The old emperor had obviously made up his mind.

The so-called emergency is the only way to go to the doctor.

If it weren't for the end of Shouyuan and no one to entrust, the old emperor would not have made such big concessions and compromises.

No matter how wise the monk in front of him looks, after all, he is only a teenager.

Feng Linwan picked up the teacup and took a sip.

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

The old emperor's eyes flickered, and he was quite unhappy.

He has said everything to this point, and the monk in front of him is still making a tone of voice, and he is inevitably a little too disrespectful to him, the Yasukuni Emperor, and not to take the prince seriously.

"If the crown prince is mature and steady, why should Your Majesty come to me? Why not let His Majesty suffer some setbacks while he is still able to make decisions for him. If you want to make him invincible, you need to first thwart his sharpness and let him know how to restrain himself. The rare sword is only when it is hidden in the scabbard, and it is the most terrifying. Feng Linwan said.

When the old emperor heard this, although he knew that this was the monk in front of him who wanted to use means, he adjusted... taught his son, but he also understood that what he said was reasonable.

Sometimes, because he only has such a son under his knees, he is inevitably a little doting.

It's not a bad thing for young people to have a temper, but if everyone lives like a treacherous and cunning man in his seventies and eighties, I'm afraid that the world will not be able to progress.

However, having a temper cannot be brainless, impulsive, or blind.

And this is often where young people are prone to make mistakes.

was taken advantage of by a momentary temper and did irreparable wrongdoing.

The old emperor returned to the palace.

Then he issued an order to let the prince go to Minglu Academy in Qingquan Mountain to find a bald scholar, and be sure to worship him as a teacher.

On Mingde Street, the wine shops, rice houses, teahouses, and green buildings are gathered together, and they are very lively.

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

Some vendors are walking the streets and alleys, selling a lot of new and strange things, shouting loudly.

The prosperity of Kyoto is evident on this street.

The drunken flower sleep wine is the most mellow, and the beauty is also the most eye-catching, even the little song... are the most beautiful.

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

If you spend money, you can exchange it for a worthy service, which is called consumption.

If you spend money, you can't get a worthy service, that's called pit money.

Drunken Huamian is sometimes quite cheap, but at this moment, the one who is sitting in the best Shame Moon Xuan of Drunken Huamian is the son of a fox friend who is feasting on fox friends and dogs, and Drunken Huamian has a hundred dares and does not dare to pit.

Although that son, every time he travels, he uses a pseudonym.

But in Kyoto Castle, anyone with a little eye can know who he really is.

"Brother Prince, I heard that Your Majesty recently found you a monk master... Why don't you go to the meeting? Hahaha!" A strong man who looked at the five big and three thick, not too 'delicate', holding a wine glass, drunkenly said to the handsome and upright young man sitting on the main seat, with red lips and white teeth.

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

The beautiful prince who looked at the birth had not yet spoken.

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

"A lackey of a vassal king, and he still wants to separate the relationship between the prince and his father, if it weren't for his father's face, it wouldn't be as simple as just breaking two legs. The prince's gaze swept over everyone who was doing it, and said in a cold tone.

He was demonstrating and expressing his abilities.

He... Not a thoughtless puppet, not a brainless waste.

It's not anything, if you want to provoke a few sentences, you will be a confused egg.

However, if Feng Linwan was here, he would say... It's too tender.

How good would it be to stay a stupid and incompetent 'spy' like the strong man before him?

Why drive it out and abolish it?

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

What's the deal with throwing people out of a window?

But around, those Kyoto nobles who were still holding their beauties and drinking and having fun showed a trace of embarrassment.

They all felt targeted.

Whether it's really intentional, or just just following the fool, at this time, there is a little bit of resentment in my heart.

This is the effect of insufficient deterrence.

The prince didn't think about it so much, although the surrounding songs and dances were wonderful, and there were many people and lively, he seemed to be sitting alone in the downtown area, drinking stuffy wine.

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

For the old emperor's decision, the crown prince resisted.

Young people... All love face.

If it is under the formulation of the old emperor, worship a well-known university scholar in the world, or a strong person, and he is much older, the prince is willing.

But a peer... Even younger than him.

It's hard.

The prince was drunk for two days, and finally, under the urging of the old emperor, went to Qingquan Mountain to visit Feng Linwan.

When he rode his horse and whipped up, the prince thought that he should 'ask' the little monk what qualifications he had to be his master.

It's just 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 to travel. "These are the words of an old gentleman from Naruka Academy.

The prince clutched the horsewhip tightly in his hand, and his whole popularity trembled a little.

He's not a fool, how can he not understand, this is to avoid?

The old gentleman looked at the prince's gloomy face, but handed over a bag to the prince, and then said: "Before Mr. Yifan left, he left such a bag, saying that if the prince came to find it, he would give it to the prince." ”

The prince snatched the bag of gold, threw it with his hand, and pulled out the long sword at his waist, and in the midst of the sword qi, he had already chopped the bag into pieces.

"Do you want to test Prince Ben? Does he have the qualifications?" said the Prince indignantly.

It's just that the next moment, the anger on his face froze.

Because there's nothing in the bag.

The crumbs were nothing but the fabric used to weave them.

The old gentleman clasped his hands, bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "The prince's heart for studying is not sincere, please go back!"

The prince gritted his teeth and rode away.

After the prince left, the old gentleman walked back to the house quickly, and said to Feng Linwan, who was reading a book and tasting tea: "Mr. Yifan! After all, he is the crown prince. ”

"The prince is young, and he does things with all his momentum, again and again, again and again, and again and again. If, after three times, he still has the heart to visit me, then he will still be taught. If not, no matter who he is, the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't teach him. Feng Linwan put down the book and said to the old gentleman.

Feng Linwan said a long time ago that he wanted to be the most legendary and limelight one.

A simple apprenticeship of the prince... It's not the most legendary.

Even with his identity and age bonus, this is the case.

He wanted the prince, who was willing to look at Minglu three times, and willingly knelt at his door and worshiped him as a teacher.