"Dead life, murder of your own grandson!"

watched Zhao Chongyuan stride in with a golden gourd.

Zhao Qingzhan was so frightened that he jumped up from the ground.

Looking at the window of the East Palace, I wanted to jump over.

But before he could run to the window door, he was grabbed by the collar by the guards and carried back.

"You turtle grandson, can't you run?"

Zhao Chongyuan was furious.

"Grandpa Huang, you said that I am a turtle grandson, what are you?"

Zhao Qingzhan subconsciously asked, but as soon as he finished speaking, he quickly covered his mouth.

Wang Lishi on the side covered his mouth, and his old face was red.

"Okay, you turtle... Wang Ba.... Bastard stuff...."

In the end, Zhao Chongyuan was so angry that he reached out and was about to pick up the golden gourd and hit Zhao Qingzhan.

But when I saw the sharp cold light of the golden gourd, it was still thrown aside.

Then he picked up the whip from the guard's hand, drew it twice, and threw it aside.

Finally, I picked up a ring ruler from the shelf.

Smack.

Pumped on Zhao Qingzhan's ass.

Hiss!

Zhao Qingzhan instantly gasped.

Originally, my ass was just beaten by my own imperial grandmother, and it was still swollen.

At this moment, he received another ring ruler.

The sourness of that moment instantly made Zhao Qingzhan cry in pain.

"Grandpa Huang, I just finished being beaten by my grandmother, and you beat me like this again, do you want to really kill me."

Zhao Qingzhan cried.

I really cried.

Although he is ready to be beaten by the men's and women's doubles.

But I never expected it!

This mixed doubles came too fast.

The buttocks of the front foot have not yet been swollen, and the back foot is coming again.

"Hey, your imperial grandmother has beaten me."

Zhao Chongyuan was happy when he heard this, and the ring ruler in his hand didn't fall anymore, he squatted down and looked at Zhao Qingzhan who was crying profusely and asked, "Which side is your imperial grandmother fighting?" ”

"Right."

Zhao Qingzhan pouted his ass.

"Come and show Grandpa."

Zhao Chongyuan squatted down.

"Hmm."

Zhao Qingzhan nodded aggrievedly, and then pouted his right butt at Zhao Chongyuan.

Bang!

Another sound of breaking the air sounded.

Zhao Qingzhan's right buttocks suddenly became even more swollen.

Subsequently!

Bang Bang Bang!

A sound of the slapping of the dense ring ruler continued to sound in the East Palace.

When Zhao Chongyuan stopped.

Zhao Qingzhan's buttocks on the left and right sides were already high and swollen.

It's not big, it's not too small, it's just right.

Zhao Qingzhan lay on the ground with a helpless face, his eyes swollen from crying.

Not a good person.

It's really not human.

How can you ask someone who has been beaten on the other side, and then hit the butt on the side where he was beaten, and after the beating, he counted the number of times, and hit it exactly the same size on both sides.

"What else did your imperial grandmother punish you?"

After the fight, Zhao Chongyuan's face was refreshed, and he squatted down to look at Zhao Qingzhan.

"It's gone, it's really gone."

Zhao Qingzhan was clever and quickly shook his head.

"Grandpa Huang asks you one last time, is it really gone, or is it fake?"

Zhao Chongyuan lowered his head and looked at Zhao Qingzhan.

"No, really no, the imperial grandmother just beat me, nothing else."

Zhao Qingzhan looked firm.

"Then you copy the "Taizu Record" ten times, and hand it to me in the Shangshu tomorrow morning."

Zhao Chongyuan stood up and looked at Zhao Qingzhan and commanded.

Zhao Qingzhan was anxious: "Grandpa Huang has it, there really is, you see I'm not copying." ”

Zhao Qingzhan got up from the ground with a smoke, regardless of the sourness of his buttocks, ran to the desk of his East Palace like a tornado, grabbed the rice paper that was copied and the handwriting was no longer distinguishable whether it was a word or a caterpillar, and handed it to Zhao Chongyuan.

"Didn't you say no?"

Zhao Chongyuan looked at Zhao Qingzhan with a happy face.

"Yes, yes!"

Zhao Qingzhan hurriedly nodded, with a sincere face, and looked at Zhao Chongyuan with awe-inspiring eyes: "Grandpa Huang, even if the imperial grandmother doesn't ask her grandson to copy it, your grandson will copy it too, and my grandson likes to copy "Taizu Record" the most." ”

"Okay, you'll copy it ten more times."

Zhao Chongyuan nodded.

Zhao Qingzhan's eyes suddenly widened, and he cried: "Grandpa Huang, I... I.... I...."

"That Cuiluan, you are here looking at the imperial grandson, staring at him to copy, remember, he is not allowed to lie on his stomach, let him sit on the ground and copy, when will he copy it, and when will he stand up again."

Zhao Chongyuan raised his head and looked at Cuiluan, who was kneeling on the ground in the distance, who had bent down with a smile, and commanded.

"Your Majesty."

Cui Luan forced a smile and replied respectfully.

"Hey, kill me."

Zhao Qingzhan fell to the back with a pop, completely loveless.

But not before he could lie down.

Hiss!

Zhao Qingzhan gasped with a hiss, covered his buttocks, and jumped up from the ground like an electric shock.

Zhao Chongyuan couldn't help it when he saw this, but he cleared his throat and said with a majestic face: "Now you know that it hurts?" Where did you go just now, your imperial grandfather and I asked you to supervise the country, but you turned out to be good, what did you do? This time it's a light beating, and next time, I'll hang you directly on the beam of the East Palace, just like your eighth uncle,

Let you dare to mess with me again! ”

After speaking, Zhao Chongyuan waved his sleeves, but Zhao Qingzhan, who was crying and shouting non-stop, turned around and walked towards the outside of the East Palace.

Out of the range of the East Palace, Zhao Chongyuan couldn't hold back any longer, and immediately laughed, and scolded with a smile: "This kid should be beaten!" ”

Then looking over, Wang Lishi instructed: "By the way, you go to find someone to pass a decree to me to go to the household department to call Feng Maoyuan and the head of the household department in charge of Youzhou taxation to me, I want to ask how many heads the head of the household department has, and dare to cooperate with Zhao Ding not to truthfully report the tax."

also asked Feng Maoyuan how he managed his subordinates. ”

Thinking of Youzhou Fucheng like that, he actually didn't pay taxes to Zhao Chongyuan.

Zhao Chongyuan was suddenly so angry that his teeth itched.

Don't you know if he's poor?

It didn't take long.

Inside the Temple of Nourishing the Heart.

The head of the household department in charge of Youzhou's tax revenue was brought over.

This is a middle-aged man in court clothes, but the look on his face is like a dead man.

Ever since Zhao Chongyuan sent someone to summon him alone, a small head of the household department in charge of Youzhou's taxation, to raise his heart and interrogate, especially when he also summoned his top boss Feng Maoyuan together.

Sun Bing knew.

This time go.

He's going to get cold.

In 98, the things of Buyouzhou couldn't be hidden.

As soon as he entered the Heart Cultivation Palace, he saw Zhao Chongyuan sitting in front of the Heart Cultivation Palace.

Sun Bing gritted his teeth, anyway, the left and right are dead, it is better to summon it directly, maybe he can get a light treatment,

Therefore, before Zhao Chongyuan could speak.

Sun Bing cried out: "Your Majesty, the minister should die." ”

"But the minister is wronged, the minister has something to say, it's not that the minister wants to bully the king, but that King Yan is really not a good person,"