The imperial concubine is nine and a half years old, and she is willing to overturn the table and re

Yan Guanqing asked in a cold voice, and Queen Jiang was immediately speechless.

The Yan family has a special status, and Yan Guanqing is her son's teacher. Under these circumstances, even if she is the queen, she has to give him some respect.

Besides, in this matter...she is not in the right.

Queen Jiang was about to explain, but how could Xie Yuantang give her a chance?

She showed her nine-year-old nature, skipped over and tugged at Yan Guanqing's sleeve: "Uncle, uncle~"

Yan Guanqing was feeling angry, and was stunned when he suddenly saw the little turkey running towards him.

Facing that scarred yet innocent little face, Yan Guanqing couldn't help but soften his heart, and even spoke in a much lower voice than before: "What's wrong?"

"Uncle, follow me!"

Xie Yuantang pulled Yan Guanqing's sleeve with a little force. Yan Guanqing looked down at the little hand. He was actually a little bit of a germaphobe, but at this moment his heart moved and he subconsciously followed her and stood up and walked to Situ Yan.

Situ Yan was still kneeling there, and he wouldn't get up unless someone told him to.

Xie Yuantang pulled him up, winked at him and said, "Husband, roll up your sleeves."

The steamed bun incident was just the beginning. She had no intention of arguing with the Queen today about whether Situ Yan was right or wrong in stealing the steamed buns. What she wanted was to put the evidence of Situ Yan's injury in front of the Emperor.

The Emperor has no choice but to deal with Du Wei!

When Situ Yan heard Xie Yuantang ask him to roll up his sleeves, he nodded obediently, rolled up his sleeves, and revealed several bruises on his arms.

"This……"

Yan Guanqing's face suddenly darkened.

The three of them gathered together, which aroused the emperor's curiosity. He simply walked over to join them. As soon as he walked over, he saw the wound on Situ Yan's arm, and he immediately stopped.

"And more, and more~"

Xie Yuantang lifted up the loose hair that fell in front of Situ Yan's forehead and pointed at the purple bruises on his forehead with his short and small fingers.

"Uncle, please come here. Father, please come here..."

“There are also some on my legs!”

"These wicked slaves! How outrageous!"

The emperor's face had turned completely black.

Yan Guanqing also frowned, and swept a cold gaze over Queen Jiang with an ambiguous meaning.

Queen Jiang glared at Xie Yuantang viciously, wishing she could tear her mouth apart!

You are clearly a discarded pawn, why are you talking so much!

Didn’t Xie Zhaoqing say that he had given her a mute drug?

Could it be that the products they were feeding were counterfeit or shoddy?

"Ah."

A sneer came out of nowhere. Yan Guanqing's expression was cold, but his words were very poisonous.

"The people under the Empress are really different. Even the Emperor would not treat the princes like this. A mere eunuch, is he trying to compete with the Emperor?"

Queen Jiang's face changed, and she knelt down immediately: "Your Majesty, I, your concubine, really didn't know about this, I am wronged..."

The emperor looked at her coldly, but this time, he did not ask her to get up.

Yan Guanqing didn't care whether the Queen was kneeling or sitting. For the first time, he kept his gaze on his nephew for a long time.

"Who told you to kneel?"

"Do they often beat you?"

"Do you still remember the names of those eunuchs?"

After asking three questions in a row, he no longer bothered to consider whether Situ Yan was at fault first, but only confirmed that Situ Yan was being bullied!

Let Situ Yan go from being an uneducated and ignorant fool to a poor little thing that no one loves!

After hearing this, Xie Yuantang wanted to applaud him. He was worthy of being a tutor!

Such bearing, such wisdom, such eloquence!

My uncle is so awesome!

"Yes, Yan'er, tell me, which slave did this?"

The emperor asked in a cold voice, suppressing his anger.

Situ Yan was confused by the question and subconsciously looked at Xie Yuantang.

In fact, the emperor was also looking at Xie Yuantang. After all, his son was a fool, and from the series of performances just now, it seemed that this little girl was the dominant one among the two.

Xie Yuantang's mind was turning rapidly. At least for now, it seemed that the Emperor and the Grand Tutor were both willing to make the decision for Situ Yan.

In this case, she could no longer answer on behalf of Situ Yan, but had to let Situ Yan speak out himself. After all, no matter how powerful she was, she was just an outsider, and the only one who could truly make the emperor soften his heart was his own son, Situ Yan.

Xie Yuantang made up his mind, turned to Situ Yan and smiled sweetly, shook his little fist, and encouraged him softly:

"Don't be afraid, my husband. Just tell me what happened this morning. Father and uncle are not those eunuchs. They won't call you a fool, drag your arms, kick your calves, or slap you in the face..."

Queen Jiang: “…”

How come this little girl is so eloquent at such a young age?

You might as well just tell us how many times he coughed and fell!

The emperor nodded and said, "Yan'er, you can talk as you please."

Situ Yan held the dirty, cold steamed bun in his hand and nodded heavily under Xie Yuantang's expectant and affirmative gaze.

The lady has said a lot and it’s very hard work, so he wants to help too.

Situ Yan stammered, "In the morning, my stomach was rumbling... I ran to the kitchen, and they hit me on the head with a rolling pin..."

He pointed to his head, frowned, and recalled with some effort: "I grabbed the steamed buns... I was useless. I originally grabbed two, but one fell off..."

The peach blossom eyes blinked, calm and without sadness or grievance, just hugged the dirty steamed bun tightly: "They called me a fool, called my wife a little bean sprout, Du Wei made me kneel down, Xiao Shunzi hit me in the face, and Xiao Lizi kicked me..."

"My wife wouldn't let me kneel. She was fighting with Du Wei, so I helped her fight..."

In the silent hall, the only sound was Situ Yan's stuttering.

The emperor felt extremely uncomfortable as he listened and watched.

He always thought that Situ Yan had someone to take care of him, so it wouldn't matter if he was a fool all his life. However, he didn't expect that these people would abuse his son right under his nose!

Looking at those peach blossom eyes filled with fear, Situ Qing seemed to see another figure in him for a moment.

"Somebody come!"

Situ Qing was furious and shouted coldly: "Go to the prince's mansion and bring those slaves up here!"

Yan Guandan brushed his official robe with one hand and knelt down: "The emperor promised my father in his early years that he would treat Yan'er well. If he can't do that, I will take him back to the Yan family."

Situ Qing's breathing stagnated, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, my dear, I will give you an explanation for this matter."

"emperor……"

Queen Jiang turned pale, raised her hand to wipe away the nonexistent tears, and choked up, "I really didn't know that Du Wei was so bold and made Yan'er suffer such injustice. Please punish me, Your Majesty."

Situ Qing glanced at her and said in a deep voice, "Queen, please get up first. I will make the final decision on the matter."

Soon Du Wei and his companions were brought over tied up.

Situ Qing didn't even look at them, and without saying a word, he ordered: "Come here, take these stubborn slaves to the yard and beat them with 200 sticks first!"