Sure enough~

As soon as Aotian finished speaking, before Tang Yun could swallow the tea in his mouth, the prince exploded. He gave Aotian a clean slap with his hand, and the palm print formed by his true energy was instantly printed on Aotian's cheek.

Just like the old man in the park playing top, Brother Aotian screamed in agony, with a bunch of bloodshot eyes and a few broken teeth. He covered his face and spun around for several times before falling to the ground with a thud.

Tang Yun smacked his lips, chuckled and shook his head: "Oh~ this is the result of not studying hard. As long as you can listen to something, you won't get beaten."

Dissuade a fight?

nonexistent.

Tang Yun is such a fine person, of course he can tell that he is acting, but he is as steady as an old dog and does not talk to him. Brother Aotian has no steps to step down, so the prince can only bite the bullet and continue to act.

According to the routine, Tang Yun had to break up the fight, but this guy had a bad taste. Instead of breaking up the fight, he poured a ladle of oil on it.

This is embarrassing.

What can the prince do? He can't really kill his son, right?

This guy was also an old fox. He grunted, sat down angrily, and scolded: "Come here, pull him down here, and he won't be allowed to go out for half a month."

A soft and graceful woman came forward with tea and said softly: "Father, calm down. My brother has been rude to the guests. I will apologize for my brother's fault. I hope you will forgive me."

"Rourer is still sensible." The prince took the step, the anger on his face faded a bit, and looked at Tang Yun next to him: "This is my little girl, her name is Li Qingrou."

"I've met the princess."

Tang Yun nodded slightly. At his level, he could only salute the bosses of the six tribes, or the great Confucians, princes, and the like. For such emperors, grandsons, and princesses, a nod was enough.

Asking Li Qingrou to step back, the prince lowered his voice and said: "Actually, the matter of submitting the name card before was not really about concluding a marriage with the Lord, but the capital... I want to think more about my family and children."

The prince calls himself me, obviously trying to show his true feelings.

Everyone was into the drama, and Tang Yun naturally followed suit. He smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, a disaster is about to break out in this world. How can there be a safe place? The most peaceful place is the capital."

Gan!

The prince gritted his teeth in his heart, this was too difficult for him.

He had to look at Tang Yun's facial features again, and a doubt arose in his mind: Is this guy really only in his twenties? This kind of wrangling skills is comparable to those of the old people in the court, especially his face...

After wrangling for more than half an hour, from ancient and modern history to monsters and troubled times, from astronomy and geography to human nature, the prince tried his best, but Tang Yun was surprised to be able to smooth things over for him without taking the initiative to break the layer of paper.

As a last resort, the prince used a trump card and sighed: "Yesterday, my father told me that the blood demon has been eradicated."

"But it is so. The land of the three states no longer has to worry about the trouble caused by the blood demon." Tang Yun looked quite sad, nodding his head and sighing.

"???" The prince was just about to take advantage of the situation and talk about Yunzhou and Longyang County, but who knows, Tang Yun's words about "three states" blocked his words.

Can I fuck you?

The prince gave up. He found that once he wanted to reveal his purpose, Tang Yun would casually pull it away with the next sentence, not giving him a chance to continue.

When it comes to speaking skills, the other party seems to be more fluent than him.

no!

Last resort!

He gave his daughter Li Qingrou a wink and excused himself to leave temporarily. Only Tang Yun and his juniors were left in the hall, and the atmosphere gradually became awkward.

If at the beginning, everyone was jealous, sarcastic, and contemptuous of Tang Yun, then after seeing the Tai Chi conversation between Tang Yun and the prince, they had completely abandoned those ridiculous ideas.

This guy is too sophisticated.

Of course, in addition to smart people, there are still some idiots like Brother Aotian before. They still maintain their attitude and think that Tang Yun is a big talker who can only brag and compare.

But with the example of Brother Aotian being beaten in front of them, they definitely didn't dare to take the lead, otherwise what awaited them would no longer be a slap in the face, but a more tragic end.

Li Qingrou pursed her lips and said softly: "I wonder how strong your master is now? Can you talk to Qingrou?"

"Ninth grade." Tang Yun didn't even blink and spoke nonsense.

Now, except for Luo Heng, the emperor and a few big guys who showed up at the time, and Nie Yu and his group who had fled, no one in the world knew that Tang Yun had reached the eighth level.

This was the main reason why he went out to find the exercises. In addition to the fact that the imperial court's exercises were not top-notch, rashly exchanging the exercises would also attract the attention of interested people, and there was no way he could hide his strength.

Tsk~

Ninth grade?

There is no doubt that Tang Yun's answer made some people unable to help but speak out, their eyes full of ridicule and contempt.

Unconsciously or not, an erratic voice suddenly sounded: "So the Zhenwu Pavilion has been reduced to this point, allowing ninth-grade warriors to guard one side?"

