Chapter 104: Fight, fight, after the fight, both sides will be dead.

He had experienced too much recently, and a mere matter like a false pregnancy did not cause any disturbance in Emperor Wen Zhao's heart, so he was too lazy to get angry.

But his stern face and cold voice still frightened the two people kneeling on the ground, especially Concubine Yi, who knew she had committed the crime of deceiving the emperor. When she thought of the concubines who were executed or sent to Yongsi Palace a while ago, she trembled like a sieve and said in a trembling and incoherent voice: "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong. Please show mercy and spare me."

Seeing that she dared to beg for mercy, Shen Guiren also kowtowed and burst into tears: "Your Majesty, Yipin pretended to be pregnant to deceive Your Majesty, and then used this to frame me. Please Your Majesty, please help me."

The two of them kowtowed, and I kowtowed. You said something, and I cried. The noise made Emperor Wen Zhao's head hurt. He slapped the armrest of the chair and scolded, "Shut up."

The two of them shut up immediately, not daring to make another sound.

Emperor Wen Zhao said, "Someone come."

Liang Quan walked in, bowed and said, "Your Majesty."

Emperor Wen Zhao ordered: "Concubine Yi deceived the emperor and deceived the superiors, so she should be demoted to a talented person. Concubine Shen was too violent, so she should be fined one year's salary and confined for one month to reflect on her mistakes."

She was demoted three levels, but she managed to save her life and was not sent to Yongsi Palace. This was much better than the punishment Yipin had expected. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, not daring to ask for mercy.

When Lady Shen heard that she was only fined and confined to her house, and that her position was not reduced, she felt relieved and was extremely grateful to Emperor Wen Zhao. Although she was dissatisfied with the punishment of Concubine Yi, she knew that Emperor Wen Zhao was the kind of emperor who never changed his mind. Since he had already spoken, she did not dare to say anything and kowtowed to express her gratitude.

"Yes." Liang Quan remained calm on the surface, but he was very confused in his heart. What happened recently? It has been several times. When His Majesty called people, they were fine, but after a while, they turned hostile and punished. And no one came in to report anything. How did His Majesty know those obscure things?

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A group of children came to the martial arts training ground running and jumping. When they arrived, all the boys were as excited as a group of little monkeys who had just come down the mountain.

The fifteenth prince was the first to run to the weapons rack and take down a sword, then he ran to the arena in the middle of the martial arts field and performed a set of sword techniques. His movements were grand and skillful, and the children clapped and cheered.

The seventeenth prince's eyes were full of stars, and he waved to the fifteenth prince in admiration: "Fifteenth brother, please teach me."

The sixteenth prince also shouted: "I want to learn too."

Fifteen made a sharp sword move, put one hand on his waist, and said proudly, "Take up your wooden swords and come up."

Emperor Wen Zhao loved martial arts and hoped that his sons would practice martial arts well. In addition to various weapons such as real swords and spears, the martial arts training ground also prepared a bunch of wooden swords, spears, and halberds for the young princes.

Sixteen and Seventeen responded in unison, ran to the weapon rack, each picked up a wooden sword, rushed to the stage, and began to learn the sword techniques from Fifteen.

Fourteen is older than fifteen, but he is far inferior to fifteen in martial arts. He doesn't think it's a big deal. Seeing his younger brothers practicing enthusiastically, he becomes jealous and runs to get a wooden sword, then jumps onto the stage and starts practicing with them.

The uncles all went to practice swordplay, but the young master didn't care. He took Ji Jinyou's hand and walked to the straw target.

He brought the little girl to a safe distance, lowered his head and warned her: "Aunt Xiaojiu, wait here, don't get too close, or I might hurt you accidentally. My archery skills are very powerful now."

This was a contradiction. If he was so powerful, how could he hurt her by mistake? Ji Jinyou couldn't help wanting to laugh, but she was afraid of hurting her eldest nephew's face, so she had to hold back her laughter, nodded obediently, and even stepped back a few steps.

Although her eldest nephew was holding a wooden arrow, she doubted the boy's accuracy and decided it would be safer to stay away.

Jin Xing didn't know how good the young master's archery skills were, so she hurried over to her young master, squatted down beside him, and stretched out her arms to protect him.

The young master walked to the straw target, walked back five steps from the straw target, stopped, turned around, drew his bow and arrow, and said loudly: "Aunt Xiaojiu, watch carefully."

Ji Jinyou responded: "Watching."

The young master loosened his hand that was holding the bowstring, and the wooden arrow flew out with a whoosh and went directly over the straw target. The arrow was very powerful and flew quite far, but unfortunately it was not accurate.

The young master suddenly felt ashamed, his face full of regret.

Ji Jinyou clapped his hands and pretended to be surprised, "Wow, Yu'er's arrow can shoot so far, it's amazing."

The young master's expression eased a little, and he pulled out a small wooden arrow from the quiver behind him and added, "Aunt Xiaojiu, the last arrow I shot was just for practice, so it doesn't count. This time it's for real."

Ji Jinyou suppressed his laughter and continued to encourage, "Come on, Yu'er."

Listening to the gentle encouragement from Aunt Xiaojiu, the young master puffed out his chest and shot another arrow with confidence. This arrow was not as good as the previous one and landed directly in front of the straw target.

The young master had an extremely ugly look on his face. He shouted "Come again", then pulled out a small wooden arrow and shot it out again. This time it was still farther, and its direction was even more off.

After suffering a series of defeats, the young master was so embarrassed that he threw the bow in his hand to the ground, took off the quiver on his back and threw it away, then stomped his feet, turned around, and cried.

