The prince is more stable

Chapter 28: A Light Punishment
Since traveling through time, I have no worries about food and clothing.

But for Zhao Xiaoqian, it was not enough.

Whether it is animals or humans, their nature is to adapt to the environment. If they are a little bit more powerful, they can make the environment adapt to themselves.

If nothing unexpected happens, Bianjing City will be where Zhao Xiaoqian will live for the next few decades, so the environment of Bianjing City is very important to Zhao Xiaoqian.

The environment must of course be comfortable and relaxing, making you feel at home.

The current environment has not met this requirement, because Zhao Xiaoqian is a joke in the eyes of the playboys in Bian Jing, and he is someone who is ridiculed and despised.

People who are too honest are born to be bullied. This is an undeniable fact.

However, Zhao Xiaoqian from the 21st century is not an honest man.

If he wanted to live a more comfortable and pleasant life for the rest of his life, he must first change his environment, or at least let the playboys in Bian Jing know that the Prince of Chu is not someone to be trifled with, and that provoking him would cost him a heavy price.

Zhao Xiaoqian hopes to do well in Bianliang. What is the definition of "doing well"?

If he walked through the crowd, people would whisper behind him, "He's so awesome, I have an inexplicable urge to kneel down..."

Instead of "This is the second generation ancestor of the Prince of Chu's Mansion, a coward."

I was just thinking about how to establish my authority among the playboys in Bian Jing, but these playboys just came to me.

That’s a shame. If you don’t take what heaven gives you, you will suffer the consequences.

Ever since he met these playboys, Zhao Xiaoqian has always been very friendly and has a smile on his face. Although he doesn't like it, he knows that this is necessary social etiquette.

But in the eyes of the playboys, Zhao Xiaoqian's smile was more terrifying than his anger.

His smile gave people a chilling and perverted feeling, like the King of Hell demanding his life.

Originally, the dude was feeling uneasy after being punished.

After hearing Zhao Xiaoqian's light words "break his legs", the playboys' hearts finally settled down.

They were stunned for a moment, and then screamed miserably like chickens with their necks strangled.

"Sir, why is it so?"

"We only bet outside the venue, but we haven't touched the prince at all. How can the prince be unreasonable?"

"My father is the Marquis of Guangping, I don't want to break my legs, boohoo..."

Zhao Xiaoqian sighed helplessly. These second-generation rich kids always brought up their fathers. This trick might be useful against ordinary officials and common people.

But what's the point of you bringing up your father being a marquis in front of the prince? Are you scaring him?
Zhao Xiaoqian waved impatiently at Chen Shou. Chen Shou hesitated for a moment, then ordered his guards to lift the men up and drag them out of the house.

The cries of the playboys became more and more shrill.

Before this, they might not have believed that Zhao Xiaoqian really dared to do it. However, after being severely beaten several times in succession from the gate of the palace to this tile-roofed house, they no longer dared to disbelieve it.

This bastard is so bold!
Where was the honest, introverted, and lovable Prince of Chu? How did he become so arrogant?

The wailing made Zhao Xiaoqian a little irritated. The noise was enough to send him to prison.

"Chen Shou, use socks to gag them when you break their legs. They're so damn noisy."

The imperial guards dragged the playboys out of the house. Chen Shou found a whistle stick and then looked back and forth between them with a bad look.

Just as he was hesitating about whose leg to break first, he heard a burst of hurried footsteps.

King Zhao Hao of Chu wiped the sweat from his forehead and almost crawled over. Seeing the whistle stick in Chen Shou's hand, Zhao Hao immediately shouted: "Spare his life!"

Chen Shou also breathed a sigh of relief. You finally made it!

Zhao Xiaoqian is the crown prince, so he might be able to handle some illegal things. But Chen Shou is just a commander of the imperial guards. If he really breaks the legs of these playboys, will the dukes and relatives forgive him?
The playboys were already filled with despair, but when they saw Zhao Hao coming, they burst into tears and were more excited than seeing their ancestors.

"Your Highness the King of Chu, please save me!"

Zhao Hao didn't have time to pay attention to them and rushed into the tile-roofed house.

Zhao Xiaoqian was a little surprised: "Why are you here, father?"

Zhao Hao wiped his sweat and said with a wry smile, "If I don't come again, you might even dare to poke a hole in the sky."

