The Emperor ordered Zhao Tang

Chapter 134 Zhu Wen Plays with the Princess

There were only two cushions in a secret and dim Zen room in the Daliang Palace.

"Your Majesty, I am your daughter-in-law! There are differences in human relations, please let me go. Woo." Wang Yu hung upside down, hitting Zhu Sheng's strong back desperately.

"Don't talk." Zhu Sheng laid Wang Yu flat on the carpet, and then pounced on her like a tiger. Wang Yu supported himself on the ground with both hands, and crawled in the opposite direction on his bare feet, crying and kicking the claws that were grabbing him: "Don't come over here, don't!"

However, this aroused Zhu Wen's interest even more.

He grabbed Wang Yu's feet and held them in his hands.

As the screams went unanswered, Zhu Wen put his nose close to the smell and took a deep sniff with an expression of enjoyment: What a nice smell.

"Ah - you are not a human being." Wang Yu was desperate. Now it seemed that she would become the first daughter-in-law to fall victim to Zhu Wen's murderous hands.

Prior to this, Zhu Wen had sent his confidant to bring his subordinate Zhang Quanyi's 14-year-old daughter to Kaifeng Prefecture and tortured her to death. But how to say it? It was not exciting enough, and she was too young to withstand the beating; so he turned his attention to the other disciples.

Especially Zhu Youwen.

His wife Wang Yu came from a prominent family and was also outstanding in both talent and beauty.

If it was a peaceful time, if she entered the Daming Palace, she would at least be a concubine of the beauty level.

He was very interested in this daughter-in-law and had been coveting her for a long time. This time, taking advantage of Zhang Hui's return to Songzhou to visit her relatives and sweep the graves, Zhu Sheng finally got his wish.

"The country has just been built, and father, you should be working hard for the eternal legacy of your descendants. If you abandon moral principles like this, how can you rule the empire for long?" Wang Yu pleaded.

"Haha." Zhu Sheng didn't think it mattered. My illness didn't conflict with managing the empire. I could give equal importance to both.

Wang Yu was still thinking about how to persuade her, but the old thief's eyes were full of lust, and he gritted his teeth and threatened, "If you don't obey, I will kill your husband."

Wang Yu's heart ached. She had no doubt about the truth of these words. After all, not long ago, Zhu Youyu, her biological son, was almost executed for a trivial matter, not to mention that her man Zhu Youwen was only the adopted son of her father.

Click!

The thin silk was torn roughly.

……

The exaggerated noise was like a thief being beaten with a stick in the yamen.

"Hahaha, life is so blissful!"

Zhu Sheng enjoyed himself in the martial arts world, and his heroic laughter echoed in the room.

Wang Yu kept shedding tears of humiliation.

What follows is the process from the carpet to the shrine, from the window to the wall, from lying on the ground to being held in the air; the poor man who succumbs to the tyranny is like a slave in the hands of a master.

Frivolous, dissolute, shameful, and disgusting.

Zhu Sheng's strength is unfathomable. Under the guidance of the forbidden friendship and the stubborn determination of the fairy-like Wang Yu to rather die than surrender, this was once again revealed.

"After killing Li Ye and destroying the Tang Kingdom, I will make Youwen the crown prince." Zhu Wen, feeling relieved, spared his daughters-in-law who were disabled and made a promise without losing any opportunity.

If one wants to drink more of the sweet wine brewed by his daughter-in-law, he must have hope and reasons to convince himself.

If he could play tricks on the saint's first wife, Concubine He Shufei and Princess Pingyuan, he would have been successful in this life.

Zhu Sheng has been in a very good mood recently.

Without it.

The situation is good.

The founding of the country to bring good luck did play a role.

Lu Yan of Henghai had already accepted his title of King of Bohai. Of course, he did not abandon the official position granted by Chang'an. This fellow's attitude was very ambiguous. He secretly discussed with Zhao, Wei, Qi, and Yun to jointly fight against Zhu Ni, but on the surface he smiled at Zhu Wen.

Just like Zhuge Shuang, Wang Jingwu and Wang Chongrong.

On one hand, the Tang Dynasty's envoys and military commanders expressed their sincere loyalty to the Emperor Li, and on the other hand, in front of Huang Chao's ministers, they swore to be sworn enemies of the pseudo-dynasty; their loyalty increased and decreased with the strength of one side, which was a momentum process. Loyal to whoever is strong. Loyal to whoever is absolutely strong. If the two major camps are balanced, they will be loyal to both, and will not offend anyone.

Zhu Wen understood.

It is enough to submit to him in name only.

As long as Daliang continues to grow stronger, why worry about these people being disloyal?

As soon as Li Ye died, Lu Yanwei would probably send his son to Bianjing as a hostage. And people like Wang Rong and Wang Shifan would definitely surrender directly.

