[Emperor Chapter 11] Beating with a stick

"Innocent?" The Third Prince, who had always been on good terms with the Fourth Prince, walked by slowly, "Everyone present saw it. It was you, the eunuch, who spilled water on Miss Yun and wet her manuscript. Are all of them blind?" He did not mention who had knocked Chu Jiao down, causing her to spill water.

"That's right! You blind thing!" The culprit, the Fifth Princess Jing Yasi, did not feel that she was wrong at all. Instead, she looked like she was standing up for her friend. While wiping Yun Wan with a handkerchief, she ordered, "Come on, drag her away and give her fifty strokes of the stick!"

"Who dares to do that?!"

Jing Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and the red eyes covered by the mask were bloodshot, and anger was flowing in his dark pupils, staring at Jing Yasi so hard that she took two steps back.

"Why, Sixth Prince, are you going to bully Fifth Prince for a little eunuch?" The Third Prince acted like an elder brother.

Chu Jiao was already used to calling a horse a zebra in this palace. She knew that her identity this time did not allow her to be presumptuous, and now was not the time for the fledgling male protagonist to be presumptuous. So she raised her head and used a subtle shake of the head and a look to stop Jing Chen from blurting out a clash with his brother.

"Forget it," Yun Wan saw the situation so tense and immediately spoke to smooth things over, "He didn't mean it. The manuscript is ruined, I'll just rewrite it."

Although she said so, she felt annoyed when she thought about how she would have to spend a lot of time writing this thing.

She saw that it was Jingya who bumped into him, and the eunuch was just taking the blame for someone else, but she could only pretend not to know. Who made her Jingya's study partner now? How could she say anything bad about her?

"Awan, you are just too kind!" The fourth prince wanted to show off in front of the person he loved. He tilted his head and looked down at Chu Jiao, looking at her as if she was an insignificant ant. "How about this, since Miss Yun pleaded for you, I won't give you fifty strokes of the cane..."

Before Chu Jiao could even breathe a sigh of relief, she heard him change his mind: "How about this, I'll only give you twenty strokes of the cane, so that you can learn a lesson!"

Only! ? Chu Jiao mourned for her butt in her heart, but she knew that this was the best result.

Before her master could even speak, she had already kowtowed heavily in the direction of the Fourth Prince and Yun Wan, thanking Xie En: "Thank you Miss Yun, thank you Fourth Prince!" She

raised her head, and when she was dragged out by two eunuchs for execution, she once again said two words to Jing Chen in a barely audible way, "It's okay."

This was just a trivial matter for the high and mighty princes. Jing Ya and Yun Wan were surrounded by several princes and went to the side hall to have dinner. Yun Wan wanted to ask Master Jiang for advice, but several people said that it would not be too late to ask in the afternoon, so she had to give up.

Soon, there were only two people left in the Shangshufang.

Jing Chen, who bowed his head and said nothing, and Master Jiang, who had finished packing up the teaching aids in front of the desk.

Through the palace wall, one could faintly hear the muffled sound of a wooden stick hitting flesh, as well as suppressed groans of pain.

"How does it feel to see someone you value being bullied in front of you?"

Master Jiang had not spoken since just now, and had witnessed the whole process like a bystander. He was a keen observer and had long noticed Jingchen's attitude towards the eunuch.

At this moment, looking at the clenched fists at the side of the young man, he added fuel to the fire without caring.

"It's just a little eunuch," Jing Chen loosened his hand, hid his palm in his sleeves, and hid the blood from his palm, "What's so important to this prince?"

"Haha, young man," Master Jiang did not expose Jing Chen's lies, but continued to talk to himself: "If you want to protect the people you care about, you must have the strength to make people afraid to provoke you."

Jing Chen listened to it, and his eyes moved slightly.

How could he not know this truth? He worked hard in the past few years, studied hard, and tried to please people, just to climb to a higher place and make people dare not touch the people he wanted to protect?

However, the result is that he is still like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

The most important person to him was dragged away and dealt with in front of him, and he couldn't even open his mouth to plead for her.

In the eyes of these brothers, he is still just a person who can be bullied at will!

Seeing that the boy was still in a state of confusion, Master Jiang couldn't help shaking his head. He wondered who this kid resembled in his temper.

"Once upon a time, Hanshan asked Shiti..." He tried to use Buddhist words to enlighten him, but the boy continued what he hadn't said yet,

"If someone slanders me, bullies me, insults me, laughs at me, despises me, despises me, hates me, and deceives me, what should I do?"

