This battle caused everyone to become dazed. The Ninth Prince was … standing up?
Emperor Tianwu had a pleased smile on his face, "Old ninth is still more handsome standing up." He was the classic example of someone who was not afraid of things getting out of hand. He loudly shouted, "Continue fighting! There are so many people watching! "
Xuan Tianming curled his lips into a devilish smile, "What's the rush. Wait until he's seated properly."
Looking at Xing Haisheng, who had been forced into the wheelchair, he did not know if it was because he had suffered internal injuries or because he was not used to the wheelchair. As soon as he sat down, he began to sway. He felt that the ground was definitely uneven. Otherwise, why would the wheelchair continue to spin without stopping?
Qian Zhou's imperial uncle angrily shouted: "Why have you still not gotten out of the wheelchair!"
These words finally reminded Xing Haisheng. His mind cleared up, and he began to circulate his energy through his dantian, rushing upward.
Unfortunately, before his butt could completely leave the wheelchair, Xuan Tianming slapped him on the shoulder with the back of his blade, slapping him back down.
One wanted to leave the wheelchair, and the other wanted to prevent him from leaving the wheelchair. Like this, 30 moves were quickly over. Xuan Tianming did not want to continue fighting. Flicking the back of his blade, he picked up the sword that Xing Haisheng had been holding. Once the sword left his hand, it immediately left the scabbard. With a swing of his blade, the sword was cut in two.
"Boring." A certain person nimbly stopped and shook his head, saying: "Cutting a borrowed sword is pointless. At a later date, bring your own weapon and fight I again. Right now, "He glanced at the wheelchair that person was sitting in and revealed a devilish smile," Right now, get up for I! "
As soon as the words left his mouth, a figure flashed. No one could clearly see when the Ninth Prince moved or how he moved. All they saw was a blur in front of their eyes and a bag-like object was thrown far away. That object was none other than Qian Zhou's general, Xing Haisheng. Xuan Tianming pushed her out of his wheelchair, then sat back in the wheelchair and waved in a direction, "Hengheng, come and push I."
Feng Yu Heng giggled as she stepped forward to push the wheelchair. Her small hand took the opportunity to pinch the back of his neck.
Who asked you to pretend?
Feng Yu Heng was unhappy, but there were two other people that were even more unhappy. They were Qian Zhou's imperial uncle and the government official, Chang Da. The Imperial Uncle angrily said, "His Ninth Highness's leg injury has clearly healed, so why is he still sitting in a wheelchair?"
Xuan Tianming glanced at him and answered seriously, "Because I'm lazy."
"Hmph!" The Imperial Uncle flung his sleeve, his expression turning even uglier.
Xuan Tianming was puzzled. "What does it have to do with you whether I'm in a wheelchair or not? Did I need you to push me? "
General Ping Nan had already found the people of Qian Zhou to be an eyesore, so he also chimed in, saying: "That's right. Eating your Qian Zhou's food and drinking your Qian Zhou's water? You care about the heavens and the earth, yet you care about what other people's children sit in? "
With just a few words, the Imperial Uncle's face turned red. He was unable to say a single word. Someone had already gone to carry Xing Haisheng back. That person lowered his head in shame, not daring to say a single word.
Xuan Tianming turned his head to look at the officials to his left and right. With great dissatisfaction, he said: "I's legs have been healed by county princess Ji An. What is it, you don't have anything to say?"
All of the officials quickly kneeled and kowtowed: "This official congratulates his Highness Prince Yu on the recovery of his legs!"
Only then did he nod his head in satisfaction, "Alright, you may all rise." He then looked at Tianwu and loudly said: "Son has caused father Emperor to worry."
"I'm not worried, I'm not worried!" Tianwu repeatedly waved his hand. It was clearly a polite thing to say, but why did he feel that old ninth's complexion was a little off?
Zhang Yuan poked him and quietly said: "Your legs were already injured to that degree. How could you not be worried."
Oh! He nodded and quickly changed his words: "In the past, I was worried, but isn't your wife a divine doctor?! Last time, she already promised Us that your legs would definitely recover. We even made a bet with that damn eunuch Zhang Yuan. We said that you would recover by the end of the year, but he insisted that it would be next year. He lost 100 taels of silver to Us. Look, look, it's father Emperor that has more confidence in you, right? "
Zhang Yuan nearly bit his own tongue off. Your Majesty, for the sake of getting on your son's good side, you sold me out like this?
With a heavy expression, he quietly said to Tianwu: "This servant does not have any money."
"Later on, We will reward you with some." Zhang Yuan felt that being rewarded was quite good and nodded his head in satisfaction. Who knew that Tianwu would add: "After rewarding me, you can just compensate Us."
'Let him die first!'
Feng Yu Heng truly could not bear for the father and son to continue to lose face like this, so she quickly picked up where they left off: "Father Emperor, at present, the production of steel has already begun. I trust that, given enough time, Dashun's soldiers will be able to use steel as weapons. When the time comes, would father Emperor be able to personally inspect the military camp. "
Xuan Tianming also said: "Indeed, you should personally go and take a look. With 30 thousand pieces of steel in hand, that scene could not be described with just the word 'spectacular'."
Tianwu's heart began to itch from what the two had said, as he repeatedly nodded, "Good! Good! When the steel has been produced, We will definitely go and take a look. "
The officials of Dashun began to discuss, and the topic of discussion revolved around the steel blade. Feng Jin Yuan wanted to go forward and speak with Feng Yu Heng a few times, but seeing that her cold gaze did not even look at him, he lost the courage.
At this time, a eunuch quickly ran forward and kneeled on the ground, saying: "Reporting to your Majesty, the grandson of the Qian Zhou family has been found."
