Chapter 169: Zhang Dazhang, who is eager to see the fun
Emperor Dayu's trusted eunuch Zhang Dehai had just taken the summer-cooling mung bean soup brought by the young eunuch when a black-robed secret guard flashed by and whispered in his ear. The other person disappeared in a moment. Zhang Dehai immediately smiled so hard that his old face blossomed. Now there was something exciting to watch.
"Your Majesty, please drink some mung bean soup. Don't overwork yourself."
Eunuch Zhang silently placed the mung bean soup in his hand on the table, then stepped forward and neatly arranged the memorials that Emperor Dayu Song Zhi had just reviewed, then stepped aside and concentrated on fanning Emperor Dayu.
"If you have something to say, just say it. It's uncomfortable to keep it in your heart!" Emperor Dayu Song Zhi glanced at his confidant Zhang Dehai. The two grew up together. Zhang Dehai had been serving him personally since he was young, and they were familiar with each other. He could tell what the other was thinking just by a little gesture or expression.
"Hehe, I knew that nothing can be hidden from Your Majesty."
"Teacher Qiao is back today. I thought Your Majesty was reviewing memorials, so I planned to talk to you after you were done."
"Teacher, you're back? When did it happen? Is everything okay, teacher?" Emperor Dayu Song Zhi looked up and asked. His teacher always talked about retirement. He was so old but still running around every day. Whenever there was something to ask him, he would complain of being tired. It was rare to see him except to make a complaint.
"I came back this afternoon. Master Qiao is doing fine and looks very healthy!"
"Your Majesty, let me tell you something funny. I also heard that the old prince Wu'an went there as soon as possible. The two of them didn't quarrel this time. Master Qiao even took his arm and invited the old prince Wu'an into the palace warmly."
After Zhang Dehai finished speaking, everyone felt it was strange. These two were like a mouse and a cat. They would fight whenever they met. If they didn't fight, everyone would think it was abnormal.
"Oh! There is such a thing?" Emperor Dayu Song Zhi put down the pen in his hand and asked with great interest.
One of these two people is his great uncle, and the other is his teacher who taught him since he was a child. They both watched him grow up, and assisted him in securing his position as Emperor Dayu, one with civil and one with military skills. They were both very kind to him. He can say that Dayu is now so stable and prosperous, and the people can live and work in peace and contentment, and it is also one of the best among other countries. These two people have made great contributions.
It's just that these two people would fight whenever they met. They had been fighting since the time when his father was alive and in power, and they were still fighting with him. He understood why his father got a headache whenever he saw them fighting. He thought it was not difficult at the time, but later when it was his turn, he realized how difficult it was!
If he accidentally said something wrong and slightly leaned towards another person, one of them would immediately overturn the table and smash the chairs, and he, the emperor, might even be whipped a few times. The other one simply closed his eyes and lay down on the ground. Even when the imperial physician came, he still refused to open his eyes. He, the master of keeping things balanced, was exhausted.
It was strange that they didn't fight this time. Shouldn't it be his uncle who kicked the door and Master Qiao who fought back with a broom? What happened?
"Your Majesty, I also heard that in the end, Prince Wu'an ran away holding a pot of ghost orchid. He ran very fast and Master Qiao couldn't catch up with him."
"Old Doctor Shao also got a basin, and he left happily too!"
Zhang Dehai told Song Zhi everything that the secret guard had told him. This made Song Zhi itchy and he wanted to summon Tutor Qiao to the palace right away to get to the bottom of the matter. However, it was already night time, so he decided to let the teacher have some rest and wait till tomorrow to see what happened.
The next morning, it was another scorching hot day. A gorgeous carriage stopped at the gate of the Qiao Mansion. Zhang Dehai came in person to pick up Qiao Wenyuan into the palace. The emperor had ordered him to pick him up early in the morning before the morning court session, and not to neglect the old tutor.
Zhang Dehai knew this without the emperor's reminder. He dared not offend the old tutor, so he just had to be respectful and enthusiastic and show him respect. How could he dare to neglect him?
It turned out to be a pity, as Qiao Wenyuan was not at home. Butler Qiao said that Tutor Qiao had taken his three grandsons to Prince Wu'an's Palace early in the morning and would probably not be back for a while.
Zhang Dehai immediately ordered his guards to drive to Wu'an Palace. God knows how excited he was inside. It seemed that the lack of a fight yesterday was a lie. Today, a war was going to start. He wanted to go to the scene to watch the excitement, hehe!
“Okay, okay, you’re worthy of being my granddaughter. You’re amazing! Hahahaha!”
"Yes, kick him, attack his lower body, kick his right leg!"
"Hahahaha, good job, Yi Yi! Hahaha!" King Wu'an looked so proud that he wanted to jump up and clap his hands, but when he thought about how he had received such a big gift from Qiao Wenyuan yesterday, he decided to give this old man some face.
"Qing Hai, fight back! There is no distinction between men and women on the battlefield, throw your punches! Ouch! You idiot!"
“Hey, hey, hey! It’s me you want to be mad at! Damn it, you can’t even beat a little girl, and you still dare to say you’re a martial artist!”
"You bastard, you've completely disgraced me! Just wait for me!"
Qiao Wenyuan jumped up, wishing he could go on the field himself. He thought of the scene of his little daughter killing the wolf, and then looked at the fighting ability of his grandson, and everything in front of his eyes went dark.
When he came here, he said that he had good martial arts skills and his master praised him, and that's it???
With such mediocre skills, if he met the group of wild wolves like before, he would be feasted on the spot. It would be a sin for an old man to send off several young people!
When Zhang Dehai came in, he saw Master Qiao jumping up and kicking his grandson in the butt. This spirit was really extraordinary. What kind of magic medicine did he take? The old prince Wu'an was laughing so hard that his face was about to break. What happened? There was no fight!
"Hahaha, are you still competing? How about I let my little granddaughter give him three moves, and then we can compete again!"
"If it doesn't work, you can just let them all come together. How about my little granddaughter taking on the three of them alone?"
Song Hancheng's face was about to bloom with smiles, hahahaha, it's rare to see someone coming to his house early in the morning to get beaten up, it really made him very happy all day.
Song Luoyi also stood aside with a smile, holding a red tasseled spear in her hand, and raised her eyebrows as she looked at Yu Qinghai who was defeated by her.
Little guy, if grandpa hadn’t told her to stop, she would have beaten him so hard that he ran all over the yard!
Yu Qinghai also rubbed his leg that was hurt by Song Luoyi's spear. He felt so miserable. Who knew this little girl was so good at martial arts? He was beaten by her without any ability to fight back. His grandfather didn't know how to punish him. He was dead!
"We have to admit defeat since we are inferior to you in skills. Don't be so proud. When my little girl comes, she will definitely beat you to a pulp. Humph!"
"Have you been watching the show for quite some time? Chief Steward Zhang, why are you still standing there? Come over here quickly!" Qiao Wenyuan glared at him. Zhang Dehai shuddered all over and quickly trotted forward.
"This old servant pays homage to Grand Tutor Qiao and old Prince Wu'an!" Zhang Dehai bowed to the two men respectfully.
"What's the matter? You have come to my house. Does the emperor miss us? Does he want us to go to the palace and find him something to do?" Song Hancheng asked with narrowed eyes.
"Haha!" Zhang Dehai was numb. How should he answer? If these two giant Buddhas were invited into the palace, it would be fine if there was no fight. But if they started fighting in front of the emperor, would he still be dead?
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