Chapter 1670 It's all the fault of the little prince
The King of Northern Xinjiang raised a thick eyebrow: "..."
Can you please stop treating your "nephew" longer and "nephew" shorter every day? He is the king of Northern Xinjiang, he wants to save face, okay?
However, he cannot be as knowledgeable as a child.
The young prince sighed regretfully and comforted the King of Northern Xinjiang: "Okay, if you can't, then you won't. It's not a shame. Don't be sad."
King of Northern Xinjiang: "..." I am not sad!
The King of Northern Xinjiang turned around and summoned the most knowledgeable old master in Northern Xinjiang.
The old master immersed himself in research.
Half a day passed. When the young prince woke up from a nap, the old master was still pulling his hair out.
"Well, neither can you." The young prince said helplessly.
The old master who suffered a critical blow and questioned his life said: "..." He can't even solve the problems of a six-year-old child in Yunguo, and half his life's knowledge has been wasted.
After the old master returned, he locked himself in the study for three days and three nights. Finally, he came out dizzy and solemnly stated that he was resigning and was going to study in the country of Yun. He vowed not to come back until he solved the problem of the young prince.
After saying that, the old master fainted - fainted from hunger.
In Northern Xinjiang, the old master is full of peaches and plums. When the peaches and plums heard that the teacher was going on a study tour, they all packed up their bags and prepared to travel together.
The King of Northern Xinjiang went crazy: "You all come back alone!" Who will teach if you are gone!
However, scholars are proud and not afraid of power. If they say they want to study abroad, they must study abroad.
The King of Northern Xinjiang went crazy and was lonely.
He glared at the instigator, the young prince: It's all your fault, little brat!
The young prince said seriously: "Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. I think the old master and his disciples and grandchildren will definitely gain a lot. It's so good."
He put his hands behind his back and walked back to the study in a pretentious manner.
On the verge of anger, the King of Northern Xinjiang called out to Feng Danyuan: Come back quickly! Take your little bastard away quickly...
Feng Danyuan, who was chasing the two Qilin Kings of Southern Xinjiang in full swing, naturally could not hear the call of the King of Northern Xinjiang.
The young prince continued to ravage the Northern Xinjiang King's body and mind day by day.
Because the masters "the world is so big, we have to go see it" left, the students in the royal capital began a long vacation.
The young prince met his good friend - his good niece, Princess En En.
One is smart and precocious, and the other is innocent. The two hit it off immediately, and the two swords merged, making them unparalleled in the world.
Princess Enen, who wanted to be the landlord, enthusiastically took the young prince to play around.
By the way, I squandered a lot of the Northern Xinjiang King's money.
The King of Northern Xinjiang was in disbelief when he received the bill: "Why can two children eat so much money!"
The attendant explained with a trembling voice: "The princess and the young prince invited all the beggars in the capital to have dinner together..."
The King of Northern Xinjiang closed his eyes and hypnotized himself over and over again: He spent money to treat his people to eat. He spent money to treat his people to eat. He spent money to treat his people to eat...
But it still hurts to have so much money!
This is not the scariest thing. The young prince and Princess Enen have played all the fun in the royal capital. Returning to the palace is the peak of his nightmare.
Princess Enen was very interested in firearms, and the young prince volunteered to teach Princess Enen.
Then, the two of them blew up the most splendid palace in the palace and the most beloved palace of the King of Northern Xinjiang.
The King of Northern Xinjiang was also furious: "Bring Zhulan Qiqi Gerien En and Feng Jiayu to Gu!"
The servants, who were trembling with fear from the king's wrath, did not forget to silently correct the North Xinjiang King's slip of the tongue: the princess's name was "Zhulan Qiqi Gerien", and Enen was the name given by the young prince.