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"My goodness! Who is Miss Guo's senior brother?!"
"Master, please calm down and forgive your junior sister. She did very well last night!"
"If we don't punish her properly, she'll harm others again next time."
“Let’s try a different way of punishing him. What era are we living in? Why are we still using corporal punishment?”
“You’re right. From this day forward, I will kick her out of the house.”
Old Guo used the kindest tone to say the harshest words, directly causing Guo Furong to lose her household registration. This was indeed the ultimate punishment for Guo Furong, and she looked at Chu Yang with murderous eyes.
Chu Yang shrugged and said with a smile, "You're welcome."
Guo Furong cried even louder immediately.
Chu Yang said with relief, "Junior Sister seems very moved. She must have understood Master's good intentions. Why don't we let her cry for a while and then go upstairs to talk?"
Old Guo nodded, and without even glancing at Guo Furong, he went upstairs first.
Chu Yang patted Guo Furong's head. "Don't cry. Your dad was just kidding. But you won't be going home anytime soon. Find somewhere to stay for a while."
Guo Furong cried with snot and tears streaming down her face, "I can't even go home, where else can I go?"
Chu Yang asked in surprise, "Weren't you going to roam the martial world?"
Guo Furong quickly shook her head, "I'm not playing anymore. Demons are much scarier than I imagined. If I encounter them again, I'll really die at their hands. The demons that Senior Brother Zhuifeng and the others told me about before weren't nearly as scary as they seem. They're either foxes, dogs, or maybe cats..."
Chu Yang said helplessly, "Then just find somewhere to stay. This inn is not bad, and we've all been through thick and thin together."
"Yes, yes!" Tong Xiangyu comforted Guo Furong, holding her hand. "Don't be afraid. Just stay here with me. You can go back when your father calms down."
"Thank you, shopkeeper!" Guo Furong burst into tears, feeling the care shown to her.
Chu Yang shook his head, turned around, and went upstairs to the second floor.
After he left, Bai Zhantang sneaked up to Guo Furong and cautiously asked, "Little Guo, what's the background of your senior brother?"
Guo Furong glanced at him with red eyes, and replied, puzzled, "I don't know, why are you asking?"
Not getting an answer, Bai Zhantang chuckled dryly, "I was just asking. It seems your dad respects him quite a bit."
"Hey, Zhantang, what nonsense are you spouting?" Tong Xiangyu glared at him reproachfully. "He's our master! What master in the world treats their disciple with such respect?"
Bai Zhantang kept apologizing.
Guo Furong felt that this person was a bit strange, but then she thought about it again and realized that she did have that feeling in the past.
On the other side, Guo Bujing was already kneeling on one knee in the room, and no matter how Chu Yang tried to pull him up, he wouldn't get up.
"My daughter deserves to die, causing Your Highness to be in a life-or-death situation. I am ashamed before Your Highness!"
"Alright, I'm fine. Let's just let this matter go. Later, have those people give a unified story and remove Furong from this whole affair."
"How can this be allowed? According to the laws of the Ming Dynasty, she should be punished."
"Stop your babbling. Am I a prince or are you the prince? Do I need you to teach me how to do things? I'll give you a way out and you'll have to take it."
If it weren't for this trip, Chu Yang wouldn't know when he would have been able to enter the Soul Palace, so it could be considered a blessing in disguise.
Besides, Chu Yang didn't believe that Guo Bujing was really staging this self-inflicted injury to send his daughter to prison.
They're all thousand-year-old foxes, what's the point of acting out a ghost story...?
"Your subject thanks Your Highness!"
Old Guo stood up, clasped his hands in gratitude.
"In the entire capital, only you would respect a good-for-nothing prince like me."
Chu Yang shook his head and chuckled.
That's pretty much the end of the conversation.
Even Guo, who was the chief constable of the Six Doors and the instructor of the Imperial Guard, dared not continue the conversation.
"His Majesty is very worried about what happened to the Prince. The Eastern Depot, which is in charge of the Prince's safety, will inevitably be reprimanded. I was worried that Cao Zhengchun would take his anger out on the Prince, so I came here personally to bring the Prince back to the capital."
Old Guo's concerns were not unfounded. The emperor was only concerned that Chu Yang's death outside would bring shame to the royal family and could potentially affect his own reputation.
