The ministers couldn't help but shake their heads. Everyone could see that the emperor did not like the fifth prince, but the fifth prince was not only not cautious, but also fell asleep here. Isn't this just hitting the emperor's angry spear tip?

Master Bao raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "There is no rude in front of the Holy One, and it is extremely rude. Your Highness Cheng is so inappropriate!"

The Minister of Rites values ​​etiquette the most, and also said: "What kind of morality is the Five Highness?"

The right prime minister Xia Shien came out and said, "Emperor, the fifth prince must be traveling day and night and cannot rest. Why not let him go to the side palace to rest!"

Next, there were ministers who took the list, but half of them advocated severe punishment, and half of them advocated that His Highness Cheng was just too tired. This was not a big deal. Just let him go to the side hall. Otherwise, if the snore continues so loudly, they will not be able to discuss the matter.

Of course, King Zhuang hoped that the emperor would punish him severely, but he was very smart and did not speak out. Just leave this kind of thing to those old-fashioned officials who value etiquette more than life. His current success will only make the father feel that he is determined to target him and feel disgusted.

However, he will never let Lao Wu go.

He is waiting.

He told Princess Zhuang that Huangfu Wei was training in the village, but that was just a comfort statement that he was afraid that Princess Zhuang would not be able to stand the blow. He knew very well that Huangfu Wei would not be in the village. When King Kang and the Gyeonggi Guards led the way, Lao Wu would never be able to refuse his killing of his nephew.

By then, he would definitely ask his father to punish Lao Wu severely, and it would be better to kill him and avenge Weier!

Everyone was discussing their disrespectful treatment in front of King Cheng's palace, but King Cheng was still sleeping soundly and completely unconscious.

The emperor was very angry and glared at him, but when he saw this situation, he suddenly sighed and said, "Blast this rebel to the side hall."

King Zhuang felt a little sorry. It seemed that his father would not deal with it anymore. He said, "Father, I'll do it!"

Anyway, King Cheng fell asleep.

Before, outside the Longyu Hall, when he first saw him, he was beaten to the point of bruising and swollen by King Cheng. It has not yet dissipated and has been punched several times on his body, which is just right to find the place quietly.

So he moved as soon as he said that, and went over to push King Cheng: "Hey, wake up, don't sleep!"

While pushing, he pointed two fingers and pointed them like a halberd and poked them to King Cheng.

Now King Cheng has to be injured internally without realizing it.

All the princes of those days specially hired great masters to teach martial arts, but their talent was high and low, some were diligent and some were lazy, so even if there were great masters, everyone's situation was different.

It is hard to practice martial arts. If the emperor had not strictly ordered all princes not to slack off and asked the teacher to set an assessment, those princes would probably have rarely studied seriously.

The prince of King Liang had just passed the test while stepping on the sidelines.

Later, I lived a pampered life and regressed even more.

According to the abilities in the world, King Liang was able to reach the third-rate low level back then, but now he is no longer in the market.

King Zhuang knew very early that only when he was outstanding could he be valued by his father and learned hard. He reached the second-rate high-level level back then and was among the princes. He was a leader in fist, palm and weapons, especially archery techniques. Although he could not pass through the bell by a hundred steps, it was no difficulty to hit the bull's eye at a distance of eighty steps.

However, over the years, we have paid more attention to planning, expanding our power, and surviving our business. Now, at most, we still have the second-rate low-level level.

Second-rate low-level martial arts are not weak.

King Cheng was sleeping, and he was determined to do it again, just to make King Cheng suffer a big loss in secret.

He did a very secretive job, secretly slandering people, and insidious methods, after all, this is not a glorious thing.

The fingers of his eyes were about to poke on King Cheng's body, but King Cheng's still didn't move. He was secretly happy and dared to beat him into a pig's head and collect some interest first.

His fingers had already touched King Cheng's clothes, and King Zhuang's vicious light flashed, which increased a little more force.

However, just when he thought he would secretly hurt King Cheng and at least let him lie on him for a few days, King Cheng suddenly turned over.

He sleeps against the pillar, as if this sleeping position makes him uncomfortable, so he changes to a comfortable position. He originally leaned back, but now he has become leaning sideways.

Although it was just a slight difference, it just avoided King Zhuang's attack. Not only that, he also shook his neck, stretched his body, as if stretching. So, he secretly rubbed King Zhuang, who wanted to hurt someone, and was kicked away with one kick.

Everyone heard two sounds of Pengpeng. It turned out that King Zhuang hit a kick in the chest and a kick in the leg.

King Zhuang was kicked to the ground, his chest was stuffy and painful. Two of his sternum were broken, and his entire leg bone seemed to be broken. He couldn't breathe, and he vomited blood.

King Cheng's snoring sounded even louder.

Obviously this posture makes him feel more comfortable.

Everyone: "..."

So terrible!

King Zhuang felt the pain in his bones and could not even stand up. He was extremely scared. It would be fine if he kicked his chest, but his sternum could be connected. The internal injuries could be cured with good medicine. If his leg bone was kicked, he would be a cripple in the future.

That was what he feared the most.

Because the emperors of all generations could never allow a disabled person to take charge.

King Zhuang could bear it too. His chest was stuffy and he could hardly move due to his broken ribs and his legs were already numb. He even gritted his teeth and stretched his legs hard. This made him almost faint.

However, although the pain was so painful that his eyes turned black, he was sure that his legs were not broken and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Random!" Is this a storm in front of the Longyu Hall, and the emperor dared to commit murder? The emperor's face was like a storm was coming, and the pressure in the entire hall was much lower.

King Zhuang also quickly reacted. In front of everyone, Lao Wu kicked him, it was obvious. He was overjoyed. Lao Wu was indeed looking for death. Such an opportunity must be taken advantage of. He turned his eyes and immediately dragged the leg forward for a few steps, spit out a mouthful of blood, his face full of pain, fear and fear, and said sadly: "Ah, my ribs are broken, my legs are hurt so much, my legs are broken... Father, the father wants to make the decision for his son's minister..."

King Cheng kicked it out, and King Zhuang fell to the ground, and everyone saw it.

At this time, King Cheng was still snoring, and he was not awake yet?

The emperor looked at King Zhuang who was so painful that he almost rolled around, his face was sarcastic, and he was obviously angry and said, "Transfer to the imperial doctor!"

This is a good court, and the matter is discussed. Lao Wu is making trouble with sincerity, right?

The emperor said to Eunuch Feng: "Wake up this rebellious son."

Eunuch Feng's face turned pale, like bitter gourd, and he felt that he might not be able to save his old bones.

He knows martial arts skills, but he still has his own arms and legs. If His Highness King Cheng gives him this a moment, his life will definitely be dead.
Chapter completed!