PNB Chapter 610 The Kind-hearted Puppet
Chapter 610 The Kind-hearted Puppet
Royal Garden.
Crown Prince Zhu Biao did this both to prove himself to his father, the emperor, and to show the court officials that he was actually sharing his father's burdens.
Unlike the regents of previous dynasties who began to work in the Eastern Palace, he continued to occupy the Imperial Study.
So after Emperor Zhu Chongba was released from the imperial prison, he had no choice but to return here.
However, Emperor Zhu Chongba did not mind.
He now prefers the flowers and plants in the Imperial Garden to those palaces.
That field was the last thing that made him happy or sad, but he couldn't scold or beat it.
"Have they found the person?"
As people age, they tend to sleep less, and Emperor Zhu Chongba was a prime example of someone who was full of energy.
On his way back from the prison, he still hadn't forgotten the doubts he had before leaving.
What exactly were those eleven members of the Zhao family writing and drawing?
The eunuch Wang Ban was as sensible as ever, nodding immediately and waving behind him.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
To become a jailer in the imperial prison, one must have an impeccable background and enjoy the emperor's deep trust.
Unfortunately, this jailer was in charge of the cell where Zhao Zheng was located.
From the very beginning, the Imperial Guards under Emperor Song Zong did not treat him well.
The Embroidered Uniform Guard was also the emperor's representative.
That means that Zhang Qianming, a mere prison guard, had offended the person the Sun Moon Dynasty could not afford to offend, hence his stutter when he opened his mouth.
Upon seeing this, Emperor Zhu Chongba's face showed even greater displeasure.
Whether they are palace guards or prisoners, they should all be true warriors.
How could it be so despicable?
The emperor had not considered this.
Just how terrifying is he now?
"I don't recall providing paper and pens as part of the treatment for prisoners in the Heavenly Prison."
"It's my sister..."
Emperor Zhu Chongba still had something to say, but as he stammered, the jailer Zhang Qianming trembled as he pulled out a familiar handkerchief from his pocket.
Unfold.
The upper embroidery reads: "Be lenient and cautious in administering punishment."
"Your Majesty, this was left by the Empress. She instructed me that when Your Majesty finds me, I will give this handkerchief to Your Majesty!"
boom!
After the handkerchief was taken, the jailer Zhang Qianmin finally knelt down, his whole body instantly transforming as if he had just been pulled out of the water.
"That paper and pen..."
Emperor Zhu Chongba could no longer focus any attention on the jailer Zhang Qianmin; his mind was entirely on the handkerchief.
Tonight, the sky is clear and the moon is bright.
Questions about paper and pen were placed on my subconscious.
"That's true..."
"Alright, go now. Remember what you should say and what you shouldn't say!"
"Yes!"
The jailer left.
Emperor Zhu Chongba received a handkerchief and slept soundly for the first time in a long time.
"Then Your Majesty, what about the Heavenly Prison..." Eunuch Wang Banjian was delighted and his heart stirred. He quickly and cautiously probed.
"Continue tomorrow!"
"Yes."
Wang Ban silently stirred the charcoal fire, a crackling sound illuminating a fleeting glint of helplessness on his face.
Emperor Song remained silent throughout, quietly warming himself by the fire, his face always flushed with warmth.
......
"We'd like to see what exactly you're writing and drawing."
He did not get the answer he wanted from the jailer.
The next day, Emperor Zhu Chongba returned to the imperial prison to continue his imprisonment, while also keeping watch on the situation.
It was just those four words on that piece of paper.
He subconsciously stopped thinking about how to deal with Zhao Zheng.
However, the obsession did not disappear, so it shifted to the papers on which Zhao Zheng's eleven puppets kept writing and drawing.
“They kept asking for these papers, and the jailers kept giving them to them, but they were never actually sent out.”
"We don't believe you can just write and not..."
"No! You! Wait!!!"
Just moments before, Emperor Zhu Chongba was intently watching every subtle movement of Zhao Zheng's puppets, his mind racing with thoughts of simply snatching them away!
But the next moment.
He finally got to speak and talk to Zhao Zheng in the prison.
However, it was a turn of events he had never imagined.
Because those papers, which he considered extremely important, were filled with treasonous words from the Zhao family.
After it's been filled with writing, after it's been used up, it gains even more weight.
Those papers!
Zhao Zheng actually used it so casually, even on the chamber pot!
"Ok?"
Although Zhao Zheng had long been accustomed to switching his consciousness from time to time, in normal times, the priority of these puppets in the prison was the lowest.
He only favors her when he needs to do mental arithmetic.
Normally, these puppets are making calculations.
And the calculation formula.
After Zhao Zheng completed the calculations, he moved the objects, and that was it.
"Hey bro, you're in a hurry too? Come on! Don't be shy!"
"However, it's best to fold it up so that there's more ink in the middle and less on the sides."
Puppets may appear cold and aloof in their emotional expression, but they have a warm heart.
then.
The "treason" that Emperor Zhu Chongba had always been obsessed with changed from Zhang to Tuan.
Then draw a beautiful arc in the air.
And just like that, easily and in sufficient quantities, it fell into the hands of Emperor Zhu Chongba.
"..."
"Don't worry, brother. Although this paper isn't cotton or silk, it's still softer than toilet paper and better than coarse paper. If you smell it carefully, it even has a slight fragrance!"
Seeing that Emperor Zhu Chongba remained silent, the puppet patiently tried to persuade him, thinking that he had not yet let go of his pride in public.
Or perhaps it was a wicked joke left behind by Zhao Zheng after he came to move things last night?
But how could Zhao Zheng be that kind of person?
The eleven puppets were just watching Emperor Zhu Chongba, constantly urging him to go to the toilet.
"I... I'm not in a hurry, not in a hurry."
"I held it back in a flash just now."
"This paper is extremely precious, gentlemen, how could you...?"
Snap~ Snap Snap~
Emperor Zhu Chongba wanted to say something more, but the puppets were all well-meaning and thought he was worried that the paper would run out if they used it all.
Several crumpled pieces of paper drew generous and graceful curves in the air before landing at the feet of Emperor Zhu Chongba.
"Don't worry, brother, it's enough for you."
"..."
Looking at the crumpled paper at his feet, which seemed to be worthless, Emperor Zhu Chongba remained silent.
He quietly took out the first crumpled piece of paper he had just hidden in his pocket and held it in his hand.
He didn't forget the crumpled paper on the ground either.
They must have thought he was a death row inmate with no hope of getting out, which is why they shared the secret with him without any reservations.
That's definitely true, my foot!
Emperor Zhu Chongba held a few crumpled pieces of paper in his hand, feeling as if his stomach was actually reacting.
If these crumpled papers really contain secrets, then even if one has committed a heinous crime, one can be exempted from punishment by reporting and exposing such crimes.
There are no secrets!
These crumpled pieces of paper are all waste paper!
歘~
Emperor Zhu Chongba felt a surge of anger as he thought about his hard work over the past two days.
When it's applied to the hand, the paper ball slowly crumbles.
"Hey? Bro, if you can't poop, don't waste paper."
"When you're bored, taking a look at the secrets on it can help pass the time," the puppet continued enthusiastically.
"..." Emperor Zhu Chongba's stomach really reacted this time, but it was because he was angry.