Chapter 92: Thirty Strike and Imprisonment
Swish.
The scene suddenly became quiet.
Chu Haoze stopped coughing and looked at Baojin County Lord with disbelief.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on her.
[Good county lord, treason comes after assassinating you, and I must deduct a single 9 from you.]
【But then again, I am actually in this big scene, I am really amazing. 】
[I never realized that I had such a talent for rehearsal. I must have chosen the wrong path, which is why I ended up being a corporate slave with little money in my pocket.]
Chu Wenzong couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and looked at the Lord of Baojin County.
The Lord of Baojin County may not seem very smart, but at least he hit the point and did not lie to the emperor.
How should it be punished?
County Lord Baojin naturally realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, and quickly knelt down and kowtowed.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. Bao Jin was nervous and spoke without restraint, but everyone in the Anhe Palace has no second thoughts. Please judge for yourself, Your Majesty!"
Kneeled down quickly.
Chu Wenzong raised his eyebrows, his face turned cold, and he looked at Chu Haoze who was unable to defend himself not far away.
"Seventh Brother, now... we have all the evidence, do you have any evidence to defend yourself?"
Chu Haoze stared at Baojin County Lord with his eyes, as if he wanted to stare a hole in her, and his tone was so gloomy that it made people feel a chill on their backs.
"Why?"
He thought that Lady Bao Jin was sincere to him, but he never thought that now, she would stab him in the back without hesitation.
She actually dared to betray him!
"Brother Haoze, shouldn't I be the one asking you this?"
Lord Baojin looked at Chu Haoze with red eyes.
Seeing the murderous intent in those eyes, she felt her heart turn cold.
She couldn't understand why he treated her like this even though she was the one who saved him.
Chu Haoze was powerless to refute. Chu Wenzong turned his head and remained silent for several seconds before he spoke slowly:
"Since the evidence is conclusive, the Seventh Prince conspired to murder his brother and attempted to deceive the emperor. He shall be caned 30 times and thrown into prison. The Ministry of Justice shall investigate the matter within three days and detain all the people around the Seventh Prince for trial!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your justice!"
Concubine Zheng Guifei was not someone who would take advantage of others.
Having Chu Haoze beaten with a stick and sent to jail today was already a better outcome than she had imagined.
As for what comes next, killing someone in prison is much easier than doing it outside.
[Not bad, not bad, thirty strokes of the cane. I don’t know who will carry out the execution. I think the butt will be bruised after the beating, right?]
[No, no, I have to find a way to go and see it myself later.]
[It's such a pity. It would be great if I could replace this big board with a mace...]
Good fellow.
Chu Wenzong's eyelids twitched.
This little girl is quite ruthless.
"Let's carry out the execution in the open space outside Yu's study. This will allow everyone to see it and serve as a warning to others!"
Soon, someone came in and pulled Chu Haoze out.
He didn't say anything throughout the whole process.
His gaze fell on the people in Yu's study one by one, and his eyes seemed to be filled with poison, cold and fierce.
The goal was achieved. Concubine Zheng Guifei was worried about her son, so she quickly arranged for someone to carry Chu Yu away.
The study room became clean in an instant.
"Bao Jin, how about you stay in the palace for a while and wait patiently until your father arrives in Beijing?"
Chu Wenzong sat down and looked at Baojin County Lord, whose expression softened slightly.
"yes!"
Knowing that he might be in trouble, Lord Baojin nodded tremblingly and dared not say another word.
Chu Wenzong moved his ears and no longer listened to Jiang Youning's thoughts. He could not help but waved to the Lord of Baojin County.
"Fukang, take Lord Baojin down to rest."
Having said that, he stood up and walked towards the inner hall.
On the table, there was only a pile of messy melon seed shells and fruit cores.
As for the human figure?
There is no ghost.
He walked out of the side door and stood on the corridor. He saw the place where Chu Haoze was being executed in public not far away. Four heads were carefully hiding behind a stone lion and peeking.
As the boards slapped one after another, Chu Wenzong saw Jiang Youning's extremely happy expression.
[Oh my! Look at the force of this board, and then look at Chu Haoze's expression. It must be painful, you little idiot! ]
[It's a pity that Chu Haoze was wearing clothes, but the emperor still softened his heart. It would have been better if he had taken off his pants and beaten me. Then I could have watched him get torn to pieces with my own eyes.]
[I really want to go up and give him a few slaps myself, that would make me feel better.]
Sure enough, she was really happy and didn't hide it at all.
However...
Looking at the little Monkey King who was hiding at the back and seemed the most excited, Chu Wenzong could not help but frown.
It's not good for his son to keep playing like this, right?
So he went to Qiwu Palace.
Half an hour later.
Jiang Youning, feeling happy, took little Wukong to visit his mother, while Chu Lange went to help Jiang Wanrong gather people temporarily because she had something to ask for.
"I haven't seen you for a few days. Little Wukong seems to have lost some weight?"
Cui Zhaoan looked at little Wukong, his eyes full of joy.
She really didn't expect to see her son again so soon.
"By the way, has little Wukong finally gotten enlightened?"
Thinking of something, Cui Zhaoan spoke again.
"To be honest, Little Wukong has only been taught a few words by the abbot and fellow disciples of Huayin Temple, and has not yet received a proper enlightenment."
Jiang Youning replied obediently, and then Cui Zhaoan spoke again:
"It just so happens that I have a candidate here who can be introduced to Little Wukong and teach your fourth brother at the same time, okay?"
"Then... Youning would like to thank the Queen on behalf of Little Wukong and Fourth Brother."
Jiang Youning stood up and greeted him with a smile, then gave a helpless smile to the little Wukong who was looking for help.
[Little bastard, no matter how much you try to make faces, it’s useless. Your own mother is looking for a teacher for you, and I dare not refuse.]
"In that case, that's good."
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the other side.
Chu Langge sent people to ask all the palace maids with moles between their eyebrows to come over for questioning.
In the end, a total of eighteen people were summoned.
"Sister Wanrong, everything you want to find is here. Why do you want to pick someone with a red mole between the eyebrows? What's the point?"
"When the Imperial Master read my fortune, he said that Wanrong would meet a noble lady in the palace in the future. The noble lady was just an ordinary palace maid at that time, and she would have a red mole between her eyebrows."
Jiang Wanrong bowed to Chu Lange and said something she had prepared long ago: "Wanrong thought that she happened to enter the palace today. If she could find the noble sooner, maybe she could suffer less."
"That makes sense. Just concentrate on watching. I'll find someone to take it away for you."
After hearing the imperial teacher's prediction, Chu Lange didn't ask any more questions.
Jiang Wanrong looked around the crowd carefully and couldn't help but frowning.
"Princess, are you sure that all the palace maids with red moles on their foreheads have arrived?"