Chapter 3243: Deep Love between Father and Son
Even if the emperor just said something casually, it was like thunder and rain to the people below. So, at his command, everyone in the entire Duwei Mansion was beaten with military sticks. When it was dark, muffled sounds and screams could still be heard coming from outside the corner gate.
Nan Yan led Zhu Chengjun and the others inside, and she wanted to cover her son's ears.
However, Zhu Chengjun walked in, looking back and asked softly, "Mother, why did father beat those people?"
Before Nan Yan could reply, Zhu Feng, who was walking ahead with his hands behind his back, said calmly, "Because they didn't do their job well, they deserve to be beaten."
"My job?"
"Yes, in life, you always have your responsibilities. Some responsibilities are given to you by God, and some are given to you by your superiors. If you fail to fulfill the responsibilities given to you by God, your life will be useless, and God will punish you. If you fail to fulfill the responsibilities given to you by your superiors, this will be the result."
Zhu Chengjun blinked and looked up at his father's tall figure. "Then, Father, what are your duties as a son?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Feng stopped and looked back at him.
The child has grown a lot taller recently, but he is still very small in front of him. When he looks at him with his eyes wide open, he looks like a dog listening to a lecture.
He smiled and said, "You are a prince, supported by the people, but this is not for nothing. In times of danger, you must protect your people. This is the duty of a prince."
Zhu Chengjun said, "But my son, how can I protect those people?"
Zhu Feng smiled and said, "You are still young, now is the time to learn."
“…”
"When you learn it, you will know it naturally."
Zhu Chengjun tilted his head and thought for a long time, as if he understood something, then nodded gently: "I will learn it."
After returning to the inner courtyard, Nan Yan ordered someone to take King Han back to rest, and also whispered to him to prepare some medicine for Wen Bieyu after he came back after being beaten with a stick. Then she followed Zhu Feng back to their room.
As soon as he entered the door, Zhu Feng took off his clothes.
The two of them had been running outside all day today. Although the weather looked good, the wind and sand were still very strong, and their hair and bodies were covered with dust. Nan Yan took his clothes and helped him hang them up, and immediately asked someone to prepare hot water. They both took a shower and came back refreshed.
At this time, it was completely dark.
The screams outside gradually died down. Xiao Shunzi walked back and stood outside the door, reporting, "Your Majesty, all the people in the Duwei Mansion have been punished. Does Your Majesty have any further orders?"
Zhu Feng waved his hand: "Everyone go down."
"yes."
After saying that, Xiao Shunzi took his people away, and the night immediately became quiet.
Nan Yan fanned herself with a fan as she walked to the bedside and sat down. She saw Zhu Feng leaning against the bedside, perhaps enjoying the cool air or doing something else. He had half-closed his eyes and looked very comfortable. She fanned him gently twice and said, "Your Majesty?"
Zhu Feng didn't open his eyes either, just said "hmm".
Nan Yan said, "Didn't the Emperor intend to release a prisoner and try to find a place where they could replenish their water and food supplies?"
"Um."
"Well, now that the person has escaped, why punish the people below?"
Zhu Feng opened his eyes a little, glanced at her, and then said, "Put on the whole act."
Nan Yan said, "Everyone has already run away. Who is the emperor putting on this show for?"
Zhu Feng raised one corner of his lips and said with a smile, "There will be people who deserve to see it."
Nan Yan frowned slightly.
She originally thought that she had figured out what Zhu Feng wanted to do this time, but she didn't expect that what Zhu Feng did was far from what she had imagined.
She then asked, "Also, why did it run away, that son?"
Zhu Feng looked at her with a half-smile: "What's wrong?"
Nan Yan said, "Didn't the emperor say before that he would release the father?"
Zhu Feng laughed and said, "I never said that."
“…”
Nan Yan frowned again, and when she thought about it, she realized that when she talked to him about this matter yesterday, she asked him whether he wanted to release the father. Zhu Feng really didn't respond to this statement, but only said that she had made some progress, but not enough.
In other words, I guessed that he was going to release someone, but I guessed wrong which person he was going to release.
Nan Yan said, "But, isn't it better to let the father go than the son?"
Zhu Feng was also a little tired at this time. He yawned and said, "Why do you say that?"
"Well--"
When she heard him ask, Nan Yan realized that she shouldn't have said that.
In fact, most of the truths in the world are like this, everyone knows it, but cannot express it in words. The love between father and son is indeed deep, but who is more affectionate to whom? Many people understand.
For example, among the people, tomb robbers usually work in pairs. They dig a hole underground, one person goes down to get the treasure, and the other one waits on top to receive the treasure. However, after the person on top receives the treasure handed over by the person below, he will often become greedy for money and become murderous. He will cut the rope to seal the hole and keep the treasure for himself.
Later, the two people in the group became father and son.
And the one who dug the hole must be his son.
Because if the father goes down, the son might have evil intentions, but if the son goes down, the father will never be willing to harm his own flesh and blood. This is human nature, but it reveals a kind of hidden cruelty.
Therefore, Nan Yan thought that he would definitely let his father go, because as long as his son was still here, the father would definitely find a way to come back and rescue his child. Then, it would be like there was a thread tied in their hands, and no matter how powerful the father was, he could not break free.
But this time, it was his son who ran away.
It is very likely that the son will never come back. In this case, wouldn’t their work be in vain?
Nan Yan didn't dare to explain it clearly, because this truth would be even more obvious in the royal family.
Throughout history, there were countless princes who murdered their fathers for the throne. Nan Yan didn't dare to say it, especially because Zhu Feng already had a prince, and she had given birth to a King of Han for him. How could she dare to say this in front of him?
Seeing her hesitating, Zhu Feng sneered.
Nan Yan said softly: "Your Majesty..."
Zhu Feng said coldly, "Don't think you're the only one who understands. I've lived to this age, haven't I seen as much as you?"
Nan Yan lowered her head.
Zhu Feng didn't seem to want to talk about this issue any further, as it had already upset him. He snatched the fan from Nan Yan's hand and fanned himself several times. Nan Yan hurriedly whispered, "Let me do it."
After saying that, she gently took back the fan and fanned him.
After seeing Zhu Feng's face return to normal, she softly asked, "Your Majesty, by letting your son go, aren't you really afraid that he won't come back?"
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