Li Er of the Tang Dynasty: Ancestor Xie is here!

Chapter 197 Zhu·Fairy·Big Flirting Moth·My Money·Houcong

Zhu Houcong wore a fragrant leaf crown and held a chair. He looked at his angry cousin in front of him inexplicably.

It’s really baffling. Why did a nice chat come to me?

What's the matter with you? Much of the night.

"Brother Emperor, I have not offended you, have I?" Zhu Houcong switched to a defensive posture.

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out of his mouth, Zhu Houzhao's anger instantly reached a new level.

"You haven't offended me? You are my mother!" Zhu Houzhao, holding a stool, pointed at Zhu Houcong angrily: "What the hell did you do to my mother? Ah?"

Everyone looked on and had no intention of going up to break up the fight.

Li Qing conjured up a bunch of sofas and motioned to Lao Zhu and the others to sit down. He also took out melon seeds, drinks, beer and peanuts, and handed them to each one one by one.

Watch the fun. Li Qing's mouth shape is clearly this.

Everyone in the Zhu family understood and opened their beers one after another, ready to watch the show.

Zhu Youyi was not in a hurry. Of course he knew that his son would be fine, so he just let it go.

Besides, with so many ancestors watching here, can Zhu Houzhao be allowed to kill Zhu Houcong?

It was okay not to say this. Once he said it, Zhu Houcong immediately understood what was going on.

Oh, if you co-operate with your miserable mother to commit suicide, I have to let him do it?

His anger also rose. Over the years, he was really angry with Queen Mother Zhang. These old ladies are really ignorant of current affairs.

As long as the Queen Mother Zhang was honest and responsible, Zhu Houcong would not do anything to her.

"If you don't tell me, I've forgotten about this!" Zhu Houcong's anger also rose: "You still have the nerve to criticize me? As a son, you spoil your mother and let her do whatever you want, even to the point of eating everything in and out. ! As an emperor, you indulge your dog-like uncles, who are you talking to me here!"

"I don't know what your relationship with your mother who has killed a thousand swords is like, but I know that your mother relies on her status every day to shout and show off her power with my mother. Who the hell is she? She is here with me. What role does my mother play? She doesn’t even urinate and take photos, and she has fallen into this situation. Is it her own fault?"

Zhu Houzhao gasped violently, and his reason told him that there was nothing wrong with what Zhu Houzhao said, but he still felt that he couldn't stand it in terms of face.

It wasn't that he wanted to stand up for his mother, but he mainly felt that he had been slapped in the face.

"Usually, her two younger brothers, one Zhang Yanling and the other Zhang Heling, are like dogs. Dogs use their power to bully others. I have long disliked them! In my Jiajing Dynasty, why didn't they behave with their tails between their legs? I entered the palace at that time I was only fourteen years old! Fourteen years old! Because of my young age, your mother pushed me everywhere and tried to unite the courtiers to suppress me. Don’t say that you have never experienced such a thing!"

The more he talks, the angrier he gets, and the angrier he gets, the more he talks. This is Zhu Houcong's current mental state.

When he said this, he raised his stool and threw it at Zhu Houzhao.

"Fuck you! You still have the nerve to yell at me. If I don't give you a good beating today, it's hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart!"

Zhu Houzhao dodged nimbly, threw away the stool, and rushed towards Zhu Houcong.

"Okay, let's just use our fists. I'll see if your fists are strong today! Let's see how you fight!"

Zhu Houcong was punched in the face, and red streaks flowed out from his nose. He didn't wipe it off, just yelled "good" and then punched him with his backhand.

"Oh, yes, just hit him like this!" Zhu Xi cheered happily from the side: "Yes, Zhu Houzhao, punch him in the stomach! Oh, oh, oh, Zhu Houzhao, how do you pull out people's hair? Oh yes, beautiful, this punch is strong! "

The two emperors rolled into a ball on the ground. They didn't look like emperors at all. One was more embarrassed than the other.

"Kick me!" Zhu Houcong roared loudly, raised his knees and hit them upwards.

"Zhu Houzhao! You are so fucking evil!" Zhu Houzhao hunched over in pain, and his long face turned purple.

It hurts, it hurts too much!

It's really hard to describe the overwhelming feeling.

Anyway, Zhu Houzhao lost his energy for a while, and was beaten violently by Zhu Houcong while riding on him.

"Hey, hey, hey, Zhu Houcong, you bastard, are you so cruel? Don't you have to cut off your descendants now?" Zhu Xi slapped his thigh: "Civilized fight, civilized fight, don't leave the root of the disease..."

I really didn't expect that this otaku Taoist priest who took drugs every day could actually put up a fight and press Zhu Houzhao, who had been practicing martial arts for many years, to the ground and rub him.

Rub rub rub rub rub on this smooth ground.

