The Man Who Married a Tyrant

Fang Tianzhuo just went to court when Nanmen Liang hurriedly told him, "Young Master He beat up Concubine Luo Gui, and is arguing for His Majesty to judge."

Fang Tianzhuo paused slightly: "Zheng'er?"

"Exactly."

Fang Tianzhuo raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "What do you think?"

Nanmenliang said sincerely: "This Young Master He is somewhat different from our investigation."

Fang Tianzhuo nodded: "I think so too."

With a sound of "The Emperor is coming", the hall immediately knelt down, and He Zheng knelt down with him, with both hands on 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 his face with pear blossoms and rained: "Your Majesty, you have to decide for your concubine! This He Zheng is so bold, he actually dares to slap his concubine!"

Fang Tianzhuo stopped beside her.

Qiu Shuiluo's jade-colored face turned red, his hair was messy, his luxurious hair accessories were crooked, and there was no trace of his usual dignified and helpless appearance.

But no matter how wronged she was, she didn't dare to jump directly on Fang Tianzhuo for comfort, she only dared to lie down on the ground and cry.

Fang Tianzhuo frowned and said, "Why don't you ask the imperial doctor to see the imperial concubine's injuries?"

Immediately, a palace servant led the order, Fang Tianzhuo walked up to the main seat and sat down, saying, "Why are you making trouble here?"

He Zheng raised his head, Qiu Shuiluo had already started to cry again: "My concubine is now in charge of Fengyin, and I heard that He Xiangguo has given His Majesty a favor, and I have been living in His Majesty's palace these days, so I thought of coming to see you quickly, Arrange a place for him, after all, His Majesty's palace... First, he lives in an unconventional place, and second, if the matter spreads, the concubine is afraid that outsiders will say that His Majesty is not. He mentioned that he is the only man of His Majesty, and that he will live in His Majesty's palace and never leave. Your Majesty is wise, and the only person who will live in your palace is the Empress! He is so ambitious and does not understand the rules. How can the concubine let it go and ignore it? After a few words of preaching, he actually moved his hand on the concubine... Your Majesty, you must be the master of the concubine, Your Majesty!"

She really deserves to be the emperor's woman. In just ten minutes, she immediately made up a set of well-founded nonsense. If it wasn't for He Zheng's personal experience, I'm afraid he would really believe it.

He Zheng clicked his tongue secretly, Fang Tianzhuo had already turned to him: "Is that so?"

He Zheng raised his head, put his knees on the ground temporarily, and said, "Of course not, she humiliated me, she..."

Qiu Shuiluo interjected: "Your Majesty! What the concubine said is true!"

Fang Tianzhuo frowned: "Is your concubine questioning my ability to judge?"

Qiu Shuiluo's face turned pale: "I dare not..."

Fang Tianzhuo once again set his eyes on He Zheng: "Speak."

He Zheng then said: "It was she who first used a humiliating tone to say that my father sent me to His Majesty to enjoy, and then sarcastically said that I was afraid that I was not my father's own, otherwise how could he be willing? I didn't understand, I was given to Your Majesty is my own willingness, and the entire He family is deeply honored. Why does it seem like being with His Majesty is an insult to me when you say it from your concubine's mouth? Could it be that in your majesty's eyes, His Majesty is not worthy of me?"

Qiu Shuiluo was furious: "You are talking nonsense!"

He Zheng flattered his words: "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 the first-level official crushes people to death, she is a noble concubine and I am a grass-roots..." He Zheng showed a dissatisfied expression and said: "So even if I feel injustice for Your Majesty, I am more or less willing to give her some face for His Majesty's sake, but she actually said that my mother is a...? Is it?"

Fang Tianzhuo's face darkened. His mother-in-law was just an ordinary family, and he was often ridiculed because of his mother-in-law's background since childhood.

When he was a child, what he thought most often was: How can one's origin be a choice?

"Then I contradicted her, and she was going to hit me... Originally, her palace maid had already kicked me, and she had already taken advantage of me, so of course I couldn't let her continue to take advantage of me, so I hit her "He Zheng didn't forget to label himself a little padded jacket: "Originally, I thought it would be fine for the two of us to resolve this matter privately, but she actually insisted on letting His Majesty make a decision. You have just dealt with state affairs, and you have to deal with this matter again. Son, Your Majesty, I really don't want you to work like this, otherwise, I'll let her call back."

When he described the big incident of a small man beating the palace concubine, it became a child's slapstick, and Qiu Shuiluo looked at him as if he was looking at a monster.

Fang Tianzhuo said: "If this is the case, then the big things will be reduced to the small ones, and the concubine will be willing?"

Fang Tianzhuo said this to show that he has made up his mind. Qiu Shuiluo said, "It's up to Your Majesty to decide."

"Since this is the case, the imperial concubine has taken advantage of words, and Zheng'er has taken advantage of the money. It is not painful or itchy to read, but the imperial concubine is injured. From today, the imperial concubine will take good care of her injuries, and Zheng'er will be suspended for a month to show fairness. ."

Qiu Shuiluo clenched his back molars, He Zheng frowned, both of them felt that it was unfair to them.

Banned what the hell? He still wants to leave the palace!

Fang Tianzhuo changed his voice and said, "Fang Cai, who kicked the Zhenger? Do you still remember?"

He Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and a conditioned reflex pointed. Qiu Shuiluo groaned in his heart, and the palace maid knelt down with a pale face.

"Which foot does it kick, eh?"

The palace maid suddenly froze and kowtowed frantically: "Your Majesty, spare your life! Your Majesty, spare your life!"

"Left foot or right foot?"

The palace maid was trembling like chaff, and 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 that something was wrong.

