Tang Dynasty: Taking the Empress Dowager to a brothel, Father Emperor, what a coincidence!

The rumors circulating in Chang'an were becoming increasingly bizarre.

As a result, the gates of the Duke of Lai's mansion and the Duke of Yi's mansion were always crowded with onlookers.

Several Taoist priests even came with banners, offering to enter the mansion to exorcise evil spirits.

The two spoiled rich kids aren't the ones who are most anxious right now.

Instead, they were the wives of two dukes.

While others might not know whether their husbands are alive or dead, these two women know everything.

Are those two old bastards courting death?

It's okay if I expose myself, but what if I expose the Crown Prince's secrets?

Early in the morning, Madam Du and Madam Qin went to the East Palace together without even having breakfast.

The Eastern Palace Study.

Li Chengqian finally had a peaceful day, as Kong Yingda didn't bother him anymore.

Of course, this comes at a price.

Li Chengqian promised Kong Yingda that he would write out thirty annotations for him the next day.

"Your Highness, the Duchess of Lai and the Duchess of Yi have arrived. They don't look too good and are walking this way."

After Xiao Shunzi came in from outside, he said cautiously.

"You've come at the perfect time; I was just about to go find them."

Li Chengqian stood up and straightened his clothes.

"Please invite the two ladies in quickly."

Before long, the two duchesses entered the study.

After the two hastily exchanged greetings, Madam Du couldn't wait to ask:

"Your Highness! There's a lot of talk outside saying that my dead ghost has come back to life. What's going on?"

Did they sneak out behind your back?

Madam Qin also asked anxiously from the side:

"Your Highness, the Hundred Cavalry discovered that the Europeans were not dead, and your grand plan is about to be completely exposed."

Seeing their anxious expressions, Li Chengqian deliberately sighed.

Then, with a pained expression, he said:

"Aunties, please have a seat."

Li Chengqian personally poured two cups of tea and handed them over.

"To be honest, this matter is not the fault of your two uncles; if anyone is to blame, it is only me."

Li Chengqian continued, looking remorseful:

"When I left the palace to observe the people's conditions, I passed through Pingkang Ward and originally intended to go in and see the everyday life of the people. At that time, I was with Changsun Chong. Who knew that as soon as I went in, I would run into Du He and Qin Huaidao."

Upon hearing the words "Pingkangfang," both ladies' expressions changed.

"They booked the top courtesan and a group of foreign women in the Emperor's private room of Qingfeng Pavilion."

"His entourage, flanked by two women, is even grander than my father's."

As Li Chengqian spoke, he observed the reactions of the two duchesses.

Madam Qin's fists were already clenched.

Seeing this, Li Chengqian continued to fan the flames:

"I was immediately alarmed. The bodies of the two dukes were not yet cold... no, in name only."

As sons, instead of helping their family prosper, how could they squander the Duke's money in such brothels?

"I tried to persuade them with kind words, but they not only refused to listen, but Brother Huaidao even tried to hit me, and Du He also shouted from the side."

They said...that the two dukes were no longer alive, and that no one in Chang'an could control them anymore.

"Snapped!"

Madam Qin was so angry that she slammed her hand on the table.

"Those two little beasts."

"My mother scrimps and saves at home, and they're using the savings Old Qin earned with his life to go to brothels?"

Madam Du was so angry that her eyes turned red.

"What a disaster! Your Highness, has my old man really gone out?"

Li Chengqian quickly reassured him:

"Please calm down, Aunts. When I returned to the palace and visited you two uncles, I blurted out this matter without thinking."

The two uncles insisted on disciplining their son themselves, and I couldn't stop them, so I had someone escort them back.

"The two uncles meant well, and they were careful with their actions. Please don't blame them, Auntie."

"Your Highness, please take us to see those two bastards. We must get this straight today."

Madam Qin stood up and said with murderous intent in her eyes.

Li Chengqian quickly turned the mechanism and led his two wives down into the secret chamber.

Inside the secret room, Du Ruhui was reviewing documents, while Qin Qiong sat beside him, rubbing his aching wrists.

Last night's beating with the feather duster was too intense; my old arms and legs really can't take it anymore.