Tang Yun nodded in agreement and sighed: "Yes, now facing the world's disaster, the Zhenwu Pavilion is short of manpower. Why don't elites like you in the capital write letters to outsiders and make contributions? I think if this is the case, we will not be able to do it.

I’ve been forced to put it on the shelf.”

"..." Everyone looked at each other in silence, with extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

This guy's mouth is too venomous. When facing the prince, he is fashionable and not too aggressive. Most of the time he avoids the topic tactfully. But when facing them, he seems to be a different person and his words are extremely sarcastic.

Tang Yun took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Ninth grade, it's not worth mentioning. There are one, two, and three ninth grades here. If I sit in this position, I will definitely do better.

You can go up to me, really."

"..."

Li Qingrou suddenly felt tired. Before she started flirting, her pig teammates started to hold back. She seemed to yell: I'm too difficult.

Tang Yun smiled half-heartedly and glanced at Li Qingrou, whose pretty face was hesitant and angry, with his peripheral vision, and looked at the guys who were obviously on the same front as Brother Aotian.

After thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and spoke in a persuasive manner: "Why do the elders in the family always criticize and lecture you so much? Are they always criticizing and scolding you? You just sit back and accept the insults, haven't you thought about why?"

"Yes, why?" Several people were obviously struck by what he said and began to think.

Tang Yun didn't give them a chance to think at all, and then said: "Because they gave you your life, what you spent from childhood to adulthood, what you eat, drink and enjoy.

As the saying goes, you have a weak tongue and a short hand when taking advantage of others. In this case, do you have the right to be disobedient? You can only complain in private, but you cannot spread it, otherwise it will damage your reputation."

"Yes, that's right!"

These people suddenly realized something and had a sudden enlightenment. They felt that the clouds had dispersed and the fog suddenly cleared. They looked at Tang Yun eagerly: "Sir, if it were you, how should we solve this problem?"

"It's very simple, just be independent."

Tang Yun slapped his thigh and said with some excitement: "This is just like doing business. You owe your parents too much now, so naturally you can't hold your head high in front of them.

Suppose you make money, achieve great achievements, and even His Majesty appreciates you, will your parents still criticize you harshly? Will you be able to straighten your back? "

Not only these people, but also Li Qingrou couldn't help but listen attentively, with hesitation on his face: "It seems... that's the truth, but what should we do?"

Tang Yun lowered his voice: "How to do it? You are the emperor's grandson, with an extraordinary status. Even if you are transferred out, who dares not to give you face? In order to please you, those people must not work hard to make meritorious service?

Once you make achievements, as their superiors, you will naturally share in the profits. When you have accumulated enough, won't you be able to come back with your heads held high?"

Damn it!

Is there such an operation?

Is that true? The more I think about it, the more it makes sense.

Wonderful~

Just as Tang Yunchang was about to serve the tea, Li Qingrou suddenly poured it for him and topped it up, as if signaling him to continue.

After coughing a few times, Tang Yun moistened his throat, and then said: "You should also have some acquaintances, older friends. Have they all gone out in the past few years?"

"Yes, what you said is absolutely true." Everyone nodded.

Tang Yun spread his hands: "Although we are well-dressed and well-fed here, we are still suffering from oppression. In this life, what we live for is the tone in our hearts. Would you rather live in frustration, or live with your head held high?"

Everyone was so excited and enthusiastic about it that they clenched their fists and said without hesitation: "Of course it's the latter."

Tang Yun clenched his fists to encourage them: "Then go for it. Dreamers are the most beautiful. How many opportunities do you have to fight in life? If you don't fight now, how can you show off your past glory to your children and grandchildren in the future?"

How could these young men be Tang Yun's opponents? After a few words, they were deceived into not knowing what was going on and what was going on. They made up their minds with excitement and were full of gratitude to Tang Yun.

We were so stupid that we all misunderstood Mr. Tang.

Rumors are harmful to people. Mr. Tang is worthy of being the person who can establish the martial arts academy. He is really a good person.

Show me a clear path for me, I am ashamed of myself...

Even Li Qingrou was holding her pink fist and looking eager to try. She completely forgot about her parents and grandma's previous instructions to her, and was only thinking about proving her abilities...

Ever since~

When the prince came back with satisfaction, he found that there was no one in the hall, except for Tang Yun, who was slowly sipping tea and eating cakes, looking very leisurely.

???

Damn it?

what happened?

what's the situation?

Tang Yun saw him, stood up and stepped forward, lowering his voice in a familiar voice: "There are no outsiders here, and neither you nor I speak foreign words, Prince. Your purpose is very clear to me.

Thank you for your cooperation. I just went out deliberately to give me a chance to speak. Now that the matter is settled, I have to say goodbye. The prince will not see me off..."

???The prince was confused and watched Tang Yun leave quickly.
To be continued...