The prince is more stable

Chapter 27 New Accounts and Old Accounts
In almost an instant, the imperial guards came and went, waving their sleeves, not taking the clouds away, but taking away a group of playboys.

However, the nobles and the old relatives who gathered at the gate of the palace were stunned.

The palace's imperial guards performed a flash trick in front of them, taking away the playboy, but completely ignored them.

What? Am I not worthy enough to be taken away by you?

Hey? Why am I comparing myself to this?
No matter what the reason, a group of playboys were taken away alive in front of them. They could not pretend to turn a blind eye to this matter. After all, they were the children of their colleagues in the court who they saw each other every day.

"Quick, send someone to tell those little bastards' homes that the Chu Palace's imperial guards have kidnapped their children and grandchildren!" The nobles and relatives shouted hurriedly.

After the messenger was sent out, the nobles and relatives looked at each other, then sat cross-legged in front of the palace gate, pointing at the plaque and continuing to curse.

Of course, the curse was quite polite, only involving the King of Chu and his son, and never mentioning the King of Chu's parents and ancestors.

King of Chu Zhao Hao, his father was Emperor Yingzong Zhao Shu. Going back further, his great-great-grandfather was Emperor Taizong Zhao Guangyi. Just try to curse him if you dare.

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There is a narrow door under the northwest wall of the Chu Palace, which is usually used for stale water and kitchen waste to enter and exit.

Inside the narrow gate was a small tiled house where the royal palace stored firewood and sundries.

At this moment, in the small tile-roofed house, a group of young dandies were trembling and looking in panic at the imperial guards standing in line in front of them.

A dandy couldn't help but say, "My fellow soldiers, please think about the consequences. We are all descendants of noble families. If anything goes wrong, neither the King of Chu nor the Crown Prince can protect you. I advise you not to go further down the wrong path!"

The imperial guards remained standing in silence, and no one spoke.

Finally, someone couldn't stand the oppressive and terrifying atmosphere anymore. A playboy suddenly roared, "I'm Zhao Shuangzheng, grandson of the Duke of Dongyang. Beat me to death if you dare!"

After saying that, he suddenly stood up and rushed outside.

As soon as the figure moved, Chen Shou, who was standing outside the door, kicked him suddenly. The dandy man named Zhao Shuangzheng flew backwards and stuck to the wall like a New Year picture.

Chen Shou walked into the room with a cold expression and said calmly, "The prince will be here soon. Please keep quiet. If anyone dares to be rude again, I will punish them severely."

From the gate of the palace to this tile-roofed house, the three playboys were taken care of.

The other playboys finally realized the crisis and dared not provoke anymore.

After a long time, a figure walked into the tile-roofed house, and the imperial guards saluted with their swords.

Zhao Xiaoqian stood in the tile-roofed house, looking at the group of young dandies in front of him one by one, his expression as calm as water.

The playboys were also looking at him, and everyone's eyes were shocked.

They were all pampered young men living in Bianliang, so of course the Prince of Chu and the others knew them.

But their impression of Zhao Xiaoqian was that he was a coward who would lower his head and avoid gaze when he saw strangers.

In the past, Zhao Xiaoqian was ridiculed, mocked, and even used for bets and fun by the playboys in Bianjing City because of this kind of character.

And today, has this Prince of Chu become a demon? He actually dared to order them to be arrested.

Until this moment, the playboys still couldn't believe that Zhao Xiaoqian could do such a thing.

A playboy hesitated for a moment, took two steps forward and snorted coldly, "Sir, was it you who ordered us to be arrested today?"

Zhao Xiaoqian nodded with a smile.

"Are you crazy? Do you know the consequences? You allowed your soldiers to commit atrocities, killing and humiliating nobles, and now this has reached the court. Everyone in the Chu Palace will be held accountable!"

Zhao Xiaoqian sighed. Was the cannon fodder from a thousand years ago also acting like this? How disappointing.

In such an absolutely disadvantageous situation, smart people know to shut up, wait and see, and wait for the opportunity, instead of fighting recklessly.

