Chapter 4 I'm going to beat him to death with sticks!
Shen Zhejiang really paused.
He touched his sleeve and found that his clothes were new, and even the letter was missing. He didn't know whether it was lost in the water or taken away by Xiao Zhinian.
Xiao Zhinian should not be aware of what happened back then. If he had seen it, how would he look upon me?
"Liubao, bring it in."
Without giving Shen Zhejiang a chance to refuse, Xiao Zhinian gave an order and called out loudly.
Liu Bao came in tremblingly, carrying the beggar with him. He knelt down at Xiao Zhinian's feet, clung to his legs, and cried with snot and tears, "Your Highness! I have been with you since I was a child. For this reason, please forgive me this time! I will never tell anyone about your pleasure with Lord Shen!"
Xiao Zhinian's face turned black, and he kicked Liu Bao over and said, "You dog slave! Shut up! If you want Cheng Huan, you are also a master..."
Glancing at the slightly warning look from Shen Zhejiang, the volume became lower and lower.
The beggar rolled his eyes: “…” Oh my God, is there anyone who would pay attention to me?
Let’s get back to the topic.
Without saying a word, Xiao Zhinian took Shen Zhejiang to sit at the table, ordered Liubao to make pine leaf green clothes tea, and brought some cakes for Shen Zhejiang to eat, and then began to interrogate the beggar.
"Tell me, why do you want to push my master?"
The beggar looked younger than Xiao Zhinian, with a dusty face and a body as dirty as if he had rolled in the mud. He said confidently, "I have money. A rogue like me cannot compare to the two nobles. I only care about having enough food to eat."
Xiao Zhinian asked: "Who gave you the money?"
"Why should I tell you?" the little beggar asked.
Xiao Zhinian was so angry that he laughed: "Do you know who you are talking to? Just answer whatever I ask. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, and this is perfectly reflected in this little beggar.
The little beggar was not afraid of him: "If you don't tell me, how can I know who you are?"
"If I don't give you a taste of my flesh, you won't know how powerful I am," Xiao Zhinian snorted coldly, signaling Liu Bao with his eyes, "Go, beat him until he is willing to answer."
Immediately, two eunuchs held the little beggar on both sides. Liu Bao took a mahogany stick, approached him, and started beating him with it.
The little beggar struggled. He was still a child after all. When he saw that he couldn't break free, he felt scared and shouted, "Let me go! Let me go!!"
Shen Zhejiang's expression slightly changed, and he raised his sleeve to stop him, "Wait."
Liu Bao looked at Xiao Zhinian hesitantly. No matter what, the prince was his only master now.
Xiao Zhinian nodded and said, "Sir, your order is my order, put it down."
"yes."
Shen Zhejiang waved to the little beggar and said loudly, "Come here."
Seeing that someone was backing him up, the little beggar was no longer afraid and said bluntly, "Why should I listen to you..."
Before the word "you" was formed, Xiao Zhinian raised his eyebrows and glared at him. The little beggar choked and dared not say another word. He walked away angrily.
Eight years ago, Shen Zhejiang was nominated to be the Prince's Tutor. At that time, Xiao Zhinian was only a child of six or seven years old, and he was even more arrogant and ignorant.
Looking at the little beggar's behavior, he easily thought of Xiao Zhinian's childhood and felt pity for him.
Shen Zhejiang picked up the untouched porcelain plate of cloud cake and handed it to the little beggar standing in front of him, and then said: "Tell me what you know, these cakes are all yours."
The little beggar swallowed his saliva and was about to reach out to take it, but Xiao Zhinian snatched the plate away and said dissatisfiedly: "This is for you, sir."
Shen Zhejiang squeezed the plate with his knuckles and said in a deep voice, “Your Highness.”
Xiao Zhinian looked into his eyes, as calm as ever, even a little more severe than usual——
This was the look Shen Zhejiang would show when he made a mistake.
