This battle confused everyone. Is the Ninth Prince...standing up?
Emperor Tianwu smiled smugly, "Old Nine still looks more handsome standing up." He was a typical person who liked to watch the fun and not be afraid of trouble. He shouted, "Keep fighting! So many people are watching!"
Xuan Tianming raised his lips and smiled evilly, "Why rush? Wait until he is seated firmly."
Looking at Xing Haisheng who was beaten into the wheelchair, it was not known whether he had internal injuries or was simply not used to the wheelchair, but as soon as he sat on it, it began to shake. He felt that the ground must be uneven, otherwise why would the wheelchair keep turning and couldn't stop?
Emperor Qian Zhou was so angry that he shouted, "Get out of the wheelchair!"
These words finally reminded Xing Haisheng. He came to his senses and immediately gathered the energy in his dantian and shot it straight up into the sky.
Unfortunately, before his butt could completely leave the wheelchair, Xuan Tianming slapped him on the shoulder with the back of his knife and knocked him back.
One wanted to leave the wheelchair, the other tried to stop him from leaving the wheelchair. After a few rounds, the thirty moves were over in no time. Xuan Tianming was no longer willing to deal with him. With the back of his knife, he lifted up the sword that Xing Haisheng had been holding in his hand. As soon as the sword left his body, it immediately came out of its sheath. He swung his knife and cut the sword in two.
"It's boring." Someone quickly stopped and shook his head, saying, "It's meaningless to use a borrowed sword. You can come and fight me with your own weapons another day. Now--" He glanced at the wheelchair that person was sitting on and smiled evilly, "Now, get up for me!"
As soon as the words came out, a figure flashed, and no one could see clearly when and how the Ninth Prince moved. They felt a flash in front of their eyes, and a bundle-like object was thrown far away. That thing was none other than the Thousand Zhou general Xing Haisheng. Xuan Tianming wheeled the person out of his wheelchair, then sat back in the wheelchair and waved in one direction: "Heng Heng, come over and push me."
Feng Yuheng smiled and walked forward to push the wheelchair, but her little hand took the opportunity to pinch the back of his neck hard.
I told you to pretend!
Feng Yuheng was not happy, and there were two people who were even more unhappy, namely Qian Zhou's uncle and the civil servant Chang Da who was traveling with him. Then the uncle said angrily: "Your Highness the Ninth Prince's leg injury has obviously healed, why is he still sitting in a wheelchair?"
Xuan Tianming glanced at him and answered very seriously: "Because I'm lazy."
"Hmph!" The emperor's uncle flicked his sleeves and his expression became even uglier.
Xuan Tianming was puzzled. "What does it have to do with you whether I sit in a wheelchair or not? Do you push it?"
General Pingnan had long disliked the people of Qianzhou, and he also chimed in, "That's right, I eat your Qianzhou food and drink your Qianzhou water? You control everything, and yet you care about what chair other people's children sit on?"
A few words made Uncle Zhou's face flushed and he couldn't say a word. Someone had already carried Xing Haisheng back. He lowered his head in disgrace and didn't dare to say a word.
Xuan Tianming turned his head and looked at the officials on both sides, and said with great dissatisfaction: "My leg was cured by the Ji'an County Master, why don't you show any appreciation?"
All the officials knelt down and kowtowed: "Congratulations to His Majesty the King on the recovery of his legs!"
He nodded with satisfaction, "Alright, everyone get up." Then he looked at Tianwu and said loudly, "I'm sorry for making you worry."
"Don't worry, don't worry!" Tianwu waved his hands repeatedly. It was clearly a polite remark, but why did he feel that something was wrong with Laojiu's face?
Zhang Yuan poked him and whispered, "His leg is injured like that, how can I not be worried?"
Oh! He nodded and quickly changed his words: "I was worried before, but your wife is a miracle doctor! She promised me last time that your leg would definitely get better. I even made a bet with the damn eunuch Zhang Yuan. I said you would get better today or next year, but he insisted on next year. He lost me a hundred taels of silver. Look, father still has more confidence in you, right?"
Zhang Yuan almost bit off his tongue. Your Majesty, are you going to sell me out just to please your son?
He said to Tianwu in a low voice with a gloomy face: "I have no money."
"I'll give you a reward later." Zhang Yuan thought it was good to be rewarded, and nodded with satisfaction. Unexpectedly, Tianwu added: "You can pay me back after the reward."
Let him die first!
Feng Yuheng couldn't bear to see the father and son continue to embarrass themselves like this, so he quickly took over the conversation: "Father, the new steel has begun to be refined at an accelerated pace. I believe that in time, the Dashun soldiers will be able to make weapons out of steel. When the time comes, please come to the camp in person for inspection."
Xuan Tianming also said: “I should go and see it myself. With 30,000 steel weapons in hand, the scene is more than spectacular.”
Tianwu was so excited by what they said that he nodded repeatedly, "Okay! Okay! When the steel is finished, I must go and see it."
The officials of Dashun were discussing the topic, all of which revolved around the steel knife. Feng Jinyuan wanted to step forward and talk to Feng Yuheng several times, but when he saw her cold eyes and she didn't even look at him, he lost the courage.
At this time, a young eunuch hurried forward, knelt on the ground, and said, "Your Majesty, the grandson of the thousand-year-old Zhou has been found."
