For half a day, the prince was nested in the small study and did not come out, and he did not allow anyone to go in and disturb him, but the two people who were on duty outside were frightened for a long time, listening to the movement inside did not look like he was reading a book, but like he was making trouble. Suddenly, the room fell silent, and there was no sound, "Lord Wang, are you still there?" A little yellow door dared to ask, if something happened to the prince, they would all have to be buried with him.

"Ahem, I'm fine!" There was a coughing sound from the prince in the house.

"Oh, the minions are waiting outside!" Xiao Huangmen put his mind at ease, he can toss as much as he wants, everyone knows that the prince is not normal, as long as people are fine, the top will not blame them, and a few guys in the yard who probed their brains also retracted into the house.

After a long while, the prince with a dark face, his hair in a messy bun, and his clothes dirty walked out with a bookcase in his arms, "You go and clean up the study, I'll go wash it, cough cough..." With that, he walked to his room without looking back.

"Yes... Be! The two little yellow doors were used to seeing the unkempt appearance of the prince, and they were still startled today, and Zhao Ta had already walked out of the distance before they reacted and remembered to salute.

After entering the study, the two of them turned their faces and ran out, their legs trembling with fright, "Tell the official, we can't afford to afford such a big thing!" One said in a trill, the other nodding as if eating rice. Received the report of the small yellow door, Huang Jingchen, the chief attendant of the palace, hurried over, the smoke in the study has not yet dispersed, he instructed the small yellow door to open all the windows, disperse the smoke before walking in, can't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly, the neat study is like being struck by lightning, the good red sandalwood book case was smashed into potholes, the hammer on the ground seems to be the murder weapon, the glass pen washed on it, the inkstone given by the mother, the set of imperial Jun porcelain teacups have become fragments, and there are two rotten "Analects" thrown on the ground, The emperor's handwritten 'Spring Hundred Flowers Picture' hung on the wall, and a few big holes were added to it, and he couldn't think of how the prince could turn his study into this way at a young age.

"Alas, take it all, and take another set from the inner library and replace it!" Huang Jingchen sighed and said lightly, treating this as a child's nonsense.

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The gentleman does not stand under the wall, Zhao Ta figured out his current situation, he also became cautious, no longer sneaking out of the house to play, but honestly maintaining a two-point and one-line lifestyle, getting up in the morning and not going to the garden, only walking around the yard twice, and then accompanied by Jianxi to go to the big study to attend classes, and immediately returned to his yard after the end, and hid in the bedroom or small study in the afternoon.

At night, Zhao Ta did not step out of the bedroom half a step, there were many people living in the inner courtyard, there was a chief waiter, two low-cost waiters and two waiters, respectively in charge of money and grain and purchasing, and below them were ten small yellow doors that were miscellaneous, responsible for all chores. Then there are two female officials in their thirties assigned by the two palaces, leading more than ten maids and women to be responsible for his daily life and diet, and it can be said that he is the only child in the entire courtyard who is a real man.

“1、2、3、4、5···” Zhao Ta's body continued to rise and fall, sweat continued to drip like beans, "99, 100" after a hundred push-ups, he lay on the bed like a dead dog panting, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand to wipe the sweat off his face. After a while, Zhao Ta took a breath, turned over and started a hundred sit-ups, then a hundred squats against the wall, and when this set of physical training was over, it had been tossed for more than half an hour.

He dried his body, lay on the bed, rubbed his sore lower abdomen, and was about to fall asleep, when there was a sudden soft sound on the roof, and Zhao Ta pulled out a gun from under the pillow and rolled out of bed and hid in the dark. The sound of footsteps stopped abruptly at the eaves, a figure was reflected in the window, and Zhao Ta held his breath and held the gun and stared at the figure waiting for his next move.

What happened next confused him, the man observed for a while, and suddenly pushed open the window and rolled in, "Damn, is it coming at me?" Zhao Ta gently lifted the hammer and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the black shadow, but quickly put down the gun again, leaving a smile on the corner of his mouth.

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"Assassins, there are assassins..." A terrible shout suddenly sounded in the prince's room, and the black shadow who was carrying a burden and climbing through the window was startled by the sudden shout behind him, and he was careless and stumbled by the window curtain, and his heel fell to the ground, and the gold and silver utensils in the burden were scattered all over the ground, and the ingots and beads rolled everywhere. ,

Zhao Ta shouted loudly, and quickly closed the window and plugged it in, in case this kid dog jumped over the wall and came back and took himself hostage, it would not be beautiful. The terrible and terrifying children's voice was heard far away in the silent night, and the little yellow door on duty immediately rang the gong to warn and shouted loudly.

Zhao Ta hid under the window and peeked in, okay, the shouts of catching assassins in the courtyard sounded one after another, followed by the 'pounding' sound of pushing open the door of the house, dozens of men and women poured out, women's breasts were half exposed, clouds and temples were scattered, and the cloaks of men and women were scattered, barefoot, and wearing big pants rushed out. The weapons in the hands are also varied, the little yellow door is holding a flower pot, carrying a brick, holding a broom to sweep the floor, the little maids are carrying a mallet for washing clothes, a pole for drying clothes, a few kitchen girls in the kitchen are the most advanced weapons, two are carrying kitchen knives, and the most inferior is also a rolling pin in their hands...