The crown prince of Dayan Dynasty was fearless and turned the palace upside down. Even the emperor and empress could do nothing to him. Just when everyone thought that the country would be defeated by such a prince one day, Shen Zhejiang appeared.
As the saying goes, every thing has its own nemesis.
No one knew what method Shen Zhejiang used to subdue this little devil so perfectly. To be more precise, Shen Zhejiang couldn't explain the reason in the past few years.
Xiao Zhinian shut up. His sad expression made him look like an abandoned puppy. He reluctantly and slowly loosened his hand, even humming softly with particular grievance.
How can you help outsiders but not insiders?
He refused to accept.
The little beggar's eyes rolled back and forth between the two men, and he cleverly realized that the gentle one seemed more dignified than the other. If he could rely on him, he would probably have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life.
Shen Zhejiang ignored Xiao Zhinian's sulking and turned to the little beggar, "What do you think?"
"Okay," the little beggar lion said, "but you have to take care of my meals, every meal from now on."
"Okay, but I have a condition," Shen Zhejiang bargained with him, "I'll decide how to manage it."
The little beggar thought about it and said, "Deal."
"Go ahead."
"It was raining heavily that night. I had nowhere to go so I spent the night in a dilapidated temple outside the city. I was sleeping soundly when I was suddenly woken up by a man in black in the middle of the night."
Xiao Zhinian asked anxiously, "See what he looks like?"
"They say the man in black could see it, how could he?"
"Just try and talk back to me again if you dare!" Xiao Zhinian slammed the table.
The little beggar trembled all over, huddled behind Shen Zhejiang, and cautiously looked at him.
Shen Zhejiang said: “Your Highness, let him finish.”
Xiao Zhinian felt as if his heart was being pressed down by a wall, and he felt depressed. When he saw the little beggar dared to make faces at him smugly, he immediately became furious and should have beaten him to death with a stick!
Shen Zhejiang pulled the little beggar out and said, "Go on."
"The man in black was wearing a hood and it was pitch black. I couldn't see anything clearly. He put a knife on my neck. I was scared to death and thought I had offended some important person. Then he gave me a painting."
Shen Zhejiang asked, "Who is in the painting?"
"you."
"I?"
The little beggar nodded and said, "It's you. The man in black told me to do what he wanted or he would kill me. I was definitely afraid of death. He also gave me a bag of silver and told me to choose between the knife and the purse. What could I do? If I didn't choose the purse, I'd be a fool."
Shen Zhejiang said succinctly: "So, this person asked you to kill me, so how did he know when I would appear on the bridge?"
The little beggar scratched his head with his dirty hands and said embarrassedly: "He only asked me to find the right time to make a move. I have actually been following you for a long time."
This child is brave and resourceful. If he is not guided onto the right path, he will inevitably go down a path of no return.
Shen Zhejiang thought secretly and took a sip of hot tea.
But it was just such a coincidence, it happened just when I got the key information.
Then he asked again, "You really didn't see the man clearly. Was there any mark on his face, or was there any ornament on his hand?"
The little beggar searched his memory of that day, wrinkled his face and shook his head, "No... Oh, no, there is! His knife! When he took out the knife, lightning happened to strike, and I saw an unripe fruit on the handle of his knife. It's really strange, who would hang something like this? I won't pick it!"
Xiao Zhinian asked in confusion: "...What do you mean by unripe fruit?"
The little beggar said arrogantly, "Uncooked means uncooked! You haven't seen it before, have you? That's right, how could His Highness, who lives a life of luxury, have seen it before?"
"Shut your mouth!"
You and I were arguing like two half-year-old children.
Shen Zhejiang sighed and added: “It should be emerald jade.”
This means that the people who want to take his life are not ordinary people, but either people in high positions or wealthy businessmen.
But apart from the emperor, Shen Zhejiang couldn't think of another person who would have a grudge against him.
Could it be that it was really the emperor who did it?
If that was the case, why did you let him live back then?
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