Ming Dynasty: Empress Ma and I swapped clothes!

Chapter 109 Imperial Edict! Xu Da and Tang He Get Beaten

Faced with this question, Yunqi, though unsure of the Duke's true intentions, was determined not to offend him, so she told the truth: "Your Excellency, after leaving the palace, the first place we came to was your residence."

Hearing Yun Qi's words, Xu Da suddenly burst into laughter, a faint gleam appearing on his face. Looking at Yun Qi, he said directly, "So next, we're going to the Marquis of Zhongshan's residence and the Duke of Song's residence, right?"

Seeing the Duke in front of him so excited, Yun Qi instinctively realized something was amiss and guessed the Duke's plan, but she did not intend to refuse. She even nodded slightly: "Your Highness is right. We are indeed going to the residence of the Marquis of Zhongshan and the residence of the Duke of Song."

"We servants will depart now, and will not disturb Your Highness's rest any longer."

"What's the rush! Someone, bring tea. The best tea."

Xu Da shouted, "Eunuch Yunqi has worked so hard. Now that he's come to our Duke of Wei's mansion, how can I, the Duke, turn a blind eye to him? Quickly, serve him well."

"If I don't see even a hint of a smile from Eunuch Yunqi after I come out, you people will be in for a world of hurt."

Xu Da, with a fierce expression, spoke up directly.

Then they went to the Duke of Wei's mansion.

His personal guards formed a human wall, blocking Yun Qi and his group completely and making it impossible for them to leave.

After all, this is the Duke of Wei's mansion.

Xu Da's words carried immense weight, though not as powerful as an imperial edict.

"Please stay here, Father-in-law, and have a cup of fragrant tea. It's the finest tea."

"Father-in-law, there's no rush. Please don't rush things."

"Please give us some face, sir, otherwise we're afraid we won't have a good ending either."

Seeing that Yun Qi agreed without making things difficult, the guards present finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't until Xu Da changed his clothes in the bedroom that Yun Qi slowly got up. Then the two of them got into the carriage and headed straight for the Zhongshan Marquis's residence.

"What are you trying to do?"

Upon seeing the uninvited guest, Tang instinctively sensed that something was amiss.

How could Xu Da possibly give him a chance to escape?

He burst into laughter, preemptively invoking Zhu Yuanzhang's authority and using his influence as a shield: "Old bastard Tang He. Marquis of Zhongshan, do you know your crime?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Qi, who was standing next to him, found it somewhat amusing.

Shouldn't these be his words?

Then, looking at Duke Xu Da, he couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time, and then silently stepped back, letting the Duke put on his show.

Upon hearing Xu Da's words, Tang He found the other man utterly baffling and immediately ignored him, turning his gaze directly to Yun Qi: "Someone from the palace has arrived? Is it because war is about to break out, or is there some other important matter?"

"Could it be a summons from His Majesty?"

As Tang He was slowly making his guesses, he didn't notice that Xu Da's expression had become even more ferocious.

"What a fine Marquis of Zhongshan! Even now, facing the angels, he still shows not a shred of remorse."

Xu Da shouted loudly.

Tang He was stunned: "Imperial edict? Where did this imperial edict come from?"

He looked around and saw the bright imperial edict in Yun Qi's hand. He blinked, as if he only realized something at this moment.

"Won't?"

Tang He suddenly realized something, and then he saw Xu Da let out a triumphant laugh: "Tang He, hurry up and accept the imperial decree!"

By imperial decree, the dignified Marquis of Zhongshan is suspected of involvement in matters concerning the inner palace. Has he confessed his crime?

"Guards! Give him thirty strokes of the cane. This is a warning to others."

"The three major strokes of the rod are those His Majesty intends to administer. The remaining twenty-seven strokes are those that I, the Duke, am particularly distressed about, and therefore I especially want to administer."

Xu Da emphasized this point.

He dared not falsely convey the imperial edict, so the thirty strokes of the cane must be clearly distinguished, otherwise it would be a serious crime.

Just as Tang He was about to say something, he saw palace guards step forward and grab him from both sides. With the help of Xu Da's personal guards, he didn't even need to take off his pants.

They pressed him directly onto the long bench.

The sounds of spanking grew louder and louder with each "smack, smack, smack".

After Tang and others realized what was happening...

He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. All that was left was his deep resentment. His eyes were fixed on Xu Da in front of him, as if to say: What grudge do you hold against me?

There shouldn't be any deep-seated hatred between us.

Seeing this, Xu Da naturally felt even more comfortable.

Tang He limped along, leaning on his crutch, and now he was swinging the crutch, wanting to beat Xu Da into a pig's head, as if only in this way could he avenge the humiliation he had just suffered on his buttocks.

But Xu Da dodged in a flash, then swiftly closed in on him, whispering, "Alright, it's no big deal. I'm here to see you make a fool of yourself, but can't you also see Feng Sheng make a fool of himself?"

Wouldn't that be considered fair?

Besides, you only received ten strokes of the cane, not thirty.

"Depend on."

Tang He cursed and glared at Xu Da in front of him. If he weren't currently disabled, he would definitely have engaged in an epic battle with him.

This was a curse delivered through gritted teeth, as if to say: How dare you say that? You only took three hits, while I took more than three times as many.

Can these be the same thing?

You deserve to die.

Xu Da chuckled, completely ignoring Tang He's tirade.

It's normal for the other party to curse you out; if they don't, it means they're secretly keeping it in mind, and that's when you really need to take precautions.

On the contrary, the scene before us is just a drop in the ocean.

That's how it is between brothers: you cheat me, I cheat you.

It's more fun and interesting when everyone is messing with each other.

Afterwards, the two of them happily arrived at the Duke of Song's mansion.

The situation was almost exactly the same as the previous two times, except that there were more people watching the spectacle this time, but it was still within everyone's expectations.

"Damn! Are you two seriously ill?"

It was exactly as expected, practically identical.

Having just been spanked, Duke Feng Sheng of Song glared at the two men before him with hatred, wishing he could teach them a lesson they wouldn't forget.

Are these two people sick?

They are very sick; they seem to be mentally unstable.

At this moment, Feng Sheng wanted to lean on his cane and give those two guys in front of him a good beating, even if it severed their brotherhood. It didn't matter.

The important thing is that this grudge must be avenged; otherwise, we are not men of the Ming Dynasty.