"His Second Highness has never suffered a defeat since he personally led the army. He is quite as powerful as the eldest prince in the past!"
The person Hamichi was talking about was none other than the tall, black-faced man who was entrusted by Wanyan Heng and held a pair of big bronze hammers. He was the son of the eldest prince Wanyan Zonghan, who was besieging Taiyuan and Capturing the second emperor of the Southern Dynasty, negotiating peace with Xixia, chasing Emperor Tianzuo of Liao, petitioning Wanyan Wu to buy and establish Taizu Sun Wanyan Dan... Nianhan performed outstandingly at almost every important node of the Jin Kingdom. After his death, The only legacy he left for the Kingdom of Jin was his own son, Wanyan Jindanzi.
I saw him holding a hammer in both hands, leading only about ten people into the temple market, and heading towards the direction of the trouble. Without asking, he just picked up the hammer and started beating. With just one blow, five or six people around him were beaten to death, and then Suddenly, there was no one standing within five steps of him.
This decisive move won the love of the fourth prince and Hamichi, especially Hamichi, who was satisfied and appreciative of his old master's descendants. The two looked at each other, and Wanyan Wushu even The feeling of uneasiness that emerged has dissipated a lot.
"Didn't the military advisor say before that he didn't let my nephew chase Atu'er? Why did he take the first place when he reported his merits later?"
Wanyan Wushu had wanted to ask for a long time, but Hamichi had been unhappy in the past few days, leaving him with no angle to speak. Now that the military advisor's expression had softened, the Fourth Prince had not forgotten to get closer to him.
Hamichen smiled and said: "I dare not lie to the Fourth Prince. A Tu'er has indeed not asked His Highness to leave in person, but he has stayed in Kaifeng for a long time. It is understandable that he wants to stretch his muscles and bones, so he I went, and I only found out about it later."
"Fortunately, my nephew went there..." Wanyan Wushu also laughed, "Otherwise, how could we bring back Atu'er's head? How could we make all those Mongolian barbarians die!"
The two of them started to praise Wanyan Jinpinzi... But if Wanyan Heng heard this, he would be more suspicious. After all, he had just asked his second brother, Jinpinzi, two days ago. The look of despair on his face didn't look like he was getting an advantage by fighting with Yue Yun?
Seeing that the temple market was also controlled by the Jin people, and there were constant screams outside the mountain gate and in the temple market, Wanyan Heng quickly asked Yan Shenggong to continue. Something strange had happened today, and he couldn't wait any longer. Incredible.
He knew he couldn't delay, and Daoji became a little nervous. While he kept kneeling down in response to Yan Shenggong's words, he looked worriedly at Taoist Master Huangfu Tan beside him.
The old Taoist priest's face was swollen red, and he seemed to be holding back a lot of pressure. He was mumbling something. Daoji listened carefully and realized that he was cursing continuously.
"Taoist, Taoist!"
The little monk called out twice: "You have no one left!"
Huangfutan snorted loudly, and his beard blew up. If it weren't for the inconvenience now, he would have already started to twist the little bald donkey's ears:
"What are you and us? Master You is not us? You flower monk is not us? It's not 'you' who have no one, it's 'we' who have no one!"
Daoji paused, then changed the words: "We have no one left!"
"Who said we have no one? You are not a human being, I am still a human being! Besides Lao Dao, I don't know how many people there are here! Don't let the little bald donkey have the ambition of others to destroy his own prestige!"
"Then, when will we take action?"
This time, Huangfutan rarely tried to confront him, but kept his mouth shut and didn't say a word.
No matter how much Daoji asked, he couldn't get the old Taoist to tell him anything. Just when Daoji was anxious, he saw Huangfutan standing up directly.
"Taoist priest?"
This was what Daoji wanted to shout, but Wanyan Heng shouted it out first.
Prince Rui's nerves were tense. No matter what happened on the field, nothing could escape his eyes. How could he ignore Huangfu Tan's big move at this time? I just know that this person has a very deep background and is quite famous. Not to mention that many officials in the Jin Kingdom have come to see him. He is a Taoist with a very wide network. I can meet him this time and invite him. It was completely a matter of luck. Who would have expected that this master with no end to his magic dragon would happen to be staying in the city of Bianjing?
Seeing the old Taoist priest making a move at this time, Wanyan Heng hurriedly went up to meet him, only to see Huangfutan walking straight up to Duke Yansheng of Beizong and looking at him from bottom to top.
The look in his eyes made Kong Zheng a little confused, so he opened his mouth and asked:
"What's the matter, Taoist Master?"
"The guy next door to you, spicy, are you the son of that old guy Kong Fan?"
He spoke dirty words and had a strong Sichuan accent. Kong Zheng's expression changed instantly, he pointed at him and said:
"Niubi, why are you so disrespectful to gentlemen?"
Kong Fan was the Duke of Yan who was appointed by Liu Yu when he was still the emperor of Qi. He died two years ago. Later, Yue Fei went north, and the Beizong people fled north. It was not until this year that Kong Zheng succeeded him. The title of Duke Yansheng.
Huangfu Tan was right, but he was not the one who should have said it.
When Wanyan Heng heard this, he couldn't help being secretly shocked. Han people all over the world respected Confucius, and this Taoist priest was really... extraordinary.
"Sven, you're so damn polite!"
While Huangfu Tan was scolding, he unbuttoned his pants directly, and then... peed towards Kong Zheng.
His action was so sudden that no one was prepared, or in other words, no one expected that Huangfutan would start peeing directly at the Daxiangguo Temple, where the Crown Prince of Jin was praying for blessings.
"You're a bitch just like your father. You don't have any ability, it's all about your mouth."
"Nianniannian, after you finish reciting, Prince Guan's birthday has passed, and I'm afraid the bald donkey here will have to celebrate the Holy Ghost Festival!"
"I'm so suffocated."
It wasn't until a smell of odor rushed into his nose that Wanyan Heng realized that it was not that he had lost his soul. Huangfutan's behavior had already greatly humiliated his own emperor!
He was about to speak when he saw Huangfu Tan shudder, and then tremble again... This look made several Kundao masters at the scene blush, and the more daring ones seized the opportunity to take a peek. Look at this scene that I have never seen in my life.
"Somebody come!"
Huangfu took a candid look at Wanyan Heng beside him and asked:
"The one standing above is your father, right?"
After everyone heard this, many people stood up together and looked towards the main hall above. They really saw the fourth prince who was dressed in luxurious clothes and had a strong back and a strong waist.
"what do you mean?"
"I thought I was just here to have fun, but I didn't expect to meet a big one."
Huangfu Tan picked his nose and said, "Strong on the outside but dry in the middle, weak on the inside but tight on the outside. Do you know what the old Taoist said?"
Wanyanheng asked subconsciously: "What?"
"Your home's defense!"
Wanyan Heng was suddenly startled... It was indeed as the Taoist priest said. Everyone's attention was outside the Daxiangguo Temple, and even Wanyan Liang and Wanyan Jinpinzi were sent away by him.
"Got it, kid!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Huangfu Tan shouted:
"The big fish is above, and the Wanyan Wushu is above!"
(End of chapter)
