? The old emperor has obviously made up his mind.

The so-called emergency medical treatment.

If it weren't for the end of life, and no one was entrusted, the old emperor would not make such big concessions and compromises.

No matter how wise the monk in front of him looked, he was still in his teens after all.

Feng Linxuan picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Let him come! Everything is a matter of fate, and you can't force it." Feng Linwan said.

The old emperor's eyes flickered, quite unpleasant.

For the sake of his words, the monk in front of him is still in a tone of voice, which is a bit too disrespectful of him, the Emperor of Yasukuni, and the prince of the dynasty.

"If the crown prince is mature and stable, why should His Majesty come to find me? Why not let him suffer some setbacks when His Majesty can still decide for him. To make him invincible, he must first frustrate his spirit and let him know how to restrain himself. A rare sword It is only when it is hidden in the scabbard that it is most frightening." Feng Linwan said.

When the old emperor heard this, even though he knew that the monk in front of him was going to use some means to train his son, he still made sense.

Sometimes, because he has only such a son under his knees, it is inevitable that he will be spoiled.

It's not a bad thing for young people to have a temper. If everyone is as cunning as the old and the eighty, the world will not be able to progress.

However, if you have a temper, you can't be brainless, impulsive, or blind.

And this is often where young people make mistakes.

Someone took advantage of a momentary temper and made an irreversible wrong.

The old emperor has returned to the palace.

Then he ordered the prince to go to Minglu Academy in Qingquan Mountain to find a bald scholar, and he must be his teacher.

On Mingde Street, restaurants, restaurants, teahouses, and brothels are crowded together, making it very lively.

All kinds of artists from all over the world, walking the streets and alleys, also found their own places to perform.

Some hawkers who buy things are walking around the streets, selling many novel and strange things, shouting loudly.

The prosperity of Kyoto is undoubtedly revealed on this street.

Zuihuamian's wine is the most fragrant, beautiful women are also the most eye-catching, and even Xiaoqu... is the most beautiful.

And here, it is also the most expensive to book a private room and invite a group of friends to play.

When you spend money, you can exchange for worthy services, which is called consumption.

If you spend money, you can't get a worthwhile service. That's called pit money.

Zuihuamian is also a bit of a **** sometimes, but at this moment, the man sitting in Zuihuamian's best Shaoyuexuan, who is entertaining friends and friends, Zuihuamian has the guts to not dare to cheat.

Although that young man used a pseudonym every time he went out.

But in the capital city, anyone with a little vision can know who he really is.

"Brother Prince! I heard that His Majesty recently found a monk master for you... he is still a little master! Why don't you go to the meeting? Could it be... hahaha!" Holding a wine glass, he was sitting on the main seat drunkenly, with red lips and white teeth, the handsome and tall young man said.

This strong man, looking rude, is also from a famous family.

The beautiful prince looked at him, but he didn't speak.

On the left and right sides, there were two strong men of the forbidden army disguised as general guards. At the same time, they knocked the strong man unconscious, and then threw them out through the window.

"A mere lackey of a feudal lord wants to divide the relationship between this prince and his father. If it is not for his father's face, it is not as simple as breaking his legs." The prince glanced at everyone who was doing it. , said in a cold voice.

He is demonstrating and expressing his ability.

He...is not a mindless puppet, nor is he a mindless trash.

It's nothing, if you want to provoke a few words, you will be stunned.

However, if Feng Linye was here, he would say...too tender.

Like the strong man before, how good would it be to stay by your side, a stupid and incompetent 'spy'?

Why drive away and abolish?

If you really want to kill chickens and monkeys, then the method should be more iron-handed.

Throwing people out of the window, what's the matter?

On the other hand, the noble young gentlemen in Kyoto who were still holding beauties, drinking and having fun, all showed a trace of embarrassment.

They all felt targeted.

Whether it is really intentional, or just simply following the blind, at this moment, I feel a little resentful in my heart.

This is the effect of insufficient deterrence.

The prince didn't think about it that much. Although there were wonderful songs and dances around, and there were many and lively people, he seemed to be sitting alone in the busy market, drinking boring wine.

Not being provoked does not mean that there is no resentment in the heart.

The prince resisted the old emperor's decision.

Young people... all love face.

If, under the old emperor's order, he would worship a well-known scholar, or a strong man, and he was much older, the crown prince would be willing.

But a peer...even younger than him.

This is hard.

The prince was drunk for two days in the wine shop, and finally, under the urging of the old emperor, he went to Qingquan Mountain to visit Feng Linwen.

When riding the horse and whipping the whip, the prince thought that he should 'seek' the little monk, what qualifications does he have to be his master.

Only after arriving at Qingquan Mountain.

What he saw was completely different from what he expected.

"It's unfortunate that the prince came. Mr. Yifan was not in the mountains at this time and went out for a wander." This is what an old gentleman from Minglu Academy said.

The prince held the whip tightly in his hand, and his whole popularity was shaking.

He is not a fool, how can he not understand, is he avoiding seeing?

The old gentleman looked at the prince's gloomy face, but handed a kit to the prince, and then said: "Mr. Yifan left such a kit before he left, saying that if the prince came to look for it, he would give it to the prince. Prince."

The prince grabbed the treasure bag, threw it smoothly, pulled out the long sword from his waist, and chopped the treasure bag into shreds before he swallowed the sword energy.

"Want to test the prince? Does he have the qualifications?" the prince said indignantly.

Only the next moment, the anger on his face solidified.

Because the bag is empty.

The kits that are broken into shreds, except for the original fabric used for weaving, there is nothing else.

The old gentleman put his arms around~lightnovelpub.net~ with a slight salute, and said with a smile, "Prince's desire to study is dishonest, please come back!"

The prince gritted his teeth and rode away.

After the prince left, the old gentleman hurried back into the house and said to Feng Linhan who was reading a book and drinking tea, "Mr. Yifan! Doing this...isn't it too much! He is the prince after all."

"Prince Prince is young, and he does things with a single impulse, repeated, repeated, and weak. If he still has the heart to visit me after three times, then there is still a lesson to be learned. If not, whoever he is, God King Laozi I can't teach you either." Feng Linwan put down the book and said to the old gentleman.

Feng Linwan had already said that he wanted to be the most legendary and the one with the most limelight.

The simple prince's apprenticeship is not the most legendary.

Even with his identity and age bonus.

He wanted the prince, the willing Sangu Minglu, to kneel at his door willingly and worship him as his teacher.