The struggle of the reborn prince

For half a day, the prince stayed in the small study and didn't come out, and he didn't allow anyone to go in and disturb him, but the two people who were guarding outside were terrified for a long time, listening to the movement inside, it didn't seem like When reading a book, it seems like a demon.Suddenly the room became quiet and there was no sound, "My lord, are you still there?" A little yellow man boldly asked, if something happened to the lord, they would all have to be buried with him.

"Ahem, I'm fine!" The prince coughed from inside the room.

"Oh, the slave is waiting outside!" Xiao Huangmen felt relieved, he could do whatever he wanted, everyone knew that the prince was abnormal, as long as people were fine, the superiors wouldn't blame them, and the guys in the yard shrank back Back to the house.

After a while, the prince with a dark face, disheveled hair, and dirty clothes walked out with a bookcase in his arms, "Go and clean up the study, I'll wash it, Cough..." After speaking, he walked towards his room without looking back.

"Yes... yes!" The two little yellow men were used to seeing the slovenly appearance of the prince, and they were still startled today, Zhao Tama had already walked a long way before they realized it and remembered to salute.

After entering the study, two people turned their faces and ran out, their legs trembling in fright, "Quickly tell the magistrate, we can't afford to take care of such a big incident!" nod.After receiving the report from Xiaohuangmen, Huang Jingchen, the chief servant of the palace, hurried over. The smoke in the study had not cleared, and he ordered Xiaohuangmen to open all the windows to disperse the smoke before walking in. He couldn't help shaking his head and smiling wryly. The study room was struck by lightning, the good red sandalwood books were smashed into pits, the hammer lying on the ground looked like a murder weapon, the glazed brush washer placed on it, the Duan inkstone given by the empress, the set of imperial palace The Jun porcelain teacups were all broken into pieces, two rotten "Analects" were thrown on the floor, and the "Hundred Flowers in Spring" painted by the emperor on the wall had a few big holes added to it. He couldn't figure it out. How did the prince turn the study into this at such a young age?

"Oh, I've collected them all, and I'll get another set from the inner library to replace them with!" Huang Jingchen sighed and said lightly, taking this as a child's mischief.

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A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, Zhao Tun understood his current situation, he also became more cautious, no longer sneaking out of the house to play, but honestly maintained a two-point-one-line lifestyle, getting up in the morning I didn’t go to the garden either, just wandered around the yard twice, and then went to the big study with Jianxi’s company for class, and returned to my own yard immediately after the end, and hid in the bedroom or the small study without going out in the afternoon .

At night, Zhao Tuo didn't even step out of the bedroom. There were quite a few people living in the inner courtyard. There was one servant in charge of the housekeeper, and two servants with low-priced grades. They were in charge of money, food and purchases respectively. A small yellow door who does odd jobs, responsible for all chores.Then there are two female officials in their 30s appointed by the two palaces, leading more than a dozen maids and women to take care of his daily life and food. It can be said that he is the only child in the entire courtyard who is a real man.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5..." Zhao Tun's body kept rising and falling, and sweat dripped down like beans. "99, 100" After finishing a hundred push-ups, he lay down like a dead dog. Panting heavily on the bed, he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand to wipe the sweat off his face.After a long while, Zhao Tun took a breath, turned over and started a hundred sit-ups, and then a hundred squats against the wall. By the time this set of physical training was over, he had been tossing for more than half an hour, and he thought of telling the time The sound of clappers, it is Haishi now.

He dried himself off, lay on the bed, rubbed his sore belly, and was about to fall asleep, when there was a light 'click' sound on the roof, Zhao Tang pulled out the gun from under the pillow and rolled off the bed, hiding in the dark.The sound of rustling footsteps stopped abruptly at the eaves, and a figure was reflected on the window. Zhao Tun held his breath, held the gun and stared at the figure, waiting for his next move.

What happened next confused him. After observing for a while, the man suddenly opened the window and came in. "Damn it, did it come for me?" He aimed at the shadow, but quickly put down the gun again, leaving a smile on the corner of his mouth.

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"Assassins, there are assassins..." A mournful cry suddenly sounded in the prince's room, and the black figure who was carrying a burden and flipped through the window was startled by the sudden shout behind him, and was caught by the window curtain inadvertently He stumbled to the ground, the gold and silver utensils in the bundle were scattered all over the ground, and the ingots and pearls rolled around.

Zhao Tang yelled loudly, and quickly closed the window and plugged it in. If this kid jumps over the wall in a hurry and comes back, taking himself hostage, it would be bad.The shrill and terrifying child's voice was heard far away in the silent night, and the small yellow gate on duty immediately rang the warning gong and shouted loudly.

Zhao Tong hid under the window and peeped, okay, the shouts of catching assassins sounded one after another in the yard, followed by the sound of "thumping" when the door was pushed open, dozens of men and women poured out, and the women Half-exposed breasts, disheveled temples, unmasculine disheveled hair, bare feet, and wearing big trousers, they all rushed out.The weapons in their hands are also varied. Some of Xiaohuangmen are holding flowerpots, carrying bricks, and holding brooms for sweeping the floor. The little maids are carrying mallets for washing clothes and poles for drying clothes. The chef's weapons are the most advanced, two of them are carrying kitchen knives, and the last one has a rolling pin in his hand...

