Immortal Residence, in a single room on the second floor.
"I'm not scolding you." Feng Sheng hurriedly changed his words: "I'm scolding... scolding this matter. I don't care, I have already reached the top of the supreme minister. But my brothers haven't reached the top yet, they are all
Believe it or not, if I am in my thirties or forties and am working hard to climb up, if I dare to make them retreat today, I will let them raise my ancestral grave tomorrow."
"I believe it." Hu Weiyong nodded and smiled: "The superiors have their anxieties, and you have your pursuits. When the two conflict, it is called a conflict."
"Then how to resolve this conflict?" Song Guogong asked.
"Let's see who gives in." Hu Weiyong said calmly: "If you don't give in, you have to touch it and see whether it is the tip of the spear or the sharp point of the shield."
"Hiss..." These words made Song Guogong lose his drunkenness all of a sudden, and he looked at Hu Weiyong again. He didn't expect this rising star to be so bold.
"Don't dare to say such nonsense."
"I'm just imagining for you, you are contradicting your superiors, what does it have to do with the truth?" Hu Weiyong smiled carelessly, picked up a chopstick to mix the pig ear shreds, and chewed with relish:
"However, it probably won't get to that point. Looking at my father's courage, I'm afraid you will kneel down as soon as the superior's sharp spear is raised."
"Alas..." Feng Sheng slumped down and drank a glass of wine, unable to refute at all.
Hu Weiyong ignored him and drank and ate food leisurely, as if he was watching the fire from the other side and it had nothing to do with him.
"Then you say, Mr. Han..." How could Feng Sheng have the courage to face Boss Zhu's spear that killed countless people? He should still hope that the sky would fall and someone taller could stand up to him.
"Do you have the courage to raise your shield?"
"Of course." Hu Weiyong cupped his hands toward the north and said with admiration: "My favored minister is the cruelest person next to the one above him. He can endure what ordinary people cannot tolerate, and dares to do things that ordinary people dare not do."
As he spoke, he lowered his voice and said: "The superior has ruined his greatest hope for the rest of his life, and also ruined his reputation throughout his life. At the moment, Han Yike and his gang are still not knowing whether to live or die, and they have set off a prison in Fengyang. With my kindness to Eunxiang,
Understand, he will never swallow this breath, even if he doesn’t steam the steamed buns, he will fight for this breath!"
"What will he do? Do you want us to cooperate?" When Song Guogong heard this, he was very excited and asked him to take the lead in challenging the emperor. He didn't dare, but he was very bold to follow the booing and fight, and to help with punches.
"Absolutely not. If the superiors think that the civil and military ministers are going to join forces to challenge him, he will definitely overturn the table." Hu Weiyong shook his head flatly, hiding his disdain.
The Duke of Song was a capable general in military affairs, but politically he was a complete mess.
"As for what Enxiang Hui will do, he didn't communicate with me, and I didn't ask. Let's just wait and see what happens."
"Oh, okay." Song Guogong sighed helplessly and said depressedly: "In this court, I am tied up in everything I do and can't use my abilities at all. It's really suffocating! It's better to go to the battlefield and be a pioneer officer and move forward indomitably.
Kill them as fast as you can!"
Hu Weiyong poured him wine and said: "The world is in peace, and the chances of fighting are getting less and less. You have to get used to it if you are not used to it, sir."
"Alas..." Song Guogong sighed again, raised his neck and drank another glass of wine.
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Two days later, His Royal Highness the King of Chu finally returned to the main hall to resume classes.
In fact, he originally wanted to stay in the hospital for a few more days, but the Royal Horse Superintendent sent him a complete set of saddles, and Mu Xiang also sewed the dough for him. After being fully armed, the Great Sage Pingtian looked extremely handsome.
His Highness the King of Chu thought it was as handsome as the Bull Demon King's water-avoiding golden-eyed beast...
Now how can His Highness the King of Chu be able to restrain his eagerness to show off?
He got up early today, ate a few bites of rice, asked Mu Xiang and Eunuch Wang to dress the Great Sage Pingtian neatly, and then rode out of Wan'an Palace eagerly.
After coming out, he did not go directly to the main hall, but deliberately went around to East Erchang Street and passed by the gate of Changyang Palace.
I 'happened' to meet Lao Qi and Lao Ba going to school...
