Yunshe?
This name is familiar to both of them, and there is news that the Qi family was wiped out by him.
"It turns out to be Mr. Yun. I'm sorry."
The eldest prince lowered his posture and said to Yun She.
Even if the other party is now on Lu Feng's side, there is no conflict between them. If the Hou Mansion loses, he might as well take this person under his command.
As for Xiao Luoshan beside him, he handed over his hand. This was his respect for the strong.
"Mr. Yun."
Yun She saw that the two stomachs in front of him had nothing to drink, and a smile appeared on his face. Dealing with these princes was not what he was good at.
However, since he has lived for so long, it is only natural that several princes should respect him.
He can stand it.
"This white tiger was carefully raised by the young Marquis and will not be sold. I hope you two understand."
"Haha, just forget it if Mr. Lu Xiaohou doesn't want to, but Mr. Yun has also seen it. My eye-catching white-fronted tiger is not bad at all. I wonder if..."
Yun She's words only persuaded the eighth prince to retreat, not the eldest prince.
The eye-catching white-fronted tiger was still staring at Po Jun. Xiao Junya knew at a glance what the plan was. She stood in front of Po Jun and said:
"Brother Emperor, Po Jun is unwilling."
The eldest prince just glanced at her and still looked at Yun She.
Yun She lowered his head and looked at the silly tiger. Actually, it wasn't impossible, but he couldn't make the decision.
"If the eldest prince really has this intention, why not let them see him?"
The cage was covered with black cloth, with only one corner exposed, and the tiger inside could be vaguely seen.
This answer naturally opened up the possibility. Without the eldest prince saying anything, an official went over and carefully lifted off the black cloth.
The eye-catching white-fronted tiger with scars on its body appeared in front of everyone. It was indeed strong, but its abdomen was a little flat and it was obvious that it had not eaten.
All I can see is the big white tiger.
"Roar!"
Perhaps he knew why the cloth had to be removed, so the tiger wanted to show off himself.
Everyone focused their attention on the white tiger, wanting to see how the white tiger would react.
Po Jun walked towards the cage with his legs open. When he saw the eldest prince, he couldn't help but curl up his lips slightly. How could this tigress hide from the male tiger that he had hunted with his own hands?
The two tigers gradually approached. The eye-catching white-fronted tiger's tail swayed slightly. He stood on all fours and looked at the tiger of his dreams who was approaching him.
The next moment, Po Jun's tiger claws pointed at its big tiger face and shouted!
"Ouch!!"
Three bone-deep claw marks fell on the face of the eye-catching white-fronted tiger, which made it scream in pain. Fortunately, it was not an injury to the eye.
It looked at Po Jun with accusing eyes, whining in its throat, but it still refused to give up.
When Po Jun stretched out his claws again, the eye-catching white-fronted tiger was frightened and hid in the corner of the cage. It was frightened but wanted to step forward.
After licking the hair on his paws, Po Jun returned to Xiao Junya and rubbed against her.
Just now it felt that this embarrassing tiger was making a lot of noise, and now it is making a lot of noise, and it deserves it!
Yun She, who witnessed the whole process, looked like there was no accident and held his hands in front of several people:
"You must have also seen that Po Jun is not very willing. The hunting is about to begin. I will go over and join the young marquis first."
Seeing it with your own eyes is the real thing, so he didn't stop it just now.
Now the eldest prince couldn't keep them much longer, so he had no choice but to watch them leave.
Xiao Luoshan glanced at the eye-catching white-fronted tiger who was still looking at the white tiger's figure without giving up, and laughed.
"I was scared to death with just one paw. Brother Huang, this tiger is really powerful."
"This tiger was brought out by Lu Feng from the Martial Arts Academy. How can it be compared to this tiger in the mountains? Instead of worrying about this, eighth brother might as well worry about the next hunt."
This hunting was personally proposed by their father, and there were not many times like this.
Before the hunt started, all the officials were chatting with each other, and Lu Qingtian was no exception, so he left Lu Feng alone after letting people stare at him.
Little did they know that a dozen teenagers were sitting together in a circle outside the hunting ground, clasping their hands and staring into the circle.
They are fighting crickets.
"Fuck me! Bite it!"
"Fight back, fight back!"
Several people were shouting, and Lu Feng was very happy among them.
As soon as he came out, he saw these guys playing here. How could he not join in?
At first, those few were scared to death of him, but after playing for a long time, who cares who you are!
Moreover, after hearing from others, it was not the first day that they met Lu Feng, and the first impression took the dominant position at this moment.
"Hahahaha I won!"
Soon there were people holding their own crickets and looking at others proudly.
It’s not like they didn’t have any bets, they all placed bets.
Lu Feng had to pay with a straight face.
He only brought this little when he came out and lost it all...
Fortunately, someone had already come over to let them pass, otherwise the last bit of their family fortune would not have been saved.
Throwing the crickets he caught casually on the ground, Lu Feng patted his butt and prepared to sit down at the table.
It is said to be a place for young people between the ages of fourteen and eighteen to show off their talents, but in fact it is optional, depending on whether your family is strong or not.
Just like Lu Feng, other young masters from aristocratic families had already mounted their horses to the hunting ground, but he was sitting still.
These teenagers were sitting separately from their fathers. Lu Feng took a grape and threw it into his mouth. Looking ahead, he could still see the figure of the emperor.
Next is the prince.
He was sitting in front of him, and sitting not far away was the historian. When Lu Feng looked around, he bumped into the historian.
The historian raised his glass to Lu Feng, who felt that he looked familiar.
However, he still subconsciously raised the cup in his hand and drank it all in one gulp.
It wasn't until I finished drinking that I remembered who this person was.
It's Yun Luohong's biological father.
This dad knows how to make friends with him when he sees the opportunity.
It was okay before, someone was with Lu Feng, but now the people around Lu Feng have never spoken to him, for fear that he would get into trouble.
It's like a mouse meeting a cat.
Lu Feng drank alone and listened to the noise coming from the front.
Above, Emperor Wu was waiting for the hunters to come back. Over there, except Xiao Junya, all the other princes had gone. He was guessing with the civil and military officials who would come out on top.
In terms of force, most people in the court were optimistic about the eighth prince.
He had similar childhood preferences to the current Emperor Wu. He didn't have as many strategies as other princes, but he was courageous.
It's just that this excessive obsession with martial arts has also made many officials dislike him.
The emperor can make a difference in martial arts, but if he is not as good as others in strategy, it will be in vain.
Seeing what Emperor Wu said, Lu Feng looked sideways and saw someone moving a stage not far from here.
Look at this, it's a competition.
