Chapter 328: Cultivating a Raiders King (9)

Perhaps watching the grandmaster resting, the companion eunuch sitting on the right of Dongfang Ye leaned into Dongfang Ye's ear, whispered a few words, then lifted his sleeves, and secretly took over Dongfang Ye's pen and ink, but wanted to replace him. Dongfang Ye copied the book.

"presumptuous!"

Xia Qiu drank, walked over, and kicked the case over with his feet raised.

The case was turned over, the ink splashed, and the brush fell on Dongfang Ye's bright yellow dragon robe, which immediately dyed the dragon robe black.

Mulan was startled, and the little eunuch who was reading with her was also shivering.

"Meet the concubine Qiugui!"

They knelt down on the ground, watching Xia Qiu's anger, they didn't dare to let out the air.

Especially the white eunuch who had helped Dongfang Ye with his pen earlier, kneeling on the ground, his body was shaking like a sieve, his head was buried deep on the ground and he didn't dare to move at all.

His face paled in an instant, Dongfang Ye stood up, the filthy black on the bright yellow dragon robe was particularly conspicuous, and the handsome little face was a little panicked, but he still saluted.

"I have seen the mother-in-law."

"Mulan, bring these eunuchs to this palace!" Xia Qiu said coldly.

Mulan was startled by the outburst of anger, she carefully moved over, and then looked at the little emperor who obviously wanted to protect a few eunuchs, Mulan couldn't help but persuade.

"Niangniang, they didn't do it on purpose, but they feel sorry for the emperor, why don't they just let them go this time?"

"My goddess, spare your life! My goddess, spare your life!"

Kowtowing like pounding garlic, several eunuchs immediately begged for mercy.

"Do you want Ben Gong to say it again?" His eyes were as cold as ice, Xia Qiu raised his eyebrows and looked at Mulan.

That look was extremely cold, and Mulan shuddered instantly, went outside the door and called out a few guards, dragging the pale-faced eunuchs out on the spot.

"Mother concubine, what are you going to do with them?" Dongfang Ye was a little worried as his eyes followed him outside the Guozi prison.

"Thirty sticks, drive out of the palace." Xia Qiu said.

"But what happened today is not their fault, and I hope the concubine will show mercy." Dongfang Ye pursed his lips, and his handsome face showed some pleading.

There are no close people around him anymore, just these little servants, although they have no status, but they are usually very popular with him. It sounds like he wants to be lazy... Can we keep them?

"Xiao Ye." Xia Qiu eased his tone, but there was no room left in his words, "Other things can be discussed, but I will never let go of these people... Mulan, pass my order, Take these three down, slap them at thirty, and drive them out of the palace!"

Shocked, puzzled, unforgivable...

Dongfang Ye clenched his hands tightly, watching the little eunuchs desperately begging for mercy, but they were dragged down by the little palace maid and the guards.

"Mother, I haven't finished my homework today, since you've seen it, then leave."

Looking down, Dongfang Ye said in a low voice, but he straightened the case and picked up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"Concubine Qiugui, the Imperial College is an important place for the prince. Since the goddess has already punished those few companions, let's leave!"

Here, Mrs. Zhao also came to salute.

Even if she was the only concubine in the harem, Mrs. Zhao's words were respectful but not polite.

After taking a look at Mrs. Zhao, and then looking at the empty Guozi prison around him, he casually looked for a slip on the right side of Dongfang Ye, and Xia Qiu also sat there.

"It is said that Mrs. Zhao is highly respected and knowledgeable. I would like to follow along and listen to one or two of them today. Just pretend that I don't exist, Mr. Zhao, please!"

Looking at the girl in the palace skirt full of pearls and greens sitting at the back of the desk, although she was young, she just got angry just now, but her power was a little embarrassing even for someone like him who was used to seeing Longwei.

After hesitating for a while, Mrs. Zhao didn't say anything, picked up the scroll, shook his head and started talking about "National Policy".

One afternoon, sitting in the Imperial Prison.

Xia Qiu was drowsy when he heard it, and Mrs. Zhao was getting old, and he stopped for three times when he spoke, and sometimes spoke in a cadence manner, not to mention citing scriptures.

This terrifying lethality is definitely more hypnotizing than Xia Qiu's political teacher from junior high school to high school!

After finishing this half-day's homework, Dongfang Ye's mood was still a little low. He silently packed his book bag and pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then looked at the mother-in-law who had been by his side.

Now he was stunned again.