Seeing that the two men were almost fighting, Zhu Fan and Zhu Ru immediately stepped forward to separate the two men.

Two dignified emperors beat each other like a scolding shrew. How is this inappropriate?

Don't tell me, these two people fought for thirteen times and seemed to have calmed down.

"I don't owe you anymore." Zhu Houzhao lay on the ground and sighed.

"What do you owe me?" Zhu Houcong snorted coldly, wondering what kind of medicine Zhu Houzhao was selling in the gourd.

Of course he felt that Zhu Houzhao owed him, but this matter... Zhu Houzhao brought it up himself. His intuition told him that his cousin must be holding back something bad.

Don't ask, just ask.

Zhu Houzhao sighed: "I know what my mother is like. But as a son, I can't bear to hear that she is so... well, miserable. But I can't forgive you for this matter. I owe you your."

"Actually, the years I was in power were quite..."

At this point, Zhu Houzhao couldn't talk any more.

What else can be said? My mother and I are not of the same mind, eating everything inside and outside, and just trying to support my younger brother? Although this matter was not a secret, he still couldn't tell it.

Without him, he couldn't afford to lose this person.

"It's difficult for you too, I know." Zhu Houcong put his hands behind his head: "I don't speak well. It's hard to describe what your parents are like. I think if I hadn't relied on such a great etiquette to occupy the natural principles of filial piety and justice, I would still have It’s really hard to compete with Thief Yang and others.”

"These years have become more and more difficult. The imperial court has spent excessively, corruption is rampant in the officialdom, and the officials are colluding." Zhu Houcong took a deep breath: "Civil officials are like leeks, one group is defeated by another, and another group comes. I am Tired, really tired..."

"The imperial court is providing disaster relief, but Taicang can't raise any money, and they want me to get it from the internal funds!" Zhu Houcong took a deep breath and roared: "My money!"

"They stole the money! They asked me to come out of the internal funds, so why should I thank them?"

"Kill, then kill!" Lao Zhu said viciously from the side.

Having said this, he stood up and asked Zhu Ping and others to do something together.

Just after seeing what Zhu Houcong did, Lao Zhu only felt sad.

What a great talent, what a smart person, but it's a pity that he is not in the right place. "Children! Come on!" Lao Zhu shouted loudly, like a thunderbolt from the blue: "Beat! I won't be able to relieve the hatred in my heart until I kill this bastard who only cares about pleasure!"

After listening to Lao Zhu's order, Zhu Fan took the lead. He has long wanted to show off in front of his father. The eldest brother is the prince, and the second brother has become the chief minister, so he, the king of Jin, has to cause some trouble no matter what.

Right, no matter what happens, you have to give me a big man like me a new cavalry force of ten thousand people, right?

Lao Zhu: Let’s see what you can do. You, the king of Jin, want to raise a cavalry of ten thousand people. So, as the emperor, we can’t raise a hundred thousand cavalry?

Before Zhu Houcong could realize what had happened to his kidney, he was pushed to the ground by a group of people and beaten violently by a group of men.

"We will let you focus on cultivating the mysteries!" Lao Zhu's big foot stepped on Zhu Houcong's face viciously.

Zhu Houcong let out a scream, but he did not dare to resist. The people in front of him were from his ancestors, and they were different from the group of palace ladies who wanted to kill him.

Filial piety is so important these days, unless Lao Zhu wants to beat him to death, he would not dare to run away.

Zhu Houzhao stood up and looked at the battle group. Seeing that Zhu Houcong was not paying attention to him, he stretched out his foot and stepped on Zhu Houcong's vital part.

"Ouch!" Zhu Houcong let out a wolf howl, and the feeling of a chicken flying like an egg is simply...

There is no way to describe it.

"Zhu Houzhao! Your uncle!" Zhu Houcong opened his eyes wide: "Didn't you say it's over?"

He was so sad and angry that Zhu Houzhao didn't mean what he said, bah bah bah...

"I didn't say that you had done something to me about severing my descendants!" Zhu Houzhao glared and cursed, "You are so despicable! You actually hit my vitals. If the immortal master hadn't had the elixir, I would have been dead for the rest of my life. It’s useless!”

"Stop his mouth!" Lao Zhu said viciously to Zhu Ping.

Zhu Xi was ordered to take off his socks and stuff them into Zhu Houcong's mouth.

"Ugh..." Zhu Houcong rolled his eyes in disgust. This was too weird...

"We will let you focus on cultivating mystical knowledge and ignore government affairs!" Lao Zhu scolded while beating him: "We will let you appoint treacherous ministers and make you unable to retreat!"

The appointment of treacherous ministers should refer to Yan Song and his son; the inability to retreat was a matter of the Gengxu Revolution in the 29th year of Jiajing. They huddled in Beijing and did not dare to go out and touch Anda Khan.

