When he walked out of the Liangji Hall, Li Xiaogong had already disappeared.
He learned from Qin Huaiyu that the guy had gone to the Imperial Hospital to keep Fang Lao Kou company.
Yuchi Baolin returned from the corner, his hands still wet and smelling of alcohol, clearly having washed them.
Upon returning, he saw Fang Er and Qin Huaiyu standing in the corridor and joined them.
He took out a Huazi from his pocket and offered one to each of them: "Brother is awesome, have a Huazi!"
Smelling the alcohol on his hands and recalling Li Xiaogong's recent state, Fang Er knew immediately that this fellow had been the culprit.
"Brother doesn't smoke Huazi, it makes me cough..."
He took out a Maya hand-rolled cigar from his pocket, lit it, and sat by the steps.
Qin Huaiyu looked at the wound on his head with concern and said, "Brother, why don't you go to the Imperial Hospital to get it bandaged?"
Fang Er waved his hand dismissively, "No need, I'm afraid I'll punch King Hejian to death if I see him there!"
Qin Huaiyu had no choice but to have his subordinate fetch some medicine and help him with the wound.
Meanwhile, inside Liangji Hall, the officials initially shared Wei Zheng's thoughts.
The person most suspected of making Li Shimin utter the words "abolish imperial power" was Fang Er.
But just now, when Li Shimin spoke of demotion, suspension of salary, and exile to Australia, Fang Er showed no intention of resisting.
Could it be that he had been wrongly accused?
Even so, the reform was not as easy as Li Shimin had imagined.
Too many interests were involved!
In the Imperial Hospital, Fang Xuanling lay on the bed with a head full of silver needles. Seeing Li Xiaogong being supported in, limping, with his head resembling a pig's head, he couldn't help but frown and ask.
"What happened to the King of Hejian?"
In the past, he would have mocked him.
But today was different, the words "abolish imperial power" kept lingering in his mind.
He was not worried about the impact of abolishing imperial power on the Fang family, but rather feared that after the fall of the Five Great Clans, the newly emerging aristocratic families would retaliate!
For example, Li Xiaogong, who was standing before him!
If imperial power was abolished, what about the feudal lords?
His current pathetic state, did it mean he had clashed with the Emperor in court?
But then he thought, and it felt a bit off.
If it was the Emperor who had taken action, then Li Xiaogong wouldn't have had the chance to come to the Imperial Hospital.
Li Xiaogong didn't know what Fang Xuanling was thinking. He just let himself be helped onto the adjacent bed and cursed angrily.
"Damn it, those two little bastards from the Qin and Yuchi families played a trick on me!"
Fang Xuanling was even more confused, "Huaiyu and Baolin?"
As the imperial physician removed Li Xiaogong's clothes and saw the horrific state of his backside, he couldn't help but gasp.
"Gack... yack..."
The gasp went down his throat, it was so foul!
They all ran out, covering their noses.
Seeing this, Li Xiaogong's face turned green, "Damn it, where's your medical ethics!"
"The nurses at Shenyang First People's Hospital are more dedicated than you guys, damn it!"
The imperial physician, holding onto the pillar by the door and retching violently, also worried about being punished. He took a moment to look back and explain, then turned around to continue throwing up.
"Your Highness of Hejian! Forgive me... *gag*..."
"You seem to have chronic constipation, you can't take it... *gag*..."
"Hahahaha..." Fang Xuanling was amused by this scene, and the silver needles on his head trembled with his laughter.
As he trembled...
"Crack..."
Extreme joy turned to sorrow, and the poor old Fang fainted.
Li Xiaogong: .....
Damn it, bullying me, this prince of mine is so...
Damn it, I forgot, my title was just reduced, I am now a Duke.
But this Duke is also a frustrating one, without any dignity...
The debate in Liangji Hall continued. Li Shimin was determined to reform, but the princes and ministers stubbornly refused.
The key was that their reasons made Li Shimin feel extremely frustrated.
"Your Majesty, this old minister is acting for the good of the imperial family!"
In this world, the most feared thing is the phrase "for your own good."
The most hypocritical phrase is also "for your own good."
Li Shimin's temper flared increasingly, and finally, he waved his sleeve and said coldly.
"Dismiss the court!"
The officials were speechless and could only bow and disperse.
Since Wei Zheng had initiated the matter, he felt the atmosphere was wrong. The experience of being beaten told him not to get involved further, so he tucked his hands into his robes and hid among the officials, not showing his face.
When the court was dismissed, he lingered far behind the crowd, afraid of being seen by the eunuchs walking too close to others.
As he stepped down from the stairs, he heard a strong gust of wind coming from behind his ear.
"Wei Tietou, you damn finally came out!"
Fang Er cursed and kicked him, sending him flying.
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Wei Zheng: ─=≡Σ((((๑ʘ̅дʘ̅๑)!!!
Damn it, I dodged the first day, but I couldn't dodge the fifteenth!
The moment his body was in mid-air, this thought appeared in his mind.
"Bang!"
He fell to the ground in the posture of a fierce dog pouncing, and turning his head, he saw Fang Er looking at him with killing intent.
The blood on his face made him look like an Asura emerging from hell.
"Kun, King Kun, what, what do you want to do!" kAnshu伍.ξà
"I, I warn you, the Emperor hasn't gone far yet."
"You, you better not make a mistake!"
"My King, your grandpa, the Emperor just reduced my title. Please call me Duke Anguo!"
Fang Er flexed his wrists and approached him step by step, the smile on his face growing colder.
"Mis, misunderstanding! This is all a misunderstanding!"
Wei Zheng turned over, his backside on the ground, and using his hands to support himself, he retreated repeatedly.
Li Xiaogong had been beaten without the strength to resist; he could already foresee his own fate, which would only be worse.
"Misunderstanding your sister!"
"I just want to quietly play a game and go through the motions, what were you thinking, to put such a big pot of shit on my head?"
Fang Er raised his 36d fist and was about to smash it into his face.
"Brother-in-law, what are you doing?"
Just then, Chang Le's soft voice came from the side.
Fang Er instinctively turned to look at her and saw the little girl holding Haha, who had a cunning look, watching him not far away.
"Chang Le? Why are you here?"
He asked, somewhat confused.
"Father said that brother-in-law is unhappy, so he asked Chang Le to come and see you." Changsun handed Haha to a palace maid and ran over, hugging his arm.
Seeing this, Wei Zheng quickly got up and, while Fang Er wasn't paying attention, bolted towards the palace gate.
Damn it, if not now, then when!