Ji Jinyou was just about to go over and say a few words of comfort, but before he could take a step, he heard a few sarcastic sneers coming from not far away.

Ji Jinyou and the young prince turned their heads at the same time, and saw that the twelfth prince, the thirteenth prince, and the prince of Jing had arrived at some point, and were standing not far away, looking at them with smiles on their faces. It was obvious that they were the ones smiling just now.

The young master had boasted in front of Aunt Xiaojiu before, but he lost face. He was in a bad mood. When he saw those annoying uncles coming, he immediately picked up a stone from the sand and threw it at them: "What are you laughing at? Get out of here."

The few people were too far away, and the young master lost his aim in anger, so the small stone didn't even touch the corners of their clothes. The twelfth prince and others burst into laughter.

The young master's eyes turned red with anger.

Ji Jinyou held his little hand and comforted him, "They are mean, Yu'er, don't be angry."

When the fifteenth prince and his companions saw what was happening here, they jumped off the stage with swords in their hands, ran over, stood in front of Xiaojiu and Yuer, and looked coldly at the three people opposite them who were much taller than them.

The twelfth prince and his companions also stopped smiling and looked coldly at the group of children opposite them.

The fifteenth prince raised the knife in his hand and pointed it at the few people, saying coldly: "How powerful are you? How dare you laugh at Yu'er?"

The Thirteenth Prince looked at the knife flashing with cold light in the Fifteenth Prince's hand and said sarcastically, "What's the matter? Do you still want to kill someone?"

Ji Jinyou was also afraid that Shiwu would rush forward with a real knife, so he walked over and held his hand, and advised: "Brother Shiwu, let's go back and not bother with them."

Fifteen's face was tense, "Xiaojiu, don't be afraid of him."

Jin Xing was afraid that the knife might accidentally hurt her young master, or some other young prince, so she hurried over and carefully took the knife down while coaxing him, then handed it to the young eunuch who was following beside her, signaling him to quickly put it back on the weapon rack.

The two little boys stared at each other for a while without saying a word. Thinking of those people who had been punished in the palace recently, they did not dare to get into conflict easily.

Just when Ji Jinyou thought that the matter was about to be over, the Prince of Jing who was sitting opposite him said, "Fifteen, you guys still have no respect for each other. It's ok that you didn't show courtesy to my uncle, but you didn't show courtesy to your two brothers, and you even dared to speak rudely to them?"

After saying this, he turned to Twelve and Thirteen and said, "You two are the same. This brother of the emperor really thinks you are a nest. Those little ones don't take you seriously at all. If those children of the noble families knew about this, they would laugh at you."

When the Thirteenth Prince heard this, his face immediately turned livid. He pointed at a row of little boys across from him and said, "I'm giving you a chance to quickly pay your respects and apologize to me and my Twelfth Prince, or I'll teach you a lesson today on behalf of my father."

When the young prince heard this, he could no longer endure it. He immediately rushed over and punched and kicked the Thirteenth Prince: "This prince will teach you a lesson on behalf of your grandfather first."

The little boy was young, but he was strong enough to punch him. The Thirteenth Prince was hit by a few punches, grimacing in pain, and pushed the young prince away.

The Thirteenth Prince was five years older than the Young Master and twice as tall as him. With this ruthless push, the Young Master fell to the ground, crying loudly.

Fifteen was protective of his own people, and when he saw this his face changed and he shouted, "Hit them for me." He then rushed forward and started fighting with all his might.

Fourteen, Seventeen, and Sixteen, who had always regarded Fifteen as their backbone, heard his shouting and without a word, all rushed over.

In the blink of an eye, a group of children started fighting each other. Seeing this, the young master got up from the ground crying and joined the battle.

There were five of them, and there were two of them, the fifteen had the advantage in numbers, but the twelfth and thirteenth princes were much taller than them. For a while, the two sides ended up in a tie and no one got the upper hand.

Ji Jinyou was stunned, put her hands on her hips, stomped her feet and shouted, "Stop hitting me, stop hitting me."

But a group of boys were fighting with great enthusiasm, so who could hear them? Ji Jin sighed and wanted to go closer to stop the fight, but he saw that they were fighting too fiercely. He was afraid that he would be kicked away or punched by someone accidentally, so he didn't dare to go forward and could only stand by and worry.

Fortunately, the palace maids and eunuchs waiting on the side reacted and all ran over to try to stop the fight.

But someone didn't know who held the wooden sword and it flew out. Seeing it flying towards Ji Jinyou's face, Jin Xing was so scared that she hugged her young master away. A small hand stretched out from the side, caught the wooden arrow and threw it aside.

Ji Jinyou turned his head and saw that it was actually a small proton.

Ji Jinyou didn't know when Xue Yili came. She just waved at him and had no time to pay attention to him. Her big black eyes were wide open, staring at the few people who were still fighting.

When she noticed that Prince Jing was hiding far away, watching the excitement with a smile, she asked angrily: [Master, who is that person who claims to be the emperor's uncle? ]

System: [This is the Crown Prince of Jing. His father, the Prince of Jing, is the only living uncle of Emperor Wen Zhao.]

Ji Jinyou didn't care what kind of prince he was, she just hated him: [How could he be so mean, actually trying to sow discord. ]

System: [He is a cunning person who is not worthy of being on the stage. After all your brothers die in battle, the throne of Dasheng will fall into his hands without a successor.]

Ji Jinyou was furious when he heard this. He then looked at his brothers who were lying motionless on the ground in a ball, and said angrily: [Fight, fight. After the fight, we will be irreconcilable and both sides will be destroyed. The throne will eventually fall into the hands of Prince Jing.]