Yu Wenhao calmed down and said, "Don't howl. When you get to the father, if he hears you howling all the time, he will call you a coward."
King Qi was so painful that he couldn't speak, he hummed and shuffled his feet. In the end, he couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Brother, you can carry me on your back."
"Your wound is in the front, isn't it more painful if I carry you?" Yu Wenhao was also worried when he saw him like this, so why couldn't he bear the pain so much
I think that Lao Yuan entered the palace with a whole body wound, but all of them were able to hold on like this. Old Qi is not as good as a woman.
"It's better to have a pain in the diaphragm than to tear it like this." King Qi stopped, waved his hand weakly, his face was completely white, and even his lips were bloodless.
Yu Wenhao had to carry him on his back, and when he carried him on his back, the king of Qi shouted "yahyah" again.
Yu Wenhao asked: "Can it work?"
King Qi looked back at Father Mu Ru with difficulty, with a sad face, "Why don't you carry me away."
Father Mu Ru had already asked the imperial palace decree, and Cao Yuyi replied that the injury was not that serious, but his chest was okay, but the abdominal wound was deeper.
So, seeing King Qi like this, father-in-law Mu Ru couldn't help but ask with concern: "Did the imperial doctor not check it clearly? Will it hurt the internal organs?"
King Qi took a breath, "It didn't hurt the internal organs."
Father Mu Ru sees him like this, it is really difficult to get in, and said: "Okay, then carry it."
Without shoulders and stretchers, carrying it means that one person is lifting the shoulders, and the other is lifting the legs, the head is sunk, and the handle of the lantern must be held in the mouth.
However, this is better than going by yourself.
King Qi looked at the dark sky, the light of the lights was not enough to illuminate the night in the palace.
He just felt that everything was like a world away.
I don't know why it's like this when I'm walking.
It's still uncomfortable in my heart.
Especially thinking of the wounds she suffered in the end, she had to go to the palace to file a complaint first.
"Master, you walk slowly, the old slave is a bit unable to move his legs." Father Mu Ru is responsible for lifting his shoulders, and Wang Qi's head keeps hitting his crotch. Isn't he walking fast or slow? .
Yu Wenhao stopped and said, "No, it's more tiring to walk like this, Old Qi, you bear with me, I will carry you."
After he finished speaking, he directly pushed Wang Qi up, supporting his hips with one hand and his mid-waist with the other, doing light work under his feet and hurried away.
In this way, he rushed all the way to the Imperial Study Room, just when the Emperor Ming Yuan came out to relax his muscles and bones, he saw King Qi come with him.
He hurriedly put down King Qi to salute, Emperor Ming Yuan glanced at him lightly, "Just kneel on this one and hold him. Without my will, you are not allowed to let it go."
Yu Wenhao's hands were so tired that he thought he could finally put it down, but he didn't know that his father would make things difficult for him, so he didn't dare to defy it!
He had to knelt down with trembling legs, and continued to support King Qi with both hands.
If King Qi wants to balance, he cannot move his hands and must maintain a fixed posture.
But how tired is it to kneel and lift
King Qi, whose head was lifted up, had to hang down due to pain in his abdomen, so that his abdomen dantian would not be forced. His feet dropped in front of Yu Wenhao, a little closer than his feet. It was two buttocks, almost all hanging down to his forehead.
Yu Wenhao sighed and suffered.
The Emperor of Ming and Yuan strolled in the courtyard, stretching his muscles and bones, while Mu Rugong followed behind, looking back at Yu Wenhao and King Qi anxiously.
Yu Wenhao's hands were getting lower and lower, and his body was almost crushed.
The time for this cup of tea is over.
The effort of sticking incense passed.
He was lying directly on the ground, bowing his back, using the strength of his head and back to support King Qi's body, but his hands were still lifted and could not be put down.
He was already panting.
King Qi also felt that the most difficult moment in his life was this moment. On the contrary, Chu Mingcui's heart was broken, and he didn't seem to care so much anymore, and only hoped that this moment would pass quickly.
Finally, Emperor Ming Yuan walked back to the stone steps and said faintly: "Come in!"
Yu Wenhao squatted forward and lay straight, his hands hanging down, regardless of whether King Qi would fall off or not. Anyway, his hands were completely lost. King Qi slid down along the way, still pressing on him, but finally it was more comfortable. Up.
After resting for a while, the two brothers helped each other and pulled their heads in.
After entering, Emperor Ming Yuan was already sitting on the dragon chair, slapped the table and said angrily: "Kneel down!"
Kneeled down on four legs "Patter".
The Ming Yuan emperor's eyes were stern, and he angered Yu Wenhao first, "It is said that you and Princess Qi secretly communicated with you, what is going on?"
When Yu Wenhao heard this, and saw that Father Mu Ru was sent outside to guard, he knew that tonight was the conversation between the father and son, not the monarch and the ministers.
He aggrieved: "The son really doesn't have one."
King Qi also defended him, "Father, the fifth brother really doesn't have one."
"Are you still talking?" Emperor Ming Yuan was very angry, "Your wife said this, saying that this is your accusation."
King Qi was no longer surprised and sad, and defended: "Father, my son has never said anything like this."
Emperor Ming Yuan looked at the two men and breathed a sigh of relief.
Immediately, he said coldly and sternly: "Now that I don't have it? Why are you accusing your fifth brother so brutally today?"
"Erchen really didn't." Qi Wang said in a daze.
Emperor Ming Yuan didn't listen to him at all, so he glanced at Yu Wenhao coldly, "When this word came out, others didn't believe it was groundless. If you correct yourself, how can others frame you? Are you convicted?"
Yu Wenhao admitted that he was unlucky, "My son convicted!"
"Pull down, each of the top ten boards, Nian Qi Wang is hurt, and Chu Wang will take it on his behalf!" Ming Yuan Emperor ordered.
Wang Qi looked at Yu Wenhao sympathetically and guiltily. He didn't dare to talk more about this matter, and he couldn't bear it.
Yu Wenhao really didn't expect to ask a few words, so he went straight to the stick, and once again recognized bad luck in his heart.
He was dragged down, and Wang Qi was also sent to the Dongnuan Pavilion to see his injuries.
Yu Wenhao's crackling twenty sticks quickly finished, and he was dragged back to kneel in the royal study room.
The main hall is closed.
The lights were shining brightly, making Yu Wenhao's face as white as Wang Qi.
"Do you know why I want to beat you?" Emperor Ming Yuan's tone eased a lot.
"The son is not righteous himself." Yu Wenhao was a little angry, so he beat him directly without explaining.
"I'm calling you to show your brother." Emperor Ming Yuan walked down, helped him personally, and looked at him solemnly: "No matter who said this, there will always be rumors spread to your brother in the future. In my ears, he doesn't care today. He may not care if he says too much in the future. If you get the beating first, he will owe you something in his heart, because he knows that Chu Mingcui made up this statement in the beginning."
Yu Wenhao said, "Father, are you a bitter trick?"
Emperor Ming Yuan said indifferently: "Isn't it I who suffers anyway, is it painful?"
Yu Wenhao stretched out his hand and touched the back, "The guard is light, it doesn't hurt much."
Emperor Ming Yuan's tone was even more relaxed, "Well, go out and get another twenty."
Yu Wenhao shook violently, almost vomiting blood and fell to the ground, asking in disbelief, "Father, are you serious?"
Emperor Ming Yuan said coldly: "If you don't want to receive these twenty sticks, think of a way. Without damaging Chu Shoufu's face, happily dismiss Chu Mingcui, then these twenty sticks can be avoided."