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Chapter 242 Chunfeng Tower, Chunfeng Tower!

Changsun Chong said, he pointed at it, and then lowered his voice.

"Speaking of which, you may not believe it. Do you know what His Royal Highness is busy with recently?"

Du He picked up a soft and waxy broad bean and threw it into his mouth.

"Who knows what he is busy with every day? It's freezing here. Wouldn't it be nice to drink wine, listen to music, go hunting or something like that? He's so mysterious every day that he doesn't even come out to drink. It's really weird.

I know what I'm thinking, but I'm just too lazy to care about him..."

On the contrary, Zhang Wei stopped his chopsticks and asked curiously.

"I have also been wondering during this period. Our prince has been very mysterious and mysterious every day. What on earth has he been busy with? He even dared to skip the classes of several old masters in the palace. It is really strange. Is he doing this?

Aren't you afraid that these old masters will come to His Majesty to complain?"

"Complain? What complaint? This matter is authorized by His Majesty - to tell you the truth, don't tell anyone, otherwise if His Majesty blames you, no one can save you -"

Changsun Chong snorted coldly, picked up the wine glass, and waved it in front of his eyes.

Seeing that Zhang Wei and Du He both stopped what they were doing and looked over curiously, they spoke slowly.

"It is said that the prince has been staying with that prince during this period - from now on, I think, the old is not as good as the new. In all likelihood, our brothers will have to step aside -"

"These days, His Highness the Crown Prince has been hanging out with that Prince An?"

Du He's eyes widened in disbelief.

"I thought he had something big going on that we wouldn't know about..."

Seeing this idiot's startled look, Changsun Chong couldn't help but frown.

"What are you talking about? Walls have ears. You have been in the East Palace for a while. Don't you know whether you should say this kind of thing?"

After Du He heard this, he sat back angrily and picked up the wine glass with some boredom.

"Anyway, we are the only brothers here - isn't that Wang Zi'an just a country boy? I heard someone said that he even dropped out of the county school - what's the matter? Could it be that Your Majesty has thought about letting him join us brothers in the future?

Attendant reading?"

"Who can say for sure about this kind of thing - our Majesty..."

This was a bit taboo, so Changsun Chong stopped talking mid-sentence and raised his glass to drink. Zhang Wei raised his glass knowingly and changed the topic.

"However, this Prince An is indeed very lucky. Not only can he be favored by His Majesty, but he has also made great contributions in this battle with the Turks. I guess the day when he will be granted this title is not far away. You guys said you will grant him a title?"

What title..."

Regarding the possibility of Wang Zi'an being knighted, Zhang Wei and Changsun Chong said this. Apart from being a little unhappy about having their limelight stolen by such a person, they had no other thoughts.

They are all the eldest sons of their parents, and will inherit the title of Duke of their father in the future.

No matter how awesome Prince An is, can he still be granted the title of Duke?

But Du He was different. As the second son in the family, it was not his responsibility to inherit the title. Until now, he was just an escort in the East Palace, and there was no hope for the title.

Hearing Zhang Wei mention this, he couldn't help but add sourly.

"He's just a bumpkin from the countryside. Even though he's so proud now, he actually has no foundation. A rabbit's tail can't grow - look at how many people he tricked some time ago and treated them like fools. Do you think everyone has come to their senses?

Don’t deal with him? What’s more—”

Having said this, Du Heyang raised his eyebrows in a strange tone, pointed to the next door, and deliberately raised his voice.

"What's more, he also offended Wang Tong. I don't believe that Wang Tong can swallow the bad breath? Anyway, if it were me, I would be bullied like this by a bumpkin. I would definitely not be able to bear it. If I don't take this breath, I will never be able to bear it in the future.

If you still have the nerve to hang out in Chang'an, you might as well buy a piece of tofu and get hit and killed..."

Just to see if the prince is unhappy, since this piece of shit appeared, His Highness the Crown Prince has become much more quarrelsome with himself and others.

If you can just give him some eye drops, then why not do it?



Next room.

Wang Tong, who was still trying to calm down, turned pale, and the hand holding the wine glass could not help but tremble slightly.

He naturally knows who is next door.

Naturally, he did not dare to offend Chang Sun Chong and the others, and vented all his hatred on Wang Zi'an.

It was this bitch who first disgraced himself at the Kong Mansion, and then trampled his own arm in Wannian County!

Let yourself become a laughing stock among the powerful circles in Chang'an.

Although he didn't tell anyone about it, how could it be possible to hide it from others when the matter was so big and there were so many people at the time?

Therefore, the story of Wang Tong's arm being broken instead of tricking someone has been circulated in countless different versions among the aristocratic circles of Chang'an.

Although everyone wouldn't say it to their faces when they saw such a pretentious person suffer a loss, they were naturally happy to see it.

These days, even though I have been hiding here, I will inevitably encounter a few talkative, careless and snoring dogs.

Although I knew that those bullies were all ill-intentioned and only wanted to make fun of me, everyone was able to maintain their reputation. No one would speak so directly and unpleasantly like the three people next door.

"Brother Wang, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do at home, so I took a step forward. In a few days, I will be a host and invite some brothers to drink at Wanhualou-"

The rooms in Taoran Restaurant are well decorated, and the sound insulation effect is pretty good. If you don't make loud noises, they basically won't affect each other, so the sound from next door is intermittent and you can't hear it clearly. But then it was too quiet in their room.

Plus Du He was a little bit irritated, how could they still not figure out who the other party was?

That was when the right servant shot the young master of Cai Guogong Du Ruhui's family!

If you can be in a small circle with him, do you need to think too much?

I can't afford it, I can't afford it!

At this moment, if anyone dares to say anything harsh to Wang Tong, he should run away quickly.

At this moment, other people also reacted, and one by one they took the opportunity to stand up, confessed again and again, and left the place as if they were running away.

It was obvious that the young master of the Wang family was extremely angry. He was too small in stature to bear it or interfere with it.

Looking at the instantly empty room and the wine table with messy cups and plates, Wang Tong's face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face.

He gritted his teeth and spit out a name viciously.

"Prince An——"



Wang Zi'an, who was cared about by so many people, didn't know that he had become a sweetheart in everyone's eyes again.

He got up early in the morning and took advantage of his interest to do a set of Tai Chi in the yard - in fact, he had always wanted to test the power of his big hammer, but unfortunately he could not find a suitable weapon. He once tried to let Lao Wen

My uncle helped me fight a couple——

But the materials in Old Uncle Wen's hands were completely inappropriate. When they were typed out, they looked quite big and heavy, but they didn't feel at all in his hands. They were still too light and there was no feeling at all.

“I don’t know what material Li Yuanba’s pair of big hammers were made of back then——”

Wang Zi'an shook his head with regret, saying it was boring.

Ever since he got the thirty-sixth Tiangang Ax from Niu Jinda and passed it on to Cheng Yaojin and others, for some reason, he suddenly had a bold idea...

ps: I didn’t get home from get off work until half past ten. I hurriedly worked on it and finished a chapter. I will definitely make up for it tomorrow.


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