As soon as Fang Tianzhuo came down to court, Nanmenliang told him in a hurry: "Young Master He beat Concubine Luo Gui, making a fuss for His Majesty to judge."
Fang Tianzhuo paused slightly: "Zhenger?"
"Exactly."
Fang Tianzhuo raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "What do you think?"
Nan Menliang said sincerely: "This Mr. He is somewhat different from what we investigated."
Fang Tianzhuo nodded: "I think so too."
With the sound of "The emperor is coming", the hall suddenly knelt down, and He Zheng knelt down, with both hands supporting the ground, but his knees were suspended in the air and did not really touch the ground.
Fang Tianzhuo glanced at him and strode in.
Qiu Shuiluo covered her face with pear blossoms and rain: "Your Majesty, you have to decide for my concubine! This He Zheng is so bold, he actually dared to slap his concubine!"
Fang Tianzhuo stopped beside her.
Qiu Shui's jade-colored face was blushed, her hair was disheveled, and her luxurious hair accessories were crooked. Her pitiful and helpless appearance didn't have the shadow of her usual bravado.
But no matter how wronged she was, she didn't dare to pounce on Fang Tianzhuo directly for comfort, she just fell on the ground and cried.
Fang Tianzhuo frowned and said, "Why don't you invite the imperial doctor to see the concubine's injury?"
Immediately, some palace servants led the order to go, Fang Tianzhuo walked up to the seat of honor and sat down, and said, "Why are you making such a fuss here?"
He Zheng raised his head, and Qiu Shuiluo was already crying again: "The concubine is now in charge of Fengyin, and I heard that He Xiangguo sent a male pet to His Majesty, who has been living in His Majesty's bedroom these days, so I wanted to come and see him soon, Arrange a place for him, after all, His Majesty's bedroom... Firstly, he lived in an unruly place, and secondly, if the news spread, the concubine was afraid that outsiders would say that His Majesty was wrong. Just to mention one thing, he even boasted that he is the only man of His Majesty, and he will never leave if he wants to stay in His Majesty's bedroom forever. Your Majesty is wise, only the Queen can live in your bedroom forever! He is so ambitious and doesn't know the rules. How could the concubine just let it go? After a few words of preaching, he actually made a move on the concubine again... Your Majesty, you have to decide for the concubine, Your Majesty!"
She really deserves to be the emperor's woman, she immediately made up a set of well-founded nonsense in just ten minutes, if He Zheng hadn't experienced it personally, I'm afraid she would really believe it.
He Zheng clicked his tongue secretly, Fang Tianzhuo had already turned to him: "Is that so?"
He Zheng raised her head, temporarily put her knees on the ground, and said, "Of course not, she humiliated me, she..."
Qiu Shuiluo interjected: "Your Majesty! Everything my concubine said is true!"
Fang Tianzhuo frowned: "Is the imperial concubine questioning my judgment?"
Qiu Shuiluo turned pale: "The concubine dare not..."
Fang Tianzhuo once again set his sights on He Zheng: "Say."
He Zheng said: "It was she who first said in a humiliating tone that my father sent me to His Majesty to enjoy, and then sarcastically said that I am afraid that I was not my father's own, otherwise how could he be willing? I don't understand. Your Majesty is my own wish, and the entire He family is deeply honored, why does it seem like being with Your Majesty is an insult to me when you say it from the concubine's mouth? Could it be that in the eyes of the concubine, Your Majesty is not worthy of me?"
Qiu Shuiluo was furious: "You are talking nonsense!"
He Zheng flattered her plausibly: "Then I will definitely be unhappy, but I also know that I am His Majesty's man, and she is His Majesty's woman, not to mention that a high-level official crushes people to death, she is a noble concubine and I am a grassroots..." He Zheng Zheng showed a dissatisfied expression, and said: "So even if I feel wronged for His Majesty in my heart, I am more or less willing to give her some face for His Majesty's sake, but she actually said that my mother is... Is it my own choice to be born?" Is it?"
