280: What kind of humanity do you have?(1/2)
"How come your legs can't walk anymore?"
There was scrutiny in the emperor's eyes, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a hint of cruelty that was hard to detect.
"Yunhe asked the miraculous doctor to treat me several times, but he couldn't stand forever.
It's just that I can act like a normal person for a short period of time.
My son... also wants to marry Yun He standing up."
Chu Junhe curled his lips, his face as gentle as ever.
When the emperor heard this, he still felt suspicious.
Soon, he remembered that the miracle doctor had said before that Chu Junhe's legs would never be able to fully recover.
This time I was forced to stand, I'm afraid it was similar to his situation.
By overdrafting the body, the purpose of standing and walking can be achieved.
"Okay... Even if it doesn't last long, I am relieved to see you can walk like a normal person.
Your leg disease...has been a thorn in my heart these years."
The emperor's words sounded very distressed for Chu Junhe.
"Yes, I don't dare to expect my leg disease to be cured. Even if I can walk for a short time, it is already very good."
Chu Junhe smiled and stood aside.
The emperor took a deep look at Chu Junhe, nodded and said nothing more.
All the ministers looked at me and I looked at you. They were all dumbfounded.
"What do King Chu's words mean?"
"What does it mean to be able to walk in a short time?"
"You won't be able to stand up after this time?"
…
Everyone can't figure it out. You can walk if you can, but you can walk for a while, and you can't walk for a while?
only,
No matter how long King Chu can walk, this will be a heavy blow to the entire court!
Over the years, they have already taken sides.
You can’t change sides now, right? It’s simply impossible!
"Everyone be quiet!"
Eunuch Lu saw that the emperor was already frowning and shouted quickly.
The whole hall suddenly fell silent.
"Where is King Liang? Why didn't you come?"
The emperor's majestic eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, and when he mentioned Chu Jingyue, his tone became a little colder.
"Back to the emperor, Prince Liang has taken leave today..."
Eunuch Lu quickly answered.
"Oh? You're on leave?"
The emotion in the emperor's eyes was cold.
"Father!"
Suddenly, a hurried call came from the door of the palace.
Everyone turned their heads and discovered that King Liang had appeared panting.
Chu Jingyue trotted in, rushed to the front and knelt down.
"Father makes atonement, but my son is late."
"Didn't you take leave?"
The emperor glanced at Chu Jingyue coolly.
Chu Jingyue's heart skipped a beat:
"Back to my father, my son felt a little unwell and took leave of absence.
By this time, the body had almost recovered, and the minister felt that state affairs were important, so he came over.
I also ask my father to forgive me for my late arrival."
Chu Jingyue didn't care about anything else, he just had to plead guilty first.
Sure enough, the emperor did not punish him, but just asked him to get up and return to the team.
When Chu Jingyue stood back in the team, he glanced at Chu Junhe.
The position where Chu Junhe is standing now is still the position where his wheelchair was originally placed, except that he is standing at the moment.
"King Chu...you should just stand at the front."
The emperor then looked at Chu Junhe, and for some unknown reason, he still gave Chu Junhe special privileges.
Chu Jingyue's face darkened, and he was a little unsure of his father's thoughts.
"Tell me about what happened recently and what you have experienced."
The emperor sat up straight and scanned everyone one by one with his sharp eyes.
As soon as these words came out, all the ministers lowered their heads. Who dared to take the lead?
This is something that offends people and is thankless.
"What? No one dares to speak?"
The emperor slapped the dragon throne hard.
Eunuch Lu, who was standing next to him, was the first to be shocked.
Chu Junhe turned around and glanced at Chu Jingyue, and only after he looked away did he speak:
"Father, Fengtian Mansion has discovered a stronghold five miles outside the city.
This is a secret message captured in the stronghold."
Chu Junhe took out a small brocade box from his arms and handed it to Eunuch Lu.
Eunuch Lu took it, opened it and inspected it before handing it to the emperor.
After the emperor picked up the secret letter, the expression on his face could be described as cloudy.
Chu Jingyue has been in the palace for the past two days, and his information is not as sensitive as Chu Junhe's.
After being suddenly released from punishment last night, he originally wanted to return home early in the morning, but unexpectedly his mother-in-law found him early in the morning.
He told him that his father was seriously ill.
Chu Jing hurried over before he could think of a countermeasure.
At this moment, he didn't know anything about the information in Chu Junhe's hands.
Chu Junhe noticed Chu Jing's colder gaze and turned around to give him a meaningful look.
In this way, Chu Jingyue felt even more unsure.
"When did you find this secret message?"
The emperor held the secret letter tightly in his hand. The writing on the secret letter could be seen at a glance as being written by Concubine Hua Gui.
Even this secret message is the usual detailed propaganda of Concubine Hua.
Concubine Hua...good! Very good!
She just couldn't wait for him to die!
"Yesterday, people in Fengtian Mansion reported that bandits appeared outside the city, so I made arrangements and ordered people to capture the bandits.
But I accidentally discovered this place, which can be said to be a stronghold for fine craftsmanship."
Chu Junhe briefly explained a few words.
Even if the emperor wanted to investigate, it would be useless.
There are traces of all this. Fengtian Mansion did go out of the city to suppress bandits last night and indeed captured a stronghold.
Moreover, he also brought back Xizuo and the bandit...
It's just that this box...
It is indeed Chu Junhe's handiwork, but who can prove it?
"Where are the craftsmen and bandits imprisoned?"
The emperor suppressed his anger.
To be continued...