Chapter 1208: 590 Brave Little Zhuang Zhuang (second update) Chapter 1208: 590 Brave Little Zhuang Zhuang (second update) Zhuang Chief Steward paused, “Strip him of his clothes and tear them apart for !”
Prince An resisted fiercely, pinned to the ground by two n, his elbows and knees rubbed raw and bloody.
As the two n stripped and tore, by the end, they almost left him with nothing but his underpants.
“Master, there’s nothing!”
Prince An curled up, shivering on the cold ground.
Zhuang Chief Steward, enraged, kicked him: “Where the hell did you hide the imperial edict!”
“Master! Master, it’s terrible! The Study Room is flooding!”
Zhuang Chief Steward’s pupils contracted, and as he looked again at Prince An shaking on the ground, he saw the corner of Prince An’s lips curl up in a smug smile as he weakly said, “Did grandfather… anticipate this?”
When Zhuang Chief Steward rushed to the Study Room, the fire had already grown uncontrollable.
The steward said anxiously, “…I don’t know how it started. By the ti I saw the flas and ca here, it was beyond control, but I managed to save the seal and morials from your desk…”
Yes, ordinary people facing such a fire would naturally grab what they thought Zhuang Chief Steward cared about, without paying attention to anything else.
Zhuang Chief Steward stood before the raging fire, his heart sinking as he carefully pieced together the sequence of events and roughly understood what had happened.
First of all, Zhuang Yuheng had returned with ulterior motives, and Zhuang Chief Steward had been too trusting of this grandson, never expecting him to do sothing even more outrageous, even after he had run away from ho.
Next, Zhuang Yuheng had guessed that Zhuang Chief Steward wouldn’t carry the imperial decree too far away; he had hidden it in a corner of the Study Room and set it ablaze!
When he ca out of the tea room, the servant told him that Zhuang Yuheng had returned once, prompting Zhuang Chief Steward to check the painting in the Study Room imdiately. Discovering the missing decree, he imdiately suspected Zhuang Yuheng of stealing it.
Zhuang Yuheng must have started the fire from a corner obscured by the bookshelf.
In his rush to retrieve the decree, Zhuang Chief Steward entered and exited quickly, failing to notice the small flas in the corner.
Zhuang Yuheng, oh, Zhuang Yuheng, you’ve grown quite capable in just a few days!
The decree was not only Qin Fengyang’s trump card but also Zhuang Chief Steward’s greatest asset for turning the tables against the odds. The late emperor’s testant held legitimate authority; its prestige was supre, even over the current emperor!
With it, should he establish any of the other princes as emperor, ministers loyal to the cause would surely follow, and with the support of his years of influence and the help from Nangong Family of Yan Country, how could he fail to succeed!
But now, the decree he had placed so much hope in was destroyed by his most valued grandson!
The fury in Zhuang Chief Steward’s heart was enough to burn Prince An a hundred tis over!
He stord to the entrance of the mansion, where Prince An’s clothing was already torn to shreds; now covering him was the cloak of a guard.
Zhuang Chief Steward was not one to resort to violence readily, but he couldn’t help it now: “Zhuang Yuheng, well done, well done! You don’t want to live anymore, do you? Fine! I’ll grant your wish! Guards! Drag him down and beat him to death!”
Such a traitorous grandson, better to be without!
“Grandfather!”
Zhuang Yuexi suddenly rushed over, throwing herself on Prince An, turning her head towards her grandfather: “Grandfather, please don’t beat my brother!”
Zhuang Chief Steward was burning with fury: “Even you want to go against ?”
Zhuang Yuexi kneeled before him, clinging to his legs: “Grandfather! Don’t be angry with him! Brother didn’t an to! Please forgive Brother!”
Zhuang Chief Steward kicked Zhuang Yuexi away: “Why are you not acting!”
Two guards seized Prince An.
“Let go of my brother!” Zhuang Yuexi pounced again, biting the wrist of one of the guards.
“What are you waiting for!” Zhuang Chief Steward shouted sternly at the maids and nannies of Zhuang Yuexi.
The maids and old won hurried forward to pull Zhuang Yuexi away.
Struggling desperately, Zhuang Yuexi cried like falling rain, “Grandfather! Grandfather! He’s your own grandson! You can’t beat him to death! If you have to beat soone, beat Yuexi! Yuexi is willing to take her brother’s punishnt! Grandfather! Grandfather, beat Yuexi! Don’t hit brother! Don’t… Don’t…”
Zhuang Taifu did not heed his granddaughter’s cries and pleas, ordering soone to gag her and drag her away.
His expression cold as ice, he turned to the Prince of An: “Carry out the execution!”
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Suddenly, a violent knocking on the door ca from outside.
Zhuang Taifu frowned: “Who is it?”
“Open the door! Ministry of Justice investigation! Those defying orders will be jailed!”
With a cold face, Zhuang Taifu let one of the guards open the door.
Director Li, holding the official arrest docunt from the Ministry of Justice, entered calmly and with composure. He glanced at the Prince of An, who’d hardly been dragged away, and then very officially saluted Zhuang Taifu, handing over the docunt: “Zhuang Taifu, your grandson Zhuang Yuheng is suspected of involvent in a murder case. I have been ordered to apprehend the suspect Zhuang Yuheng, and I hope Zhuang Taifu will not obstruct my duty.”
…
The Prince of An was shackled and placed on the prison cart.
Halfway there, Director Li released the Prince of An from the cart.
The Prince of An climbed into a carriage that had been waiting in the alley for a long ti, unsurprisingly seeing Xiao Hen.
“You really are…”
The Prince of An wanted to say you really dare, even impersonating the authority of the Ministry of Justice.
But the words at the tip of his tongue stopped short, rembering this fellow could forge even the imperial edict; there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t dare to do.
The Prince of An raised an eyebrow: “I could have gotten out on my own without your help!”
“No need to thank ,” Xiao Hen said indifferently.
“Hmph,” the Prince of An turned his face away.
When the two returned to Bishui Alley and the Prince of An changed his clothes, Princess Xinyang also ca over.
It was the first ti the Prince of An had seen her co, and he was unaware of Xiao Hen’s real identity, so her sudden visit was quite a surprise.
He didn’t know, and he dared not ask.
“The imperial edict, is it really burned?” Princess Xinyang asked.
The three of them were sitting in Xiao Hen’s Study Room.
“No, I brought it out,” the Prince of An said as he took out a blank imperial decree and placed it on the table.
Princess Xinyang picked up the decree paper, her fingertips gently stroking the texture and pattern on it: “True to the forr emperor’s decree, even the paper is different from today’s, silky smooth. It’s said to be made of a special kind of silk bamboo, with a faint scent of bamboo. How did you manage to bring it out? Weren’t you searched?”
The Prince of An scratched his head: “I was searched, but… they didn’t expect to sew the imperial edict there.”
Princess Xinyang brought the imperial edict to her nose and inhaled deeply, closing her eyes to savor its scent: “Where?”
The Prince of An: “In my underpants.”
Clatter.
The imperial edict in Princess Xinyang’s hands dropped!
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