The old emperor had obviously made up his mind.
The so-called emergency treatment is the only way to seek medical treatment.
If it weren't for the fact that his life span was about to end and he had no one to rely on, the old emperor would not have made such a big concession and compromise.
No matter how intelligent the monk in front of him looks, he is still only a teenager after all.
Feng Linwen picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Let him come! Everything is fate, don't force it." Feng Linhui said.
The old emperor's eyes flickered, quite unhappy.
Even though he was speaking to this extent, the monk in front of him was still making a show of his words, which was a bit too disrespectful to take him seriously as the Emperor of Jingguo and the prince of the dynasty.
"If the prince is mature and stable, why would your majesty come to find me? Why not let him suffer some setbacks while your majesty can still make the decision for him. If you want to make him invincible, you must first frustrate his spirit and let him know how to restrain himself. Rare sword It is only when it is hidden in the scabbard that it is the most frightening." Feng Linyi said.
When the old emperor heard this, even though he knew that the monk in front of him wanted to use tricks to teach his son, he also understood that what he said was reasonable.
Sometimes, because he only has one child, he inevitably dotes on her.
It is not a bad thing for young people to have a temper. If everyone lived like seventy and eighty years old and cunning, the world would not be able to progress.
However, if you have a temper, you cannot be brainless, impulsive, or blind.
And this is often where young people tend to make mistakes.
Someone took advantage of a momentary temper and did something wrong that is irreparable.
The old emperor has returned to the palace.
Then he issued an order for the prince to go to Qingquan Mountain Minglu Academy to find a bald scholar and be sure to worship him as his teacher.
Mingde Street is full of restaurants, restaurants, teahouses and brothels, making it very lively.
Various artists from all over the world have found their own places to perform.
Some shopping vendors walked along the streets, selling many novel and weird things, shouting loudly.
The prosperity of Kyoto is evident on this street.
Zui Huamian's wine is the most fragrant, the beauty is the most eye-catching, and even the ditty... is the most beautiful.
It is also the most expensive to book a private room here and invite a group of friends to play.
Spending money and getting worthy services is called consumption.
Spending money but not getting worthy service is called cheating money.
Zuihuamian sometimes cheated money, but at this moment, the person sitting in Zuihuamian's Xiyuexuan, the best place in Zuihuamian, was hosting a banquet for the young master who had friends with friends. Zuihuamian didn't dare to cheat even if he had a hundred courages.
Although that young man used a pseudonym every time he traveled.
But anyone with a bit of discernment in Kyoto can know who he is.
"Brother Prince! I heard that His Majesty has recently found a monk master for you... or a young master! Why don't you go and pay a visit? Could it be... Hahaha!" A strong man looked at a tall and thick man who was not very 'refined'. Holding the wine glass, he drunkenly said to the tall and handsome young man sitting in the main seat with red lips and white teeth.
This strong man looked rough, but he was from a famous family.
The prince, who looked at the handsome boy, had not yet spoken.
On the left and right sides, there were two strong men from the Forbidden Army disguised as ordinary guards. They knocked the strong man unconscious at the same time and then threw him out of the window.
"A mere lackey of the vassal king wants to alienate the relationship between this prince and his father. If it weren't for his father's sake, it would be more than just breaking two legs." The prince glanced at everyone who was doing this. , said with a cold tone.
He was demonstrating and expressing his abilities.
He... is not a thoughtless puppet, nor a brainless waste.
It's not nothing. If you try to provoke someone, you will be blown up by the fool.
However, if Feng Linwen were here, he would say... too young.
How good would it be to have a stupid and incompetent 'spy' like the strong man from before?
Why should we drive it away and abolish it?
If you really want to kill chickens and scare monkeys, then the method should be more iron-handed.
Throwing people out of the window, what's the point?
On the other hand, the noble lords of Kyoto who were holding beauties in their arms, drinking and having fun all around them all showed signs of embarrassment.
They all felt that they were being targeted.
Whether he really meant it or he was just fooling around, I felt a little bit dissatisfied at this moment.
This is the result of insufficient deterrence.
The prince didn't think much about it. Although there were wonderful singing and dancing around him, and there were many people and lively people, he seemed to be sitting alone in the busy city, drinking dull wine.
Not being provoked does not mean that there is no resentment in the heart.
The prince resisted the old emperor's decision.
Young people... all love face.
If under the old emperor's decision, the prince would be willing to worship a world-famous great scholar or a strong man who is much older.
But one of his peers... was even younger than him.
This is very uncomfortable.
After two days of drunkenness at the Prince's Restaurant, he finally went to Qingquan Mountain to visit Feng Linye at the urging of the old emperor.
When he was riding his horse and raising his whip, the prince wanted to 'ask for advice' from that young monk about his qualifications to be his master.
Just after arriving at Qingquan Mountain.
What he encountered was completely different from what he expected.
"It's unfortunate that the prince is here. Mr. Yifan is not in the mountains at this time and has gone out to travel." This is what an old gentleman from Minglu Academy said.
The prince held the riding whip tightly in his hand, and his whole body was shaking with anger.
He's not a fool, so why don't he understand and avoid it?
The old gentleman looked at the prince's gloomy expression, but handed a brocade bag to the prince, and then said: "Mr. Yifan left such a brocade bag before he left. He said that if the prince came to look for it, he would give it to him. Prince."
The prince grabbed the brocade bag, threw it away, pulled out the long sword from his waist, and chopped the brocade bag into pieces in a flash of sword energy.
"Want to test this prince? Does he have the qualifications?" the prince said angrily.
But the next moment, the anger on his face solidified.
Because there is nothing in the kit.
The broken brocade bag contained nothing but the fabric it was originally woven with.
The old gentleman crossed his arms, gave a slight salute, and said with a smile: "The prince is not sincere in his pursuit of education, please come back!"
The prince gritted his teeth and rode away.
After the prince left, the old gentleman quickly walked back into the house and said to Feng Linyi, who was reading a book and drinking tea: "Mr. Yifan! Isn't this excessive? After all, he is the prince."
"The prince is young, and he does everything with impulsiveness, again and again, and again, and again, and again. If after three times, he still has the heart to visit me, then he still has something to teach me. If not, no matter who he is, I am the King of Heaven. I can't teach him either." Feng Linwen put down the book and said to the old gentleman.
Feng Linwen has long said that he will be the most legendary and the most popular one.
The simple apprenticeship of the prince... can't be called the most legendary.
Even with the bonus of his identity and age.
He wanted the prince to willingly look at Minglu three times, kneel at his door willingly, and worship him as his teacher.
