Prince Zhao Lingji was sitting in the Chengde Hall where he had arrived. When the time came, Fu Wang, who had been beaten in front of the main hall, was transferred to the courtyard of the back hall and continued to bear the board. Without seeing his younger brother, the prince wanted to ask why he didn’t see King Fu, so he heard Wang Shunzi’s cry from the back hall: "Master!"

The prince frowned and asked Chen Jinzhong, who had come to welcome him: "How many boards will Fu Wang suffer today?"

Chen Jinzhong: "If you return to your Highness, the sacred decree is to beat the blessing prince 80."

The corner of the prince's mouth twitched, and the eighty board came down. Can his brother still survive?

"His Royal Highness," Chen Gonggong whispered a message to the prince: "It's only twenty shots now."

The prince coughed slightly.

Chen Jinzhong looked helpless, they had no other way except to keep the energy and slow down the board.

With a smile on his face, Chen Jinzhong said to the prince: "His Royal Highness, the Lord has asked you to enter the hall just like this."

The prince sat on his shoulders and nodded. He had a sudden high fever yesterday, but he had just retreated from the fever, and his body didn't have much strength. If it hadn't been for the King Fu to get into trouble again, and the prince would come to intercede for this younger brother, the prince should have taken the medicine and fell asleep now.

Emperor Dongsheng frowned when he saw the prince, and he felt that his eldest son had lost weight again? This face was too ugly, the window paper was as pale as a living person in the eyes of Emperor Dongsheng.

Chen Jinzhong and the great **** Liu Bao who served the prince helped the prince down their shoulders. The prince waved their hands at the two, and Chen Jinzhong and Liu Baocai let go.

"Father," the prince wanted to salute.

Emperor Dongsheng said, "Sit down."

Chen Jinzhong hurriedly moved a chair for the prince, and it was placed in the lower left corner of Emperor Dongsheng.

"Father, King Fu," the prince would plead for King Fu after sitting down.

Emperor Dongsheng said: "That wicked son owes him a fight."

The prince laughed and glanced at Chen Jinzhong and Liu Bao at the same time.

"Go out," Emperor Dongsheng said.

Chen Jinzhong and Liu Bao hurriedly bowed and retired, and they did not dare to go far, so they stood at the gate of the hall.

"Xiaofuqi went to Tushan Wangfu?" The prince called Fuwang's nickname and asked Emperor Dongsheng.

Emperor Dongsheng said: "Yes, he wants to kill Zhao Lingxiao."

The prince coughed again. The year-round illness made the prince's body thin, almost covered in skin and bones. If there is no psychological preparation, the prince may be frightened at first glance, because the prince is like a moving skeleton. .

The Emperor Dongsheng now heard the prince cough, and his face remained unchanged in the face of thousands of troops, and the calm and composed emperor felt flustered. "You go back," Emperor Dongsheng said to the prince: "That kid Zhao Lingchen can't be beaten to death. What are you worried about him for?"

Worry about your brother, you might as well worry about yourself.

The prince smiled bitterly and said: "Father, Xiaofuqi has not been able to get along with Zhao Lingxiao since childhood. Why are you so angry this time? Isn't Xiaofuqi injured more severely than Zhao Lingxiao?"

After taking a few breaths, the prince said again: "Father's emperor calls Changkong into the palace for a while, do you have to beat him up to 80? After all, a bowl of water needs to be leveled."

Emperor Dongsheng glanced at the prince.

"Father, please spare the little blessing," the prince said with a smile.

The prince and Fu Wang were half-brothers, and their appearances were similar. For example, the eyes were deep eye sockets, rounded eyes and pointed apricot eyes, but the prince's appearance was not as brilliant as Fu Wang. The prince was gentle and smiled. He just smiled so lightly, regardless of whether the majesty was really smiling, his smile just made people feel happy. Like a spring breeze, it was the feeling the prince gave when he laughed.

This is how Fuwang's board ended, and it was his prince and brother who saved him.

When King Fu was framed into the hall by two eunuchs, Zhao Lingyun also went to the gate of the imperial palace.

"What is he here for?" Emperor Dongsheng asked Chen Jinzhong, who had been in the hall to report.

"Let him in, let him in," Fu Wang shouted: "Zhao Da was also beaten by Zhao Lingxiao. Father, if you don't believe me, then you let Zhao Da in, you ask Zhao Da."

Chen Jinzhong was really convinced by King Fu. If the sage doesn’t believe you, he will believe what Zhao Xilou said? Who is better than you two boss and second child?

Emperor Dongsheng nodded at Chen Jinzhong and asked Chen Jinzhong to bring Zhao Lingyun in. His Majesty the Emperor remembered, and the person who saved A Sui was Zhao Lingyun. Now this one is coming, does this one know something?

Chen Jinzhong led out, and Emperor Dongsheng asked King Fu to accompany the prince to the side hall, "Let the emperor come and see," Emperor Dongsheng said to King Fu, "Your brother has been coughing all the time."

Fu Wang glanced at the prince who was covering his mouth and coughing. This time, the prince was obediently obedient. Nothing matters to his prince brother.

When the little **** who led the way walked into the Chengde Hall, Zhao Lingyun took a deep breath and asked the little **** without words, "Didn’t you say that Lord Fu was being beaten? What about someone else? He was really beaten? Why didn't you see him? The one he intercedes?"

Qian Kun told him that the prince had come to intercede for King Fu. Why didn't he see the King Fu who was stripped of his pants and touched the board? The prince succeeded in interceding? So fast? Or is the old money talking nonsense with him?

The little **** looked back at Zhao Lingyun and said, "The prince has already been beaten."

Zhao Lingyun: "Huh? He was beaten up? When will Zhao Lingxiao be beaten?"

The little **** thought, why would the elder son be beaten? Is this great master really suffering from a brain disease, just like the rumors?

"I heard that you want Zhao Lingxiao to be beaten?" In the hall, Emperor Dongsheng raised his hand to make Zhao Lingyun flat, and asked.

Zhao Lingyun glanced at Chen Jinzhong. Why is this chief executive's mouth so broken? He said that to the little eunuch, and this one even ran forward to tell the story.

"What do you think Chen Jinzhong is doing?" Emperor Dongsheng asked.

Zhao Lingyun: "Oh, oh, sage, the minister thinks that Zhao Lingxiao is going to rebel!"

Grandpa Chen sighed silently, as King Fu and Sheng said the same, and then the prince was dragged out and beaten.

"How many soldiers and horses does he have in his hand," Dongsheng asked: "He is rebelling in the capital?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Uh."

"If you don't do business, follow Zhao Lingchen every day!" Emperor Dongsheng got angry when he saw it.

Zhao Lingyun hurriedly said: "If you don't have soldiers on hand, you can't rebel? Ha ha, your sage, the minister doesn't understand this."

Grandpa Chen looked up at this one, sir, you can really speak.

Emperor Dongsheng sat down slowly, and said, "What are you doing in the palace?"

Let's just talk about business. This is the same thing as King Fu, and there is no serious thing in his mouth. Emperor Dongsheng feels that he does not have to make it difficult for him to talk about a brain disease.

"Oh, it's like this, Saint, the minister is here to ask for medicine," Mr. Zhao said immediately: "The minister just saved a child on the way home. The minister came for him, and the child is about to die. I am counting on you to help me."

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