"Your Highness—"

As soon as he entered the Xuande Gate, Yang Xianmao, the head of the Internal Service Bureau, came forward: "The official family has a decree, please ask His Royal Highness to go to the Wende Hall with the little one." ”

Because of the early expectation, Chai Jue did not have the slightest look of surprise, and only calmly replied: "There is Pavilion Chief Lao Yang." ”

The corridor leading to the Wende Hall lingers and twists like a ribbon.

The surrounding pavilions are built according to the situation.

Disc pan, embarrassment.

He should have taken advantage of the fact that he was still walking, and planned a countermeasure.

But the thoughts can't help but spread to places that have never been considered.

Wendejeon ......

Wendejeon, of course.

At the beginning of each day, my father would be in the Wende Palace, either reading the papers, or grading the folds.

On the day of the dynasty, Mao Zheng drove to the Daqing Hall on time at three o'clock.

When he was not in court, he stayed in the Wende Hall until dinner.

Rain or shine.

No exceptions

Almost harsh self-discipline.

Thinking about it carefully, over the years, my father has never had a moment of indulgence.

Even if it's a festival, it's not a drop of alcohol.

I love lychees the most, and I only eat them until the third one.

I love the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River - "It is a picturesque landscape, and it doesn't hurt for me to swim in the calligraphy and painting." Although Jiangnan is good, however, the former Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty is not far away. With a single sentence, he dispelled the courtier's suggestion to build the Jiangnan Palace.

The official family favors Lu Zhaoyi, and everyone in the palace knows it. But before she gave birth to the prince, she was never allowed to be among the four ladies.

……

The Father drew a clear line between himself and all the things he loved.

Such as the Chu River and Han boundary, it cannot be crossed.

Chai Jue couldn't help but be ashamed.

He asked himself if he couldn't do it.

He couldn't.

Never do.

……

- "The sons were absent from the New Year's banquet for no reason, and they were too busy to have fun, contrary to the precept of 'self-restraint and self-restraint', and they lived up to their father's expectations......"

With a feeling of introspection, Chai Jue sincerely knelt down to apologize to the official: "The crime is unforgivable, and the sons are willing to be punished." ”

He was only two feet away from the official family's bookcase, and the residual alcohol on his body naturally couldn't escape the official's nose.

The dullness of the fundus caused by lack of sleep is even more visible.

As a result, the obvious sincere remorse, in the eyes of the officials, is full of pretentious sophistry.

"Before I even opened my mouth to 'teach', you were already convicted...... And it just so happens to be the words I want to teach you. ”

The official stared at him coldly, his eyes sharp and compelling: "Ah Jue, the prophet is prescient." ”

When Chai Jue heard this, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

The meaning of his father's words was that he was opportunistic, thinking that he would be able to rebel against the army and escape by preemptively saying that he was going to punish himself.

He should knock in fear, or cry out for injustice.

At the very least, keep your head down.

However, he was sincerely remorseful, and the feeling of grievance came to his heart.

"The sons seriously reflect on their own actions, and know that there have been, what does it matter if the father teaches the sons or not?"

Chai Jue took a hard breath, slowly raised his head, and looked directly at the official family, his eyes were only frank and unwilling.

"If the son is deliberately false and wronged, wait for my father to teach me a lesson, and then pretend to repent, what is the difficulty?"

The official half-squinted and looked down condescendingly. The slight twitching of the corners of the eyes indicates that the wind and rain are coming.

But Chai Jue's eyes widened, and he didn't back down even a step.

"Is it too reckless for my father to judge his sons, is it too unfair, is it too prejudiced!"

The imaginary storm of fury did not come.

For a long time, I just waited for the official family to say an understatement: "Spread the decree: Hou Lelang of Anguo does not want to make progress, acts arbitrarily, and will be punished for three years." ”

Yang Xianmao, who was with him, nodded and took the order, and was about to go to Hanlin Chengzhi to pass the word.