"Oh?" Tianwu asked: "Where was he found? Has he been brought back? "
The eunuch replied: "He was found in the capital. He has already been brought back to the palace."
When the imperial uncle from Qian Zhou heard that his grandson had been found, he immediately became emotional and anxiously asked: "Where is he? Where is he? "
At this time, a voice came from the other side of the hall: "Grandfather! Kun 'er is here! "
Feng Yu Heng trembled, Kun 'er? It really was something that he dared to say.
Following the dwarf's shout, he was also brought to the middle of the square. Tianwu saw that he was wrapped in a blanket and felt that it was a little strange, "On such a hot day, what are you wrapped in a blanket for?"
The dwarf dropped to his knees and kowtowed three times to Tianwu. He then sobbed and said: "I beg your Majesty to support Kun 'er!"
Tianwu was puzzled: "Support what?" Thinking a bit more, "Oh, I heard that he was kidnapped?"
The imperial uncle from Qian Zhou also came forward and saluted, saying: "The thief is rampant. I hope that your Majesty will investigate."
Tianwu asked the soldier that had brought him over, "Tell me, what happened?"
The soldier was the one that had been stopped by the dwarf Feng Kun at the entrance of the county princess' manor. He immediately recounted what had happened earlier to everyone. He then looked at Feng Kun with great confusion: "I really don't understand why the grandson of the Qian Zhou family would run to the wilderness on his own. If it was not for him running into lady Yao, perhaps he would have been eaten by wild animals, right?"
The imperial uncle from Qian Zhou lost it: "What a bunch of nonsense. Did you not hear Kun 'er say that he was kidnapped?"
The soldier rolled his eyes and thought to himself, you're an imperial uncle from Qian Zhou. Why did you come to Dashun to show off? He then threw out a fact: "Lady Yao came back from the military camp. How could she have the time to come to the capital to kidnap the grandson then walk around the countryside. Calculating the time, it doesn't seem right!"
Feng Kun quickly picked up where he left off: "It was me that went out to play. Along the way, I ran into those thieves. Not only did they hang me from a tree, they also threw me into a river. "
"Oh!" The soldier laughed once more, "On the way into the palace, this lowly one wanted to say that the grandson of the Qian Zhou family was quite fast! You went out to play in the middle of the night, right? "
Tianwu understood what was going on. Glaring at Feng Kun, he asked: "When did you run into Yao shi?"
Feng Kun knew that this lie could not stand up to scrutiny. Looking deeper, it was full of holes, thus he simply played the part of a child, "I forgot."
The imperial uncle from Qian Zhou had an angry expression, "Your Majesty, Kun 'er is still young. Running out to play is normal, but how could that woman, Yao shi, be so vicious. She …"
Slap!
Suddenly, before he could finish speaking, the imperial uncle from Qian Zhou felt his vision blur. It was as though something had flashed past. Following this, his face suddenly became hot. It was as though something had flowed down. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch it and actually found that his hand was covered in blood.
Dashun's officials all covered their mouths and snickered, thinking to themselves that it served him right. Before visiting Dashun, he did not do any more homework. Of all the people he could curse, he had to curse county princess Ji 'an's mother? Whipping you is already considered light. I haven't even used a steel knife to hit you. If you really were to be slapped to death, it would just be a sacrifice to the knife.
Qian Zhou's imperial uncle was dazed. Enduring the pain, he looked for the source. He immediately saw the whip in Xuan Tianming's hand and angrily opened his mouth to curse. Before he could say anything, he heard Emperor Tianwu say: "What is it? Are you preparing to curse Our ninth prince? "
Qian Zhou's imperial uncle was stunned, and his mind immediately began to work again. The reports of the ruler of Dashun favoring the Ninth Prince without distinguishing between right and wrong flooded his mind. This included the fact that the Ninth Prince had followed suit and favoured county princess Ji 'an without distinguishing between right and wrong. He began to feel a lingering fear. He was a citizen of Qian Zhou, and he had come to Dashun without any luck. This was equivalent to a sheep entering a wolf's den. If he said even a single word, he would lose his head!
But if he did not say anything, he would feel wronged. He could only say to Tianwu: "Your Majesty, my Qian Zhou has paid tribute year after year. We have always abided by our duties as a vassal state. Why are you …"
"Abided by our duties?" Xuan Tianming spoke to the heavens, "Qian Zhou has wild ambitions. You said that lady Yao hung this dwarf from a tree and threw him into the river? I will tell you that that's right. That's exactly what was done. This is considered light. If it was not for lady Yao being soft-hearted, based on I's intentions, he would have been washed clean and cut into pieces before being thrown into a pot to be boiled. "
"You-" Qian Zhou's imperial uncle was extremely shocked. For Xuan Tianming to suddenly speak so viciously, this gave him a bad premonition. If it was not for the other side having a handle on him, even if he was the Ninth Prince, he would not have dared to tear at Qian Zhou like this. It had to be known that Kun 'er had come to Dashun as the grandson of Qian Zhou's imperial family. That was someone of imperial blood!
He realized that things were not good, but he did not have time to think about the reason. He quickly went forward and pulled Feng Kun into his embrace. Only then did he say: "Forget it, Qian Zhou is a vassal state. It's natural that it cannot compete with Dashun. Since Kun 'er has already been found and brought back, I will not pursue the matter any further. "
However, whether or not he pursued the matter was not up to him to decide, as he heard Xuan Tianming continue: "I don't care if you pursue the matter or not, but there is something that you Qian Zhou must explain clearly to me. Why did you bring an adult with dwarfism to Dashun dressed as a child?"
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