Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

General Zhendong immediately said: "They are all soldiers who have been on the battlefield and killed the enemy, just so little pain, they cry for their father and mother, and they also arouse the concern of the three highnesses,

It's their fault, I will punish them according to military regulations, each with ten sticks, which is guaranteed to be more effective than any magical elixir. "

The third prince is anxious: "You! You are so bold, you are still unreasonable, they are sick, you neglect to treat them, don't take it to heart, and now you have to find a reason to punish them by military regulations. ."

General Zhendong's expression seems respectful, but his tone is arrogant: "The army has military regulations and national laws. No matter how your highness wants to save people, you can't ignore the military regulations. Convince the crowd?"

He seemed very happy to see the third prince shriveled, and immediately urged Cao Junshi to issue his military order.

Gu Nuo'er tilted her little head and said softly: "Uncle strategist, even a three-year-old child like me knows it. I'm a little confused and can't listen to orders."

General Zhendong is his superior.

But there are three His Royal Highnesses sitting here, and one of them is the little princess who is pampered in the palm of the emperor, and he does not dare to offend.

Finally, General Zhendong was in a hurry, turned around and strode to convey the military order by himself.

Who knows, just as soon as he lifted his foot and crossed the threshold, he became dizzy due to drinking, his whole body was slanted, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

The clothes on the knees were smashed, and a piece of leg meat was exposed, which was also scratched by the gravel on the ground.

At that moment, everyone seemed to hear a sound of bone dislocation.

"General! Are you alright!" Cao Junshi was startled and rushed over to help him up.

General Zhendong held his waist: "Oh, it hurts to death, call the military doctor, I can't move!"

Gu Nuo'er blinked her long eyelashes: "General, but you said just now that when you are marching to fight, you are bound to get hurt and bleed, so it's just a little pain,

It is much lighter than the group of wounded soldiers lying in the room, I think in your opinion, there is no need for medication~”

The little guy jumped out of the chair and greeted his two brothers.

"Second brother, third brother, let's hand over the money to the military doctor and let him arrange for someone to buy medicinal materials, General Zhendong, let him lie here for a while~ Maybe he will sober up. ~”

The second prince and the third prince got up together, one held his sister and one small hand, looked coldly at General Zhendong on the ground, and went straight out.

"Don't go, Your Highness, help a group of late generals, Your Highness!"

General Zhendong bared his teeth in pain: "What are you doing, Cao Junshi, go and call for a military doctor! Do you really want me to lie down here all the time?"

Cao Junshi nodded hurriedly, and he hurried out.

But after a while, he ran back and said anxiously: "No, General, the old military doctor took the rest of the soldiers and was spent by His Royal Highnesses to buy medicine!"

General Zhendong thumped bitterly: "Damn it! Don't stand still, stupid! Don't you know how to ask someone to carry me to the bed first?"

After some tossing, General Zhendong rolled on the couch in pain, the more he moved, the more painful it became.

The three brothers and sisters got on the carriage and returned to the palace together after they had told the military doctor to give the soldiers medicine.

On the way, the second prince Gu Zitang was smiling.

"It's true that the wicked have wicked retribution, and this retribution came too quickly. As soon as he said that other people's bones were thick with his forefoot, when it was his turn, he shouted that he needed medicine!"