Chu Li quickly dodged by moving his body to the side.
"Seventh Brother."
"You still dare to hide?"
Chu Jinglin swung back, grabbed her shoulders, and slammed her against the palace wall. "What did you do at the Autumn Banquet to cause Fang Haiyang to lose his position as the Crown Prince!"
Fang Haiyang is my uncle's eldest son.
If the Duke's Mansion fails, Imperial Noble Consort Jing will also be affected, and so will he.
Chu Li frowned, "Why are you asking me? If I have this ability, would I ask you to catch me?"
"I've heard about the Autumn Banquet. The Regent punished Fang Haiyang to protect you. Chu Li, you stole my limelight at the Autumn Hunt. As brothers, I didn't bother with you. But I didn't expect you to be so arrogant and reach out to the Duke's Mansion!"
The Duke's Mansion is my mother's maiden home.
It's his uncle's house.
Chu Jinglin raised his fist, "If you don't behave like a waste, I will beat you into a waste!"
Chu Li hugged his waist, avoiding the vital part of the fist, and said coldly:
"Master Fang's affairs have nothing to do with me. He was the one who took off his clothes in public and tarnished the innocence of the noble ladies of the aristocratic families."
"Impossible. Cousin Fang is a prince, he would never do such a lewd thing."
Chu Jinglin bent his knees and pushed hard.
"You killed him!"
“Hmm!”
"Like the merit of saving the emperor on the day of the autumn hunt? Oh, Chu Li, you have made such a great contribution. Everyone is wrong except you. Do you think I can't see your true face!"
"Seventh brother, please respect yourself... well! If you do this again, I will fight back!"
"With your mediocre skills, you still dare to fight back?"
Chu Jinglin grabbed her shoulders and was about to bend his knees and push against her abdomen again, but Chu Li's eyes turned cold and she suddenly rushed out with force and bit his waist.
"ah!"
She bit the soft flesh on his waist, clenched her teeth and bit it hard.
"Ah! Chu Li! You're playing dirty tricks—"
How can grown men fight and bite each other?
Chu Jinglin slapped her on the face.
Chu Li grabbed his hair and pulled it hard, and with his other hand he pulled the soft flesh on his leg and twisted it 180 degrees.
Twist him, step on him, bite him, and nagged him.
Chu Jinglin jumped up and down in pain. He had learned a lot of martial arts, but they were useless in the face of this shrewish woman's tactics.
"You lunatic! Chu Li, are you still a man? I'm going to strangle you!"
My mouth hurts so much.
The two men wrestled fiercely with each other, rolled on the ground, and fought each other in a fierce battle.
On the long street, the palace maids and eunuchs passing by saw what had happened and were so frightened that they ran to report it.
"My Lady!"
"My lady, this is bad!"
Imperial Noble Consort Jing received an urgent express letter that her own nephew Fang Haiyang had been deposed as prince by the Prince Regent. She was leading her men to intercept Aunt Changpei when she saw a young eunuch running towards her in a panic.
Aunt Huilan took a half step forward and scolded, "Why are you so flustered? Be careful not to bump into the Empress. Watch your head."
The young eunuch fell to his knees and said:
"Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince and the Ninth Prince had a fight on the long street, angering the Emperor. They have been taken to the Imperial Study to be punished!"
Imperial Noble Consort Jing's expression suddenly darkened, but as she was in a high position after all, she was able to keep her composure.
"What's the reason?"
"I don't know. I just saw the Seventh Prince beat the Ninth Prince so hard that his nose bled all the way. It was so scary!"
Imperial Consort Jing immediately said, "Go to the Imperial Study."
Aunt Huilan said, "Madam, why don't we go and intercept Changpei? If Changpei reports this to the Queen, Master Fang's future will be ruined."
Fang Haiyang is the nephew and the Seventh Prince is the son.
Which is more important? We still need to think about it.
Although the Ninth Prince is a good-for-nothing who is neither good at literature nor martial arts, he is favored by the Emperor. Now he is fighting openly, which is damaging the reputation of the royal family. The Emperor will definitely punish the Seventh Prince severely.
"Go to the Imperial Study!"
"yes."
The group hurried to the imperial study, but was stopped outside by Eunuch Fu: "Greetings to the Imperial Concubine."
After all, he was a member of the Imperial Court, so without waiting for Imperial Concubine Jing to speak, he said:
"Your Majesty, the Emperor is dealing with important matters, and the Censor, the Vice Minister, and several other ministers have urgent audiences. I'm afraid he doesn't have time to see you."