Qian Liu of Hangzhou probably still wanted to vacillate between Tang and Liang, so he did not accept his title. However, considering that the people of Bian might go south, he secretly sent people with treasures and letters to congratulate him.

Zhu Sheng was very surprised by Dong Chang, the governor of eastern Zhejiang.

When the envoy who was conferring the title of King of Yue on Dong Chang arrived in Kuaiji, Dong Chang led all the civil and military officials to welcome him ten miles outside the city. The ceremony was grand. Zhu Sheng asked his subordinates and found out that Dong Chang had coveted the throne for a long time, but the court had not agreed. He was very angry.

He pays so much wealth as tribute every year, why can't he become the King of Yue?

Another great joy was the war between Li Keyong and Li Cunxiao, the fake father and son. When Zhu Sheng first heard about it, he thought it was a conspiracy of the Jin people. After all, Concubine Liu, Gai Yu and Yang Fugong, who went to Taiyuan to supervise the army, were all old foxes with extraordinary wisdom. He sent Shucong to investigate and found that it was true.

Three days ago, Li Cunxin, the vanguard of the punitive army, had arrived at Liulipi!

What a loving father and filial son.

If the father says to beat someone, then he beat him; if the son says to rebel, then he rebels.

Zhu Shenglong was very pleased, and immediately sent Zhang Guiba as the "envoy to support Zhaoyi" and led 30,000 warriors to Shangdang to see what the situation was like. He instructed: If Luzhou can be taken, then take it. If Li Cunxiao can be persuaded to surrender, then persuade him to surrender. If he can be killed, then cut off one of Keyong's arms. However, the banner he publicly raised was still to uphold justice, intending to confirm the crime of Li Cunxiao's "secret alliance with the people of Bian".

Hehe, doesn’t Li Keyong suspect that his son is colluding with me?

What do you think when you see Daliang rushing to rescue Li Cunxiao?

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The pale and cold moonlight cast its dim light into the dead silent Zen room. Wang Yu's beautiful eyes were dull - she had actually been tricked by this man who looked like an emperor but was actually a filthy and obscene old beast into a secret room dedicated to gods and had been violently beaten for an entire afternoon.

Wang Yu crawled out, his consciousness was dark. Every inch of his skin was covered with bruises and slap marks, and every muscle and bone was so sore that it seemed to be disintegrating.

Wang Yu suppressed her grief and slowly put on her clothes. Not bothering to tidy up her messy hair, she crawled down from the bed like a snake and crawled out of the Zen room that had experienced a storm.

When she was about to go out, she stood up, put her hands on the wall, and walked out step by step. At this time, Mrs. Wang was like a summer lotus on the verge of drying up and withering.

The beauty of being pure and clean without being coquettish is still there, but after being viewed from afar and played with up close, it has become too stained by the mud.

Wang Yu, with a blank mind, dragged his abused body back home like a walking corpse.

"In spring and winter, the rapids are white and the pools are green..." In the study, Prince Bo was painting his imagined Three Gorges scenery in front of the "Water Classic" to relieve the fatigue of a day's work. After the establishment of Daliang, Zhu Youwen put down his armor and picked up the abacus, and was transferred to the deputy envoy of Jianchang Palace and the envoy of the Ministry of Revenue, Salt and Iron, specializing in financial management for the court.

This is not an easy job and it is very tiring.

"Prince Bo." Wang Yu sat down in a daze beside the pond in the courtyard.

Zhu Youwen stood by the window, hung up the painting he had just finished facing the wind, and asked softly, "It's so late, why did the princess come back just now? Did the emperor suddenly summon you and say anything?"

He was a little confused as to why he had to summon his daughter-in-law to the palace alone in the afternoon. According to the system and customs since the Han and Wei dynasties, whether in formal occasions or in private, summoning wives and concubines of officials, wives of high-ranking officials, princesses of the royal family and other female relatives was something that only the queen could do.

In Daliang, only the saintly queen of heaven, Zhang Hui, has this power.

So Zhu Youwen was indeed very curious about the reason why Zhu Wen called his wife into the palace alone.

Seeing her husband's concerned eyes waiting for an answer, Wang Yu couldn't help feeling guilty, and panic flashed across her pale face.

What to say?

The couple actually had a very good relationship, which could be seen from the way they addressed each other. Wang Yu wanted to expose the truth, but she was worried that her husband would not be able to bear the shock and would rebel or commit suicide.

She couldn't bear to deceive her husband and let him stand in the court wearing a hat made by a beastly father, and be pointed at by ministers and soldiers behind his back.

Besides, truth cannot be hidden.

Even if you lie, how long can you lie?

Whoever created the figurines has no descendants?

