Seeing the indignant Cheng Tianlin, Song Huan couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.
What kind of 2G network is this guy? Before the situation was clear, he came to confront me!
But seeing that he is not even afraid of himself as a prince, he must feel very sorry for his sister.
It is enough to show that although this guy is too reckless, once he identifies someone, he will follow him wholeheartedly!
Seeing that the frightened Cuimei seemed to be going out to fetch reinforcements, Song Huan calmly shook his head.
Cheng Tianlin wants to seek justice for his sister, which is understandable.
If Emperor Liang is really alarmed, this guy will definitely be punished!
And, more importantly.
A bold idea suddenly popped into Song Huan's mind -
Wouldn't it be wonderful if you could subdue this pioneer general and let him be used by you and follow you wholeheartedly?
After making this decision, Song Huan deliberately shouted loudly: "The great general suddenly attacked me!"
"Don't talk about martial ethics!"
"Nice work!"
Sure enough, Cheng Tianlin's fist stopped in mid-air for an instant.
Did you hear it right?
The entire capital was known as a idiot. Instead of begging for mercy at the first moment, he scolded himself for conducting a sneak attack...
"joke!"
"I, Cheng Tianlin, am an upright and upright man!"
"How dare you say that I'm evil?"
Song Huan straightened his collar and said calmly: "If you don't act like this, how can you suddenly run in and carry out a sneak attack while I am unprepared?"
"If you have the ability, just compete with me openly and honestly!"
As soon as Song Huan said these words, all the eunuchs and maids around him were shocked.
Who is Cheng Tianlin?
This is General Cheng who made great achievements in the northwest war!
This is a great hero who was named the Pioneer General by Emperor Liang when he was only seventeen years old!
This is the gifted God of War in the hearts of thousands of soldiers!
Although the fourth prince is quick-thinking and extremely intelligent.
But if you want to compete with General Cheng, you are simply throwing an egg at a stone and overestimating your own capabilities!
Who on earth lent the Fourth Prince such courage to dare to challenge General Cheng?
"Your Highness, stop it! There are all General Cheng's cronies outside..."
"You have a good talk with General Cheng now. It's still too late to shake hands and make peace! Don't get carried away!"
"Your Highness, please wait. I will invite your Majesty to come over and deliver justice to you..."
"Shut up, everyone!"
Song Huan was very annoyed and interrupted the chatter of his servants.
"How is it, General Cheng?"
"Do you dare to compete?"
Cheng Tianlin was instantly laughed out of anger.
"You're just insulting me!"
"Tell me, what are you competing for?"
"What will you do if you lose?"
Song Huan blinked his eyes and said fearlessly: "You are a reckless man, and if I compete with you in reciting poems, wouldn't I be bullying you?"
"Competition, of course, is a competition of strength and martial arts!"
"If I lose, I will naturally be at your mercy without any complaints!"
"but……"
"If you lose, you have to be my king's younger brother. Everyone in front of you and everyone behind you will call me 'big brother'!"
"Any questions?"
"Hahahahaha..."
Hearing Song Huan say this, Cheng Tianlin couldn't help laughing.
He started practicing martial arts when he was five years old. Looking at the entire army, he is also at the peak of martial arts!
This idiot, who couldn't even defeat the little hooligans in the city, still had the courage to challenge himself?
What a big joke!
"good!"
Cheng Tianlin's eyes were bright and he agreed immediately.
"That's what you said!"
"If I win, you can do whatever I want without any complaints!"
"Come on! How about a show of strength?"
Song Huan thought for a moment and his eyes drifted to the large water tank in the yard.
"Okay, then I'll compete first to see who can move this big copper vat!"
"how?"
Following the direction of Song Huan's finger, everyone turned their attention to the large water tank in the yard.
This copper vat is more than half the height of a person. It rained for half the night last night, and it was filled with rainwater.
A rough calculation shows that it must weigh at least five to six hundred kilograms!
General Cheng might still be able to move it reluctantly.
But how much does the fourth prince weigh? The eunuchs and maids around him still have a sense of proportion...
Cuimei looked worried and tried to persuade Song Huan: "Your Highness, please stop making trouble!"
"General Cheng has a hot temper. If he wins..."
Most of the slaves around him were just eating melons, but Cuimei was the only one who really cared about her.
Song Huan was moved and reached out to pat Cuimei's little head.
"Don't worry, your Highness, I can't bear the loss!"
Head-touching was not an overly intimate act originally.
But Cheng Tianlin saw this and thought it was a sign of Song Huan's frivolity!
He treats the maids around him like this every day!
No wonder he deliberately kidnapped his sister into the palace and took her by force!
I still don’t know how desperate my sister would be when she was in jail that night...
Thinking of this, Cheng Tianlin's contempt for Song Huan grew even more.
I even began to regret it a little. Why did I impulsively agree to this idiot's request for a competition?
If this matter were to spread, wouldn't it be a disgrace to his reputation as a general?
If he wins, he will feel somewhat defeated.
If you lose...
No, how could I lose to this idiot in terms of force!
Song Huan saw Cheng Tianlin's hesitation and couldn't help but mocked: "Could it be that General Cheng escaped from the battle because he saw the weight of the copper vat?"
"It doesn't matter, surrender and lose half the battle!"
"fart!"
Being provoked by Song Huan, Cheng Tianlin suddenly became furious, and his originally dark face turned red.
"Am I going to run away?"
"You should watch carefully, lest you don't even know how you lost later!"
After saying that, Cheng Tianlin strode to the yard and walked around the copper vat.
Suddenly, Cheng Tianlin stopped suddenly in front of the copper vat.
He took a steady stance and shouted loudly at the same time.
"drink!"
I saw veins popping out on his forehead, his arms wrapped around the copper vat, his feet kicked down, and he exerted force——
"Bah!"
Buzz…
Under the amazed gazes of all the slaves, Cheng Tianlin blushed and moved the copper vat about ten centimeters off the ground.
"Good guy! The tank is moving, it's really moving!"
"It is said that General Cheng can carry a cauldron. I thought he was bragging! When I saw it today, it turned out to be true..."
boom!
Hearing a loud bang, Cheng Tianlin gasped and smashed the copper vat to the ground again.
"Fourth Prince, how are you?"
"It's your turn now!"
"It doesn't matter, surrender and lose half the battle!"
Cheng Tianlin was very proud and looked at Song Huan with some gloating.
This copper vat was really heavy, and it took a lot of effort to lift it.
Just because the idiot prince with two ounces of meat on his arm in front of him still wants to challenge himself?
It’s just a ridiculous dream!