Zhu Houcong twisted and twisted on the ground like a maggot, struggling constantly.

"Your Majesty, they recruit..."

Huang Jin hurried over, only to see his emperor being pushed to the ground and beaten violently by his ancestors.

Loyalty told him that he should save people, but reason told him that he had nothing to do with it.

Tube? How to manage? The Zajia is just a eunuch, can he manage the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty?

It is only natural for an ancestor to beat his grandson! He hinted to himself in his mind.

"Did you do it?" Lao Zhu signaled to stop beating people and sneered: "Tell me, which wise minister instigated it?"

"Go back to Grandpa Taizu," Huang Jin said without saying a word. He knelt on the ground and made three solid noises: "It's... uh, it's Wang Ningbin. Interrogating Wang Ningbin didn't yield any results. She didn't know who it was. She just I know he is a foreign minister."

"It's enough to know that he is a foreign minister." Lao Zhu said with a cold smile as if he had a toothache: "I think your court should be cleaned carefully..."

"Then...how to deal with those traitors?" Huang Jin asked again.

"We were thinking just now, why didn't they stab you to death, you bastard?" Zhu Yuanzhang stretched out his hand and patted Zhu Houcong's head as if he were patting a dog, "Peel these seventeen people and that Wang Ning concubine. Hang the grass in the cold palace as a warning, then kill the nine tribes, hook up with foreign ministers and others, and why are you keeping them? Keep them with you to celebrate the New Year?"

"As for the maid who reported to the queen, who was she called?" Lao Zhu sneered: "Just reward her with a whole body. Do it quickly and don't make others suffer."

"Yes..." Huang Jin got the order and ran away with his tail between his legs.

It is forbidden for a palace maid to hook up with a foreign minister, and for the following offenses, no matter which one of these two items, no emperor can tolerate. Besides, Lao Zhu has a bad temper. Even Zhu Qizhen of the Jingtai Dynasty could peel off the last straw, but what about you palace ladies? The main theme is equality between men and women.

After giving the order, Lao Zhu looked at Zhu Houcong again.

"After taking care of their affairs, I'll take care of you next."

Zhu Houcong shook his head wildly, but because his mouth was blocked by Zhu Xiang's socks, he could only make a whining sound and could not say anything to beg for mercy.

"Hey, what do you mean by shaking your head?" Old Zhu was amused: "Do you mean we should hit lightly? I understand, children, continue to hit carefully!"

"Okay!" Zhu Houzhao was the first to respond. He rolled up his sleeves and gave him an iron fist.

Everyone immediately held down Zhu Houcong and continued to beat him violently, fearing that when Lao Zhu would stop, they would not be able to beat him enough.

"Tell me! Do you know you are wrong?" Zhu Xi asked while typing.

Zhu Houcong was speechless and could only say huh huh.

"Second brother, your mouth is stuffed." The kind-hearted Zhu Fan reminded at the side.

"Oh, it's stuffed." Zhu Xi nodded, reached out and patted Zhu Houcong's head: "If you don't want me to take it off for you, just nod."

Zhu Houcong didn't react for a while. Perhaps his brain was dulled by the beating. He started nodding without thinking.

"This is the first time I've heard of such a request, so I'll satisfy you." Zhu Xi tightened the smelly socks in Zhu Houcong's mouth in the regretful and frightened eyes of Zhu Houcong, "Brothers, come on, hit me. ~Ah~"

"Uh huh!" Zhu Houcong watched in horror as the belt in his eyes grew bigger and bigger until it hit him.

Originally, Empress Fang had already reached the door of Qianqing Palace. When she saw that the ancestors were still there and continued to violently abuse her husband, she left without even thinking about it.

This matter has nothing to do with me.

As the saying goes, husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster strikes. In order to prevent the belt from falling on her, Queen Fang decisively chose one word: Run!

But she thought wrong. Lao Zhu is not the kind of person who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong. She usually doesn't do anything famously wrong, so it doesn't do anything to her.

What's more, she was a hero in rescuing the driver today.

Lao Zhu's anger is now all vented on Zhu Houcong. In his opinion, Zhu Houcong is not the same type as Zhu Youtang and Zhu Houzhao. Zhu Youtang is the kind of person who cherishes feathers and has soft ears; Zhu Houzhao is the kind of person whose father didn't teach him enough and who can't play well himself. Therefore, Lao Zhu also took care of Zhu Houzhao. After all, this boy had done his best.

But Zhu Houcong is different. This kid has the ability and the skills, but he doesn't do it well and fails halfway.

Lao Zhu swore viciously in his heart that if he didn't beat the shit out of Zhu Houcong today, he would beat the shit out of Zhu Houcong!

(There is another chapter today. I will catch up on my sleep first and get up early to have my teeth filled. I just got home)

(End of this chapter)