Chapter 577 The Insidious Old Father (1 update)
Chen Chu had been tortured beyond recognition, with not a single piece of good flesh on his body. The death row was filled with the smell of blood, and the blood under Chen Chu's body had long since turned dark red.
Pei Ruqing was dressed in green, which was out of tune with the filth and blood in the cell. Who could have thought that this situation was caused by this man?
"Sir Chen, I have never understood why you are a fourth-rank official with a promising future. You are also the uncle of the Third Prince, who has been conferred the title of Prince. The Chen family will be rich for decades, but you insist on supporting the First Prince. For the First Prince's cause, you even fooled the Third Prince."
Chen Chu lay on the straw on the ground with his eyes tightly closed, motionless, without giving the other party any reaction.
Pei Ruqing didn't care. He continued, "You are so loyal to your lord. In order to follow him, you even bet the entire Chen family, even ignoring the Third Prince and your own sister. You have paid so much, but in the end, you confessed directly."
Chen Chu finally opened his eyes and looked over.
Pei Ruqing spoke in a steady voice and a very calm tone, "Chen Chu, do you think I will believe your confession?"
"I can only say that Lord Pei's interrogation methods are really amazing. I have never heard of or seen anything like it before."
Chen Chu's voice was a little weak, but the meaning of mockery was sufficient.
Pei Ruqing leaned over, stared at the blood-stained Chen Chu, and asked calmly, "The master who can make you so loyal, is he really the eldest prince, Prince An?"
Chen Chu moved his body slightly, found a comfortable enough posture, and said calmly, "You can choose not to believe it."
After that, he closed his eyes again.
Pei Ruqing just looked at him deeply, and said nothing more, turned around and left the prison.
There are still doubts about Chen Chu.
Let's talk about the little prince again. The third prince was in charge of disaster relief, the second prince was in charge of port construction, and the students of the Imperial Academy were in charge of other government affairs. The little prince basically just stretched out his hand for clothes and opened his mouth for food.
When he had nothing to do, he would give everyone some ideas, make contributions to those annoying noble families, and earn more money from those noble families. During
this period, Liuli Pavilion really made a lot of money.
The little prince also opened a Fangfeixuan here. Anyway, some retired secret guards in the secret guard camp can manage a shop or something. They can still - bah! What can they do!
It's so difficult to use an abacus, why do you have to learn this useless form.
He would rather take a knife than a pen.
However, seeing that other old brothers can live freely in the sunshine, feel the fireworks of the world, watch plays, listen to music, and take care of the kids in the orphanage, he also wanted to.
Let's try harder.
The noble family has never lacked money. The low-grade soap in Fangfeixuan is for the common people, and the soap, perfume, essential oil, and various lip balms are for the nobles.
It can be said that after a trip to Shandong, the little prince's private treasury was full. However, the little prince distributed part of the silver to the orphanages in various places. After all, he was raising children, and he couldn't let these little ones be self-reliant.
He bought a lot of other supplies with the rest of the silver, the four treasures of the study, silk and brocade, and various interesting gadgets. Of course, he couldn't forget the "green stone" that Sang Yian liked recently.
Whenever the little prince went to the market, no matter what good things he saw, he would buy them, and after returning to Beijing, he would take them to the small supermarket to give to Sang Yian.
This time he left in such a hurry for disaster relief that he didn't have time to ride a bike out to play. When he returns this time, he must ride outside the palace to play.
His sister is so good to him, and she always thinks of him when she has good things. Naturally, he should give her more interesting little things.
The little prince has a lot of fun every day.
The prosperous business will drive economic development and give the people more opportunities to survive. Whether it is working or setting up a small stall at the market, how can they survive?
Except for eating too much and having to double his training to maintain a thin figure, everything else is beautiful.
Carefree and unrestrained, here, he is the biggest and no one can control him.
Oh, except that his two elder brothers always like to feed him and always urge him to return to Beijing as soon as possible, but considering that they work so hard every day, it is not impossible to listen to their nagging.
The little prince adheres to the principle of spending every day as much as possible, and arranges his time very well every day, such as traveling, sightseeing, and boating on the river .
Maybe even God can't stand it anymore, because one day when he just returned to the courtyard, he found the fat pigeon in the courtyard.
The familiar letter and the overly round pigeon were obviously from the capital.
The little prince moved skillfully, grabbed the pigeon, and untied the letter.
Originally, he wanted to burn the letter directly as he did the previous few times. After finally getting out, he had to let his old father understand that it was easy to send him to work, but it was difficult to let him go back.
He insisted on playing outside for a year or two before going back.
However, when he saw the content of the letter, his expression immediately became serious.
"Fulu, Huahua, return to Beijing immediately!"
The little prince didn't even have time to say goodbye to the second and third princes. He hurriedly left a note and set off immediately, regardless of the fact that the sun had already set and the night was about to come.
When the second and third princes came back, they only saw the four words "Don't worry when you return to Beijing".
The two people's expressions changed drastically. They all knew how much the sixth prince didn't want to return to Beijing. In order not to return to Beijing, he even burned many letters from his father.
But this person who didn't want to return to Beijing so much suddenly set off now, and he couldn't even wait until tomorrow morning to set off. He would rather walk at night than waste time and wanted to return to the capital as soon as possible.
Something important must have happened in the capital!
And it was something that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was very concerned about!
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The prince rode his horse at full speed all the way, day and night, fearing that if he was too late, the big thick legs he hugged would be trapped.
But he didn't know that the eldest prince was very safe, and the pension for the soldiers killed in the battle was coming to an end. He was not only an ever-victorious general in the hearts of the people, but also an object of respect and love in the hearts of ordinary generals and soldiers.
On the contrary, his reputation was mixed, with both praise and criticism.
In wine houses, teahouses, or gathering places for literati, there were basically people talking about the series of things he had done in Jiangnan and Shandong.
There were praises, oppositions, and criticisms.
The young prince didn't care about these remarks, he even hoped that people would criticize him more, so that he would have a higher chance of being deposed.
He did things only to have a clear conscience.
However, he didn't expect that there would be people speaking for him, it sounded really fresh.
Seeing that the eldest prince was fine, the young prince still had something to understand, it was obvious that the old father did it on purpose to recall him back to the capital.
And he was really fooled.
However, the eldest prince was fine, and the young prince was still very happy.
However, the insidious old father still needed to see the power of the naughty child.