AWB Chapter 485 The Unlucky Third Prince
Chapter 485 The Unlucky Third Prince
Seeing that his father did not trust him, Feng Jingshun became anxious. He looked at Feng Yaoyao and Feng Chongxi for help.
"Xiao Yaoyao, Xiao Chongxi, please save the Sixth Uncle. The Sixth Uncle really doesn't want to strangle the Seventh Brother to death!"
"Sixth Uncle knows he's wrong. As long as you save him, you can ask him to do anything..."
Woohoo... If Yaoyao and Chongxi didn't save him, would he still be able to survive after his father gave him thirty lashes of the cane?
Woo woo..., even if he survived by chance and was thrown into the dark and gloomy place of the Sky Prison, would he still have a way to survive?
He no longer wanted to be neighbors with rats in the prison.
Thinking of this, Feng Jingshun cried even more sadly...
emperor:"……"
It seems that this rebellious son has changed and become much smarter.
Did he even remember to ask Yaoyao Chongxi to save him?
Feng Yaoyao's eyes lit up, and she walked unsteadily in front of Feng Jingshun with her short legs.
She said in a baby voice.
"Are you serious? Save you? You can do anything?"
When Feng Jingshun heard this, he knew there was hope and nodded excitedly.
"Really, Yaoyao, Little Sixth Uncle doesn't lie. As long as you save Little Sixth Uncle, you can ask him to do anything."
Feng Yaoyao's eyes lit up when she heard that, and she smiled evilly.
"Okay, that's what you said."
After Feng Yaoyao said this, she turned around and looked at Feng Chongxi with a sly smile.
"Guoguo, now it's Ni's turn..."
Feng Jingshun: ???
Why did he have a bad feeling?
Just as he was thinking about it, Feng Chongxi quickly came up to the emperor and said respectfully.
"Grandfather Emperor, since Sixth Uncle knows he's wrong, please spare him the thirty lashes and the prison sentence."
The emperor nodded.
"Then I will spare you the thirty lashes and the prison sentence for the sake of little Chongxi."
Feng Qiyou: "..."
Did he get hit in vain? His cheeks are still swollen.
Thinking of this, Feng Qiyou stopped him.
"Father, your son's face..."
Before Feng Qiyou could finish his words, the emperor raised his hand towards him, signaling him to shut up.
Feng Qiyou was very upset. He touched his slapped face and was so angry...
Feng Jingshun was happy now and thanked him excitedly.
"Thank you, Father. Thank you, Xiao Yaoyao and Xiao Chongxi..."
Feng Jingshun's happiness lasted only half a second, as Feng Chongxi's next words poured a bucket of cold water on him.
"Grandfather Emperor, although Uncle Six was spared the thirty lashes and the prison sentence, he did hit Uncle Seven and nearly strangled him to death."
"How about this, Grandfather Emperor, you punish Uncle Six by making him sweep the streets for a month, okay?"
Humph! Princess Beiyang had instigated him to poison him and his brother, nearly killing them both. He still remembered it...
If it weren't for the Emperor's grandfather, how could he have spared the Sixth Prince?
As Feng Chongxi finished speaking, the excited smile on Feng Jingshun's face froze in an instant.
He thought Xiao Chongxi was really begging for him? Turns out she was waiting for him here?
However, just sweep the floor. At least it is better than being beaten with thirty sticks and thrown into prison.
"Haha..., Xiao Chongxi did a great job..." Feng Qiyou laughed with a swollen face.
Now he was in a better mood. As long as his father could punish Feng Jingshun, the beating he received would not be in vain...
Feng Jingshun looked at Feng Qiyou, the villain, who had achieved success, and he felt so angry that his teeth itched...
The emperor took in the expressions of the little ones.
Thinking that sweeping the floor could indeed train Lao Liu and make him calmer, the emperor smiled and nodded.
"Okay! I agree. As Chongxi said, starting tomorrow, Lao Liu will go to the streets of the capital to sweep the streets."
Feng Jingshun bowed.
"My son, I obey."
The emperor hadn't seen the sixth son so well-behaved for a long time, and he gave instructions with a look of satisfaction on his face.
"Sweep the floor properly. I've sent someone to keep an eye on you."
Feng Jingshun nodded. Is his father afraid that he will be lazy?
He didn't dare to do that. It would be terrible if Xiao Yaoyao and Xiao Chongxi got unhappy and asked their father to send him to the Heavenly Prison.
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In the following days, Feng Jingshun almost collapsed from exhaustion from sweeping the floor.
Due to the wedding of the two princes, the emperor ordered a grand banquet lasting seven days, and the streets of the capital were filled with countless garbage.
Feng Jingshun swept from morning to night. When he finally finished, he was so tired that he threw the broom away and sat down on the steps beside him, gasping for breath.
These seven days were simply disaster days for him. Every day when he opened his eyes, he had to sweep the floor.
How could he, who had lived a life of luxury since childhood, have ever done such rough work as sweeping the floor?
But that’s great, after these seven days, it shouldn’t be so difficult to sweep the streets anymore, right?
Feng Jingshun was thinking this when Feng Qiyou came over with a few guards from a distance.
He held a handful of melon seeds in his hand, ate them and threw them towards Feng Jingshun, with a smug and sarcastic look on his face.
"Hey? Isn't this my Sixth Brother? Why is he sitting on the ground resting?"
"You haven't even swept the floor clean yet, and look, there are melon seed shells all over the floor?"
"Sixth Brother, why don't you get up and clean it up quickly, or I'll tell Father..."
"You..." Feng Jingshun said "you" and glanced at Feng Qiyou with anger on his face.
After thinking about it, Feng Jingshun finally stood up, picked up the broom, and swept up the melon seed shells thrown by Feng Qiyou.
Unexpectedly, just after he finished sweeping, Feng Qiyou threw it down again.
"Sixth Brother, here, here, and here..."
"Feng Qiyou? Do you want to be beaten again?" Feng Jingshun was very angry. If this guy hadn't complained, he would have taught him a lesson...
Feng Qiyou snorted coldly.
"Sixth brother? Have you forgotten what our father taught you? There's no prohibition on littering on the street. What? Do you want to hit me again?"
"Come on, come on. If you want to go to the prison to accompany the rats, then go ahead and fight. I'm not afraid anyway..."
Hehe, I let you be so mean in the past, let you always bully me...
Feng Jingshun: “…”
Yes, he almost lost his temper again and almost got fooled again.
Feng Qiyou must have wanted to put him in jail, so he deliberately provoked him. Thinking of this, Feng Jingshun said nothing.
No matter how Feng Qiyou threw the garbage, he would follow behind him and sweep it up. After a few times, he saw that Feng Jingshun was not fooled.
"Hmph! How boring..." Feng Qiyou said this and left with his guards.
Feng Jingshun finally understood why his father had asked him to sweep the streets...
Seeing this, Xiao Huihui in the dark raised a wicked smile, turned around and left quickly.
The next day.
Feng Yaoyao rode her little red horse to go into the palace to find the Fourth Prince Feng Jingyi. She had a gift for the Fourth Prince's father today.
A man and a horse came to the street. At this time, Feng Yaoyao saw the entrance of the street, which was dark...
Feng Yaoyao asked doubtfully.
"Xiaohong, what do you see there? Why is it so dark?"
The little red horse paused and replied with his mind.
"Master, why do I feel something is wrong?"
"Master? Do you smell anything?"
Why did it feel that the dark mass was smelly, like rat droppings?
Feng Yaoyao's face changed drastically when she was reminded by the little red horse.
at this time.
"Ah..." A scream was heard from the street ahead...