Whether Chu Yang was missing an arm or a leg, or whether he was assassinated on the road and beaten into a dazed state, the emperor didn't care.
The immense pressure he put on Cao Zhengchun might have been partly a deliberate attempt to exploit Cao Zhengchun and make Chu Yang suffer.
"That sounds nice, but rather than being responsible for my safety, you're more like monitoring me. Without the Eastern Depot's diligent work over the years, the one sitting on the dragon throne probably wouldn't even be able to enjoy his meals."
"After all, in our Zhu family, it's commonplace for brothers to turn against each other and for uncles to bully their nephews..."
Chu Yang chuckled, his expression playful.
Old Guo felt a chill run down his spine. The wise prince before him seemed like a completely different person. He would never have said such a thing before; being cautious in his words and actions was his usual way of life.
"It is said that people's personalities change drastically after facing a life-or-death crisis. Seeing it today, I can confirm that it is no exaggeration."
Old Guo subtly reminded Chu Yang to watch his words; if he continued like this, he would have to leave.
"I'd appreciate it if you could make the trip, but you don't need to pick me up and take me back to Beijing. I've finally managed to get out of town, so I want to travel around, see some friends, and then go back."
Chu Yang politely declined Lao Guo's offer.
"That's probably not up to Your Highness. The people from the Eastern Depot are probably already on their way and will arrive in Qixia Town soon. At that time, they won't be as easy to talk to as I am."
Guo spoke softly and tried his best to appear kind.
"Then let's wait for them to arrive, and I'll explain things to them before we set off."
Chu Yang calmly sat down, picked up the empty teapot on the table, shook it, and said with a smile, "Please pour me a cup of tea, Master."
"Your Highness!"
Old Guo felt that Chu Yang couldn't tell what was important, so he grabbed Chu Yang's arm and tried to take him away from there.
Chu Yang was not pulled up as expected. Instead, the force from his hands was heavy, giving him the illusion of carrying a huge boulder.
Old Guo usually practiced lifting heavy stone weights weighing tens of thousands of kilograms, so he was very familiar with the weight and immediately began to have doubts.
"Your Highness?"
Old Guo refused to believe it and put all his strength into trying to pull Chu Yang up.
Even after he had veins bulging on his arms, his face turned bright red, and he unleashed a force exceeding ten thousand jin, his opponent still did not react in the slightest.
"Go and get me a pot of tea."
Chu Yang looked at him with a smile.
Old Guo suddenly seemed to have encountered something extremely terrifying, taking steps backward and displaying an expression of disbelief on his face.
"That demon...was it killed by the prince?"
"Ah."
There was a brief silence in the room.
Old Guo took a deep breath and shook his head, saying, "I don't believe that a person's martial arts talent can change so much in a short period of time. The current situation can only mean that you have been biding your time for a long time..."
Chu Yang pondered for a moment and realized that from other people's perspectives, this was indeed the case; his behavior even had a traitorous feel to it, which made him feel somewhat helpless.
as predicted.
next second.
Old Guo said firmly, "I would never rebel against the Prince. Forget about it!"
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Chapter 169. A Stormy Sea! A toast to you!
169.
"You might not believe it, but I really have no intention of rebelling."
Chu Yang felt that he had been greatly misunderstood; he had no interest in the throne.
"I would believe it, but His Majesty would not. Your Highness, you should be careful."
Old Guo gave Chu Yang a deep look. The bond they had built over the years told him that Chu Yang was not lying.
However, there is an undeniable fact: Chu Yang's decision to rebel is not something he can simply decide with his words. The person who can truly decide whether Chu Yang will rebel is the emperor.
If the emperor thinks he might rebel, then he will definitely rebel.
"He's already in the highest position, holding the power of life and death over the entire nation; he shouldn't lack even this much magnanimity..."
"If that's the case, then he doesn't deserve to sit in that position. He should step down and give way to a more capable person as soon as possible."
A cold smile crept across Chu Yang's lips.
Although everyone was acting, the emperor had treated him fairly well over the years, at least ensuring he had no shortage of wealth and honor.
This is considered giving him a chance. If he doesn't cherish it, then Chu Yang will naturally not be polite.
Moreover, the throne was utterly worthless in his eyes.
A billionaire can't possibly fight a beggar in the street over a hundred dollars, can he?