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210: Mysterious Corpse, Maybe Immortal(2/2)

Tang Yun got up early in the morning, went out to buy something as usual, and carried it to the door.

Don't ask why you are buying something, it is customary to ask.

It's not a shame to come to visit someone without saying anything.

As soon as they arrived at the door, they saw the Seventeenth Prince opening the door and welcoming him as if he had been prepared, and even wanted to take his arm in with him.

Tang Yun turned slightly sideways and handed the gift into his hand. He bowed not far away but said, "I am a servant who speaks lightly and an official has little power. Why should I bother the prince and go out to greet him in person?"

"It should, it should." The prince looked at the gift in his hand and felt a little speechless, but in order to express his importance, he still carried Tang Yun through the door personally.

As for the prince's purpose, Tang Yun knew very well that it was nothing more than to win over him, but it was impossible for him to board the other party's pirate ship, so he always adhered to the attitude of not showing kindness or refusing.

As long as the other party doesn't get angry, he can continue chatting awkwardly with the prince. Anyway, it's not him who is anxious in the end. Tang Yun won't come again this time, there is only one chance~

Serve tea~

Take your seat...

Tang Yun looked around at the group of men and women below, and couldn't help but glance at the prince next to him. Are they trying to make me unable to get off the stage and embarrass me?

Don't blame him for thinking this way, there is something wrong with the atmosphere in this hall. The people below don't seem to be very friendly when they look at him.

Tang Yun glanced at the prince suspiciously and considered his words: "So, the prince means to send the heirs... uh, these royal grandchildren to the academy in Longyang County?"

The prince nodded firmly and said: "Of course, there are now martial arts academies everywhere, but in the final analysis, it was your suggestion, Tang Yun.

Therefore, I must have more detailed considerations about the academy. If I don't let these little guys go to your place to learn, I will save my irritation."

"Forehead……"

Tang Yun thought for a while and realized that this was the prince's curved route to save the country. Since the previous offensive didn't work, he simply forcibly established a relationship.

Make Tang Yun agree?

fart!

Although the emperor has many cubs, and these cubs have also given birth to many cubs, the emperor's New Year's Eve dinner is no more than a flowing table. Although the emperor still can't remember their names, after all, these people are still princes.

The emperor's grandson.

It's okay if nothing happens, but what if something happens?

So Tang Yun simply shook his head and said to the prince with sincerity: "If the prince doesn't wait a few more days, maybe something will turn around. Why bother so much by then?"

"oh?"

The prince was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what he meant. It was nothing more than a matter like the Academy of Aristocratic Family, but the problem was that this matter was aimed at the aristocratic families in the world, but the capital...

To put it bluntly, the academies in the capital have long since become a place for the wealthy and powerful's children to build relationships, but they are still managed by the imperial court in name only.

The prince sighed, glared at the group of guys below with a hateful look, and said: "You should have some knowledge of Jingcheng Academy. It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a mess."

Perhaps things must turn against each other, and the prince's repeated insinuations against his children made them have a rebellious mentality.

Or maybe Tang Yun, the object of ridicule in the past, is now in front of them, and they want to stand up and show that they are better than others.

Then... they broke out.

First of all, there is the number one bit player. Sorry, he is really just a bit player in Tang Yun's eyes, and he is not qualified enough for Tang Yun to remember his name.

Seeing him stand up suddenly, he looked like an arrogant and foolish protagonist who would give up on me. He raised his chin, stared at people with his nostrils, and sneered: "Father, the students of Beijing Academy are all the proud ones of heaven, and they are the best among men.

In terms of strength, knowledge and experience, they are all elites. Even if they behave a little loosely, it is just a leisure activity in everyone's spare time.

I think that even the weakest person from the Capital Academy will be much better than the so-called elites from other small places."

At the end of the sentence, he even looked at Tang Yun eagerly: "I wonder what Mr. Tang thinks?"

"Haha~"

Tang Yun smiled and did not answer yes or no. In his opinion, it was like a child discussing which Aotuman has the strongest combat power, comparing the combat power of American comics and Anhuang, and whether the protagonist in the novel uses a knife or a sword. Similar arguments like this are similar.

.

It's meaningless and childish.

He lowered his head and took a sip of tea. No need for him to say anything, the prince, the father, would take care of this Shabi son for him.
Chapter completed!
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