Rescue System: Fleeing Host, calm down

Chapter 112 Rage

The fists hidden in her sleeves were clenched, letting her nails dig into her flesh, her eyes were red, and her reason was burning with anger. The prince must still have a place for the dead in his heart. Why after so many years?

Why?

Is she worse than a dead person?

Take a deep breath and swallow all the grievances and unwillingness.

Covering his face that was so hot from being beaten, he turned around and looked at the man in front of him with tears in his eyes, "Your Majesty, if this slap can calm you down, I will bear it. I only hope that Your Majesty will give Jing'er a way to survive."

King Qi didn't feel much guilt or distress for beating his own princess in a fit of anger. He was now extremely angry. The troubles caused by their mother and son were too numerous to describe. It was impossible to punish anyone and the matter could be settled.

Thinking about it, only two counties other than Yanzhou County are still struggling to survive. In other places, people are dying of starvation everywhere, and people are eating each other. These appalling tragedies have been going on for twenty days.

If he hadn't received the secret letter three days ago and was kept in the dark, he wouldn't believe it when he received it. The trust letter specified that the secret guard commander should personally investigate and avoid the deputy commander.

You can imagine the shock. There is an unknown person who knows his power very well, and even knows who of his secret guards has betrayed him. It is simply terrifying. However, he still asked the commander of the secret guards to conduct a secret investigation.

Fan.

The results of the investigation made him feel like he was falling into an ice cave, and he realized that the tragic situation of the people affected by the disaster outside was irreversible. He also asked the secret guard commander to investigate what the Fourth Young Master had done in recent years, and he almost died of anger on the spot.

This morning, two historians risked their lives to attend the meeting. One of them even hit his death directly on a beam in the main hall. Finally, the fire could not be suppressed, so his good sons came to confess their guilt.

How ridiculous.

What he couldn't accept the most was that his son committed crimes behind his back, raped women, and squandered the power in his hands. Countless souls died at his hands. It was extremely bad, but he didn't know about it at all.

He is so good at keeping things secret. I am afraid that the palace servants around him, the soldiers in the military camp, and the officials in the officialdom all have spies arranged by his good princess, and his every move is being monitored.

One is his wife whom he has loved for most of his life, and the other is his most beloved son, but he has done all kinds of bad things in private and emptied his warehouse. Now he wants to provide disaster relief, but he has no money and no food and grass. The disaster is getting worse day by day.

I have worked hard to manage the fiefdom for decades, but I never expected that it would end like this. I am afraid that he, the King of Qi, will also come to an end.

"My father, my father, how could you beat your mother and concubine? It's your son who did something wrong. He shouldn't have hidden it from you. Then it's because he doesn't want you to worry and work hard and wants to settle things by himself."

King Qi narrowed his eyes and stared dangerously at the unrepentant fourth child. At this time, he actually didn't know where he was wrong?

He snorted coldly, "Then have you settled the matter?"

When talking about this week's banquet, he became angry, "Father, it's all the fault of those lowly and unscrupulous people. My sons and ministers are kind enough to give porridge, but they are just ungrateful. They actually dislike the porridge and don't have enough to drink, and they still want to go to the city to enjoy the blessings."

, there are so many refugees, they actually threatened me, how could I let them get what they want, they can only kill chickens to scare monkeys, but they gathered a crowd to rebel and wanted to steal my son's things, it's so hateful."

Zhou Yanjing, who was filled with righteous indignation, did not notice that his father's face was getting darker and darker.

He continued: "Father, those unruly people cannot be cured. Now we can only suppress them by force. If you allocate 50,000 elite troops to my son, I will definitely be able to do it."

boom!

The penholder flew over and hit the previous wound again. The wound became more serious. Fresh blood soon appeared again. Zhou Yanjing, who was interrupted, noticed that his father's face was as gloomy as black ink.

"You still want to send troops to suppress the refugees, you evil son, how did I give birth to such a beast like you? What do you think of human life? Can you just chop the cabbage if you want?"

The extremely angry King Qi pointed at Zhou Yanchun again, "Lao San, do you think so too?"

Zhou Yanchun said in fear: "Father, I don't have any of you. I just didn't expect the refugees to be so crazy and disobey the arrangements. Before I sent people to stop them in time, I let the refugees break through the city, causing countless casualties in the city.

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Zhou Yanchun's voice became quieter and quieter. He didn't dare to look up at his father. He knelt on the ground and remained motionless. He didn't dare to quibble, for he was afraid that his father would do it to him again.

King Qi should have thought of it long ago. He, a bastard, has no knowledge and always follows the lead of his father. How can he be any better?

He was really pissed off. He had nothing to worry about.

Zhou Yanjing quietly cast a puzzled look at his mother and concubine, asking why his father was so grand. Wasn't it because he messed up the disaster relief? At the worst, he could ask his mother and concubine to use some money to subsidize it.

His father was still angry after being beaten like this.

Princess Qi received the signal from her son's eyes but did not respond. She was feeling uneasy. Did Prince Qi know something?

Looking at the messy hall and a room full of people who were resigned to their duties, King Qi had nothing to say and could only sit down in his chair dejectedly, feeling sad.

It was all his fault. His trust and indulgence made them bold and unscrupulous. Now they are reaping the consequences. This is all retribution.

His eyes slowly wandered into the distance with dejection, and the only voice echoing in his mind was the word "retribution"!

As he thought about it, his eyes suddenly became brighter. By the way, he also had an eldest son. His handsome and independent face looked very much like his mother and concubine. He was his flesh and blood, and he was his crown prince.

Thinking of the taciturn prince who was not close to him at all, and the last time he was betrayed, hunted, and almost lost his life, heartache suddenly crawled into his heart, and the scenes that had happened in the past flashed through his mind one by one like a fleeting glance.

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He tried hard to recall the scene back then, and in a daze, he seemed to hear the crisp sound of joy, shouting, "Father, father!"

"Look, my child can fold a paper kite!" The innocent child was jumping happily.

"Really? Father, take a look." He put down the book in his hand and was about to take the kite.

At this moment, a gentle female voice sounded, "Lan'er! Why are you so playful? You sneaked out to play before you finished the lessons taught by Professor Confucius."

"Concubine, the child came out to play after completing the master's homework." The child said seriously.

"Really? Children can't lie!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the master who was responsible for teaching the prince came over and said, "Oh! How can you run around during the teaching period, little prince!"

Then, as if he had just seen King Qi and Princess Qi, he knelt down and confessed.

"Master Xu, is it true that the prince has not completed his studies?" King Qi asked.

Master Xu lowered his head, not daring to look at King Qi, and replied respectfully: "Yes, yes!"

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