His words were so infuriating that Grand Tutor Wu raised his beard and flushed red. Wasn't this clearly a comment about his old age and blurred vision? It was outrageous.
Huang Shixiong, who was standing aside, saw this and confidently stepped forward, patting his chest and shouting:
"Your Majesty, since the Prince of Zhennan doesn't trust Grand Tutor Wu, then let this old minister do it! My hands are calloused from handling knives, and I promise not to hurt the child too much."
"no."
Leng Zian raised his eyebrows and glanced at Huang Shixiong, then waved his hand again and refused seriously:
"Your Majesty, it's said that Prince Ping Liao was once a butcher, and his grip is too strong. How can my son's delicate skin and flesh withstand it? I think it's safer to let General Liu do it. I don't trust anyone else."
Hearing this, the emperor's brows tightened, and Huang Shixiong glared at him with a puff of his beard. Don't you trust Huang Shixiong? What's wrong with being a pig butcher? Isn't he still the King of Ping Liao?
However, although he was angry, he still suppressed his anger and waited for the results to come out. He would definitely give Leng Zian a good lesson.
Seeing this, Liu Dechang clasped his fists and saluted the emperor, "Your Majesty, since the Prince of Zhennan trusts me, then I will do it!"
The emperor did not stop him, but nodded with a gloomy face. Leng Zian was really picky. He kept choosing the person to cut his blood.
Liu Dechang walked slowly to the center of the main hall, picked up the dagger from the tray, and said to Leng Zian:
"Prince Zhennan, please."
Leng Zian stretched out his hand, and Liu Dechang picked up the knife and cut his finger. Before Leng Zian could blink, a drop of bright red blood dripped into the basin of clear water.
Seeing this, Xiao Zhi also came forward with a righteous look. He rolled up his sleeves generously, revealing his slender fingers.
Liu Dechang looked at him and comforted him softly:
"It won't hurt too much."
Xiao Zhi stared at Liu Dechang with his big, sparkling eyes and said solemnly:
"I'm not afraid of pain."
Despite saying this, he still closed his eyes when he saw the knife.
Sure enough, it didn't hurt. Before he could react, his finger had been cut and a drop of bright red blood dripped into the basin of clear water.
Leng Zian hurried over and tightly grasped Xiaozhi's finger, then suddenly put it in his mouth, looking extremely distressed.
Huang Shixiong, who was standing aside, curled his lips in disdain and said:
"Until you can tell the truth from the false, it would be better for the Prince of Zhennan not to act so hypocritically, lest you feel disappointed when the results come out."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Leng Zian pointed at Huang Shixiong angrily. Xiao Zhi hurriedly pulled at the corner of his clothes and said softly:
"Daddy, don't be anxious. It's not too late to talk about it after the results come out."
His words reminded Leng Zian, and he hurriedly looked at the two drops of blood in the basin of clear water. Everyone, including the emperor, was also looking at the basin of clear water.
The two drops of blood were seen moving gently in the water, and just when everyone was staring intently and caught off guard, they really merged together.
"It's my son. Did you see it? The blood has melted. Xiaozhi is my son."
Leng Zian suddenly became excited. He shouted and lifted Xiaozhi up. The eight-year-old child was almost thrown over his head.
Luo Lan and Leng Yu were also happy for them. They looked at each other and smiled with relief.
Seeing this, Huang Shixiong lowered his head in disappointment.
Wu Taishi's face turned ashen...
After the excitement subsided, Leng Zian looked at the emperor and said with a fist:
"Your Majesty, Xiaozhi is my son, a descendant of the Leng family. You have seen it, can he go to the ancestral hall to worship his ancestors?"
The emperor's face was heavy. He had never thought that the child was really Leng Zian's. How could such a good thing happen to him? He glanced at him and said in a cold voice:
"There's no rush to pay respect to our ancestors. Wait until the first day of next year. But you can't just let go of what you've done."
Hearing this, Leng Zian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, asking in confusion,
"Didn't the Emperor just promise to waive my punishment? Why is he going back on his word now?"
"I don't regret it, but it's true that you made a mistake. I won't punish you. I'll just punish you by paying a tribute of ten thousand taels of gold to the imperial court when you return!"
"What?"
Hearing this, Leng Zian felt his hair stand on end. Ten thousand taels of gold? This is not a small amount of money.
Seeing the surprise on his face, the emperor frowned and asked sternly:
"Does the Prince of Zhennan think it's too little?"
Hearing this, Leng Zian waved his hands vigorously, "Not less, not less."
Anyway, the Yunnan Palace has ample money. Not to mention taking out ten thousand taels of gold, even one hundred thousand taels would be more than enough. As long as he and Xiaozhi can return safely, what do these material possessions matter?
Seeing that he was happy to respond, the emperor waved his hand and said, "Go back to your Yunnan. Don't come to the capital again unless necessary. Remember to send the gold before May."
Leng Zian chuckled, took Xiao Zhi's hand, and bowed to the emperor. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me. I will definitely send the gold to you soon. I will take my leave now."
Xiao Zhi also bowed and said:
"Xiao Zhi, I'm leaving."
After leaving these words, Leng Zian took Xiaozhi's hand and almost ran out of the Baohe Hall.
Looking at the backs of the father and son, although the emperor's face was calm, he felt a little more relaxed in his heart.
This incident was really a big deal. Even if they controlled Leng Zian, they could not control the elite soldiers under his command. If the child had not come back to life, this battle would have been inevitable, and in the end it would have been a lose-lose situation. The people would also complain and criticize him, the emperor, behind his back.
Watching Leng Zi'an leave peacefully, the emperor felt relieved. He suddenly thought of the scenes when they played together as children, and an unknown melancholy surged in his heart.
He didn't want to talk about this matter anymore, so he waved his hand at everyone and said, "Let's just leave it at that. All of you can leave!"
Hearing this, Wu Hong quickly winked at Wu Yuanzhang, signaling him to leave quickly. Liu Dechang and Huang Shixiong saluted and retreated.
Leng Yu and Luo Lan were about to salute when the emperor raised his hand to stop them.
"Princess Yu, why did you lie to me?"
The emperor's voice suddenly became extremely harsh. Luo Lan took a deep breath. Leng Zian and Xiao Zhi were fine, but she was a little confused.
Seeing this, Leng Yu hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "What do you mean, father?"
"snort!"
The emperor waved his sleeves vigorously and roared, "You told me last night that the child was still in a coma, why is he here today?"
this……
Luo Lan frowned. How should she explain this?
At this time, Leng Yu replied directly:
"Father, this matter is not Luo Lan's fault. The child only woke up after you called Luo Lan away yesterday. Besides, it was wise of you to handle this matter this way. Otherwise, if it were to get out, it would be a disgrace to the royal family."
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