"You are talking nonsense, I clearly finished writing, checked and passed, only then did you allow to co out." The Young Prince argued with reason.
"Impertinent, is that how you talk to your teacher?" A stern voice rang out.
The Princess Consort kindly advised, "Prince, don’t be angry, the princely heir is still young, just a bit playful, you can teach him slowly in the future."
"I dare not do it again." Saying this, he bowed deeply towards Mr. Xu, "Teacher, I am sorry."
Then he turned to speak to his father, "But I really did not lie, father, please believe ." That soft pleading voice, the little expression longing for recognition, stubbornness mixed with grievance.
Just as King Qi was about to ease the situation, he was interrupted by the voice of the Princess Consort.
"Lan’er hasn’t lied, could it be that the teacher wronged you? Quickly apologize to your father, it’s not a big deal after all."
Yes! Mr. Xu is learned, reputable, how could he possibly fra a child.
Mr. Xu, drenched in cold sweat, couldn’t withstand the tornt in his heart, replied, "Perhaps the Young Prince misheard, my course work was to analyze the content of the Thirteenth Volu of the Analects, but the princely heir answered with the Twelfth Volu, hence he did not complete the lesson."
The little one, just about to refute, was pulled by Mr. Xu, "Prince, may I take the princely heir back to continue the lessons, so as not to disturb you and the Princess Consort."
Seeing the teacher plead, King Qi could only sternly say, "This ti only, from now on, if you dare lie, you will be punished by kneeling."
"Yes, yes, I will certainly teach the princely heir well."
As the teacher pulled the little figure away, he turned his head to intensely gaze at his laughing parents, then lowered his little head, tears silently streaming down his face, seeping into the white collar.
Scene transition.
That year, it was the season of warmth and flowers blooming, the legitimate young son, Jing’er, obedient and cute, very sensible, yet cried and ran over to say, "Father, big brother bullied and scratched my hand." Stretching out his tender little hand, indeed there was a small bleeding wound.
Feeling heartbroken seeing his youngest son cry pitifully and aggrieved, he imdiately called the princely heir over, scolding without knowing the full story, and at that ti, the small young boy explained vigorously, "Father, I did not bully my fourth brother, it was he who insisted on throwing stones where I was practicing the sword."
But King Qi did not see the bruises on the young boy’s body, only listening to Jing’er crying, "It was big brother who lied, big brother targeted on purpose, he is jealous that father gave the Golden Jade Sword."
In his fury, King Qi did not believe the young boy’s words and ordered him to apologize to his brother, but the stubborn young boy refused to admit it or apologize.
In a fit of rage, King Qi smashed the tea cup beside him, giving him a stern scolding, accusing him of hurting others as an elder brother and then denying it, thus the young boy was punished with ten strokes that day.
The small fra did not plead for rcy or cry out in pain, silently enduring 10 strokes, later developing a fever for half a month, almost not making it through.
Another year ca, early winter, a lake tour for scenery, a gentle breeze, a high and clear sky, yet Yan’er accidentally fell into the lake, frightening both King Qi and the Princess Consort Qi, and it was with the combined efforts of a dozen guards that Jing’er was soon rescued, shivering from the cold, the Princess Consort crying sorrowfully beside him, "Prince, you must stand up for Jing’er, even under your watchful eyes, soone dared to misbehave, truly lawless."
Saying this, she lovingly cupped her young son’s face, "My poor Jing’er, always soone wants to harm you, sob sob sob! It’s all because mother didn’t take good care of you."
Beside them, the Second Young Master, Zhou Yanyu, also said with a worried look, "Father, see how the lake water is bone-chillingly cold, what if Xiao Jing ends up with a lingering ailnt because of it, what then."
Seeing the half-grown child indeed cold and shivering, his inner anger increased by threefold, "Speak, what on earth happened here."
The scene was as silent as a cicada in winter, no one dared make a sound.
The Princess Consort Qi quietly pinched Jing’er’s palm, and finally, the child, frozen to a blank mind, ca to his senses, extending his trembling finger, "It was big brother who pushed into the water, big brother is jealous because father praised and also rewarded with a fine horse."
The expression the princely heir wore was one of knowing mockery and sarcasm.
Although he had anticipated this, he still told the truth, speaking unhurriedly, "It was the fourth brother who ran too fast, not watching his step, and fell into the lake himself."
Regardless of whether others believed him or not.
At that ti, all the palace maids and servants, receiving the Princess Consort’s warning glances, echoed the fourth young master’s words, tightly sealing their lips, claid they saw with their own eyes the princely heir push the fourth young master.
King Qi, believing everyone’s words, punished the princely heir with fifty strokes and banished him to Qi Yun Mountain Qingming Temple to contemplate for a year.
As spring went and autumn ca, the princely heir returned, his nature had grown much colder, no longer sharing his interests with his father, keeping everything inside.
Gradually retreating from the social circle of aristocratic young gentlen and ladies, no longer having young masters willing to follow him, flatteringly jockeying for favor.
Ti flew, rembering that year was his birthday, the princely heir first tested his skills and hunted a ferocious adult tiger, overjoyed.
On the birthday itself, he presented the freshly caught tiger as a birthday gift, and when the tiger was carried onto the grand hall, all the guests congratulated him with fawning smiles, saying with such an impressive son, surely he could pass on his legacy and guard Yanzhou County steadfastly, never fearing another invasion by Great Xia.
Ha ha ha!
This flattery hit ho for King Qi, diminishing much of his displeasure towards his son.
Seeing King Qi happy, everyone continued uttering new complints.
Praising the princely heir as young and talented, mighty and heroic, truly exceptional, while everyone was eagerly flattering, the caged tiger suddenly went berserk, smashing through the iron cage, standing majestically on the great hall, its eyes scarlet red, roaring and bellowing, sending all the guests into a panicked frenzy, the soldiers who stepped forward to stop it were knocked to the ground before they even got close, the tiger, in a frenzy, wreaked havoc on people, causing nurous casualties.
After the incident, King Qi flew into a rage, there had been such an oversight at his birthday banquet, even executing the culprit could not temper his anger, so he vented it onto the princely heir who presented the tiger.
Kneeling on the ground, the princely heir pleadingly said, "Father, I really don’t know why the tiger went berserk, but yesterday it was fine, and the cage was made of mystic iron, how could the tiger break through, please father, investigate!"
On the side, the Princess Consort Qi, serving attentively, kindly advised, "Lan’er didn’t do it on purpose, how could a child know the ferocity of wild tigers, it’s understandable, Prince, just punish lightly, do not punish heavily, avoid harming the father-son relationship."
Upon hearing this, King Qi’s anger flared up, what do you an child, look at that fifteen-year-old boy, already as tall as him, and at his age, he had already gone to the battlefield.
The son, however, remained so naive, "Regardless, the tiger was hunted by you, brought into the hall by you, do you admit this?" King Qi asked sternly.
"Yes!"
PS: Poor Yanlan, his cold and hard heart is not without reason, poor thing! His origins have finally been revealed to the world, friends, quickly co and soothe his wounded heart!
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