The Emperor was kissed by the Regent and cried again

The words imply that Gu Sichen is not suitable to be an official because he is too casual and disorganized.

"I am guilty." Minister Gu continued to kowtow.

"My son is naughty and young, so I am willing to punish him for what he has done."

"It's not that serious. Gu Zhuangyuan is still young after all. Let's give him a chance and show some favoritism."

The more Shen Jingli pleaded for Gu Sichen, the more unhappy Qin Yejue became. "Give him a hundred strokes of the cane. If you can bear it, you can serve as an official in the court."

Minister Gu is already old, so even if he were to hit him ten times, let alone a hundred times, it would be enough.

"Isn't it...too much?" Shen Jingli asked tentatively.

Qin Yejue's eyes were as cold as ice, and the temperature around him dropped a few degrees.

"I am willing to do so."

There was a great deal of noise in the court. It had long been heard that Minister Gu of the Ministry of Rites loved his son dearly, and from what he saw and heard today, it turned out that the rumors were true.

"Wait." Gu Sichen walked into the palace sternly and knelt down to salute: "I, Gu Sichen, pay my respects to His Majesty, the Regent."

"My father is old, and he certainly can't stand the punishment. That day, I resigned from my post hastily. Now I am willing to accept two hundred strokes of the cane to show my determination to be an official."

Minister Gu felt a chill down his spine and his lips trembled slightly.

Shen Jingli swallowed his saliva. Two hundred strokes of the cane? Did he think the force of a cane was the same as slapping a mosquito? Don't get beaten to death.

"I...I can feel Gu Zhuangyuan's determination. In the future, he just needs to be a good official and work for the benefit of the people. There is no need to..."

Qin Yejue's face darkened: "Take him away and execute him."

"Yes." Gu Sichen was taken out of the Golden Palace by two guards. Minister Gu's body was trembling slightly and he was extremely anxious.

"Your Majesty, please spare Gu Zhuangyuan and don't let him get hurt."

"If you beg for mercy again, I will beat you to death."

Shen Jingli wisely chose to keep silent. She knew Qin Yejue, who was ruthless and would keep his word.

Still a little worried, she was about to get up and go check on Gu Sichen so that she could signal the guards who were going to execute her not to kill her. But as soon as she stood up, she was stopped by Qin Yejue, "You are not allowed to go."

"Otherwise, he will surely die."

……

The stick hit Gu Sichen's back again and again. He felt his skin and flesh were torn apart. He could only grit his teeth and let out a muffled groan.

Hearing the sound of sticks outside the hall, Minister Gu covered his chest and almost fainted. He was supported by his colleagues and did not fall down.

Shen Jingli saw the opportunity and immediately spoke up, "Minister Gu is not feeling well. Go and call the imperial physician and ask for the judge."

Calling the imperial physician to come early would also make it convenient for Gu Sichen to be treated as soon as possible.

Everyone present knew what the emperor did. Saying that Minister Gu was unwell and asking the imperial physician to come was just a cover. The emperor was making plans for Gu Sichen in advance.

The people in the hall looked at each other, feeling the chill from the King Regent's body, and no one dared to say a word, turning a deaf ear to him.

Seeing that no one had gone to pass on the message, Shen Jingli asked anxiously, "Why haven't you gone to ask for the imperial physician?"

Without Qin Yejue's order, the guards lowered their heads and dared not act rashly.

Seeing this, Shen Jingli also understood that he was just a puppet. Without Qin Yejue's order, they would definitely not obey him.

……

Sensing the cold aura emanating from Qin Yejue, Shen Jingli asked softly, "Prince...are you in a bad mood today?"

“…What about the Qingxin Jue?”

"Ah? Oh, I've copied it ten times."

"Go back and copy it ten times."

Shen Jingli: ??? Again???

Shen Jingli really wanted to ask why, but he didn't dare to say it. What's wrong with Qin Yejue? This is naked corporal punishment, so cruel.

"have opinions?"

Shen Jingli shook his head and swore: "I have no objection at all. I will copy it after the court session."

