Don’t Be a Scumbag - Chapter 69

◎Slag Father (7)◎

Pei Zhi was still a child, and Pei Ming felt that there was no need to care about a child, so he regained the memory of his previous life.

Bullying a child is too rude, and punishing an adult who deserves it has no psychological burden.

The system has no objection to this kind of trivial matter, as long as Pei Ming’s task is completed, the rest, for the system, Pei Ming is the administrator of the small world, and the system will not interfere too much.

So when Pei Zhi woke up the next day, he was very excited.

He actually had the memory of his previous life. In his previous life, he was the ruler of a country. Of course, although the country was accidentally destroyed, he still had the feeling of being in power.

This kind of feeling is very good, everyone listens to their own, he said that one is one, he told everyone to go west, and everyone dared not go east.

Even his mother-in-law, who was always strict with him, dared not speak of him, and there were many beauties in the harem for him to enjoy. Although he was disgraceful when he died in his previous life, he still craved the taste of being an emperor.

Pei Zhi even thought that he had the memory of his previous life, as long as he was careful in this life, he would not be destroyed, and maybe he would become a virtuous monarch who is famous in history.

The more Pei Zhi thought about it, the more excited he became. He wanted to sit up from the bed suddenly, but now he was too fat, so he fell back before he could sit up.

Pei Zhi: “…”

As if being slapped all of a sudden, Pei Zhi woke up because of the fall and realized that he is still a child and he has not yet inherited the throne.

Little Pei Zhi couldn’t help but wonder, when did his father die?

Pei Zhi thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more his brows wrinkled. If he remembered correctly, it will be more than ten years before his father’s death, which means that he has to be a prince for twelve years.

No, he doesn’t want to be a prince anymore, he wants to be an emperor!

Pei Zhi’s fleshy fist slammed the hammer bed reluctantly, and while venting his anger, he also muttered: “When will my father die?”

Grandma had just returned from the imperial concubine, and was about to wash the face of the eldest prince with a water basin. When she heard this suddenly, she was so frightened that the water basin was hit.

The water basin made a sound of falling to the ground, and Pei Zhi was so frightened that he subconsciously said, “You are a messy person, I, this prince killed you!”

After that, Pei Zhi didn’t care because she saw that it was a grandmother. The grandmother always took him. When he died, the grandmother died long ago. will betray yourself.

He felt that even if he missed his mouth, grandma wouldn’t dare to say anything casually.

Pei Zhi thought so, so he called the palace maid directly, put on shoes, and ran out without worrying about the pale mama who was tidying up after wearing shoes and clothes.

The grandmother was shaking as she cleaned up. She was afraid that she would be silenced. What did she hear? The six-year-old eldest prince called himself me, and asked when the emperor died?

Pei Zhi went nowhere else, but in Concubine Zhao’s palace. Concubine Zhao Gui was dressing up, and before she had time to appreciate the makeup she had just finished, she saw her son, who was as fat as a pig, standing in front of her.

Pei Zhi was so fat that he blocked the entire bronze mirror by himself.

Concubine Zhao had to take care of her son first.

“Why are you here if you don’t study? Forgot what your father said?”

Zhao Guifei looked at her son, and there was some hatred in her words.

During this period of time, she summed up why there was only one prince in the Mingming Palace, and the emperor still gritted his teeth and did not let go of the prince. In addition to the emperor’s own reasons, there was also the son’s unsatisfactory performance, poor reading, poor memory, speech and so on. The mouth is not sweet, it would be strange if the emperor could immediately establish the prince.

Concubine Zhao does everything she thinks she can do, pretending to be gentle in the harem, virtuous, and setting an example of being virtuous and virtuous. She doesn’t do anything less, and if she doesn’t, it’s her son’s business.

Pei Zhi still had a lot of things he wanted to share with his mother-in-law, but his high fighting spirit was suddenly extinguished by the word Zhao Guifei’s reading.

He frowned and said without thinking, “I don’t read.”

He is in his twenties, and he knows all the characters, so what is he doing to read.

What’s the use of studying, anyway, he is the only prince, whether he reads or not, the throne belongs to him.

Concubine Zhao Gui was almost knocked over by her son’s anger, and her delicate face was also cracked. How could she give birth to such a useless son? She is stupid, and she doesn’t even listen to her now.

