wild trail

Chapter 291 Strict Father
Wang Lang stared at his son with squinted eyes, and his face became more and more gloomy. This little bastard is going to develop in the direction of a playboy. When is it now? The country was founded, and it is not yet the time to enjoy peace and enjoyment.

"Kneel down!" Wang Lang snorted coldly.

Wang He shivered, and looked at Wang Lang aggrieved.

"Kneel down!" Wang Lang said again expressionlessly.

"Mother!" Wang He looked at Fan Xing as if asking for help.

Before Fanxing could speak, Wang Lang cast a cold glance at Fanxing, and immediately swallowed her.

Seeing his only savior, there was nothing he could do. Wang He had no choice but to kneel in front of Wang Lang with great grievances, choked up and said, "Father, what did I do wrong? Wu Feng insulted me, can't I teach him a lesson?"

"Hmph, lesson, if you do well, how can people humiliate you? Then Wu Feng said you complained and said you were useless. Could it be wrong? If you learned everything the teacher taught, how could I punish you? You." Wang Lang snorted coldly.

Wang He curled his lips and said, "Father, the teacher taught so much, how can I remember it?"

"How long do you study a day, and how long do you spend playing? You are my son, and you don't need to work to earn copper coins. Have you ever thought that those children who are slightly older than you come out of the academy?" What are you doing all the time?" Wang Lang said angrily.

"What else can you do? Isn't it just playing?" Wang He curled his lips.

Wang Lang was furious when he heard the words, he threw the glass of water on the table onto Wang He, and shouted, "How could I have given birth to you such an ignorant and rebellious son?"

Seeing this, Fanxing quickly ran over to protect Wang He in his arms, and said to Wang Lang: "Your Majesty, He is still young, you will break him if you beat him like this."

The corners of Wang Lang's mouth trembled angrily, and he said angrily: "It's a loving mother who loses so much. Get out of the way. If this little bastard is not strictly disciplined, he will be a waste when he grows up. When the time comes, he will cause a big disaster. You are forcing me kill him."

"Your Majesty!" Fan Xing said while protecting Wang He, pleadingly.

Unmoved by Fanxing's entreaties, Wang Lang pulled Fanxing away and shouted, "Bring the rattan here!"

The guards outside the door looked at each other in blank dismay at this moment, not knowing what to do, they only hated themselves for being on duty today.

Seeing that no one moved, Wang Lang shouted again: "What are you doing there, bring the cane!"

"Yes!"

The guard was sweating coldly when he saw the furious Wang Lang, and hurried to look for the rattan.

After a while, the guard brought the cane over.

Seeing Wang Lang taking the cane, Fan Xing was frightened out of his wits, rushed to Wang Lang, hugged Wang Lang's leg and begged, "Your Majesty, please forgive He this time!"

"Get out of the way!" Wang Lang said coldly.

"His Majesty!"

"Get out of the way!" Wang Lang kicked Fan Xing away.

At this moment, although Wang He's face was pale with fright, he clenched his fists tightly, looking very unconvinced.

"Crack!" The cane hit Wang He's back heavily.

"Ah!" A heart-piercing scream suddenly spread throughout the palace.

After twitching five times in a row, Wang He was about to pass out from the pain, lying on the ground and twitching continuously.

Wang Lang threw the rattan aside, sat on the seat angrily, looking at the crying stars and the painful Wang He, his heart ached.

But in order not to let his child become a playboy, he knew that he had to be ruthless.

In another world, he would look down on those second-generation officials and rich second-generations, so how could he let his son become like that.

He is the founding monarch, no accident, the throne will be inherited by Wang He after his death, even if Wang He is not a wise king in the future, at least he can't be an ignorant and stupid king, if that is the case, before he dies, he can't say it The abdication system has to be used. If Wang He is incompetent and wants to usurp the throne, he guesses that at that time he will have to be cruel and kill him.

This emperor is not only the lord of a country, but also bears the fate of the entire human race, so he cannot be careless.

"If you were my son, straighten your back." Wang Lang snorted coldly.

Wang Lang wiped away his tears, grinned and knelt down straight in front of Wang Lang.

"Tell me, what's wrong with you!" Wang Lang narrowed his eyes and stared at Wang He.

"I shouldn't have someone beat Wu Feng." Wang He said hoarsely.

"I'm not telling you not to fight Wu Feng, I'm telling you not to use my name to bully others. If you are not convinced, you can go to Wu Feng for a duel yourself. What's the skill to let others do it? He said you can't, you Just try to do your own thing well, so that others can't find faults, and let others obey you sincerely." Wang Lang said earnestly.

"Father, you are the emperor, this country belongs to you, and I am your son, why can't I order others." Wang He retorted with his neck crossed.

"Oh, the emperor is the head of a country. This leader is not here to enjoy. If you can't bring a stable life to the people of the country, then what's the use of this emperor? You are my son, and you should set an example and help those who live in difficulties. Instead of relying on your own status to bully and drive them, you really disappointed me this time." Wang Lang sighed heavily.

Looking at Wang Lang's disappointed eyes, Wang He burst into tears and said with a choked voice, "Father, I was wrong."

"If you know you are wrong, go and apologize to Wu Feng. This kid is a talent. You have to make friends with him and let him work for you. Do you understand?" Wang Lang said in a deep voice.

Wang He nodded and said, "Father, I understand, I'm going to apologize to Wu Feng now."

As he said that, Wang He was about to get up, but the sudden pain in his back made him almost faint.

"Forget it, you should go again in a few days, and heal your injuries first!"

Wang Lang sighed and continued: "You have never had to worry about food and clothing since you were born. Do you know that many people in the Xia Kingdom just have enough to eat, and children who are older than you have to help their own families when they come out of the academy. , It is impossible to have so much time to study like you, if they can do things that you find difficult, think about how much effort they have put in."

Wang He listened quietly, recalling Wu Feng's performance in the past, and suddenly felt that Wu Feng was actually right, and that he really didn't work hard enough, so he couldn't help but blame himself.

Seeing that his son seems to have listened to his words, Wang Lang nodded in relief, and said to Fan Xing, "Take him to the medical center and let the doctors treat his injuries."

Fanxing wiped away her tears when she heard the words, and quickly picked up Wang He and ran towards the Daxia Medical Center.

"Hey, it's time to have a few more children. From now on, it's better to be virtuous and not grow up!" Wang Lang shook his head and smiled wryly.

Only now did he feel that it was not easy to be an emperor in ancient times, especially when he wanted to be a wise emperor.

(End of this chapter)