Fang Tianzhuo's face darkened. His mother and concubine were just ordinary dancers who were raised under the name of the queen since childhood, and were often ridiculed because of her mother's birth.
What he often thought about when he was a child was also: Can he choose his origin
"Then I contradicted her, and she was going to beat me... Her court lady had already kicked me, and she had already taken advantage of me, so naturally I couldn't let her continue to take advantage of me, so I beat her He Zheng still didn't forget to label himself a little padded jacket: "Originally, I thought we could settle this kind of matter privately, but she insisted on letting His Majesty make a decision. You have just finished dealing with state affairs, and now you have to deal with this matter again." Son, Your Majesty, I really don't want you to work so hard, if not, I'll let her call you back."
When he described the incident of a small man beating up a concubine, he described it as a child's fight. Qiu Shuiluo looked at him as if he was looking at a monster.
Fang Tianzhuo said: "If this is the case, then the big thing will be reduced to a small one, and the small matter will be reduced. Is the imperial concubine willing?"
Fang Tianzhuo's words showed that he had made up his mind, even though Qiu Shuiluo was unwilling, he still said: "It's all up to His Majesty to decide."
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"Since this is the case, the noble concubine took advantage of the verbal advantage, and Zheng'er took advantage of the hand. Thinking that Zheng'er is not painful, but the noble concubine is injured, from today onwards, the noble concubine will take good care of her wounds, and Zheng'er will be grounded for a month to show fairness .”
Qiu Shuiluo clenched his back molars, and He Zheng frowned, both of them felt that they were being treated unfairly.
What the hell is grounding? He still wants to leave the palace!
Fang Tianzhuo changed his voice and said, "Just now, who kicked the zither? Do you still remember?"
He Zheng was taken aback, and pointed reflexively. Qiu Shuiluo's heart skipped a beat, and the palace lady knelt down with a pale face.
"Which foot is better, huh?"
The palace maid suddenly went limp, kowtowed frantically: "Your Majesty, spare your life! Your Majesty, spare your life!!"
"Left foot, or right foot?"
The maid trembling like sifting chaff, begged for mercy with tears streaming down her face. The rest of the people held their breaths, and the hall was almost dead silent.
He Zheng finally realized something was wrong.
Fang Tianzhuo is a person who is full of viciousness and sycophancy in his bones, and he does things according to his preferences. At this moment, the bloodthirsty desire may well up again.
Qiu Shuiluo just stood up and then knelt down: "Hong Yun was only instructed by my concubine, Your Majesty, this matter is over, and this concubine is willing to reconcile with Mr. He, please forgive her life!"
"Does the noble concubine feel that she can influence my mind?"
Qiu Shuiluo was frightened: "The concubine dare not!"
Fang Tianzhuo is used to acting recklessly, and hates people to influence his decision the most. He Zheng looked at the pair of master and servant, and his legs were a little weak.
But he really didn't think that if someone kicked him, he deserved to have one foot broken. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and Fang Tianzhuo had already said: "If you drag it down, both feet will be cut off."
There was a more fearful scream and begging for mercy.
He Zheng swallowed his saliva, and suddenly said loudly: "Your Majesty!"
Fang Tianzhuo looked at him, and He Zheng knelt on the ground and straightened up. His white face was as pale as paper, and he tried to calm down and said, "I suddenly, suddenly remembered that it wasn't her who kicked me... Your Majesty, I have been in poor health for the past two days. Discomfort, dizziness, and hallucinations easily, can your majesty wait for my health to improve, think about it slowly, and then re-identify?"
If someone broke a foot because of him, He Zheng would probably have a nightmare.
"It seems that Zheng'er is indeed seriously ill. What I said to the noble concubine just now, you forget it after listening to it."
He Zheng was stiff all over.
Concubine Luo can't influence Fang Tianzhuo's mind, how can he influence Fang Tianzhuo
He Zheng raised his face and stared at him with wide eyes. He was very scared, but also very persistent. He knew that he could not accept Fang Tianzhuo because he had broken a foot, but because he was afraid that he would be killed, he dared not continue to intercede. .
