Chapter 202 Copy One Hundred Times
Prince Jin nodded and said, "Of course."

But He Zixu rushed up excitedly, arguing: "Leading troops to kill the enemy, you can't just show your bravery. Xiang Yu was able to carry a tripod back then, but didn't he also end up in Wujiang in the end?"

Prince Jin immediately retorted: "But the fourth son of your family has neither fame nor official position. In your Guangping Palace, he is just doing trivial work of collecting land rent. Xiao Zhou can't afford it. I'm afraid the boat will capsize in the gutter."

"You!" He Zixu gritted his teeth angrily and glared at him.

The emperor hurriedly stood between the two of them to smooth things over and said, "What King Jin said is reasonable, if He Jiabei really made a mistake, wouldn't it insult the reputation of the Guangping Palace?"

He Zixu heard the words, and hurriedly said: "There is no mediocrity in the general's door. The emperor doesn't need to worry too much. If you can't cut a jade, you can't be a weapon. The old man has decided to let the dog enter the Martial Arts Hall. Given time, he will become a great weapon!"

"Okay, since He Aiqing has made arrangements, then I can rest assured." The emperor nodded slightly and said with a smile.

Prince Jin snorted, shook his head and said, "Okay, let's wait and see."

After returning to the Guangping Palace, He Zixu called all the wives and daughters-in-law together in the hall.

He was sitting on the head seat, and signaled the steward to bring the golden knife on the case. He Zixu stood up from his seat, took off the gold lettered token on the handle of the golden knife, glanced at everyone, and held the golden knife in his hand. Sign, solemnly said: "This king has decided to pass on the position of the eldest son of my He family to the fourth son He Jiabei."

"Bei'er?" Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, especially Mrs. He San, who was even more excited and terrified. He Jiabei who was standing by the side hurriedly pulled her arm and said, "Mother, help me, help me!"

Mrs. He was extremely excited and grabbed his sleeve with her backhand, saying: "Son, Jiabei, you have finally become the eldest son of the He family."

He Zixu came down from the hall, and said to He Jiabei: "Jiabei, come quickly and accept the token from the eldest son of the He family."

He Jiabei still stood where he was, as if he didn't hear it.

Mrs. He San and Liao Shiyin hurriedly urged him: "Go quickly."

He Zixu also yelled angrily: "Come here, you're acting like a bitch!"

Liao Shiyin pushed He Jiabei violently from behind, and said, "Your father told you to go, so you go."

He Jiabei was pushed in front of He Zixu. He Zixu looked at him steadfastly, handed him the token in his hand, and said, "Jiabei, take the gold medal quickly."

Unexpectedly, He Jiabei did not answer, but shook his head and said, "Father, take back the gold medal."

"What did you say?" He Zixu was furious when he heard the words.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and accept it." Mrs. He San was startled when she saw this, and hurriedly advised.

He Jiabei panted heavily, and said, "Father, as your son, frankly speaking, I'm stupid and not talented. I know you hate iron and steel and are disappointed, but don't force me If you force me again, I will report to the police.”

Speaking of this, he glanced at He Jiabai who had just turned seven years old on the seat, and said, "Jabai, take a look, he is smart and long-lived, hurry up!"

He Zixu angrily reprimanded and ordered: "Nonsense! I, He Zixu, say what I say, and take the gold medal!"

He Jiabei glanced at the token and said, "I accept it, you will regret it."

He Zixu snorted, and said: "I knew you were not a general, and I never dreamed that I would hand over the gold medal to you. However, I, He Zixu, keep my word and will never take it back."

After finishing speaking, he ordered the two servants on the left and right to hold He Jiabei down forcibly, and then told Liao Shiyin: "Jiujin, break off his fingers quickly. Hurry up!"

Liao Shiyin was taken aback when she heard the words, but she had no choice but to step forward, gritted her teeth, and opened the fingers of his right hand. He Zixu took the opportunity to stuff the token into his palm.

He Jiabei's eyes widened, with a look of despair on his face.

He Zixu didn't care about his reaction, and said loudly: "From today on, you are the eldest son of our Guangping Palace, Ah Fu, Jiu Jin, take good care of him, and don't let him get hurt in the slightest."

"Yes, sir!" The butler A Fu immediately agreed.

He Jiabei still drooped his head and murmured: "I don't want to be a prince, I don't want to be a prince"

"Shut up!" He Zixu yelled, "Who told you to talk nonsense here, go, and copy the precepts of the He Family's son a hundred times for me as a punishment."

After speaking, he walked away.

After coming out of the hall, Ah Fu and Liao Shiyin led He Jiabei to the study room, and stayed by his side to supervise his copying.

Ah Fu ordered in a deep voice: "The master has an order, the young master must copy the He family's son training a hundred times before sunrise, and there must be no mistakes."

He Jiabei held the brush, looked up at him, and said, "Is there something wrong with your brain, am I writing this right?"

Ah Fu's face was embarrassing, he quickly looked at Liao Shiyin who was sitting on the side, and told her: "Jiujin, let's start."

Liao Shiyin let out an "oh", started to turn up the book, and began to read: "A husband and son, establish yourself and make a name for yourself, be cautious in your words and deeds"

While I was thinking, I suddenly saw Mrs. He coming over with a cup of tea, put it on the desk, glanced at Ah Fu, and said, "Just pretend you didn't see me."

After finishing speaking, she sat beside He Jiabei and said softly: "Son, it's windy outside at night, mother is afraid that you will catch cold, so she boiled some ginger mother tea for you to drink."

As he spoke, he lifted the lid of the cup of tea and pushed it in front of him.

Ah Fu said at this time: "Third Grandma, please go back, let the young master copy it a hundred times without stopping. If the villain reports to the master, the master will blame him, but he will be punished with a stick."

Then He Jiabei turned his head to look at Mrs. He San, and said, "Okay, mother, don't talk to me anymore, go back quickly."

Mrs. He San sighed, and said: "Okay, don't drink if you don't drink, son, don't be afraid, mother will accompany you. Come, mother will help you grind ink."

As she said that, she rolled up her sleeves and began to rub the ink for him.

Seeing this, Liao Shiyin continued to pick up the book, and began to read: "Practice the rules, set the tone with peace of mind"

He Jiabei copied for a whole night, and only came out of the study at dawn the next day. His hands and feet were limp and he had no strength. He was supported by Liao Shiyin and Mrs. He from left to right, still muttering: "I really don't want to be a prince."

"Got it, got it. I won't be the prince anymore, as long as you are healthy and happy, mother will be satisfied." Mrs. He San comforted her with a smile.

He Jiabei suddenly thought of something, broke away from the support of the two people, and strode towards another direction. Seeing this, Mrs. He San and Liao Shiyin hurriedly chased after him and asked, "What are you going to do?"

He Jiabei said loudly: "I'm going to find my seventh brother."

"Ah? What, go back to your room and rest quickly, don't mess around!" Liao Shiyin hurriedly dissuaded her.

"Look at your child, Bei'er." When Mrs. He San hurried over, He Jiabei had already arrived at the door of the room where He Jiabai lived.

(End of this chapter)

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