Jingchen remembered that when he first entered school, the fourth prince had put croton in his food as a prank. After he went back home and vomited and had diarrhea all day and was paralyzed in bed, the eunuch whispered in his ear to comfort him.

"Just tolerate him, let him, let him be, avoid him, endure him, respect him, ignore him, wait a few years, and you'll see what happens to him."

...

"Sixth Prince, let's not bother with the Fourth Prince, a nasty guy. Just wait and see. In a few years, with his temper, he will die in his own hands sooner or later!"

"You are a eunuch, and you dare to curse the Fourth Brother. You are asking for your life!"

"Hehe, as long as the Sixth Prince is fine, my life is the life!"

...

"Isn't that right?" Master Jiang stroked his beard, and the boy was teachable. "There are some things that you don't need to bother about now."

Jing Chen understood the good intentions of the Master, but he disagreed. The consequence of not bothering is that others will bully you even more recklessly!

"If I really allow others to bully me just to protect myself," he turned around and looked at the old man, "then when I really have the power, the people I want to protect may no longer be here. Then what's the point of all my efforts?"

Although he was only a teenager, his words were powerful. Jiang Shan's eyes flashed with complexity after hearing it, and he seemed to be lost in memory. His lips trembled. After a long time, he sighed, walked up to the boy and said seriously: "I have only accepted two disciples in my life. I wonder if your Highness the Sixth Prince is willing to be my last disciple?"

Who in the world doesn't know the erudition and ambition of Master Jiang? Countless students wanted to become his disciples, but he only accepted two. Jing Chen was surprised, but he didn't agree immediately.

"Master, you should have heard about Jingchen's situation," he raised his hand to take off the mask, revealing the ugly other half of his face, "Jingchen's mother is humble, his face is damaged, and he is not a talented person." The implication is that he has no hope of the throne. If Master Jiang wants to rely on his master-disciple relationship with him and expect some reward in the future, it is not worth it.

The old man saw his appearance, but did not care. Instead, he was dissatisfied with what Jing Chen said casually: "Why, Sixth Prince looks down on his biological mother?"

"Not at all," Jing Chen shook his head, "My mother gave Jingchen life, and Jingchen only has admiration and gratitude for her. It's just that in this palace, these... no one will care." All people care about is identity, power, and status.

"Oh, this palace..." Jiang Shan shook his head, showing sarcasm, but did not say anything dissatisfied, instead, he said: "You don't have to worry about your appearance, and you don't have to care about your identity. I just ask you, are you willing?"

Jing Chen saw the seriousness of the old man in front of him, and he also became serious, straightened his clothes, lifted his robe and knelt, "Master, please accept your disciple's worship!"

Jiang Shan stared at the young man's hair, his eyes flashing with excitement, "Okay, okay, get up."

"In front of the master, you don't have to lie anymore," Jiang Shan touched his beard, rummaged through his sleeves, took out a small porcelain bottle and handed it to Jing Chen, "You are now showing your edge, which is not a good thing." He meant that the young man is so outstanding now that he has already annoyed some people.

"Please give me some advice, Master!" Jing Chen asked hurriedly.

"Before you have absolute strength... sometimes, retreat is also an advance." Jiang Shan patted his shoulder calmly, and then walked out of the room. Jingchen was left

standing alone, with his head down and a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Neither of them noticed that on the other side of the room, there was a moon-white skirt.

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Jingchen suppressed his anxiety and endured until school was over. He finally walked towards Qiuxi Palace as usual. If someone noticed his steps, they would find that they were a little messy and flustered.

After Chu Jiao was beaten with twenty boards, she had already been carried back by two second-class eunuchs of Qiuxi Palace and thrown into the room.

Jingchen usually only allowed her to serve him, so Chu Jiao did not need to squeeze into a room like other eunuchs, but slept in the inner room on the side of the Sixth Prince's bedroom.

"Sixth Prince, when Eunuch Chu came back, he chased the servants out and wouldn't let them get close." The two eunuchs explained when they saw Jing Chen coming back.

They usually served the Sixth Prince, and although they only did some chores, they could see how close the Sixth Prince was to Chu Jiao. Now that Chu Jiao had suffered, the Sixth Prince must be worried, and they were also afraid that they would be angered.

"Okay, get some hot water and put it outside, and don't come in without my order!"

Jing Chen was worried that his little eunuch was thin-skinned, so he waved his hand to let the two leave, and he lifted the curtain and went into the inner room.