While the eldest brother was out making drinks, Yan Bing had nothing to do at home, so he thought about practicing sword practice for a while. Anyway, no one in the courtyard was supervising him now. As a result, as soon as he got up from the couch, the old man came out of the room.
Out.
Yan Bing became depressed instantly and asked with a wry smile: "Master, have you slept well?"
"After being disturbed by that bastard Fengchen, I woke up completely and stopped sleeping." As he spoke, the old man walked to the couch that Yan Bing had just vacated and sat down.
When Yan Bing saw this posture, he could only stand there and pick his fingers in embarrassment.
Now she didn't even want to go back to the house, and she didn't dare to practice sword practice. She didn't know what to do for a while.
As if on purpose, the old man looked up at Yan Bing with a kind expression and said, "Don't you just stand here anymore? If you have this skill, go back to the house to rest and practice again in the evening. I won't stop you as a teacher."
,go Go."
Master's words had reached this point, and Yan Bing couldn't say anything more, so he could only go back to the house and lie down.
I just tossed and turned on the bed for a while, and I felt more and more that I was being held hostage by these three people.
But the master also had good intentions, and she couldn't say anything. She could only hold the mobile phone hidden under the pillow and flip through the information to see if there was anything useful at the moment to kill the boredom.
I flipped through it and looked at it. Maybe I was really tired from practicing sword practice, and I felt a little drowsy.
"Excuse me? Is this the residence of Wang Linfeng, Mrs. Wang?"
A familiar voice instantly woke up Yan Bing who was just about to fall asleep!
Because Yan Bing had only heard this voice yesterday. It was clearly the voice of the second prince, His Highness Prince Qi.
Yan Bing was completely sleepless at the moment. He turned over and sat up, thinking to himself: Humph! Your Highness, the Second Prince, have you come to visit the thatched cottage for the third time!?
He got out of bed, walked to the door, and opened a crack to see what the second prince was going to say.
The old man didn't know who the other party was, he just turned and looked at the entrance of the courtyard.
I saw a handsome young man in his late teens standing outside the courtyard gate, looking at him with a smile.
The old man looked at this unfamiliar "young man" with confusion, and asked slowly: "My child, who are you? What do you want to see me for?"
After hearing this, the second prince stepped forward, came to the old man, and knelt down.
The old man was startled.
It also shocked Yan Bing even more.
But the next moment, Yan Bing began to feel proud, thinking: How dare you spend so much money to invite me to come out!? Well, for the sake of your sincerity, I will meet you.
Thinking of this, Yan Bing wanted to push the door open and go out, but then, he was so shocked by the second prince's words behind him that he almost sat on the ground.
"Unworthy of your grandson, Wang Wenshuo! Meet the Third Grand Ancestor!"
After the second prince finished speaking, he bowed his head.
Yan Bing in the room was instantly in chaos.
What did he call!???Taizu!??Call Master!!???Wait!Wait!!I slowly calculated..., my father's father was called grandpa, grandpa's father was called great-grandfather, and great-grandfather's father was called
Taizu, that means! The old man is the biological brother of the great-grandfather of the current emperor!!?? Such a stingy old man, he is actually a member of the royal family!!??
Looking at the old man again, he laughed, stood up, bent down to help the second prince who was kneeling on the ground, then patted his hand and said: "I didn't expect that Tongyuan's son would be so big!" Time flies by like a cloud of smoke.
..., well! The boy is energetic and understands etiquette, unlike your father who even forgot etiquette when he became emperor."
When the second prince heard this, he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only smile and giggle.
Yan Bing in the room was also speechless, with a smile on his face.
What you said is true, do you still plan to let the emperor, who is more than ten thousand people, kneel in front of you and call you great-grandfather again?
This old man's brain is still not clear. I'll have to give him some indirect criticism later.
The old man grabbed the second prince's hand and exchanged a few more pleasantries. Then he pointed to the small bench next to the daybed and said, "Come here, son, sit down and chat."
The second prince hurriedly raised his hands in salute, lowered his head and said, "My grandson doesn't dare. Third Taizu, please sit down. Your grandson will just stand."
The old man nodded without being polite, raised his buttocks and sat down.
The second prince on the side hurriedly stepped forward to support him, seeing Yan Bing with mixed feelings...
