Father can be an enemy to the country

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 anymore, I have reached the top of my position. But my brothers haven't reached the top yet, they are all Believe it or not, if I am in my thirties and forties and am working hard to climb up, if I dare to make them retreat today, I can let them raise my ancestral grave tomorrow."

"I believe it." Hu Weiyong nodded and smiled: "The superior has the anxiety of the superior, and you have your pursuit. 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 and see whether it is the tip of the spear or the sharp edge 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 nonchalantly, picked up a pair of chopsticks to mix with shredded pig ears, 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 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 tell me, Mr. Han..." How could Feng Sheng have the courage to face Boss Zhu's spear that killed countless people? I still hope that the sky will fall and someone high will be able to hold it up.

"Do you have the courage to raise your shield?"

"Of course." Hu Weiyong cupped his hands toward the north and said with admiration: "My favor minister is the cruelest person next to the one above me. He can endure what ordinary people cannot tolerate, and he also dares to do things that ordinary people dare not do."

As he spoke, he lowered his voice and said: "The superior has ruined his biggest hope for the rest of his life, and also ruined his reputation in 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 Enxiang, 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 when he followed the heckles and helped to punch the opponent.

"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 decisively. Conceal the disdain in your heart.

The Duke of Song was a capable general in military affairs, but politically he was a complete mess.

"As for what Enxiang 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 can do. I 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, sir."

"Alas..." Song Guogong sighed again, tilted his head and drank another glass of wine.

~~

Two days later, His Royal Highness King 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 Supervisor sent a complete set of saddles, and Mu Xiang also sewed noodles for him. After being fully armed, the Great Sage Pingtian is simply extremely handsome.

His Highness the King of Chu thinks it is as handsome as the Bull Demon King's water-avoiding golden-eyed beast...

Now how can His Highness the King of Chu still be able to restrain his eagerness to show off?

He got up early today, ate a few hasty meals, asked Mu Xiang and Eunuch Wang to dress the Great Sage Pingtian neatly, and then he couldn't wait to ride out of Wan'an Palace.

After coming out, he did not go directly to the main hall, but went around to East Erchang Street and passed by the gate of Changyang Palace.

I 'happened' to meet Lao Qi and Lao Ba going out to school...

That's why he got up so early. If he went out at normal times, Lao Qi would have used his gong in the main hall. How about a 'chance encounter'?

"Oh, what a coincidence?" Zhu Zhen pretended to be calm and rode a bull.

"Fuck, what the hell are you riding?" The old man's eyes bulged out.

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 saddlery, a gilt bridle, a yellow silk bridle embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, and a glittering nose ring... It really doesn't look like a big buffalo anymore, it looks like a mythical beast. people.

"It's written, I can't read it." Zhu Zhen crossed his legs. Sure enough, there were four big Chinese characters embroidered on the cheek: flying dragons and phoenixes.

"Walk 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.

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?

This rebellious name can be just called casually in the countryside. If he dares to scream in the palace, and even writes it on the sign to show off, isn't that going to cause trouble for him and his Nyonya?

Only then did Zhu Zhen suddenly remember that when he named the big buffalo, it was as if he wanted to throw a basin into someone else'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 Da Dingfei adds any more words of jealousy, I will inevitably have my butt blossom 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.

"Ba 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. It's a piece of cake to fuck Lao Qi.

"Are you worthy of competing with me?" King Qi curled his lips.

"Don't talk 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 did he ride 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 call it a broken cow?”

"..." Lao Qi didn't dare to belittle the cow anymore. Then he said in turn: "You are worthy of riding a bull."

"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, let's 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 pick 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 all the brothers have you coaxing them around, I'm the eighth one, and you have to snatch it away!"

"How can you say that? We are brothers." Zhu Zhen hugged Lao Ba and rode on the back of the bull, and asked him: "We were supposed to be together, right?"

"Yes, yes." Lao Ba nodded vigorously, feeling that what Sixth Brother said made sense. He also reported on the spot: "Brother Qi 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 only Lao Qi alone, facing each other in the autumn wind...

ps. It’s Chapter 4, keep going...