Chapter 871: Chapter 691: Domineering Imperial Carriage, Glorious Return!
Everyone was incredibly curious about those two people bold enough to pick a fight with Gu Changsheng. Of course, more than that, they couldn’t wait to watch the drama unfold.
After this uproar, Madam Zheng and Prince Liang’s situation had already become quite unfavorable.
In front of the ruins of the City Gate, as soon as Hongyan Jiaojiao left, both of them received disdainful looks from all directions. The contempt in those eyes was so obvious that it made the two people, already skilled at reading faces, hate even more in their hearts!
Originally, Emperor Zhoulin intended to have these two taken away, to avoid them speaking any offensive words when the Imperial Carriage of His Majesty the Southern Emperor passed by later. If it was just against female officials from the Southern Country, giving them a beating and a couple of kicks would be fine. But if they showed any disrespect in front of the Southern Emperor, Zhoulin figured they might as well add two more graves beside the family tomb!
Emperor Zhoulin’s awareness was high, but as soon as he ordered people to drag Prince Liang and Madam Zheng away, he was stopped by Han Shan.
Emperor Zhoulin didn’t understand and glanced at Zhou Hao, who was crying miserably next to the Zhou Family, with tightly knit brows.
“Your Majesty, you mustn’t, you absolutely mustn’t take those two away.” Han Qiu’s uncle, the old eunuch Han Shan, spoke earnestly and sincerely.
“Why? Later we will meet the Southern Emperor in person, and if these two speak offensively, then…” Even as the Emperor of Zhou Country, he wouldn’t be able to protect them! Emperor Zhoulin felt very helpless, especially when he saw Zhou Mu observing coldly from behind, feeling even more helpless.
Seriously, the one getting beaten is your own mother, how can you have no reaction at all?
Could it be that his imperial style education succeeded too well? He did his best to cultivate a worthy heir, not expecting to teach one that is unfilial!
Not showing filial piety to Madam Zheng was one thing, but being unfilial to him as the Imperial Grandfather? This… Emperor Zhoulin felt very resentful!
His grandson was troubling enough, and the granddaughter-in-law was even more problematic. Why was his life so bitter? Being an Emperor at this level, he estimated that the ancestral lord was about to make him kneel at the ancestral hall!
At this thought, Emperor Zhoulin felt a sharp pain in his knees!
“Your Majesty, listen to this old servant, you cannot send Prince Liang and the Wife of the Former Crown Prince away now, otherwise, you’ll bring calamity upon yourself.” Han Shan, his old face slightly sweating, spoke sincerely. Seeing that everyone around was watching him, he quickly lowered his voice. Under the puzzled gaze of Emperor Zhoulin, he leaned over to whisper, “Your Majesty, this old servant’s niece has been by the Southern Emperor’s side for a long time. She once sent a message introducing the temperament of the Southern Emperor. She said…”
Han Shan paused here, and seeing no one was paying attention, spoke even more quietly, “This old servant’s niece said that His Majesty the Southern Emperor is not someone to be trifled with. Someone like that, holding a deck of cards in his belt, ready to play with anyone at any time. If you take away his card-playing friends now, he will undoubtedly vent his anger on you later. You must think thrice!”
Upon hearing this, Emperor Zhoulin’s eyes widened immediately. After thinking it over, he nodded deeply in agreement, “Old guy, you’re right. I’m deeply convinced!”
A master and a servant reached unprecedented consensus in their awareness. Emperor Zhoulin waved his hand, signaling the Imperial Forest Army to step back but, of course, kept Prince Liang and Madam Zheng there.
He thought to himself, his old arms and legs certainly shouldn’t become targets for venting anger. Though life was difficult, why not stay alive?
“Humph!” Zhou Mu, standing aside, watched the two elderly people ahead and let out a cold snort, his expression rather unpleasant.
Han Shan, with sharp ears and eyes, heard this and his old body trembled instantly. Licking his lips into a forced smile, he turned around to look ingratiatingly at the Divine Residence with a cold face. Bitterly, he spoke, “Your Highness, this old servant was just saying, I hope you, noble one, will magnanimously overlook my faults, as if you did not hear it.”
His summary of the Southern Emperor’s temperament was theoretically correct, but… but rumor had it that such a temperament happened to be exactly what His Royal Highness Prince Mu loved. How could he deal with this?
“I am not as old as you!” Zhou Mu retorted properly with a sullen face.
Han Shan’s old face immediately stiffened. Yep, worshiped at the wrong altar, at least it seemed like this was in consideration of his niece’s favor with the Southern Emperor. Otherwise, based on His Royal Highness Prince Mu’s temper in the past, he probably would have slapped him straight to have tea with the Buddha.
Han Shan touched his old face, immediately lowered his head, and dared not speak further. He continuously warned himself to be cautious in words and actions in the future, especially concerning matters related to the Southern Emperor. He must be even more careful, or else, like Madam Zheng, he would be slapped terribly!