"Wait!"

was stopped by Chai Jue.

Yang Xianmao looked at him in surprise, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Chai Jue's fingertips trembled slightly, he had to clench his hands into fists, and he still couldn't calm his unwillingness and resentment.

It was his mistake, why should he punish Lelang?

Blatant coercion.

In order to force yourself to admit your mistakes.

Confess his mistakes exactly according to his father's wishes.

Chai Jue knelt in place, his bottomless eyes, quietly looking at the official family.

What his father wanted was absolute obedience.

There is no room for deviation.

It was at such a moment that Chai Jue suddenly appeared, under his father's inconspicuous mask of joy and anger, there was arrogance and arrogance deep in his bones.

"Father will punish whoever he likes. ”

He put down the hand that stopped Yang Xianmao, his eyes were still locked on the official family, and he did not hide the provocation in his eyes.

There are always unsatisfactory things in people, and my father wants everyone to obey his wishes, which is too domineering.

I don't like you.

I'm going to frustrate your spirit!

"The one who was punished was not a son, and the one who was ridiculed and punished by the world was not a son. ”

After that, he got up and arched his hand and said, "If there is nothing else, the son will retire first." ”

The official laughed instead of being angry, and the corners of his mouth raised a wicked arc.

"Spread my will: The Marquis of Anguo Lelang is unruly, and the rod is thirty years old. ”

Gasping for a long time, Chai Jueton felt that half of his body was numb, and his heart sank as if it was filled with cold lead.

The body reacted one step ahead of the brain, and with a "poof", he knelt down again.

"It's the sons who are unruly,"

Forcibly endured the resentment in his heart, and his eyes were red, Chai Jue knocked his head three times, and said in a hoarse voice: "The son is willing to be punished on behalf of Lelang, and beg his father for permission." ”

The official of "I ......" tasted Chai Jue's submission with great interest, like a cat playing with a dying mouse: "Yes." ”

"Thank you, King Xie. ”

Thank you, Chai Jue raised his head, and then looked at the abyss-like eyes of the Shangguan family.

"Huh,"

The official looked at him for a while, and smiled disdainfully: "I seem to have found Ah Jue's weakness." ”

Chai Jue was like being thundered and lightning, and his heartbeat stopped for half a beat.

Weakness.

Weakness......

Yes.

He couldn't see "Lelang" hurt in the slightest.

How is this not a weakness?

He should have been jealous, he should have been frightened.

From then on, the father could hold himself in the palm of his hand, rub it round and flatten.

However, the unprecedented steadfastness calmed him down.

There are people who care.

There are concerns.

Bondage, bondage.

A sense of solidity that really exists in the world.

"My father has no weakness. ”

Chai Jue looked at the official family fearlessly, and his eyes gradually became clear and calm.

"It's just that my father doesn't believe that my son is sincerely repentant, probably because ......" he took a long breath and continued: "Even if he is self-disciplined like his father, he doesn't think that this is happiness in his heart. ”

The official family always looked at Chai Jue's dark eyes, and when he heard this, he suddenly glanced at him.

Thinking about it this way, my father's strict self-discipline is more like fear. ”

Chai Jue couldn't help but grin.

"Erchen ......"

He learned the sarcastic tone of the official: "It seems that the scales of my father are reversed." ”

He gave up his hand again: "If there is nothing else, the son will be punished." ”

With that, he turned around and walked away without hesitation.

Behind him, the official's smile gradually stiffened, and then he leaned into a gloomy angle, gritting his teeth faintly.

"Yang Xianmao,"

After a long time, I heard him instruct: "Let them not stay." ”

Yang Xianmao had seen the anger of the official family, but he had never seen him with such a vicious look.

I was stunned for a while, but I couldn't react: "Don't stay strong?"

"Let them ...... me hard"

The official said word by word, and he could even feel that in the depths of his mouth, his upper and lower caries teeth were rubbing hard: "Give me a hard beating!"

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