The old thief has tasted the sweetness today, and he has made himself the first one. His lustful nature is bound to rise day by day, and one day he will completely suppress morality, to the point where he will not tolerate the things that I gave birth to, nor those I give birth to, nor others. In the future, more daughters-in-law and wives and daughters of subordinates will suffer. This is a foreseeable future.

Thinking of this, Wang Yu considered his words and hinted cryptically, "My father summoned me to the palace, saying that he remembered my late mother and planned to set up a temple near the bedroom to worship her. He asked me to find a few candidates and choose a day to issue an imperial decree to ordain a female crown."

For good reason.

Although Zhu Youwen didn't know the details of the Li family's mess, he quickly realized the strangeness of it and looked at him suspiciously: "According to the etiquette revised by the court, no matter who is worshipped, the opening of a Taoist temple in the imperial city should be the responsibility of the Ministry of Ancestral Hall and Yuxu Palace. How did it find the princess? Moreover, the princess does not understand the study of gods and Buddhas, and does not know any Taoist priests. Asking you to find a female priest is equivalent to asking Li Zhen to select a warrior who is good at fighting. Is father so confused?"

Wang Yu didn't answer, but tears welled up in her eyes.

Zhu Youwen was shocked.

Looking at the hesitation and torment in his wife's expression, the fatigue on her face and the unsteady steps, his heart sank.

My father shouldn't be a beast like Li Longji who forcibly took his daughter-in-law.
Zhu Youwen walked over to Wang Yu and sat down, holding his wife in his arms, and said, "Princess, if you have anything to say, just speak up."

"Hard to say."

"That's what you said. You've fought on the battlefield for so many years, drinking ice and sleeping in the snow, and going through life and death. Is there anything you can't bear?" Zhu Youwen patted his wife's back gently and comforted her.

Wang Yu leaned on her husband's shoulder, her tears soaking his clothes, and she cried and replied in a trembling voice: "Prince Bo can't bear it. No man can bear it. I will tell you if you promise me one thing."

"Even if the princess wants my life, I will give it to her."

Wang Yu completely collapsed. Her husband was so affectionate, but she—

"That's it..." Wang Yu said blankly, "If Prince Bo still regards me as his princess, no matter what you hear me say, you must not rebel."

Now, even if Wang Yu didn’t say it, Zhu Youwen would know it.

He loosened his embrace.

"What is Prince Bo going to do?" Wang Yu covered his collar.

Zhu Youwen ignored her and stripped off his wife's clothes in a few seconds.

When Wang Yu stood there naked and saw his wife's body covered with marks of beating, Zhu Youwen sat down on the ground.

Although I am not my father's biological son, I have called him "Aye" for more than ten years.

How could my father do this?

Isn't it?

He worked day and night to build rivers, canals and develop salt and iron for the country, but in return he got his princess raped by his father. What kind of thing is this?
Now it was Wang Yu's turn to hug Zhu Youwen.

Wang Yu endured the severe pain, squatted down with great effort, hugged her husband who was lying on the ground, and cried, "I didn't want to betray you, but when I went in, he was standing there. He even picked a deep and secluded meditation room, and I was the only one around."

"Get out! Get out! You bitch, how dare you come back? Why don't you just go to hell!" Zhu Youwen kicked his legs, pushed Wang Yu away and cursed.

Thinking of his wife being embraced by his father and screaming in his arms, Zhu Youwen wished he could hang himself immediately.

"If King Bo wants me to die, then I will die." Wang Yu wiped her tears, stood up and was about to jump into the rockery pond next to her.

Zhu Youwen grabbed him.

He cursed at his wife just now because he was so angry that he lost his mind.

On second thought, the princess was the victim and she shouldn't have died.

The one who deserves death is that old pig-dog Zhu Wen.

"I, I, I, you dog-footed I! How can such a bastard be worthy of being an emperor?" Zhu Youwen looked at his wife's pair of black and blue headlights that were almost crushed, and he was furious, holding his sword and rushing out: "I'm going to kill him!"

Wang Yu quickly grabbed his hand and said, "Don't go and die. We already have a child."

Bang! Zhu Youwen punched the stone.

Wang Yu wiped her tears and continued, "I am already a cheap and worn-out woman, so you can just treat me like a concubine or a prostitute. I am like a pair of eyes to you when I am by your side, and I will be of great benefit to you. If Daliang can finally destroy Tang, I can help you get the throne. On the contrary, if you are lucky enough to see the emperor of Chang'an go out to fight against the old villain, and things go wrong, I will be in the palace at that time, and my wife and I can kill Zhu Wen and take his head to offer to Li. Temporary humiliation is nothing. Since Prince Bo does not want me to die to apologize, what he wants to calculate in the future is to make a profit from this."

Hearing this, Zhu Youwen closed his eyes in pain.

The princess has given so much for me and this family. How could I be so worthy to marry such a wise and intelligent woman?

(End of this chapter)