newbobooks Chapter 142 Playing... a woman!
Chapter 142 Playing... a woman!
The emperor became even more angry when he saw Chen Changan!
He knew very well what kind of person Prince Xiang Wang was. He was a complete fool and was of no use.
But Chen Changan is an upright person, how could he follow the prince in making trouble?
"What does it have to do with you when I discipline my son?"
The emperor looked at her with a gloomy look: "Chen Changan, don't think that just because I protect you, you can do whatever you want and cause chaos in the harem!"
"You are wrong, I will chop off your head anyway!"
After all, the incident was caused by himself, and Chen Changan did not stay out of it.
Looking up, he said seriously: "Your Majesty, the prince is very smart. He really learned a seven-character poem!"
"If you don't believe it, let the prince recite it?"
The emperor frowned, and Kong Qiqiao beside him shook his head and argued.
"Master Chen, I have been teaching for many years, but you are only as old as a dog?"
"I have taught the prince for so long, but he can't even recite a sentence from the Analects. How come he suddenly becomes enlightened as soon as you come?"
The emperor nodded in agreement.
Chen Changan argued vigorously: "Haven't you ever heard of teaching students in accordance with their aptitude?"
"Don't blame the disciple if he can't learn. It's because you are incompetent!"
"Master Chen!"
Kong Qiqiao was furious!
Why am I incompetent? It’s because the damn prince is too stupid!
"Your Majesty!" Chen Changan ignored Kong Qiqiao and said to the emperor.
"Even if you want to punish the prince, you have to wait until he is dressed. This is a matter of reputation for the prince and the Chu state."
"If the prince really can't write poetry, I..."
Chen Changan gritted his teeth and said, "I am willing to be punished together with him!"
The emperor shook his head and sneered!
The prince is not capable of great things. What does he have to do with elegant poetry when he does such things during the day?
Chen Changan, I think you are seeking your own death!
"Okay, Chen Changan, I'll see how you train the prince!"
"The prince wrote a poem?"
"I! Don't! Believe it!"
The emperor flicked his sleeves and left with Eunuch Jing.
Chen Changan was breathing heavily, looking at Xiang Wang who was still shivering there, and he became furious for a moment.
He stretched out his foot and kicked Xiang Wang hard.
"I am arguing with the emperor, why don't you dare to say a word?"
"Where is the bravery for the little one?"
Xiang Wang collapsed to the ground and did not blame Chen Changan.
"Master Chen, no, Brother Changan, from now on when no one is around, we should call each other brothers!"
"Thank you, brother. Without you, I would have been beaten up today!"
Xiang Jian was very excited and said while hugging Chen Changan.
His ideas are simple.
Having been a prostitute together makes you a good brother. Although the East Palace is not a brothel and the palace maids are not prostitutes, what they do are almost the same, aren’t they?
Several palace maids were busy changing Xiang Wang's clothes.
……
The main hall of the East Palace.
The emperor sat at the top with a depressed look on his face. There were two benches in front of the hall, and guards holding boards on both sides.
It was obvious that if they couldn't do it, both of them would be beaten!
Xiang Wang looked at Chen Changan with fear, and Chen Changan was also unsure.
"Calm down and think about it carefully!"
"You performed very well just now, shocking everyone!"
Xiang Wang shook his head tremblingly: "I, I know...but, but...if I don't do it well, my father will beat my balls!"
Chen Changan was depressed to death.
It's already this time, how can you still say such discouraging words?
"Xiang Wang!"
The emperor spoke, and Xiang Wang was so frightened that he quickly knelt down before the emperor.
"Come, write a poem, I'm listening!"
Kong Qiqiao looked at Xiang Wang with a sneer and said, I don’t believe you can do it!
Eunuch Jing eased the tense atmosphere: "Prince, what is the name of the poem?"
"Look, look at the brothel..."
Chen Changan is so pissed off!
Brothel, your sister’s brothel!
Anyone who wants to be your teammate will be killed by your stupidity!
"Your Majesty, I am looking at the green mountains! Green mountains!"
The emperor's face darkened, and Xiang Wang quickly said, "Yes, yes, Wang Qingshan, Wang Qingshan."
"Lord Kong taught me a lot of things, but I can't remember them all at once."
Kong Qiqiao gritted his teeth and asked, "When did I ever teach you about brothels?"
You are slandering me!
Chen Changan felt even more annoyed when he saw Xiang Wang was slow to speak.
What, you forgot so quickly?
Chen Changan deliberately coughed twice to attract Xiang Wang's attention.
Then Chen Changan stroked his chest and moved his body slowly. Xiang Wang suddenly became courageous!
"Yes, I remember now!"
"Father, look at me and see the mountains from the side and the peaks from the side!"
Chen Changan was so excited that he almost cried!
Xiang Wang, you really didn't disappoint me!
The emperor was surprised and wondered when his son learned to compose poetry.
It sounds very stylish.
Chen Changan pretended to move downward and quietly took two steps back, and Xiang Wang understood even more.
"It's different at different distances and heights!"
Pretty!
So fucking beautiful!
Chen Changan spread his legs and pointed at his crotch, and Xiang Wang understood.
"A fairy cave in Tianshan Mountain!"
Chen Changan raised his hand to his chest, and Xiang Wang laughed loudly: "The infinite scenery is in Yufeng!"
Chen Changan closed his eyes. Jade, what the hell did he say "jade"?
Xiang Wang didn't care about all this. After finishing the four lines of poetry, he excitedly and arrogantly spoke to the emperor.
"Father, how about this, what do you say?"
"It's not about being promiscuous in broad daylight, but Master Chen teaching me to write poetry!"
"Woo woo, how can you say that to me? I'm the crown prince, the future pillar of the Chu Kingdom!"
"Father! I am innocent!"
"More wronged than Dou E!"
Xiang Wang knelt on the ground, crying out of breath. He finally found the opportunity, right?
Chen Changan raised his middle finger to Xiang Wang in his heart. This pretentious guy...
I give you full marks.
The emperor was amazed!
The prince actually composed a poem?
Look at the green mountains.
Seen sideways as a peak on the side of the ridge, the height varies from far to far.
There is a fairy cave in the sky, and the infinite scenery is at Yufeng!
Although the rhythm is not very beautiful and sounds a bit vulgar, this is the result of an early morning meeting!
"This, this... Kong Qing, what do you think?"
Kong Qiqiao opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief.
What’s going on? What’s going on?
He knew the prince's level very well, so how could he recite a poem in such a short time?
Could this really be taught by the top scholar?
He... really can't?
Kong Qiqiao dared not not answer, and shook his head and said: "Looking at the first and second lines of this poem, the prince should be famous for thousands of years, but the combination is quite flawed, but the flaws do not outweigh the merits."
"Teach students in accordance with their aptitude, teach students in accordance with their aptitude...ah, I get it."
"The prince loves brothels. Lord Chen deliberately created the brothel scene just to guide the prince?"
"Excellent, excellent, truly excellent. I am in awe!"
Kong Qiqiao was convinced and bowed deeply to Chen Changan.
The emperor was slightly stunned.
Comparing the Eastern Palace to a brothel was somewhat a loss of face for the royal family, but as long as the prince could remember poetry, what did face matter?
The emperor nodded, his face full of joy.
"Well, since the prince has composed a poem, I will not blame you for causing chaos."
"My Lord, there is something I don't understand. Please explain it to me."
The emperor concentrated and asked, "While the prince was writing a poem, you were flirting beside him. What was your intention?"
Chen Changan's face turned red: "Pretend, pretend... to be a woman!"
woman?