Qin Yejue took a deep look at Shen Jingli, then left the Golden Palace. Seeing that the King of Hell had already left, Minister Gu ran out of the palace in two steps at a time.

"Quick, Doctor Xuan."

After seeing the Regent leave, the young eunuch dared to go to the Imperial Hospital to call for help.

Shen Jingli ordered the guards to place Gu Sichen in a side hall and wait for the imperial physician to come. When Minister Gu saw him covered in blood, he fainted on the spot and had already been sent to the Minister's Mansion.

Shen Jingli couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, you went around in circles and got beaten like this, why did you do that?"

Gu Sichen smiled slightly: "It's okay..."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. You will recover soon."

“…Your Majesty, here.” Gu Sichen reached into his arms and handed the camp permit to Shen Jingli.

There was still a trace of blood on the paper, and Shen Jingli felt a little guilty: "You went through so much trouble just to give me this?"

"You can give it to me privately, there's no need to do this."

Gu Sichen's forehead was covered with sweat, and he spoke in a weak voice: "It's not entirely... It's my blessing to be able to serve as an official in the court and assist the emperor."

This beating was exchanged for an official position in the Hanlin Academy, which was well worth it.

"If you want to rely on me to rise to prominence and cling to my thighs, then you are making a wrong calculation. I have it harder than you."

"I will help the emperor." Gu Sichen's eyes were firm.

"You should take care of yourself. I will go back and help you think of a way to make you recover as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Shen Jingli took a closer look at the business license, his mouth forming an O shape, "You bought the stall?"

"Well... that's why it took some time. If the emperor wants to rent it, we can set up the stall immediately."

"How much silver does this cost?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry. We'll talk about it when we make money later."

"Is there interest?"

"Don't worry, no."

Gu Sichen chuckled, feeling a tearing pain in his back, his eyes blurred.

"Don't move. Why hasn't the imperial physician come yet? I'll go take a look."

After walking a few steps, he saw Jin Yinhan hurriedly coming.

Imperial Physician Jin Yinhan stepped forward quickly, knelt down and saluted, "Your Highness, I greet Master Gu."

"Stand up, get medical help quickly."

Seeing this tragic situation, Jin Yinhan hurried forward to take the patient's pulse.

"Your Majesty, please go back first. I will see you in the court when I am well again."

Shen Jingli instructed Jin Yinhan to give good treatment and then returned to Qianlu Palace. He stayed in the study and made scar removal glue for Gu Sichen.

Shochiku acted quickly, and the renovated Xuezhenfang looked very much like a medical clinic.

There were various common medicinal herbs and medical books inside. Qin Yejue also sent many medical books, which were all placed on the bookshelf nearby.

Gu Sichen has helped me so much, I should thank him properly.

It’s just right, I can pick some herbs from it to make scar removal glue.

Shen Jingli has a problem, which is that he will devote himself to the process of making medicine and forget to eat and sleep.

"Your Majesty, is it time for dinner?" This was the sixth time that Songzhu stepped forward to ask.

"hold on."

"The small kitchen has made crispy duck, it's the biggest one." Songzhu had called Shen Jingli several times before, but Shen Jingli refused to go. So Songzhu specifically instructed the people in the kitchen to make roast duck, but he didn't expect that they would not go.

Shen Jingli squatted on a chair and pounded medicine, his little face looking extremely serious, and he had no intention of getting up at all.

"Yeah...almost."

Shochiku: ...Strange, even roast duck can't tempt the emperor? He has grown up after all, and it's hard to fool him.

"Your Majesty, don't starve yourself."

"I know."

Songzhu walked out the door dejectedly, like a deflated ball.

……

A long time passed.

Shen Jingli looked at the small bottle on the table and leaned back in his chair contentedly, "Finally done, I'm so tired..."

Just as I reached out to take the bottle, a gust of wind came and the medicine bottle disappeared out of thin air.

Eh?

Where's my medicine?

Turning around, I saw Qin Yejue standing at the door, holding a porcelain bottle in his hand, with an expressionless face.

"Your Majesty? Why are you here?!"

God!

This guy stole the scar removal glue I made with great difficulty! !