Chapter 7 I’m going to make trouble!

The rich and heavy smell of ambergris hit him in the face and penetrated into Shen Zhejiang's nasal cavity, causing him to frown slightly without leaving a trace.

Step in.

The place I hadn't been to for ten years seemed to be the same as before, but it also seemed to have changed too much. The memories of the past came with the white smoke rising from the incense burner, and together they uncovered the blood stains hidden in the deepest part of the Chenzhe River.

"My father did not collude with King Shen to rebel. I beg Your Majesty to see clearly."

There was a loud bang.

For the first time in his life, the seventeen-year-old boy bent his proud back and knelt on the cold floor, in the shadow where no one could see him, his eyelashes trembling.

Beg for mercy for his father.

"The evidence is irrefutable, Shen Zhiyuan has confessed to it, what else do you have to argue?"

The cold voice of Emperor Wu Kun floated down from above his head. It was as light as a feather, but it felt like a thousand pounds pressing on Shen Zhejiang's back.

"Your Majesty, please have mercy."

"show mercy?"

Shen Zhejiang felt someone approaching him and held his breath, as if there was a thorn in his back.

"Sparing your life is the greatest gift I have ever given you, Shen Zhejiang, you'd better not be ungrateful."

What happened next?

The door was tightly closed. Shen Zhejiang, who was driven outside by the eunuch, scratched the crack of the door tightly, breaking his skin and staining it with blood.

Even if there was only a glimmer of hope left, he refused to give up.

But how could the young boy’s frail body fight against a group of people?

He watched helplessly as his fingers were pried apart inch by inch, as if the lives of more than a hundred people in the Shen family were slipping away in front of him.

In the end, I was unable to see my father for the last time, and there was nothing I could do to save him.

"Coming?"

This sound brought Shen Zhejiang back to his senses and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Emperor Wu Kun, sitting on a carved wooden chair, overlapped with the high-handed man ten years ago. Shen Zhejiang bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, I have seen you."

Emperor Wu Kun hummed calmly and asked, "Do you know why I asked you to come here?"

Shen Zhejiang replied: "I don't know."

Emperor Wu Kun frowned, threw the memorial in his hand directly to the feet of Shen Zhejiang, and said, "Pick it up and read it yourself."

Shen Zhejiang picked it up expressionlessly, glanced at it briefly, and secretly felt relieved. It was just an accusation that he had an intimate relationship with the Crown Prince, and he was afraid that he might be trying to confuse the Lord and gain favor.

There was a reason for this. Xiao Zhinian rescued him from the river yesterday and was seen by the gossipy censors.

Shen Zhejiang closed the memorial, raised his eyes, paused and said: "I have nothing to say."

Emperor Wu Kun did not expect him to admit it so frankly. He knocked on the table and said, "Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he treats you differently from others. Unfortunately, the prince is still young and his mind is not stable enough. Sometimes he cannot see through good and evil, loyalty and treachery, and is inevitably tempted."

Shen Zhejiang stood there, his fingertips began to feel cold, but his expression remained calm: "I am at fault, and I failed to fulfill my duty as a teacher. If Your Majesty wants to choose another teacher for the prince, I have no objection."

Emperor Wu Kun snorted coldly: "If the prince hadn't specifically asked you to teach, do you think you could still have a place in the court?"

Shen Zhejiang said nothing more.

"In the current secular ethics, you are already a criminal, and you are also the prince's tutor. You don't want the prince to be criticized before he has even established his foothold, and bear the infamy for generations."

"...What does your majesty mean?"

"You are not young anymore. The eldest daughter of the Prince of the Ministry of War is still unmarried. She is a perfect match for you. I will arrange a marriage for you. Let's choose a date for the wedding." Emperor Wu Kun stared at Chen Zhejiang with a hawk-like, sinister look. "Let the prince give up this thought. When he is a few years older, he will understand my good intentions."

Shen Zhejiang's eyes widened slightly, and just as he was about to say something in protest, something seemed to fall to the ground behind him.

"Bang--!"

The door panel fell to the ground, creating a gust of wind that diluted the ambergris.

"Your Highness! His Majesty is discussing matters with Lord Shen, you cannot go in!"

"Get out of here! You old slave are so bold that you dare to stop me!"

“Your Highness! Your Highness!!”

Xiao Zhinian rushed in, and was relieved when he saw that Shen Zhejiang was intact. He breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at Shen Zhejiang and said, "Sir, so you are here. I have been waiting for you for a long time. I thought you disappeared halfway. Fortunately, you are fine."

Emperor Wu Kun was already furious. He slammed his palm on the table, shaking the memorials piled on it three times, and shouted angrily: "Rebellious son! Get out! Can't you see I'm here?"

"Why are you yelling so loudly? I'm not deaf, I heard it," Xiao Zhinian scratched his ears, turned around and grinned at Emperor Wu Kun, "I haven't settled the score with you yet, what are you planning to do by taking my master away!"

Wu Kundi angrily cursed: "I am your father!"

Xiao Zhinian was not to be outdone and replied: "I am your uncle!"

The King of Yan Dynasty and the Crown Prince of Yan Dynasty were openly challenging each other in the imperial study room with glaring eyes. If this got out, the people would probably laugh their heads off.

The serving eunuchs were horrified and fell to their knees, wishing they could chop their ears off.

Shen Zhejiang grabbed Xiao Zhinian's shoulders from behind and reprimanded him in a low voice, "Your Highness, respect the elders and the younger ones, and do not be rude."

Xiao Zhinian then calmed down a bit, like a young wolf that was pacified. He turned to Shen Zhejiang and said, "I will listen to you, sir. Let's go."

As he said that, he was about to pull Shen Zhejiang away.

Emperor Wu Kun pointed at him and said, "Get back here!"

"Get out of here, get out of here, do you think I'm a polo ball?" Xiao Zhinian turned around and stood in front of Shen Zhejiang. Although he was not as tall as him, he did not allow others to get close to his territory. He raised his chin and asked, "What else do you want to say? Tell me now."

Emperor Wu Kun was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He was too lazy to compete with the rebellious son. His eyes flickered with flames and turned to Shen Zhejiang: "I have said it. You go back to the mansion and prepare as soon as possible. I will ask the Si Tianjian to calculate an auspicious day."

Shen Zhejiang's lips trembled, and the words that came to his lips again and again were swallowed down his throat. He suppressed his temper, and finally agreed.

"Your Majesty, I accept your order."

"I won't allow it!"

They spoke almost at the same time.

Shen Zhejiang glanced at Xiao Zhinian, then turned around and walked outside quickly, disgusted with staying in this space filled with such a strong fragrance.

"Sir! Wait for me!"

Xiao Zhinian took a step forward and was about to give chase, but Emperor Wu Kun waved his hand, and Hai Sanqing understood his intention and immediately led the eunuchs to stop him.

"How dare you! Let me go! All of you, get out of here! Sir! Sir!!"

Seeing Chen Zhejiang walking further and further away, Xiao Zhinian roared loudly, as if he was a young animal locked in a cage, struggling frantically, his eyes were bloodshot and he looked extremely helpless.

The wooden tables and chairs around were scattered all over the floor.

Emperor Wu Kun looked down upon the farce below and said in a deep voice, "Take him back to Yanqing Palace and keep a good look after him. Reflect on your words and deeds for me. The Crown Prince is not acting like a Crown Prince. It seems that I have spoiled you too much!"