Chapter 483: Intensified Conflicts

The second prince's arrogant expression became even more intense.

Xia Miaoyuan pondered for a long time, and couldn't help but approach the second prince and whispered, "Did the second brother do all these things on the street?"

The second prince raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Of course! But the doggerel was written by Han Qingbo."

[This trick works well! ] Xia Miaoyuan sighed in his heart and gave the second prince a thumbs up.

Now, the conflict between Han Lie and Zhu Ling and Liang Chaozong has reached the point of being on the verge of breaking out.

The second prince and his men deliberately spread the rumor of Zhu Ling and Liang Chaozong's affair in the market, and Zhu Ling would definitely think that Han Lie did it in anger.

In this way, the conflict between them will become more serious.

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Three days passed in a flash. For various reasons, Zhu Ling announced to the outside world that the little emperor was unwell and had temporarily stopped attending court.

The little emperor was in a bad mood and had been hiding in his bedroom for days, not going out of the door.

In the early morning of this day, before dawn, the little emperor woke up.

This was the time when he should get up and go to court on weekdays. Every day at this time, he would wake up automatically. It had become a habit.

He didn't want to sleep anymore, so he put on his clothes and got out of bed.

The personal eunuch Bei'an hurriedly brought clothes for him to change.

"Your Majesty, do you want to have breakfast now?" Bei'an asked with his eyes lowered.

The little emperor waved his hand and said, "No need. I won't go to court today. I want to go out for a walk."

After that, the little emperor opened the door and walked out, leaving only Bei'an to follow.

At this time, it was not yet dawn, and the palace was hazy.

The little emperor felt depressed and didn't know where to go, so he just walked forward.

The master and the servant walked on the dim palace road.

When the little emperor reached a corner, he heard a low laugh.

There have always been rules in the palace, and palace servants are not allowed to laugh casually. Seeing this, Bei'an was about to step forward and scold.

But the little emperor waved his hands, stopped Bei'an, and stopped.

There was a huge wooden cart parked at the corner, with two wooden barrels as tall as a person on the cart.

It was the feces cart that came to each palace early in the morning to collect the toilet barrels, and the ones who were laughing were two eunuchs who emptied the toilet barrels.

The little emperor hid himself in the shadows, listened attentively, and the conversation of the two eunuchs came faintly.

One eunuch said, "You said that male favorite, is it really Mr. Liang? Isn't he a little too old?"

Another one said disdainfully, "What do you know? Those who are too young, although they are physically strong, often lack skills. It's more fun to play with someone who is in his early thirties, has good physical strength, and is experienced!"

The previous eunuch lowered his voice and said, "It is said that when he served the late emperor, he was very good at seduction. I wonder what it's like now that he is in bed with Mr. Liang?"

Then there was a burst of playful laughter.

At this time, the little emperor and Bei'an had already heard most of the conversation between the two.

The little emperor clenched his fists tightly, making a crackling sound. Bei'an secretly glanced at him and turned pale with fear.

"Your Majesty, let me deal with those two guys who are spewing feces!" Bei'an Xiaoyi said.

"No need!" The little emperor shouted coldly, and strode towards the dung cart.

The two eunuchs were about to pull the dung cart forward when they saw a tall figure walking towards them angrily in the darkness, and they were immediately frightened.

The little emperor rushed to the two of them, kicked them in the chest, and "bang bang".

The two fell to the ground and were about to curse when they looked up and found that the person in front of them was wearing a bright yellow robe.

In the Dai Viet Palace, there was no prince. Only the emperor could wear a bright yellow robe.

The two were so scared that they trembled like chaff.

"Tell me! Where did you hear what you just said?" The little emperor stepped on one of the eunuchs and asked in a sharp voice.

The eunuch who was stepped on trembled and said, "Your Majesty, please spare my life. We heard it outside the palace."

The little emperor was furious and asked Bei'an to take the two back to the bedroom. After a careful interrogation, he found out that the whole capital was talking about the romantic affair between the Empress Dowager and the Emperor's teacher Mr. Liang.

The eunuchs and maids in the palace were also secretly discussing this matter.

It's just that he didn't know about it. The little emperor was so angry that he ordered people to pull down the two eunuchs and pull out their tongues on the spot, and then smashed them wildly in his bedroom. Only then did he

calm down a little.

In Shouxi Palace, Zhu Ling finished breakfast and was thinking about his recent troubles when he heard the eunuch run in and report: "Empress Dowager, His Majesty is here in a rage!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yue Haoming strode in with a cold face.

He walked in without bowing to Zhu Ling, but just glared at her angrily.

"Ming'er, what are you doing..." Zhu Ling felt guilty when she saw her son's expression.

The palace servants in the room had already retreated with a wink, and the last person to leave the room even closed the door.

Yue Haoming then said: "Your Majesty, do you know that your romantic affair with Mr. Liang has spread throughout the palace and the entire capital!"

"Now, the common people and palace maids are talking about this as a topic of conversation after dinner."

"Humph! What's worse, they even wrote your limericks, and now children all over the capital are singing them."

Zhu Ling's face changed drastically, and she looked at her son in disbelief, "How could this be?!"

"That day in Nanyuan, I dealt with all the palace maids who were present."

Zhu Ling looked at her son at a loss, not knowing whether to stand or sit, her face full of embarrassment.

"It must have been done by Princess Anguo's people!" Zhu Ling shouted.

"Daxia is hoping that our Great Yue will have internal turmoil!"

The little emperor frowned, "How could it be them? They didn't even know that the man was Mr. Liang, so how could they spread rumors that you and Mr. Liang were having an affair!"

Zhu Ling held her head, as if forcing herself to calm down and think. After a moment of silence, she said, "It's Han Lie, it must be that guy Han Lie!"

"It must be because he persuaded me to drive Mr. Liang away last time, but I refused, and he holds a grudge against me!" Zhu Ling's face was fierce. "

Han Lie, you old thing, do you think you can control me by spreading rumors about me like this?"

That day, Zhu Ling, as the young emperor, issued an edict, ordering Han Lie to stay in the mansion to recuperate, and not to enter the palace, go out, or meet guests without an imperial edict.

To put it bluntly, this is a house arrest order.

Zhu Ling even sent ten imperial guards to guard the gate of Han's mansion.

When Han Lie learned about the house arrest order, he was so angry that he spit out blood.

"Well, Zhu Ling, you dare to kill me like this!"

Mrs. Han panicked and wiped the blood off Han Lie with a handkerchief.

Han Lie took a deep breath, forced himself to sit up, stared at the nothingness in front of him, and said word by word: "I, Han Lie, have had a rough life. How can you, a villain, easily defeat me!?"

"Even if I am dying, I will do my best to fight you!"

That night, Han Lie sent his confidant to deliver a message to the right prime minister.

At the second watch, a man in a black cloak slipped in from the corner gate of the Han Mansion.