Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Chapter 516: The "Frustrated" Young Marquis in a World of Female Dominance

Tang Jiting said to Lu Liluo angrily:

"Your Majesty, please just pamper Chenyu. She's only a few years old, and you dare let her play with such a dangerous weapon..."

Lu Liluo laughed and said:

"No problem"

She touched Lu Chenyu's hairy head:

"My Princess of Dongchi is no ordinary person. Is there anything that I cannot play with?"

Staring into Lu Chenyu's eyes:

"Do you agree?"

"Yes, Queen Mother, I'm not afraid of anything so powerful as to make a fish sink to the bottom of its body!" The little boy answered in a resounding voice, caressing the Zhuge Sixteen Crossbows in his hand with his other hand.

“Shenyu loves this!”

"Hahaha, okay, okay!"

Lu Liluo laughed heartily and gently took Lu Chenyu's small hand:

"Come on, mother will take you to try your skills~"

. . .

In the quiet study of the Marquis of Zhongyi's mansion.

Tang Zhao let out a long sigh and slumped into his chair tiredly.

She'd been working day and night on Zhuge Liang's Sixteen-Bow Crossbow, and it had worn her out. After submitting her results today, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Unconsciously, my breathing became heavier. Half asleep and half awake, I suddenly heard the panicked voice of my maid Jinse outside the study, trying to stop me:

"Pan Shijun, the master is busy inside, you can't go in..."

"Go away"

Pan He's voice was sharp and harsh: "I am the biological father of the current emperor. Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you stop me!"

Jinse's voice immediately became panicked and anxious:

"I dare not, I dare not! But the master has ordered that no one except her can set foot in the study..."

With a crisp "pa" sound, Jinse was obviously slapped.

"Shijun, you..."

"What about me? Don't use the surname Tang to pressure me."

Pan He's voice was extremely arrogant:

"She's just an uncle, and I'm the biological father of the emperor. With just one order from my son, I can confer an imperial decree on her in a matter of minutes, with a rank higher than that of an uncle. How can I have to wait for a day to beat up a mere maid like you?!"

"What is this doing?"

A deep shout was heard, and Tang Zhao walked out with a sullen face:

"Pan Shijun, I confined you to your own courtyard. Who released you?"

Her voice was cold:

"It's fine that you came out without permission, but you don't even care about the moral principles between husband and wife? You can beat me, my servant, just like that. Who gave you the right?"

"Humph, that's because I didn't know that my son Ji Ting had become the emperor's husband and my granddaughter had been named the princess."

Pan He held his head high:

"Mr. Tang, this is such a big thing, everyone in the world knows about it, and you actually let the entire mansion keep it a secret from me. What are you planning?!"

"My plan is, of course, to prevent you from being like you are now, talking about the emperor all the time."

Tang Zhao sneered, "How did you treat the Emperor before? How did the Emperor treat you back then? Don't you have any idea?"

"It would be fine if you just stayed in my uncle's backyard, but if you continue to talk nonsense and behave in an unruly manner, ruining the reputation of the Emperor and the Princess—"

At this point, her voice became much more sinister:

"My Lord can't do anything else, but I can make a servant sick for a while."

"You, Tang Zhao, how dare you!!"

Pan He was filled with anger and fear after hearing this. He had never expected Tang Zhao to be so cruel. The joy he had felt upon learning that his son had become the emperor's husband was completely washed away.

My mood gradually became cold.

Yes, how could he forget that Ji Ting, his son, never took him, his father, seriously. Maybe he even resented him in his heart.

Otherwise, why didn't he send anyone to say hello when he was locked up in the backyard by Tang Jiting for more than six years... Not only did Tang Jiting, his own son, ignore him.

Even those children in Tang Zhao's backyard whom he treated as his own, none of them came to visit him.

"Do you think I dare, Jinse..."

"The slave is here!"

Jinse was startled and responded loudly.

Tang Zhao was just about to give instructions when he heard a line of palace servants marching towards the main gate, surrounded by a man who was striding with big strides.

He was dressed in a majestic official uniform and looked very dignified. Mo Ming felt that he looked familiar.

"The Imperial Edict!"

Following a loud shout, everyone in the yard fell to their knees.

"By the Will of Heaven, the Emperor proclaims: ...I decree this!"

After the imperial edict was announced, Chou Yu smiled and said:

"Marquis Jiangong, please accept my order!"

Tang Zhao was overjoyed, knelt on the ground, and took the imperial edict with trembling hands:

"I thank the Lord for His great grace. Long live His Majesty, long live His Majesty, long live His Majesty!"

At the same time, Pan He also recognized the official who announced the imperial edict. Wasn't he the servant Chou Yu who was arbitrarily whipped by him that day?

"It's you?"

He widened his eyes, pointed at Chouyu in disbelief and asked:

"You, you, you, aren't you my son's servant? How dare you become an official and come to our house to announce the imperial decree? Who gave you the courage?!"

"Shut up, you idiot!"

Tang Zhao spoke hastily, but he still didn't have time to stop Pan He from speaking rudely. In fact, he had hardly seen Chou Yu before, so for such a long time, he had only seen him accompanying His Majesty.

He didn't know that this person had ever lived in his house.

Now that Pan He had said this, she recalled it. Many years ago, that day when Ji Ting returned home and said she wanted to marry Young Marquis Lu, and the person who was beaten to a bloody pulp by Pan He in the corridor seemed to have had this face.

But now this person's aura has completely changed.

But Pan He recognized the person and that would be fine, but he insisted on calling him out, was he afraid that he would not remember to retaliate? This person is now the favorite of His Majesty.

So she angrily cursed:

"How dare you, a mere servant, be so rude in front of the Lord? Come, take Servant Pan away and lock him up in the ancestral hall to reflect on his actions for three hours!"

She did this to punish Pan He, but on the other hand, she was also helping her out. Unfortunately, Pan He didn't understand this.

He immediately stood up from the ground with his neck stiffened:

"I remember your name is Chouyu, right?! Humph, so what if you became an official? Weren't you just a dog beside my son in the beginning?"

"Since you've become an official by relying on my son's influence, you should be more flexible when you return to the master's house. How dare you stand and accept the kneeling worship of the emperor's biological parents?!"

"You're not afraid of being struck by lightning."

"shut up!"

Tang Zhao was so angry that his eyes turned black and he saw stars. Crazy, crazy, this idiot was completely crazy. She was still too soft-hearted.

Even though she knew that the emperor was displeased, she still didn't take this man seriously. Instead, he ran out on such an important occasion today and spoke nonsense in front of Chou Yu.

How could she not have realized before that this man was so stupid? No matter what Chou Yu's identity was before, now that he was holding the imperial edict, he represented His Majesty.

What's the difference between Pan He insulting the official who announced the decree in public and directly insulting the emperor?!

She was still thinking about getting promoted and making money, and she was lucky that she didn't lose her head because of Pan He's drag down.