0p0 Chapter 349 The Crazy Prince
Chapter 349 The Crazy Prince
In the Kyoto prison, the prince was lying on the ground with disheveled hair, looking very dirty. No one had spoken a word to him since he came in.
The jailer threw two mixed grain and vegetable buns into the prison every day, without any minced meat or oil.
Multi-grain noodles are very rough. They make your teeth ache when you eat them, they scratch your throat when you swallow them, and they are difficult to digest in your stomach.
The prince is used to eating fine ingredients, so his precious stomach would definitely not be able to digest it. The prince would definitely look down on this kind of coarse grains.
He was so disgusted that he refused to eat a single bite.
The jailer turned a blind eye to this and just placed a pot of water next to the cell. It was just clean water, not boiled water of its original flavor.
This prisoner has received special care from his superiors. He can eat or not eat whatever he wants and does not need any preferential treatment.
So, within just a few days, the prince had become extremely dirty.
My stomach was growling with hunger, and the steamed buns on the ground seemed delicious. I was just about to reach out and pick up one that looked cleaner.
A gray mouse that was not afraid of death also chose the bun. It put its two paws on the bun and chewed it happily.
The prince showed a gentle smile on his face, looked at the little thing with soft eyes, and silently withdrew his hand that was about to take the bun.
He struggled to kick off the shoe on one foot, and carefully hooked it with his hand, even though he was fat.
But he was extremely patient in doing this, and his movements were gentle and slow, so as not to disturb the mouse that was happily eating.
The prince held his shoes in his right hand and slowly adjusted the direction of his body. After his breathing became even, he attacked with lightning speed with his right hand.
His shoe hit the mouse that was competing with him for food hard, hitting it right away!
The mouse fell to the ground, its body twitching constantly, and its limbs paddling non-stop as if swimming, but its movements were getting slower and slower, it must be dying.
The prince kept smiling, and this time he raised his right hand high, and slapped the mouse calmly again and again.
Even if he stopped flapping, the mouse would not survive.
However, the prince, with a kind smile like a bodhisattva on his face, used more and more force with his hands.
The mouse had been beaten into a bloody cake by him, flattened, with flesh and blood splattered everywhere with the beating of his shoes.
The spray was all over the prince's head, face, upper body and clothes.
This scene looks weird no matter how you look at it. The prince's smiling face is covered with blood, which is really creepy!
The emperor covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, stood in the shadows and silently watched the crazy prince in the prison.
The emperor waited until the prince stopped before he slowly walked out.
He stood outside the cell, one step away.
The eldest prince felt someone was staring at him. He suddenly turned around and met the emperor's calm eyes.
The expression on his face twisted for a moment, but soon calmed down.
The eldest prince lay on the ground, and raised his big head with great effort. He wanted to look the emperor in the eye, but unfortunately his neck would not allow him to do so.
So, after only holding out for three breaths, he had to lower his head to let his neck rest.
He lowered his head, his shoulders trembling, and soon a giggle could be heard.
The emperor paid no attention to the mad prince, and the white handkerchief did not leave his mouth and nose.
The smell in this cell is really terrible.
He didn't want to sacrifice his mouth and nose for such a person. It wasn't worth it!
In the past, he respected his elder brother very much and took care of him in every way. What was the result?
It turned out that he was the one who was doing all this behind the scenes.
The letter from Prince Dongshan, the handwritten confession of the Chief Justice of Dali Temple, and the oral account of the secret guards all recounted the crimes of the prince.
I really didn’t realize that the eldest brother is so capable.
Today, seeing how he treated the rats that were competing with him for the grain bag, the emperor had a better understanding of the prince.
He seems to have a smile on his face, as if he is a kind and open-minded person, but in fact he is dark inside, narrow-minded, and vindictive!
He would not even let go of the mouse that stole his food, so, in his heart, was he, the man sitting on the throne, thinking of the people who stole his throne?
Although, the emperor believed that his sitting on the dragon throne was in compliance with ancestral etiquette and was reasonable.
However, the prince would definitely not think so.
After all, he is the eldest and the first child of his father. Although he is a bastard, he believes that he is the chosen one.
Then, he cannot listen to other people's voices.
The pain in the prince's neck was relieved. He raised his big head slowly, and it seemed that his neck had done its best. He stared at the emperor and said:
"Seeing me in such a mess, are you very proud? You must be very happy, right? Hehe..." The neck stopped working, and the big head lowered again, making a particularly unpleasant laugh.
The emperor's voice came from behind the veil:
"Have I ever laughed at you before? I have never laughed at or teased you since you were little. Aren't you still not satisfied with me? Do you want to seize the throne? How dare you do it, my eldest brother!"
The eldest prince no longer tried to raise his head, but his neck simply couldn't bear the weight anymore. He tilted his head and rested it on his arm.
Although this posture requires him to look at the emperor with squinted eyes, it doesn’t matter. This way his neck won’t be tired!
As for the fact that looking at the emperor in this way is disrespectful, I guess the emperor is not in the mood to care about it now.
Besides, things have come to this point, so what good does it matter even if I care about it!
The more lice you have, the less itchy you are; the more debts you have, the less trouble you have to pay them back
Besides, he had no intention of paying it back.
The eldest prince said: "Why should I be afraid? The throne should be mine. I am the eldest son and I should inherit the family business. Haha! You just got this position because of your grandfather's prominent family background.
Since you can take my throne, why can't I take it back?"
The Emperor looked at the Great Prince with pity:
"Do you think I stole your throne? But do you know that my father didn't want to pass the throne to me? He wanted to pass it to the son born to the woman he loved most.
You should know who it is, right?
But why did he give me this position later?
It was just because the treasury was empty and it was bound to be difficult to sit on the throne, so he felt sorry for his favorite son and didn't want him to suffer.
He was given the best fiefdom, the richest family fortune, and the most reliable in-laws.
After making such a nice arrangement for that bastard, they gave me this shabby dragon throne as alms. If it wasn't for the country, do you think I would be willing to take it?!
Can't you see what kind of life I've been living these past few years?"
The eldest prince: Damn it! If he knew that I was the one who designed the national treasury and helped my father squander it, would he be so angry that he would die?
Haha!
That would be great, but he knew it was impossible.
The eldest prince criticized, "Are you trying to say something bad about our father? Haha! Why don't you tell the court officials about this? They will criticize you to death!"
How could Father be wrong? "