Aunt Huilan said, "Please go and inform them first, eunuch."
Eunuch Fu bowed slightly:
"Your Majesty is anxious. I understand. But Your Majesty, think about it carefully. The fight between the Seventh Prince and the Ninth Prince is just a conflict between two brothers. Even brothers in ordinary families will have conflicts. A small punishment can ease the conflict. But once Your Majesty goes in, can Your Majesty, Concubine Wen, just sit back and watch?"
"Your mother's family is a noble duke, and the generals of the Wen family are also the emperor's trusted ministers. If this matter becomes a big deal and the emperor finds it difficult to deal with, then the seventh prince will have to be severely punished."
Imperial Noble Consort Jing looked calmly at the tightly closed door of the imperial study.
Not only that, she couldn't even plead for Fang Haiyang.
Fang Haiyang was deposed as the prince, the Duke's Mansion was damaged, and her position in the palace would also be shaken.
But now, in order to save the seventh prince, he had to give up Fang Haiyang.
In the imperial study.
Six ministers stood trembling by, with their heads slightly lowered and anxious looks on their faces. The most conspicuous were the two princes standing in the middle.
A man with disheveled hair and messy clothes, with his head tilted to the right in anger.
One of them had a nosebleed that covered his chin, neck and collar. He looked very serious. He clenched his fists and tilted his head to the left.
Several ministers thought to themselves:
How can it be that princes are fighting each other under the emperor's feet?
As a prince, how could you lose your status like a street thug?
The Emperor of Chu looked very serious.
"Chu Jinglin, you are the elder brother, how can you hit your younger brother?"
"Father, 'he' didn't let me go either!" Chu Jinglin felt severe pain on his waist, back, legs, and other invisible parts. They were probably all purple.
When he beat Chu Li, at most he made his nose bleed.
But Chu Li beat him without showing any mercy.
"Still talking back!" The King of Chu slammed the table, "Look at what you did to Xiaojiu. So much blood has been shed, and look at you, other than a few hairs lost and your clothes torn, what other injuries can you expect?"
Chu Jinglin stared in amazement.
How can you say that?
He had wounds all over his body, just in inconspicuous places.
But he couldn't take off his clothes in public in such a solemn place as the imperial study.
"Father is partial to us, we all fought, how can you only blame me, your son?"
Chu Li wiped the blood from his nose, endured the dizziness, and said reluctantly: "Father, I and my seventh brother just had a small fight, it's not a big deal, and my seventh brother has shown mercy, otherwise he would have beaten me to death long ago."
"Father, 'he' is talking nonsense! It's just a nosebleed, it won't kill you. What man doesn't bleed?"
Chu Li’s eyes blurred, he staggered three or four steps, his eyelids fluttered, and he fell to the ground.
Six ministers: “…”
Chu Jinglin: “…”
"My brother is indeed partial."
Outside, a stern figure walked over, "If you always favor the younger ones and lose fairness, it will only make people hate you in the long run."
Chu Li's back stiffened, and she saw a pair of black soap boots with gold-lined edges appear in front of her. The man's dark ink-black robe brushed across her face like a thin blade, making her heart tense.
She immediately got up from the ground.
Chu Dichi bowed, brushed his sleeves and sat down, "Oh, the Ninth Prince has recovered without any treatment."
Chu Li: “…”
The King of Chu looked at him and said, "These two kids made a fool of themselves and asked my younger brother to run a trip. In your opinion, how should they be punished?"
Chu Dichi glanced at the two of them:
"After all, they are two children and this is a family matter. There is no need to make a big deal out of it. To be fair and punish them severely, why not give them 20 slaps on the palms to teach them a lesson."
The King of Chu thought it was appropriate, "Eunuch Fu, bring the ruler."
"The Ninth Prince is close to me, so I will fight him myself."
"???"
Why?
Just because she was standing close to him and he could reach her with just a stretch of his hand, did he have to hit her with his own hands?
He is a martial artist. If he hits her with the ruler, wouldn't her hand be broken?
Chu Li immediately knelt down: "Father, I don't want it!"
Chu Jinglin gloated: "Uncle Royal is wise! Thank you for your decision!"
Eunuch Fu has already brought the ruler.
Chu Dichi took it and glanced at Chu Li, who had a rotten tomato face, with a smile that did not reach his eyes: "Xiao Jiu, stretch out your hand. Those who made mistakes should be punished."
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