Hearing footsteps, the two looked up and met their wife's murderous expression.

"Madam? What brings you here?"

Du Ruhui quickly put down his pen and looked at his wife, asking her a question.

Madam Du rushed forward, grabbed Du Ruhui's ear, and twisted it 360 degrees.

"Ouch! Madam, be gentle, it hurts."

Even a renowned prime minister of the Tang Dynasty could only shout without fighting back.

"You still feel pain?"

Madam Du was furious and cursed loudly.

"You've really grown some guts, haven't you? Running back to the mansion in the middle of the night to play tricks on people."

"If you get recognized, how many heads do you have that His Majesty could chop off?"

Madam Qin was even more direct, walking up to Qin Qiong and immediately launching into a tirade:

"Are you out of your mind? You can hit the child, but why make such a big fuss? Now everyone's saying you've come back from the dead. How are you going to face anyone now?"

Qin Qiong waved his hand, looking aggrieved:

"Madam, please let me explain. That little brat is infuriating."

His Highness told you all, didn't he? He went to a brothel and even dared to fight with His Highness.

I showed him mercy by not killing him with a single blow.

Du Ruhui also covered his ears and echoed:

"That's right, Madam. That unfilial son used the money I earned with my life to seek pleasure. How could I not beat him?"

His father is pretending to be dead every day, working all night. And him, on the other hand, has gone to a brothel to be a pampered young master.

After listening to their husbands' accusations, the two ladies exchanged glances.

They had originally come to confront their son, but upon hearing what he had done, their anger immediately shifted to him.

Madam Qin snorted coldly:

"Have you been down there too long? Are you covered in rust?"

"You beat that brat with a feather duster until he didn't even break a skin, is that considered a beating? He should be beaten to death!"

Madam Du released Du Ruhui's ear, straightened his collar, turned to Li Chengqian, and said somewhat embarrassedly:

"Your Highness, please forgive my rudeness."

These two little bastards are really outrageous. My husband, Mr. Du, is currently in an inconvenient position and should not show his face too often.

"Your Highness, rest assured, we sisters will handle this matter."

Madam Qin nodded in agreement:

"That's right, Lao Qin, you just stay here and focus on helping His Highness. Don't worry about things at home."

"When I get home today, I'm going to skin that little brat alive."

Li Chengqian suppressed a laugh and nodded obediently.

"Aunties, please don't get too angry. It's not worth ruining your health. Just give them a little discipline; after all, they're your own children."

After the two ladies bid farewell, they left the East Palace in a huff.

Half an hour later, at the Du residence.

Du He lay on the bed, humming softly.

He was in so much pain that his buttocks were swollen very badly.

Her buttocks were even more shapely than those of the African bodybuilders in later bodybuilding competitions.

The doctor next to him had just finished applying the medicine and was about to leave with his medicine box on his back.

The door was pushed open, and Madam Du walked in with a gloomy expression.

"Mother! You've finally arrived."

When Du He saw her mother arrive, she burst into tears, feeling wronged.

"Dad came back to life last night. He turned into a vengeful ghost and beat me. Look what he did to his son, my butt is almost bleeding."

"Mother, please quickly invite some highly respected monks to come to our house and perform a Buddhist ritual."

Madam Du waved to the doctor, signaling him to leave, and then slammed the door shut behind her.

As Du He watched her mother's series of actions, a sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in her heart.

"Mother... what are you going to do?"

"Perform a ritual? You deserve a beating."

Madam Du grabbed the door latch next to her and slapped it against Du He's thigh.

"Bang!"

"Aww!!!"

Du He let out a scream.

"Mother, are you crazy? I'm your own son!"

"I'm beating you, my own son."

Madam Du kept banging on the door bolt.

"I'm sending you to Pingkangfang to hire the most beautiful courtesan."

"I'm going to beat you to death today, you bastard!"

Du He was beaten so badly that she rolled around on the bed.

He couldn't understand why his mother, who usually doted on him the most, was even more ruthless than his father, who had come back to life yesterday.

Meanwhile, the same scene was unfolding at the Duke of Yi's mansion.