This old man must be very good at reincarnation. He was born in an imperial family, but he decided to give up his position and learn martial arts. He also happened to be extremely talented, and was appreciated by his master to become the leader of the largest martial arts sect.
If you hadn't stumbled into trouble eleven years ago and lost your life, you would have lived a luxurious life at the protagonist's level...
It's a pity that we are now in this situation. Life is really unpredictable, and the big intestine encircles the small intestine...
Yan Bing sighed when he thought of this.
The old man sat down, picked up the teapot on the coffee table and said, "My dear grandson, are you thirsty? Do you want me to pour you some?"
"Your Majesty, your grandson is not thirsty. Please use it, Taizu." The second prince replied humbly.
Hearing this, Yan Bing rolled his eyes in the room and thought to himself: What are you talking about!? The person opposite you is a prince!! Why don't you just ask him if he wants to eat some candies!? Do you know how to chat!??
But Yan Bing's mood at the moment did not affect the old man's composure at all. He just said "oh" and started to sip tea while holding the teapot.
As for the prince Wang Wenshuo, he could only stand like this, motionless.
A strong atmosphere of embarrassment struck Yan Bing directly in the face through the crack in the door.
After sipping the tea, the old man put the teapot in his arms leisurely and asked: "My dear grandson, why did you come here today?"
The second prince on the side seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and hurriedly explained the purpose of his visit: "My grandson came here this time, firstly, to pay a special visit to the third great ancestor, and secondly, because he knew that the third great ancestor had unparalleled martial arts and unparalleled grace, and the great grandson
Sun, with his dull qualifications, has been stagnant for two years in the late Ming Dynasty and still cannot make any progress. I hope that by coming here this time, I can get the guidance of the Third Grand Ancestor and break the shackles."
"Become a disciple?" Hearing this, the old man continued with an embarrassed look on his face: "Let's not talk about it for now. I have already accepted a closed disciple. Even if I break the rules and accept you, then the seniority between you and your father will be messed up. Moreover,
You don’t want the throne anymore?”
When the second prince heard this, he completely froze.
How should I answer this?? I am determined to win this throne!?? Can I say that!??
The second prince was feeling melancholy when he heard several crisp "dong dong" sounds coming from the house behind him.
The two people in the yard raised eyebrows, but the movement quickly disappeared.
The "dong dong" sound just now was the sound of Yan Bing banging his head against the wall...
I have seen people who stepped on thunder, but I have never seen people who stepped on one with one foot!!! Your language art has reached its peak!!! The apprentice is very impressed!!!
Yan Bing shouted in his heart and banged his head against the wall to vent his violent emotions at the moment.
The Second Prince looked at the room behind him, and then at the Third Grand Ancestor, his face full of doubts.
The old man hurriedly smiled and explained: "Oh, maybe my newly recruited disciple has woken up. It doesn't matter. You should first think about how to calculate the seniority between you and your father."
The second prince raised his hands in panic and said: "My grandson's respect for my father is as high as the sky and the sea, and as deep as the stream and the abyss. I don't dare to hurt him in the slightest. I just hope that my grandson will give me some advice. I have never thought about getting started."
Become a disciple."
The old man nodded with a smile, then instantly put away the smile on his face and asked in an extremely serious tone: "Then... where is the throne?"
The second prince was stunned.
Looking at the old man in front of me, who just now looked like a wandering cloud and wild crane, and talked bohemianly, at this moment, he was like the eyes of an ancient god, looking at himself. For a moment, he felt that everything in his heart had been seen through by the old man in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel frightened.
Facing the abyss, words come to my lips, but I can't utter a single word.
Seeing that he was silent, the old man continued in a serious manner: "As far as I know, your third brother has now been granted the title of Crown Prince, and you, being granted the title of Qi Commandery, should have been granted the title of vassal, but you have been slow to do so.
Logically speaking, I have entered the political arena and should not interfere with the political affairs of the court. But after all, you are also my great-grandson. As an elder in the family, I would like to remind you that you must not mess up the etiquette and law of the court for your own selfish purposes.
Don't harm the common people with your greed! I only have so much to say today, please go back."
The old man's words were so resounding that they not only shocked the second prince's mind, but also woke up Yan Bing in the room.
Sure enough, people who have passed a hundred years are considered monsters. Old man, my disciples look down on you. These words are really beautiful.
Yan Bing in the room thought to himself, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and his heart was full of joy.