After rebirth, I kidnapped the future powerful official

Chapter 216 Hate Iron Is Not Steel

Although he was punished during the day, at night, He Jiabei, who was still hungry, was still punished to do push-ups. Duan Ce squatted aside to cheer him up: "Keep going, don't embarrass your father."

"Who doesn't want to glorify their ancestors? I'm powerless. I'm not good enough for martial arts. My father still wants me to make a fool of myself. If I had known, I wouldn't be a prince."

Just as He Jiabei finished speaking, he suddenly smelled a strong fragrance, and couldn't help but shrugged his nose and said, "Wow, it smells so good!"

Not long after, I saw Cai Jinghong bringing a box of food over, and He Jiabei reached out to get it, but Cai Jinghong avoided it, and said seriously: "This is not for you, this is my meal .”

"You can't just watch me starve, but you are here to eat in front of me, right?" He Jiabei complained bitterly.

"How could I be like this? You and I are brothers, brothers are punished, how can I steal food alone? So, I decided to go hungry with you." Cai Jinghong said seriously.

He Jiabei made a gesture to snatch his food box, saying: "That's too wasteful, if you don't eat it, just give it to me!"

Cai Jinghong put the food box on the ground in front of him, and said, "I'll just put the food here, and when you see it, you will be motivated."

He Jiabei felt naive, and immediately wanted to grab it. Cai Jinghong quickly suppressed him, and asked Duan Ce, who was next to him, to take the food box away.

"Let go, you, I'm so hungry, I want to eat!"

He Jiabei was pinned to the ground by two people, unable to move, even his mouth was covered, for fear that he would shout too loudly and attract Tang Bozhen.

The next day, in the Octagonal Pavilion in the Royal Garden of the Imperial Palace.

On a whim, the emperor invited He Zixu, the king of Guangping, and Duan Kun, the prince of Jin, to play chess with him.

Halfway through the game, the emperor couldn't help but praised: "King Guangping is really a sword that never grows old. Deploying troops and generals is really an opportunity to move ahead. The He family's chess skills are as good as gods. No wonder the enemy is terrified on the battlefield. Just seeing the flag of the He family army And escaped!"

"Where is it, the emperor has praised you." He Zixu waved his hand and said with a smile.

"King Guangping, you are so clever, why didn't you pass it on to the Fourth Young Master?" Prince Jin suddenly burst out such a sentence.

"How do you say that?" The emperor became interested when he heard the words, looked at Prince Jin curiously, and asked.

Duan Cheng, the housekeeper standing behind Prince Jin, replied: "Your Majesty, I heard that the fourth son of the He family practiced martial arts in the Martial Arts Hall, and his performance was not good. He has skills in swords, spears, swords and halberds. He is poor in everything."

After hearing this, the emperor quickly looked at He Zixu and said, "He Aiqing, is there really such a thing?"

He Zixu lowered his head and said, "It's not bad at all, but Gouzi's grades are poor, and he ranks at the bottom of the list in all performances."

The emperor was startled when he heard the words, and said: "Isn't it? He Aiqing, the fourth son of your family, unexpectedly failed the exam for the son of King Jin? I also heard that when He Aiqing heard that the person who was the heir of the He family, he would be punished. curse."

He Zixu's throat choked, and Prince Jin raised his eyes slightly, and deliberately said the truth: "No, this must be a misrepresentation."

After a pause, he turned his head to look at He Zixu again, and said, "King Guangping, but I think you should send more people to take care of the fourth son of your family and let him take care of himself. If something happens to him, then Your Guangping Palace, isn’t it... and your reputation as King Guangping is ruined.”

"I've said long ago that rumors are not credible. Please don't bother King Jin." He Zixu glared at Prince Jin angrily, and scolded, "What kind of bullshit curses are all nonsense and nonsense!"

The emperor persuaded him kindly: "He Aiqing, you don't really need to care about it. I guess the fourth son is just starting to practice martial arts, and he is not quite used to it yet. Given time, he will become a master."

After speaking, he raised his hand and settled down.

After playing two games of chess with the emperor, He Zixu returned to the Martial Arts Hall. As soon as he arrived at the door, he found that the third lady wanted to go in but was stopped by the guards.

"He Hua, what are you doing here?"

He Zixu stepped forward and asked angrily.

Mrs. He and the butler turned around to salute He Zixu. The butler was still holding a food box.

"My lord, I'm here to visit Bei'er. You see, I haven't seen him since he entered the Martial Arts Hall, so I brought some soup, ointment, pills, etc. He didn't dance. I'm really afraid he'll be hurt by a knife or a gun." As he spoke, Mrs. He took the food box from the housekeeper and said with a smile.

The butler also echoed: "Yes, but you see, my lord, this Martial Arts Hall is strictly guarded and we are not allowed to enter."

He Zixu scolded angrily when he heard the words: "Shangwutang is a place for military training, not a restaurant or tavern. Of course you are not allowed to come in and out casually."

Mrs. He was startled, and said: "Master, idlers can't come in and out casually, but I'm his mother, so I"

"Who doesn't have parents? Military orders are like mountains, don't you know?" He Zixu glared at her without any intention of giving in.

"Then what should I do with these things?" Mrs. He looked at the food box in her hand, a little bit aggrieved.

"Give it to me, I'll take it in for you."

Mrs. He had no choice but to hand the food box to He Zixu and watched him walk in.

He Zixu came to the school with a food box, and happened to see He Jiabei sitting alone at the desk, burying his head in writing with a pen, and couldn't help but feel very relieved: "Diligence can make up for one's weakness. It seems that this unfilial son is still ashamed." heart of."

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew away a piece of white paper on He Jiabei's desk. He Jiabei hurriedly put down the brush and ran to chase after it.

He Zixu then came to the table, picked up the full page of letter paper he had written just now, and quickly read it, his face suddenly changed, his face sank like water, and he was so angry that he was furious.

When He Jiabei came back at this time, he saw that He Zixu had already seen the letter he had written. He couldn't help being surprised, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go forward to meet Li.

"You! Look, what have you written? You have no shame, this vixen."

He Zixu glared at He Jiabei, pointed to the letter paper, and asked loudly, "What's the matter? What are you doing together, lovebirds and lotuses? You, He Jiabei, are in Shangwutang, but your heart is still in Qunfang Pavilion. Are you going to enter?" If you entered Pansi Cave, you are obsessed with spider spirits, you rebellious son!"

He Zixu tore up the letter in a rage, and immediately slapped He Jiabei resoundingly!

He Jiabei held his sore cheek, watched He Zixu turn and leave angrily, then sat back in his seat, sighed and said, "Hey, I have to rewrite it."

As he spoke, he picked up the brush and was about to write when he was afraid that He Zixu would suddenly appear behind him, so he hurriedly turned his head to look around a few times.

He Zixu came to the lobby full of anger, and said to Tang Bozhen bitterly, "He Zixu, who spent half his life as a soldier, is considered to have made great achievements. I didn't expect that the son I gave birth to would be so poor and not enterprising."

"I'm sorry, my subordinates failed to share the worries of the prince. I also ask the prince to forgive me." After speaking, Tang Bozhen knelt down on one knee.

He Zixu didn't say anything, just sighed and looked at the sunset in the sky.

(End of this chapter)