Can only stalemate.
Someone came in and dragged the court lady out. At the moment of going out, Fang Tianzhuo suddenly said: "Forget it, then wait for Zheng'er to think about it."
A word lives, a word dies.
The maid suddenly collapsed on the ground.
He Zheng's straight and stiff back slowly bent, and his body trembled slightly.
He had to plan as soon as possible and leave the palace as soon as possible. He was really afraid that one day he would suddenly be sued for his life. I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me, He Zheng never wants to experience it in his life.
The hall gradually dissipated. He Zheng glanced left and right, and quickly got up and walked out. He was running rather than running. He was almost running when a voice suddenly came from behind: "Stop."
He could ignore Concubine Luo's words and pretend not to hear them, but Fang Tianzhuo...he didn't dare.
He Zheng slammed to a stop and turned around slowly. Fang Tianzhuo had already opened the memorial behind the table: "Come here and grind ink for me."
He Zheng looked at Nanmenliang, who was already walking out with a wink. He Zheng walked slowly in and out as if a knife was on his neck.
Suddenly there was a desolation of "I will go to hell if I don't go to hell" in my heart.
He had only seen the occasional shot of grinding ink on TV, but it was the first time he actually did it. He looked around, except for the one under Fang Tianzhuo's buttocks, there was no stool at all, so he could only stand resignedly.
Holding the ink ingot in his hand, He Zheng slowly drew circles on the inkstone. After a while, the inkstone was still dry. He wondered why, but found Fang Tianzhuo looking at him expressionlessly.
He Zheng froze, guessing that water should be poured, and then he found a delicate small water bowl beside the inkstone, and there was an "ear picking spoon" in it. On the inkstone.
I sneaked a look at Fang Tianzhuo's face. Although he was still expressionless, his expression was less gloomy.
He Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and added two more drops, Fang Tianzhuo frowned suddenly.
"Why are you the son of Xiang, no one taught you how to study ink, no one taught you the rules, no one taught you how to read?"
He Zheng's brain began to work rapidly again, and he whispered softly: "I'm at home... I'm not favored. It's when my younger brother is studying. I secretly watch it. I know some styles, but I don't know the essence."
Playing pitiful again, Fang Tianzhuo didn't know whether to believe it or not, he stood up, He Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and he squatted down reflexively, like a frightened criminal who was suddenly caught by the police, he almost put his head in his hands.
Fang Tianzhuo: "?"
He Zheng realized that he was overreacting, so he quickly lowered his head and patted Fang Tianzhuo's boots, and blew: "There is dirt on your shoes, I will pat them for you."
"stand up."
He Zheng could only stand up. Fang Tianzhuo was taller than him, and he could feel the strength in him whenever he stood. He Zheng felt very stressed when he approached him.
Fang Tianzhuo took his hand and picked up the ink ingot, and said in a deep voice: "One drop of water is enough in the early stage of ink research, and the ink ingot must be rotated flat, and the force must be even, so it must be."
He Zheng put his left ear in and out of his right ear, trying to put on a serious look, pursing his lips and thinking about his doctor Luo.
Now he is grounded, and he doesn't know what will happen in a month... Speaking of which, was a month of grounding in ancient times 30 days
Fang Tianzhuo stared, and found that his eyes were straight as if he was wandering. He moved his fingers up, gently pinched He Zheng's chin, turned his face from the front to himself, and said softly, "Did you hear that?"
He Zheng suddenly came back to his senses: "What, what?"
Anger condensed, Fang Tianzhuo's brows overflowed with coldness, and He Zheng made a look of grievance: "Your Majesty knows that I like you, and I can't leave you for a moment. When you approach me, my body becomes weak and my mind goes blank... I don't have to be so close." I'll tell."
He said confidently, "Then I, of course I won't listen!"
Fang Tianzhuo: "..."
Sen Han's anger faded away, his eyes flickered, as if he was in doubt.
I like you, I can't leave you, when you get close to me, my body becomes weak, my head goes blank...
What kind of words are these, why did I suddenly have a beating heart and difficulty breathing