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Not many people knew about this turmoil, and it seemed that there was no ripple at all.

Afterwards, the maid who falsely spread the news was found out.Zhou Jirong only knew that she was killed with a stick in the end, and the reason involved had nothing to do with Zhou Jirong. The emperor didn't tell him in detail, and Zhou Jirong was not interested in inquiring about it. He didn't care about it these two days.

That night, his elder brother asked him to talk about some trivial matters, and when he returned, Bai Tingyu had already passed out.When they came back after hearing the news, several people used the wound medicine they brought with them to treat him briefly.The executioner showed no mercy under the canes, and the dozen or so sticks were beaten so hard that blood was almost visible on the sticks, and he knelt in the courtyard for a long time, the broken clothes were stuck to the flesh and froze, and he stabbed him with a dagger every now and then. It was only after opening his clothes that he cleaned the wound. Zhou Jirong looked at the bloody wound on his back, and couldn't help but take a breath, feeling pain even just looking at it.

He was quite grateful for his brother's magnanimity when Zhou Jiyao spared Bai Tingyu's punishment, but now he felt that his brother had done a little too much, and he complained in his heart.

The next day, Shi Weichen and others sent Bai Tingyu out of the palace, and Zhou Jirong followed him back to the palace in a gamble.

During the marches and battles over the years, it is normal for Hengshu to be injured, but Bai Tingyu's situation this time is exceptional - he has been in a coma since the night of the injury, and has had a high fever intermittently for the next two or three days. Drowsy, even if you wake up occasionally, you are extremely lethargic, and fall asleep again not long after.

The military doctor in the mansion has seen it, and also invited famous doctors outside to see him, he was hurt by wind, depressed, etc. He said a lot that Zhou Jirong couldn't understand, anyway, people just don't get better.He was not irritable in the first place, but he put on a bad face these days, as if everyone owed him 80 taels of silver.

Zhou Jirong has always had a weird intuition that Xiaobai's beating was definitely not because he offended that nobleman's sister.Liu Guiren is gentle and cowardly, but such a temperamental brother may not really like it.In fact, Zhou Jirong watched his brother speak softly and considerately to several concubines, seemingly treating them equally, but in fact he didn't care much about anyone.Apart from the fact that Concubine Liu Gui accompanied him all the way back then, and she still had some genuine affection, no matter how many women in the palace, they didn't care much about the emperor's heart, let alone a brother who seemed to have no love at all. The younger sister of an uninterested nobleman.

But Bai Tingyu's injuries were repeated, and he was never fully awake once, so Zhou Jirong had no chance to ask him what he had said that day that really annoyed his brother, which led to the beating.

Shi Weichen and the others didn't know the details of the process, and they didn't have any extra opinions. After all, the crime of trespassing on the palace was considered light after receiving more than ten sticks. Take it out and comfort him.

Bai Tingyu never really got better for a day, no matter how much he explained, it was useless, Zhou Jirong was still like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and his hair was blown and irritable every day.The decree on how to deal with Bai Tingyu arrived right after them the next day, and was thrown aside by Zhou Jirong when he changed hands. He ignored the order to leave Beijing immediately, and no one was allowed to mention it.

He lost his temper like this for two days, and finally the emperor condescended to come to the mansion to see him in person.

Because of Bai Tingyu's injury, Zhou Jirong was really angry with his elder brother this time.He was born with a dog temper, and when he got angry, he turned his face and ruthlessly rejected his relatives. At this time, whether you are the elder brother or the emperor, no one is in his eyes at all.At this time, he was so well-behaved and honest as before, and he didn't bother to pretend anymore, he went out lazily and greeted him, and invited his elder brother into the hall for tea with a delicate and gorgeous face, while he himself changed from his usual nonsense. Cover up the chattering problem, he will only answer a question, and never take the initiative to speak first.

After all, Zhou Jiyao had brought him up single-handedly, so he didn't know his temper well, and when he saw that sometimes he didn't respond to a few words, he knew that Dabao was really annoyed.In the past, whenever he lost his temper, no matter whether it was justified or not, most of the time he would be the elder brother and bow his head to coax him. However, the reason this time was really different, and Zhou Jiyao didn't intend to spoil him like before this time.

Chi Xia and Zhou Jiyao just pretended not to see his eyebrows raised and eyes lowered, and he put down the teacup and said slowly: "I remember that I said that Bai Tingyu would take up his post today, so why did he stay in Beijing? Since he is still in your mansion, why did you just say so?" Have you never seen him come out to greet you?"

His voice was flat, but there was a sense of questioning in his words. Zhou Jirong gritted his teeth angrily for a long time, and had to answer a few more words: "He was beaten by you, and now he is still unconscious, and he can't even get out of bed. There is no way to welcome Dajia. It’s not that you dare to disregard the emperor, brother, please bear with it!”

He never mentioned the matter of leaving the capital, and no matter what he said or his tone, he was the one who obviously didn't take the emperor seriously.

Fang Zhen carefully served the tea at the side, and now he was trembling when he heard it, and couldn't help pinching Zhou Jirong's sleeve and tugging gently, and said in a low voice: "I used to say that thunder, rain, and dew are all God's grace."

"Fart!" Zhou Jirong turned his face to him and bared his teeth: "Why are you interrupting me? Shall I give you some thunder and rain as well, so that you can taste the grace of God!"

As soon as Fang Zhen said something, he regretted talking too much. At this time, he shrank his neck and stopped talking.

Zhou Jirong accidentally brought out another old man. Although he was still angry, his first instinct was to look at his brother's expression.

Zhou Jiyao frowned slightly, his eyes fell on Fang Zhen's hand pinching his sleeve, and his eyes moved up along that hand, and fell on Fang Zhen's face.As for what Zhou Jirong said, he didn't seem to pay attention.

"Why?" Zhou Jirong immediately became vigilant. He was really afraid that Fang Zhen would suffer too, so he pulled Fang Zhen behind him: "I'm just talking casually, you are addicted to beating people, you are not allowed to beat children Really, I tell you."

Zhou Jiyao had already taken a good look at Fang Zhen at this time, and saw that he was innocent and dazed, with a childish look on his round face that hadn't fully grown up, and he looked innocent and stupid.He could only sigh inwardly, feeling that he was worrying about this brother Da Baoer who was not at all worried all day long, and he was about to become paranoid.

Immediately ignored Zhou Jirong's irrelevant words, and said directly: "If the injury is really unhealed, the two-day delay is justifiable.... I brought the imperial physician this time, so I will let the imperial physician take a look."