The domestic guard is a little sweet

Several guards and palace maids around exclaimed: "Protect the prince!"

After all, everyone was far away from here. Fu Ziming was very close to Zhao Jin. Just when everyone was frightened and did not dare to look directly at him, An Twelve flashed forward, blocking Zhao Jin, and heard a snap. , there was a blood mark on the side of the twelve ears and the neck in an instant.

Zhao Jin organized An Twelve to raise the opponent's chin, and looked closely at the side of his face. There were shocking scars, and his heart hurt suddenly, and his face immediately turned cold.

"presumptuous!"

The guard stepped forward and quickly surrounded Fu Ziming, the blade in his hand was white.

Zhao Jin didn't have time to take care of this brat, so he looked at An Twelve expressionlessly, frowning slightly.

"Why don't you hide?"

With Dark Twelve's martial arts, Fu Ziming is just an ordinary person who is proficient in fists and feet. It is easy to snatch the whip and dodge it. As long as he wants to, he will never be injured.

An Twelve trembled all over and knelt down on one knee. The master was furious, and he couldn't absolve himself of the blame.

"Please punish the master."

Zhao Jin was so angry that he couldn't vent, he sneered and clasped An Twelve's jaw tightly.

"What? You have scruples, afraid of hurting him. Have you forgotten what I said?"

An Twelve still lowered his eyes and remained silent, making Zhao Jin even more angry.

"Go back, apply medicine, kneel as punishment, don't get up without my order!"

"Yes."

An Twelve left in response and disappeared from everyone's sight. Zhao Jin's complexion became even colder, and he walked to Fu Ziming's side with his phoenix eyes slightly squinted. king."

Fu Ziming didn't expect that he really hit someone, and he was so frightened that his face was full of panic. The whip in his hand fell to the ground with a slap, his voice choked up and panicked.

"I, I didn't...I didn't..."

"Oh, it's late!" Zhao Jin sneered, waved his hand and said to the surrounding guards: "Tie him up, and no one is allowed to feed him."

"Yes!"

Two tall and strong guards stepped forward and bound Fu Ziming without any explanation. He was brought up to the main hall like a piglet waiting to be slaughtered, and he was thrown on the ground in despair.

Fu Ziming sat up with a grunt, startled and frightened, still looking at Zhao Jin stubbornly, and said in a trembling voice: "You are the current prince, but you are in private. Punish my mother, no matter what method you use, I will punish you." It is impossible to marry you!"

Zhao Jinduan sat at the top seat, lowered his head and sipped his tea, and said in a soft voice, "Why doesn't this king know that he wants to marry the young master?"

Zhao Jin's extremely handsome face was calm, and his voice was unhurried, as if he was looking at a clown. Fu Ziming's face flushed immediately, and his fists were clenched tightly.

"Hmph, why did you lie to me! I told you that I have a fiancée, and I have a stronger relationship with her than gold. I have agreed that when I get a good grade in the imperial examination this year, I will marry her to start. Now you have to break up forever. We, who killed my fiancée, almost ruined my reputation and hanged myself!"

Fu Ziming was like an angry puffer fish, but what he said surprised Zhao Jin. He clenched the teacup tightly and looked straight at Fu Ziming with his dark eyes.

Although Zhao Jin wanted to beat up the brat, he had to ask patiently now.

"Let's talk about it in detail, did the marriage of the two of you go through three matchmakers and six rituals? Did the palace decree to grant the marriage!"

"This... this..." Fu Ziming was a little hesitant when he was asked, his eyes rolled a few times, and he gritted his teeth before he said, ""Although there are no three books and six etiquettes, of course I grew up with her since childhood, two families They are also optimistic about each other, and only the last document is left. Although there is no express document in the palace, a decree is given to marry.But Tianjia Ende revealed such a meaning, how could my family dare not follow. "

As he spoke, Fu Ziming felt sad, his eyes were red, and he knelt in front of Zhao Jin.

"Your Majesty looks like a man tomorrow, he is a noble man, what kind of man can't be found, hehe... The villain is just a white clothed man with no special skills, so he dare not serve the Majesty very much, please give me a fiancee to survive .

Such a handsome young man was crying with snot and tears, he lost his image at all, and Zhao Jin couldn't help but get a headache, as if he was the big villain who forced his good into prostitution

He married the second son of the minister of the Ministry of War, which he had clearly rejected, so how could there be so many things.

Thinking carefully about Zhao Jin, he would understand that as long as there is such a hint of meaning in the palace, the Minister of the Ministry of War wants to marry this royal family, and his official career will be one step closer. He is probably deliberately concealing the fact that the youngest son has a verbal marriage contract with other people.

Zhao Jin bowed his head and gave the eunuch next to him a wink, and the two young eunuchs quickly stepped forward to help Fu Ziming up. She lowered her head and sipped her tea lightly, and said in a calm voice, "Don't be impatient. I have already rejected this marriage, but the queen mother refused it." It will break your marriage, and you can go home with peace of mind. Wen Shu should be able to marry a beautiful wife if he has achieved fame, so there is no need to worry too much. "

"Thank you, thank you, my lord." Fu Ziming cried and thanked him in a daze.

Originally, he was thinking that he would be benevolent if he didn't succeed, and he came to the villa to meet the prince, but he didn't expect that it would be settled in just a few words.

Fu Ziming took a peek at Zhao Jin, who was in the first place, like a god, and secretly thought in his heart, it seems that the prince is quite reasonable, and he is easy to talk, because of the rumors outside, he has a violent temper and is unpredictable.

At Fu Ziming's age, in the eyes of Zhao Jin's two lifetimes, he was a proper high school student, and now he was crying with snot and tears, and he couldn't really beat him up.

It is not so easy to let go of someone who just hurt himself.

Zhao Jin tied Fu Ziming into a ball, rewarded him with three whips, and put it on the side of the table, looking at the delicious food on the table, such as oily braised pork and fragrant stewed lamb chops with chestnuts.

Zhao Jin ate a few more mouthfuls of refreshing small vegetables, only to make Fu Ziming next to him swallow his saliva greedily, his stomach growling.

And Zhao Jin seemed not to hear it, and he ate food on his own. The royal family has always had a rule of no more than three times, and no matter how delicious something is, you can't go raw with three chopsticks.

But since Zhao Jin traveled, he has never followed these rules. Naturally, he has to eat a few more mouthfuls of delicious food, otherwise it will be wasted.

Zhao Jin ate a round belly, and looking at Fu Ziming over there, he was so greedy that his tears were tearful and pitiful.

As for beating and wounding, it is natural to discuss this matter with Fu Ziming's family.

Just as Zhao Jin put down his chopsticks here, news came from the porter that the Minister of the Ministry of War came to the door to apologize for the ignorant young son.

A sneer twitched at the corner of Zhao Jin's mouth. Although he couldn't really kill the young master, it was right for the Minister of Military Affairs to bleed a little.

"My lord servant, your son ran up to my Zhuangzi, raised his whip to beat me, and even injured one of my most powerful guards. Why, I, the prince's Zhuangzi, can let others in and out to do whatever they want? ?”