The lanterns in the courtyard were quickly lit, shining brightly, Zhao Ta looked at it with interest, although there were a lot of his own people, but the thunder and rain were small, a group of people just surrounded from afar, bluffing and not daring to step forward, but this frame seemed to be very deterrent, the thief probably didn't expect to provoke such a big battle, his brain was a little dazed, he took a few steps back, leaned against the wall and pulled out a dagger to make a desperate appearance, and confronted these disheveled people.

"Hit him!" At this time, the people in the courtyard heard the shout of the prince with a long voice, and the clever reaction came, the prince was still in the house, if he had three long and two short, no one present could escape the fate of death.

'Dong' first a handyman threw a night pot and smashed it on the head of the 'assassin', there was a beginning, and then all kinds of long-range weapons flew over like raindrops, ping pong made a ball, this 'assassin' is estimated to have just debuted, and after a few hits, his brain was clear, he remembered to run, took out the ability to take care of the house, hugged the pillar and went to the room, jumped over the low wall of the inner courtyard and fled, a group of people watched the 'assassin' disappear into the darkness...

"Fortunately, it's just a thief, if it's really an assassin, I really can't count on these people!" Zhao Ta looked at the farce-like rescue scene outside, and scolded, just now from the black shadow entering the house and going straight to the cabinet, he concluded that he was just a thief, and he was by no means an assassin, so he couldn't kill him and expose his secret weapon prematurely, and what he had to do now was to keep a low profile.

"Lord, lord..." Zhao Ta heard that someone had poured into the house and was looking for him in various rooms, knowing that it was time for him to play, he slapped him on the nose, and the snot mixed with tears immediately flowed out, he wiped it on his face, and fell to the ground with a sob, looking like he was about to see the king of Hades.

"Lord Wang..." The first to find Zhao Ta was still sleeping in the outer room of the acacia and osmanthus, seeing that the prince's face was full of blood in the corner, the locust legs were weak, the candlestick in his hand almost fell to the ground, trembling and unable to move, osmanthus was older, squatted down and reached out to probe Zhao Ta's snort, seeing that there was still anger, he held him in his arms and shouted loudly.

"Call the Imperial Doctor!" Huang Jingchen lived in an independent house in the backyard, and he couldn't catch up with the 'battle' just now, he had seen the wind and waves in the end, and when he saw the appearance of the prince, he immediately asked people to ask the full-time health doctor who lived outside the hospital.

Doctor Wang was unlucky enough, he lived to be more than sixty years before he became the leader of the Tai Hospital, and he caught up with the second prince's serious illness, and as a result, he was 'cured' to death, he waited for the emperor to drag him out of the noon gate under the anger of the emperor and beheaded him, but he didn't expect the second prince to come back to life again, and the dismissal was inevitable, but he finally picked up a small life and was sent to this place for meritorious service.

Hearing that something had happened to the prince, the imperial physician ran to the inner courtyard with the medicine box, and saw Zhao Ta's face covered with stains, his eyes closed, his mouth foaming at the mouth, and his feet were weak, so he knelt down first. "Imperial Doctor Wang, hurry up and show the prince!" Huang Jingchen was stunned when he saw Imperial Doctor Wang, and dragged him over.

The old man stabilized his mind, asked Xiao Huangmen to bring the candlestick closer, climbed forward two steps and trembled and stretched out his hand to put it on the king's vein, "It's okay, I'm not dead!" "He was frightened, and when he came, the emperor had something to say, and if the second prince had three long and two short, he would not kill one of him, but destroy his whole family. Doctor Wang has the bottom now, as long as you don't die, my life will be saved first.

"The prince is not worried about his life, but he is too frightened and hurts, and he needs to take care of himself!" Doctor Wang has not been mixed for so many years, he calmed down and carefully called him the pulse, and found that the pulse of the prince was not floating or sinking, not big or small, the rhythm was even, calm and slow, fluent and powerful, and he was healthier than his own fucking self, but the prince wanted to tell the truth like this, and it did not match the situation he saw, and he gave Zhao Ta a sick after a little groaning.

"Then why is the prince still unconscious?" Osmanthus hugged Zhao Ta and asked with a sob. "This is to be given to the old man, and the prince will wake up!" Imperial Physician Wang had a bottom in his heart, so he naturally wanted to show off, took out the needle bag, and chose the longest silver root to target Zhao Ta's person and pierced it.

"Ahh The effect came out immediately, and the prince shouted 'alive', dancing and shouting: "Assassin, catch the assassin!" "Lord Wang, Lord Wang is not an assassin, he is a thief who steals things, and he has been beaten away!" Osmanthus hurriedly hugged Zhao Ta in her arms and comforted her softly.

"Back to the capital, I want to go back to the palace, I won't stay here!" Zhao Ta looked at the surroundings one by one, and everyone cried with relief.