Chapter 1250

Wind Che bows, is still just the tone, "I want to see Jing An Bo again."

This is a naked threat, the emperor's anger rose again, "Fengche, what do you mean?"

Fengche didn't seem to hear the anger in the emperor's words. He answered calmly, "although I'm for the prince's sake, what I'm benefiting from is Jing'an Bo. I want to get this favor back face to face."

There was nothing wrong with what he said. The emperor's anger was pressed in his chest, and his face was blue.

The imperial study fell into a dead silence.

The palace people dare not go out.

Zhang Gonggong lowered his head and looked at the prince from the corner of his eyes, trying to wink at him. The emperor can't do anything about it, but he can vent his anger on him. His eyes were almost cramped, but the prince seemed to see nothing.

Sure enough, the emperor turned his anger to the prince, "prince, do you also want to see Uncle Jing'an?"

Mr. Zhang raised his head, moved his steps slightly, and tried to wink at the prince again.

The prince also bowed slightly. "Uncle Jing'an is old and dark in prison. My son wants to pick him up in person."

The emperor picked up the tea cup and smashed it.

After the tea cup hit the prince, it fell to his feet and fell into pieces. The spilled tea slowly flowed down his robe and fell to the ground drop by drop.

"What a good son I have

The emperor roared.

The prince knelt down on the broken porcelain, "father and Emperor calm down."

The emperor gasped and stared at him.

There were red blood stains seeping out from the prince's knees, mixed with tea.

Father Zhang's eyes were sharp and he could see clearly. He exclaimed, "the prince is injured!"

"Emperor, you see so much blood!"

"It's better to die, so that I won't be angry with him!"

Despite this, the anger in the tone has disappeared for the most part.

Looking at his words and feelings, Duke Zhang immediately reprimanded the little eunuch kneeling, "they are all dead people. Why don't you go and ask the eunuch to come here?"

A little eunuch got up, retreated to the door, turned around and ran quickly to call the doctor.

Mr. Zhang took three or two steps to help the prince up. He called for the little eunuch to bring the round stool. He helped the prince sit down.

The broken porcelain pieces were also inserted in the crown prince's knees, and the scarlet blood stained his robes.

The eunuch came with the little eunuch, looked at the broken porcelain pieces that only showed a little bit, and called "no good". He quickly put down the medicine box, took out the golden sore medicine from it, and asked Fengche, "can Prince Zhan do me a favor?"

"Yes."

The prince knelt down in front of the prince, pulled out the bottle stopper of Jinchuang medicine, grasped the prince's robe in one hand, and nodded to Fengche.

Fengche pinched the exposed porcelain and pulled it out. The moment the porcelain was pulled out, the doctor lifted the crown prince's robe and poured the whole bottle of golden sore medicine on the wound.

The blood stopped, and the doctor was relieved. Then he carefully examined the position of the injury. "Fortunately, I didn't hurt my tendons, but I don't want to be careless. I need to take a good rest."

As he spoke, he took out gauze, wrapped up the wound, took the medicine box back, went out of the door and shook his head slightly. In just a few days, the prince was injured twice, which showed that the emperor was not happy with him.

In the imperial study, the prince stood up, pale and pale. "Father, don't worry. I have nothing to do."

The emperor's anger was completely flushed down by the prince's blood. He said coldly, "I'll give you two hours. You can't delay your departure after two hours."

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Out of the imperial study, the prince limped slowly. Fengche walked beside him, and didn't mean to help each other.

Looking at the two people out of the imperial study of the yard, Zhang Gonggong to see the situation reported to the emperor.

After hearing this, the emperor raised his hand to carry the tea cup, which was empty. Then he remembered that the tea cup had been smashed by him, and he leaned back. "It seems that I have to change a group of people to serve."

Palace people scared out of a cold sweat, and soon served tea.

The emperor took it up and took a sip. He felt that today's tea was very fragrant.

It took the prince and Fengche a long time to get out of the palace. They went to the prison and took Jing'an Bo out.

Since entering the prison, Jing'an uncle thought that he would die. Now he was taken out of the prison by the prince himself. It seemed that he was in a dream.

Prince Wen Sheng said, "it's my father's grace. I think you've made a lot of contributions to the imperial court. I've released you and restored your title."

Jing'an lost a circle, and his hair was messy, which just covered his red eyes.

If the emperor could remember his old love, he would not have put him in prison at the beginning. He knew that the prince must have made great efforts, stepped back and bent down, "I thank the emperor for his kindness."

The prince held out his hand to help him, "Prince Zhan and I are going to take care of the affairs of the eldest brother. What can uncle Jing'an do for us?"

This sentence naturally refers to Mrs. Jia. If jinganbo wants a corpse, he will try to get someone to bring it back.

Jing'an uncle almost died in prison, and his family was almost defeated. At this point, Jing'an uncle's heart was as cold as ashes to his daughter: "thank you, Prince. Since the rebellious daughter chose her daughter, let her stay there with her. There is no such person in my Jin family."

The prince knows.

Jin Yuan came in a carriage.

After the prince came out of the palace, he was sent a letter.

When they came near, he stopped the carriage, jumped down, saluted the prince and Fengche first, and then came forward to help Uncle Jing'an, "Dad."

Seeing the prince's broken robe and the bloodstain on it, Jing'an uncle knows that it's not easy for him to come out, but he says nothing, thanks to the prince and Fengche, and gets on the carriage with the help of Jin Yuan.

The prince and Fengche also went back to their respective offices and agreed to meet at the gate of the city after an hour and a half.

Fengche rode back to the mansion with Fengan Fengzhong.

The gate of Warlord's mansion is closed.

After getting off the horse, Fengzhong knocked at the door.

"Who?"

There was an inquiry.

"I don't know."

It seemed to be static for a moment, then the door was quickly opened, and the doorman cried excitedly, "Lord, you are back."

The wind answered and entered.

The doorman opened the door completely with a happy face, and then ran to tell fauber.

Fubo is also overjoyed, happy to come, "Lord, why did you suddenly come back?"

"The emperor asked me and the prince to take care of the affairs of the great prince. Is there anything in the mansion recently?"

"No

After answering, Fubo seemed to think of something and said, "it was yesterday that Marquis yuan came to ask me if you and the princess have come back."

Wind Che nods, "you go to Yuan Bo Hou Fu to say, say I came back."

Fubo answered the call and sent someone to deliver the letter. But in a quarter of an hour, the Marquis of Yuanbo came. As soon as he came in, he said happily, "I'm ready. I want to go to Pingyang County today. I didn't expect you to come back."