So Zhao Xiaoqian took action, raised his arm suddenly, and with a crisp sound, he slapped the person who was speaking hard in the face, making him scream, his ears buzzing, and he became deaf for a while.

After slapping him, Zhao Xiaoqian kept shaking his hands.

The force is mutual, and his palm also hurts.

The other dandies were frightened when they saw Zhao Xiaoqian attack without a word, and each of them was as frightened as a cicada, not daring to say a word. He who knows the current situation is a hero. Now I am at the mercy of others. I can no longer speak harshly. I must protect myself first.

Dandies are not stupid, in fact most of them are smart people.

There was silence in the room. Zhao Xiaoqian shook his hands and finally spoke.

"Everyone, can we talk properly?"

The playboys nodded obediently.

Zhao Xiaoqian also smiled with satisfaction and said, "Since your attitude is so upright, I will patiently explain the truth to you."

"Of course, if you don't like to reason, this prince also knows a little bit about fighting. Which one do you choose?"

"Be reasonable!" the playboys said in unison.

"Very good."

"You came to the gate of my Chu Palace, pointed at the plaque, and insulted my father. You've even bullied me right to the gate. I'm going to give you a light punishment. We're on good terms, isn't that too much?"

The playboys all shook their heads: "It's not excessive, he deserves a beating!"

One of the playboys was a little dissatisfied and asked weakly, "But... the ones cursing the most fiercely at the gate of your mansion were those noble relatives. Why didn't you beat them up?"

Zhao Xiaoqian smiled and said, "Because they're old, I'm afraid of beating them to death. You're different. You're strong and can withstand a beating, so beating you won't be too risky. Are you satisfied with this reason?"

The playboys understood that we are just soft persimmons.

"I might as well tell you that the beating you got today was in vain. My palace's imperial guards arrested you at your doorstep because you insulted the King of Chu first. Now that the case has been brought to the emperor, my Chu Palace is in the right." Zhao Xiaoqian said with a smile.

The dandies thought about it and it seemed to be true, so they all became more and more breathless.

Zhao Xiaoqian looked around at everyone and said slowly, "The reason I arrested you today isn't entirely because of this. There's another reason..."

"A few days ago, everyone remembers the Cuju match at the Beijing suburban racecourse, right?"

Everyone's face changed immediately.

Of course they remember that, to put it bluntly, it was a childish conspiracy of a young man.

The target of the conspiracy was Zhao Xiaoqian.

Someone was sitting outside the field, betting on whether the Cuju master hired by the playboys could hit Zhao Xiaoqian with one ball.

The stakes were high that day, with some people even winning hundreds of strings of cash. The person involved, Zhao Xiaoqian, was indeed hit on the head by a Cuju ball and nearly died.

If the swearing in front of the Prince of Chu's palace was just a minor quarrel, then the Cuju match a few days ago was a real vendetta.

The playboys' hearts sank, as they realized at this moment that Zhao Xiaoqian was going to settle the score for the Cuju match today.

The dandies' faces turned pale. When the Prince of Chu stood up and was no longer the cowardly and lonely punching bag he used to be, his identity became a mountain that crushed them, making it hard for them to breathe.

Zhao Xiaoqian smiled and said, "Heroes who participated in the Cuju tournament that day, please raise your hands so I can recognize you."

"Don't hide, don't conceal it. It's not difficult to find out the truth. You can't hide it."

There was silence in the room for a long time, and five of the six playboys slowly raised their hands.

The only one who didn't raise his hand was Zhao Shuangzheng, the grandson of the Duke of Dongyang who had just been beaten.

Zhao Xiaoqian turned his gaze to Zhao Shuangzheng.

Zhao Shuangzheng said anxiously, "Your Majesty, please understand. I really didn't go to the Cuju match that day. I was planning to go, but I got pestered by the young lady from the brothel..."

Zhao Xiaoqian nodded at him: "I believe it."

Then looking at Chen Shou, Zhao Xiaoqian said calmly: "As for these five... Chen Shou, break one of their legs."

(End of this chapter)