“What do you want to do if you don’t read?”

“I want to be king”

When Pei Zhi said it with anger, Concubine Zhao sneered: “What else do you want to do? If you don’t study, you want to be an emperor. Your father has not died yet!”

“But I’m the only prince in the palace, who shouldn’t I be?”

Pei Zhi didn’t understand his mother-in-law, why he tortured him with reading when it was clear that he was an emperor.

“You’re the only one now, what about in the future?” Concubine Zhao felt that the emperor must have more than one prince in the future, and there is no precedent for standing up young and not long. What if the throne is taken away by someone else?

“I know that I will be the only one in the future. After I dreamed about the mother and concubine, I knew everything in the future.”

Pei Zhi didn’t dare to say that he was reborn, because he was afraid that he would be caught by his mother-in-law as a monster, so why did he say that he had a dream and dreamed about it later.

Zhao Guifei didn’t believe it at all, and even felt that Pei Zhi was talking nonsense. The fundamental purpose of doing this was to not want to study.

Afraid that the mother and concubine would not believe it, Pei Zhi also said something else: “Besides this, I also know that I am not the father’s child at all.”

As soon as Pei Zhi finished speaking, Concubine Zhao slapped her.

“What nonsense are you talking about?!”

The slap came too fast and too hard, and Pei Zhi was stunned.

The imperial concubine’s armor left long scratches on Pei Zhi’s face.

What Pei Zhi said was a secret of Concubine Zhao, even Pei Zhi’s biological father didn’t know, Concubine Zhao didn’t know how his son knew, but when his son said it, he couldn’t help but feel flustered.

Counterfeiting the prince is a capital crime. If Pei Zhi’s identity is discovered, neither the Zhao family nor herself will be well.

Pei Zhi’s head was buzzing after being beaten by his concubine. He shrank his neck and remembered that he is not an emperor now, his concubine is still a noble concubine, and he can’t compare to her concubine at all.

“You are the son of your father, who told you those words just now?”

Concubine Zhao squatted down and looked at Pei Zhi, Pei Zhi said, “My son is talking nonsense.”

He didn’t dare to say anything about dreaming, even if his mother-in-law didn’t believe it, she would beat him.

Hearing that her son was talking nonsense, Concubine Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief. She got up and said, “Don’t talk nonsense in the future. If anyone else hears it, you will be dead.”

Pei Zhi’s face was burning with pain. He kept this account in his heart, thinking that when he became emperor, he would make his mother and concubine look good.

Pei Ming counted the time here, thinking that Pei Zhi had probably recovered his memory, so he asked Wang Xi to bring Pei Zhi.

The emperor suddenly wanted to take away the eldest prince, and Concubine Zhao thought of what her son said in the morning, and was very frightened for a while. Before Pei Zhi left, Concubine Zhao repeatedly asked him not to let him talk nonsense, and Pei Zhi nodded, indicating that he knew. He’s not stupid, so he can’t ask his father when he will die in front of his father.

Pei Ming called Pei Zhi and didn’t do anything. He just gave Pei Zhi a lesson, and then said, “I have high hopes for your son. As long as you study hard, I will entrust you with this position.”

He slapped and gave another sweet jujube. This sweet jujube still tasted delicious. For a while, he really felt that his father had placed high hopes on him.

“Thank you for the emperor, my son will definitely live up to the emperor’s entrustment.”

“And your sister of Qule Palace, don’t disturb her in the future. She has a quiet temperament and doesn’t like being disturbed by others.”

Pei Zhi, who was still six years old, would definitely make a scene when he heard this, and even felt rebellious. If Pei Ming didn’t let him go, he had to go. If Pei Ming told him not to disturb him, he had to disturb him.

But it’s different now. Now Pei Zhi is in his twenties. Naturally, he won’t care about a five-year-old child.

Although Pei Zhi didn’t know why Pei Lian, who had been in the cold palace in the last life, suddenly left the cold palace, he still obeyed.

Seeing Pei Zhi nodding, Pei Ming said with relief: “As expected of my son, so obedient, what reward do you want?”

◎The latest comments:

【Final exam leave, return in a week】

[Because Ha wants to give him a memory, confused]

【come on! 】

[do not understand [cover face]]

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