The lanterns in the yard were quickly lit up, and the light was brightly illuminated. Zhao Tang watched with interest. Although many of his own people came out, there was heavy thunder and little rain, and a group of people just surrounded them from a distance, bluffing. Dare not to step forward, but this posture also looks very deterrent. The thief may not have expected such a big battle, and his mind was a little dazed. He took a few steps back, leaned against the wall and pulled out a dagger to make a desperate move. Confronted with these disheveled people.

"Hit him!" The people in the yard heard the prince's long-pitched shout at this moment, and they reacted cleverly. The prince is still in the room. If something happens to him, no one present will be able to escape. The fate of death.

'Boom' first, a handyman threw a chamber pot and smashed it on the head of the 'Assassin'. It started, and then various long-range weapons flew over like raindrops, making a ball of ping-pong-pong. This 'Assassin' probably also Just debuted, after being hit hard a few times, my mind cleared up, and I remembered to run, and took out my housekeeping skills and hugged the pillars to go to the room, jumped and jumped over the low wall of the inner courtyard to escape, a group of people watched' Assassin' vanished into the dark...

"Fortunately, it's just a thief. If it's really an assassin, I really can't count on these people!" Zhao Tuo looked at the farce-like rescue scene outside, cursed, and went straight to the cabinet from the dark shadow just now. I decided that he was just a thief and definitely not an assassin, so there was no need to kill him and expose my secret weapon prematurely. What I have to do now is to keep a low profile.

"My lord, my lord..." Zhao Tong heard people rushing into the house, looking for him in every room, knowing it was time to play, he slapped his nose with snot mixed with tears It flowed out immediately, and he wiped it on his face, and fell to the ground twitching all over, as if he was about to see the King of Hades.

"My lord..." The first person who found Zhao Teng was Sophora japonica and Osmanthus osmanthus who were still sleeping in the outer room. Seeing the lord's face was covered with blood nestling in the corner of the wall, Sophora japonica's legs went limp, and the candlestick in her hand almost fell to the ground. She was trembling all over and couldn't move anymore, Osmanthus was older, she knelt down and stretched out her hands to sniff Zhao Tang, seeing that she was still alive, she hugged him in her arms and shouted loudly.

"Call the imperial doctor quickly!" Huang Jingchen lives in an independent house in the backyard, and failed to catch up with the "battle" just now. After all, he has seen the storm, and when he saw the prince's appearance, he immediately sent someone to invite the prince who lives outside the courtyard. Allied Health Physician.

Physician Wang was unlucky enough. He lived to be more than 60 years old before becoming the top leader of the imperial hospital. Then he caught up with the second prince's serious illness and put him to death. He waited for the emperor to drag him to noon in his anger He was cut outside the door, unexpectedly the Second Prince came back to life, his dismissal was inevitable, but at least he took a small life and was sent here to perform his crimes and meritorious service.

Hearing that something happened to the prince, Doctor Wang ran to the inner courtyard with the medicine box in hand. Seeing that Zhao Tun's face was smudged, his eyes were closed, foaming from his mouth, and his feet went limp, he knelt down first. "Physician Wang, hurry up and show the prince!" Huang Jingchen was stunned when he saw Doctor Wang, and dragged him over.

The old man stabilized his mind, asked Xiao Huangmen to bring the candlestick closer, took two steps forward and stretched out his hand on the prince's pulse gate tremblingly, "Fortunately, he is not dead!" When the emperor came here, the emperor had something to say, if the second prince had any mishaps, it would not kill him alone, but his whole family.Physician Wang has the bottom line now, as long as you don't die, at least my life will be saved first.

"The lord is not in danger of life, but he was overly frightened and hurt his mind, and needs to be recuperated!" It is not in vain that the doctor Wang has been fooling around for so many years. Shen, neither big nor small, with an even rhythm, calm and gentle, fluent and powerful, healthier than *** himself, but the prince wants to tell the truth, and it doesn't match what he sees, so after a moment of pondering, he will tell Zhao Tang I'm sick.

"Then why is the lord still unconscious?" Osmanthus asked sobbing while hugging Zhao Tong. "This old man will wake up when the old man injects the needle!" Doctor Wang had the confidence in his mind, so he naturally wanted to show off, took out the needle bag, chose the longest silver needle, pointed it at Zhao Tun's people, and stabbed it.

"Ah!" The effect came out immediately, the prince shouted 'live', and shouted dancing: "Assassin, catch the assassin!" "My lord, my lord is not an assassin, but a thief who has been beaten away! "Osmanthus quickly hugged Zhao Tun in her arms, comforting softly.

"Back to the capital, I'm going back to the palace, I won't stay here anymore!" Zhao Tong cried as he looked around at the relieved crowd.