The father and son didn't waste time talking. Zhao Hao pointed outside the house and said, "The culprit who hit you with the Cuju has been dealt with by your father. Although those people outside are hateful, their crimes don't deserve to have their legs broken. Besides, their elders are not easy to mess with. How about... a lighter sentence?" Zhao Xiaoqian blinked and said, "My father is now very popular in Bianjing. He will kill anyone who stands in his way, even Buddha..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Hao, who looked terrified, shrieked, "No! It's not that serious! No matter how famous your father is, he's just a loudmouth with no power. If the censor impeaches me, I have to kneel. Son, calm down, okay?"

"If we break those people's legs, it will be a big deal. I'm afraid I can't handle it..."

Zhao Xiaoqian sighed and said, "Forget it, just give him a lighter sentence."

Then Zhao Xiaoqian said earnestly, "Father, you must strive to be good, otherwise I won't have the capital to be so arrogant..."

Zhao Hao nodded repeatedly: "I will do my best to make my father proud!"

Raising his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, Zhao Hao couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that he arrived in time. When he just arrived, the whistle stick in Chen Shou's hand almost fell down.

Zhao Xiaoqian walked out of the house and saw the playboys squatting on the ground, looking at him with pleading expressions.

Zhao Xiaoqian thought about it and felt that it would be okay not to break his leg.

When doing things, one should always consider personal gain. Breaking their legs will only make enemies and bring no benefit at all.

So it would be better to punish them in a different way.

"My father just pleaded for you, but I'm still very unwilling. Why do you treat me like a joke and ridicule me? Why do you set me up and use me as a stake? And I just wanted to break your legs, but you're being thwarted in every way?"

The playboys didn't dare to argue or explain, but just bowed their heads and begged for mercy. Having been punished, they were particularly well-behaved at this moment.

Zhao Xiaoqian looked around at them coldly for a long time, then said calmly, "I must vent this anger, otherwise the demon in my heart will be hard to dispel."

Seeing that he finally gave in, the playboys were overjoyed and felt like crying as if they had survived a disaster.

"We deserve to die! Prince, you said that as long as our legs are not broken, any punishment is acceptable." A playboy said hurriedly.

Zhao Xiaoqian thought for a moment and said, "Give me ten strokes of the cane on the back. Anyway, I won't be able to vent my anger until you cry out in pain."

The playboys were so delighted that they quickly agreed.

"Good! Caning is good! I like caning, and I am willing to accept the punishment!"

Zhao Hao was hesitant to speak. Although beating with a stick wouldn't kill him, it would... cost him half his life.

This was originally a punishment in the army. For soldiers who made mistakes, the lightest punishment was usually caning on the back. Although it was only ten hits, the executioner swung the stick with all his strength. Those with weaker physiques might lose half their lives after ten hits.

It's obvious that these dandies have lived a life of luxury, with weak kidneys and energy. They will definitely not be ranked among the immortals.

Zhao Hao was a little anxious, but he didn't know what to say. His son had changed a lot recently and seemed to have a very righteous mind. He had already pleaded for the playboys once, so it was not appropriate for him to say anything again at this time.

So Zhao Hao turned sideways and winked at Chen Shou.

Fortunately, Chen Shou received his gaze and nodded imperceptibly.

A playboy was lying on the ground, gritting his teeth. Chen Shou raised the whistle stick in his hand high and brought it down hard on the playboy's back.

The dandy screamed and began to convulse. The dandy waiting in line to be beaten trembled in fear.

The ten blows on the back were quickly completed, and the imperial guards helped him up. Although the dude looked miserable, at least he could still stand.

Zhao Xiaoqian glanced at Chen Shou with a strange look, then looked at Zhao Hao, and suddenly realized that he was deliberately letting him off. If the ten blows on the back had really been given, this dude should have been lying in the medical room, waiting for the doctor to rescue him. He would not be as relaxed as he is now.

But Zhao Xiaoqian didn't say much. Leaving a way out for others is also a way of dealing with people.

Soon all the playboys were beaten on the back. Although it was very painful, they could still hold on.

So several people bowed to Zhao Hao and Zhao Xiaoqian with gratitude, and swore to the sky that they would never provoke the Chu Palace again.

The grudge was settled, and when the playboys cautiously said goodbye, Zhao Xiaoqian stopped them again.

The playboys felt a sinking feeling in their hearts and looked at him anxiously.

Zhao Xiaoqian stretched out a hand towards them, palm facing the sky, with confidence.

"Do you have money? Take it all out."

(End of this chapter)