon as he saw his eyes rolling, he knew what he wanted to do.

Determined to test his temper, she picked up the tea cup and drank tea slowly.

(End of this chapter)