Fang Tianzhuo is a person who is full of viciousness and cruelty in his bones. He does things according to his preferences. At this moment, he is afraid that the bloodthirsty desire will come up again.

Qiu Shuiluo just stood up and knelt down: "Hongyun is only under the orders of the concubine. Your Majesty, this matter has passed, and the concubine is willing to reconcile with Young Master He, please spare her life!"

"Don't you think your concubine can control my mind?"

Qiu Shuiluo was terrified: "I dare not!"

Fang Tianzhuo was accustomed to acting recklessly, and he hated the most when someone controlled his decision. He Zheng looked at the pair of master and servant, and his legs were weak.

But he really didn't think that if someone kicked him, he deserved to break a leg. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and Fang Tianzhuo had already said, "Drag it down, both feet are cut off."

A more terrified scream and pleading for mercy.

He Zheng swallowed his saliva and suddenly said loudly, "Your Majesty!"

Fang Tianzhuo looked at him, He Zheng knelt on the ground and straightened up, his originally snow-white face was as pale as paper, he forced himself to calmly said: "I suddenly, suddenly remembered, it seems that it wasn't her who kicked me... Your Majesty, I have been physically in the past two days. I feel uncomfortable, dizzy, and prone to hallucinations, can your Majesty wait for me to feel better, think about it slowly, and then re-identify?"

If someone breaks a foot because of him, He Zheng is only afraid of having a nightmare.

"It seems that Zheng'er is indeed very ill. You have forgotten what I said to your concubine just now."

He Zheng was stiff all over.

Luo Guifei can't control Fang Tianzhuo's mind, how can he control it?

He Zheng raised his face and stared at him with wide eyes. He was very afraid and insisted. He knew that he could not accept Fang Tianzhuo's broken leg, but he did not dare to continue to intercede because he was afraid that he would be killed. .

Can only stand still.

Someone walked in and dragged the palace maid 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 palace maid slumped to the ground.

He Zheng's stiff and straight 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 have a life lawsuit on his back. I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me, which He Zheng never wanted to experience in his life.

The hall gradually dispersed, He Zheng glanced left and right, and quickly got up and walked out, saying that he was walking, rather than fleeing, he was almost trotting, and a voice suddenly came from behind: "Stop."

He could ignore Luo Guifei's words and pretend he didn't hear it, but Fang Tianzhuo...he didn't dare.

He Zheng stopped suddenly and turned around slowly. Fang Tianzhuo had already opened the memorial behind the desk: "Come and study ink for me."

He Zheng looked at Nanmenliang, who had already walked out with a wink, and He Zheng walked slowly in and out as if a knife was on his neck.

There was a bleak feeling of "who will go to **** if I don't go to hell" in my heart.

He had only seen the occasional scene of ink research on TV, but it was the first time he had actually done it. He looked left and right, except for the one under Fang Tianzhuo's butt, there was no stool at all, and he could only stand in resignation.

Holding Mo Ding in his hand, He Zheng slowly drew circles on the inkstone table. The inkstone table was still working for a long time. He wondered why this was happening, and found Fang Tianzhuo looking at him expressionlessly.

He Zheng froze, guessing that water should be poured, and then found a small delicate water bowl next to the inkstone, with an "ear-picking spoon" in it. With a sense of intuition, he picked up the small spoon to drop the water. to the inkstone.

He secretly looked at Fang Tianzhuo's face, although he was still expressionless, his expression was a little less gloomy.

He Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and added two more drops, Fang Tianzhuo frowned.

"As the son of the prime minister, no one will teach you to study ink, no one will teach you the rules, no one will teach you to read?"

He Zheng's brain began to run rapidly again, and he whispered: "I'm at home... I'm not favored. It's all when my younger brother is studying. I look at it secretly. I know some styles, but I don't know the essence."

He was pretending to be pitiful again. Fang Tianzhuo didn't know whether to believe it or not. He stood up, and He Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and his conditioned reflex squatted down, like a frightened criminal who was suddenly caught by the police, and almost put his hands on his head.

Fang Tianzhuo: "?"

He Zheng realized that he was overreacting, and hurriedly lowered his head and patted Fang Tianzhuo's boots, and blew: "You have dirt on your shoes, I'll pat it for you."

"stand up."

He Zheng could only stand up. Fang Tianzhuo is taller than him, and he can feel the abundant strength in him at any stand. He Zheng is under pressure when he is close to him.

Fang Tianzhuo took his hand and picked up the ink ingot, and said solemnly: "A drop of water is enough in the early stage of ink research. If the ink ingot is to rotate flat, it must be evenly stressed. This is the way."

He Zheng put his left ear in and out of his right ear, trying his best to look serious, thinking about his Imperial Physician Luo with pursed lips.

Now that he is grounded, I don't know what will happen in a month... Speaking of which, in ancient times, was a month's grounding for thirty days?

Fang Tianzhuo stared at him and found that his eyes were straight as if he were wandering. He moved his fingers up, squeezed He Zheng's chin lightly, turned his face from the front to himself, and said in a low voice, "Did you hear it?"

He Zheng suddenly returned to his senses: "What, what?"

The anger condensed, Fang Tianzhuo's brows overflowed with coldness, and He Zheng looked wronged: "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 is blank... I'm not so close. I speak."

He said confidently: "Then I, of course I can't listen!"

Fang Tianzhuo: "…"

Sen Han's anger faded, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to be in a state of uncertainty.

I like you, I can't live without you, as soon as I get close to you, my body becomes weak and my head goes blank...

What is this, why is it that my heart is beating suddenly and I have difficulty breathing?

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Fang Huang: My heart is beating, breathing is difficult, and my scalp is numb. How can I break it?

Zhengzheng: Don't worry, just wait until I elope with Imperial Doctor Luo!

come! Tell the Emperor aloud what this is!

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