"Oh?" Tianwu asked, "Where did you find it? Did you bring the person back?"
The eunuch replied: "We found it in the capital and have brought it back to the palace."
When the Emperor's uncle Qian Zhou heard that his grandson had been found, he immediately became excited and asked anxiously, "Where is he? Where is he?"
At this time, a voice came from the other end of the palace square: "Grandfather! Kun'er is here!"
Feng Yuheng shuddered. Kun'er? It's amazing that he could say that.
Following the dwarf's shout, the man was brought to the square. Tianwu looked at him wrapped in a blanket and felt a little strange, "Why are you wrapped in a blanket in such a hot day?"
The dwarf knelt down with a thud, kowtowed to Tianwu three times in a row, and then cried, "Your Majesty, please help Kun'er!"
Tianwu was puzzled: "What do you mean?" Then he thought again, "Oh, I heard that he was kidnapped?"
Qian Zhou's uncle also stepped forward and saluted, saying, "The thieves are rampant. I hope Your Majesty will investigate clearly."
Tianwu asked the officer who brought the people up, "Tell me, what's going on?"
The soldier was the one who was howled by the dwarf Feng Kun at the gate of the county lady's mansion. He immediately told everyone what happened before, and then looked at Feng Kun in confusion: "I really don't understand why the grandson of Qian Zhou ran to the wilderness alone. If he hadn't met Madam Yao, I'm afraid he would have been eaten by wild beasts now, right?"
Emperor Qian Zhou was not happy: "That's nonsense. Didn't you hear Kun'er say that he was kidnapped?"
The soldier rolled his eyes, thinking that you, a thousand-year-old uncle, why did you come to Dashun to show off? Then he threw a fact to him: "Madam Yao came back from the camp. How could she have the time to come to the capital to kidnap the grandson and then walk around the suburbs? The time doesn't seem right!"
Feng Kun quickly took over the conversation: "I went out of town to play by myself, and I met those thieves on the way. Not only did they hang me on a tree, they also threw me into the river."
"Oh!" The officer laughed again, "On the way to the palace, I was thinking, your legs are really fast, grandson! Did you go out to play in the middle of the night?"
Tianwu heard the door, stared at Feng Kun, and asked, "When did you meet Yao?"
Feng Kun knew that this lie would not stand up to scrutiny. It was full of loopholes upon closer inspection, so he simply acted like a child and said, "I forgot."
Emperor Qian Zhou's uncle was furious. "Your Majesty, Kun'er is still young, it's normal for him to go out and play, but how could that woman Yao be so vicious? She..."
Bang!
Suddenly, before he could finish his sentence, the Emperor Qian Zhou felt something flash before his eyes. Then his face suddenly felt hot, as if something was flowing down. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, and it was covered in blood.
The officials of Dashun covered their mouths and laughed secretly, thinking that it was what they deserved. They didn't do more homework before visiting Dashun. Why did you curse the mother of Ji'an County Master? Beating you is a light punishment. I haven't hit you with a steel knife yet. If you are really beaten to death, it will be considered a sacrifice.
Emperor Qian Zhou was dumbfounded. He endured the great pain to find the source. He saw the whip in Xuan Tianming's hand at a glance. He was so angry that he opened his mouth to curse. Before he could say anything, he heard Emperor Tianwu say, "What's the matter? Are you going to curse my old ninth brother?"
Emperor Qianzhou was stunned, and his brain immediately resumed working. All the news about the King of Dashun who always doted on the Ninth Prince without any reason came to him, including the Ninth Prince who followed suit and doted on the Princess of Ji'an without any reason. He began to be afraid. He was a Qianzhou person, and he came to Dashun alone without any reason. It was like a sheep entering a wolf's den. If he said one more word, he would lose his head!
But she felt aggrieved even if she didn't say anything, so she could only say to Tianwu: "Your Majesty, I, Qianzhou, have been paying tribute every year for these years and have always abided by the duties of a foreign country. Why do you..."
"Follow your duty?" Xuantian Mingtian said, "Qian Zhou has evil intentions. He said that Madam Yao hung this dwarf from a tree and threw him into the river? I tell you, yes, that's what she did. This is not a light punishment. If Madam was not soft-hearted, according to my opinion, she should have been washed, plucked, cut into pieces and thrown into the pot to cook."
"You——" Uncle Qian Zhou was shocked. Xuan Tianming suddenly spoke ill of him, which gave him a bad feeling. If he didn't have any evidence in the other party's hands, even if he was the ninth prince, he shouldn't have been so blatant in breaking up with Qian Zhou. You know, Kun'er came to Dashun as the grandson of Qian Zhou, and that was royal blood!
He realized that something was wrong, but he didn't have time to investigate the cause. He quickly stepped forward to help Feng Kun up and held him in his arms. Then he said, "Forget it. Qianzhou is a foreign country, so it can't compete with Dashun. Since Kun'er has been found, I will not pursue it any further."
However, it was not up to him to decide whether to pursue the case or not, and then Xuan Tianming said again: "This king does not care whether you pursue the case or not, but there is one thing you Qian Zhou must explain to me clearly - what is the purpose of dressing up an adult with dwarfism as a child and bringing him to Dashun?"
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