This is why he got up so early. If he had gone out at normal times, Lao Qi would have already used his kung fu in the main hall. How could he meet by chance?
"Oh, what a coincidence?" Zhu Zhen pretended to be calm and rode a bull.
"Holy shit, what the hell are you riding?" The old man's eyes bulged out of his head.
It is said that people rely on clothing, Buddha relies on gold clothing, and the same goes for cows. The Great Sage Pingtian added exquisite saddles, gilded bridles, yellow silk saddles embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, and glittering nose rings... Indeed
It doesn't look like a big buffalo anymore, it looks like a mythical beast that scares people.
"It's written with words, I can't read it." Zhu Zhen crossed his legs. Sure enough, there were four big Chinese characters embroidered on his cheek.
"Walking in front of the emperor?" the old lady said in a sweet voice.
"What do you mean?" Lao Qi was even more confused.
"Look over here." Zhu Zhen pointed to the other side.
The two of them walked around to the other side and saw four words written on it -
"The King of Chu's Cow?" Lao Ba read again.
"Hey, that's right, this is my king's cow, and my father has given me permission to walk in front of him." Zhu Zhen said proudly.
In fact, he originally planned to write the license plate of "Pingtian Monkey King" on the dung bag of the cow's butt.
However, Miao Shanggong, Wang Eunuch and Mu Xiang jointly persuaded him to do so.
His father is the emperor, how come his cow is as high as the sky? Then doesn’t Boss Zhu have to call this cow daddy?
It's okay to call this rebellious name casually in the countryside. If you dare to call it in the palace, and even write it on a sign to show off in the market, isn't that going to cause trouble for him and his mother?
Only then did Zhu Zhen suddenly remember that when he named the big buffalo, it was as if he wanted to throw a pot into someone's body and cry in mourning. It was more or less intended to vent his anger.
If you call me that now, your father will inevitably feel uncomfortable hearing it. If that bitch like Concubine Da Ding adds some more words of jealousy, you will inevitably end up with your butt again...
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"Hey, what did I think it was? It turns out to be a broken cow." King Qi said with disdain.
"Po Niu? What did I ride out of Hangu? It's the Big Green Ox." Zhu Zhen's talk is now different from what it used to be, and it's a piece of cake to fuck Lao Qi.
"Are you worthy of competing with me?" King Qi curled his lips and asked.
"That's not talking about me. What did Guangwu of Han Dynasty ride on the battlefield? It was an ox." Zhu Zhen then said, "Li Mi hung a book on the horn of an ox. What was he riding on? It was an ox. And when my father was a child, he rode an ox."
What, it’s also a cow. How dare you say it’s a broken cow?”
"..." Lao Qi didn't dare to belittle the cow anymore. Instead, he said, "You are worthy of riding a cow."
"Hahaha, Lao Qi, have you been beaten again?" Zhu Zhen asked with a laugh.
"No!" Lao Qi blushed.
"Looking at the way you walk, you either have hemorrhoids or your buttocks are smashed," Zhu Zhen said urgently.
"I want you to take care of it!" Lao Qi stomped his feet angrily, pulling Lao Ba away with an envious face. "Let's go, we ignore him!"
"Lao Ba, do you want to ride a bull to school together?" Zhu Zhen asked Lao Ba with a smile.
Lao Ba nodded vigorously.
"Come here and let Lao Wang carry you up." Zhu Zhen smiled and extended a friendly hand.
"Brother Seven, I'm going to find Brother Six..." Lao Ba hesitated, but finally couldn't resist the temptation of riding a bull. He broke away from Lao Qi and fell into Lao Liu's arms.
"You! You did it on purpose!" Lao Qi was so angry that his nostrils were as big as the Bull Demon King. "It's not enough that my brothers let you coax them around. I'm the only one here, and you want to rob me!"
"How can you say that? We are brothers." Zhu Zhen put his arms around Lao Ba and rode on the back of an ox, and asked him: "We were supposed to be together, right?"
"Yes, yes." Lao Ba nodded vigorously, feeling that what Sixth Brother said was too reasonable. He even reported on the spot: "Seventh Brother is so petty, saying bad things about you behind your back all day long..."
While the two were talking, they rode off on their oxen, leaving Lao Qi alone, facing each other in the autumn wind...
