Chapter 557

Song Gongzi had never suffered such a great humiliation in his life.

Is this proper?

This is not proper at all.

He quickly pulled up his belt and shouted:

"Where are the people outside? Are they all eating dry food?"

He was talking about the servants he brought with him.

"Even if you shout your throat out, they won't come." Li Mo shook his head.

"Boss."

The young ladies who had been hiding nearby just now all ran behind him.

Song Gongzi was stunned. He thought this was a little familiar, but he still said with a sullen face:

"You ignorant thing, you are doing business here, do you know who I am surnamed Song?"

Hua Nongying was still pinned down at this time, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but look at Li Mo with a complicated expression.

"We don't do needlework here, please go out."

Li Mo had already seen it with the God's Eye of Destiny, and stood still.

Song Gongzi was surprised at first, and then his face turned red quickly, and the veins on his forehead were jumping.

He recognized who the person was. It was the famous Qianlong No. 1 in the Imperial Capital, the little tyrant of the God Hammer.

After all, the Jiangshan Shejitu covered the whole city that day, and it was hard not to see it.

He looked at Li Mo and said viciously:

"Qianlong No. 1 is so powerful? What's the use of being powerful? In the Imperial Capital, it's all about identity and background..."

"Foster father, what's the matter?"

Zhong Zhenyue walked in with a knocked-out servant and laughed:

"These evil slaves said they were from the Song Shangshu Mansion. Can I believe them? Song Shangshu is in charge of the Dayu etiquette. Can he come here to wash his feet? Is this polite? This... Ouch?"

He looked at Mr. Song in surprise and blurted out:

"Song Qian?"

"???"

Mr. Song shrank his neck and took two steps back.

"Who is a stumbling block when my journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step?"

Xie Xuan also stepped in and spit out the grass roots in his mouth, like a wild dog that was about to go out hunting.

"Okay, okay... Let's go!"

Song Qian's face changed.

Without saying a word, he pulled up his pants and walked around several people, his steps getting faster and faster, as if there was a ghost chasing him.

"Huh?"

Looking at the back of the other person who only regretted that his parents didn't give him two less legs, Li Mo was stunned.

No, he just thought that the most classic part of showing off in front of others and pretending to be awesome was coming.

I haven't started yet, how come it's over?

"What happened?" Li Mo looked at the two of them in confusion.

Zhong Zhenyue touched the back of his head: "Oh, I didn't know much when I was a child..."

As everyone knows, the King of Zhennan is the military god of southern Xinjiang, the only remaining god general of Dayu, and has been guarding the border.

This led to Zhong Zhenyue's lack of fatherly love when he was young, especially the kind of landslide...

When he was young in the Imperial Capital, he was probably not much worse than the little devil Li Mo in Qinghe Town, and Song Qian was one of the victims.

"He peed not far from me, so I tied him to a tree and bounced him for half an hour, and then he became like this. Hey, I'm not a demon..."

"....."

No wonder Song Qian became Song Qian.

The root is here.

"She must have been infected by Confucian martial arts - a gentleman talks, not fights."

Xie Xuan looked at Hua Nongying at this time.

"...Manager Hua, get up."

Li Mo released the Taiyin Spirit and untied the shackles on Hua Nongying.

This is called Confucian martial arts?

Seeing his strange expression, Xie Xuan said: "I heard that Confucians used to be full of martial virtues. Every time they sat and discussed the Dao, they would get angry while talking, and use fists and feet when the reason did not make sense."

"So every time Confucians discussed the Dao, they were always missing arms and legs."

"Later, a Confucian sub-sage at the peak of the seventh realm saw that this was not working, so he created this method."

Li Mo: "....."

I wonder if the sub-sage would be so angry that he would jump out of the coffin board if he knew that the 'gentleman uses words instead of hands' was used by scholars in this way.

"Thank you...Boss."

Hua Nongying stood up, lowered his head, and looked at Li Mo with his eyes rolling.

"You're welcome. This is the store rule. I would do the same to anyone. In our store, there is no rule of kneeling down for others."

"Yeah."

The little flame that had just ignited in Hua Nongying's eyes went out silently.

.....

In the carriage, the servant who was driving the carriage could not help asking:

"Master, are we going to leave like this?"

"What else? Stay there and be tied to a tree?"

Song Qian's face was extremely ugly, and his teeth were about to bleed.

As the saying goes, the barefoot are not afraid of the ones wearing shoes.

There is no doubt that Zhong Zhenyue is a complete fool.

Let alone Xie Xuan. Let Xie Xuan enter the East Palace. This man dares to point at the prince's nose and refute.

And these two epic fools all follow the lead of the God Hammer Little Tyrant...

How lawless must Li Mo be?

The head servant hurriedly said: "Yes, you are a beautiful jade, how can you touch tiles... The gain is not worth the loss, the gain is not worth the loss."

"Well..."

"Hey, young master, why are you touching my butt? Young master?! It's not good for us to do this!"

The head servant turned his head and his expression suddenly became horrified.

But Song Qian, who had barely kept calm just now, was looking over with bloodshot eyes and breathing heavily.

Products from the Blood Refining Hall must be top-notch.

Well, aside from the side effects.

......

Eastern Palace.

A faint shadow came from the sky and flew into the cage. It turned out to be a gray silver falcon.

The eunuch took the letter from under his feet and lowered his head to deliver it into the palace.

Passing through the palace wall, you can see the Qushui Lake of the East Palace, where two people are sitting in a small pavilion.

One is Queen Chu Ge, whose hair and hair accessories weigh more than ten pounds, and whose appearance is as gorgeous as a blooming peony.

Opposite her is her good eldest son, the future king of the Dayu Dynasty, a heartwarming good brother...

"Yu'er, in the Tianren City, the one who finally controls the Tianren may not be the strongest one."

"Otherwise, there is no need to enter the Tianren City, just let the top of the Qianlong list take the Tianren Sword."

"Whoever can dominate the fate of the world will have the last laugh."

"The fish that have passed the Dragon Gate are still fish, and they are different from us standing on the shore."

Queen Chu Ge looked at the koi in the pond and said softly.

"Mother, I have not been slacking off."

There was no emotion in Jiang Yu's tone.

Queen Chu Ge was not surprised but happy, and smiled and patted the back of his hand.

Yu'er is good in this way.

More obedient than Jingtai.

More like her.

"My queen, your highness..."

The palace maid handed over the letter that had just arrived.

"Nong Ying sent it?" Queen Chu Ge twisted the letter and glanced at it: "The Hundred Flowers Festival... has some variety."

"My mother is the mother of the country. If you organize it, it will be the most suitable, but..."

Jiang Yu also read the letter:

"Will the officials agree to this?"

The civil and military officials are conservative. After the Qianlong Conference, no Hundred Flowers Conference has ever been held.

"When the time comes, the officials will discuss it with the emperor. I will not do anything that abuses power and interferes in politics. Yu'er... go to Yanglong Temple tonight."

As she said that, she stood up.

After sitting on the sedan chair, she took out another letter from her sleeve.

She squinted her eyes and murmured:

"Ying Bing, from the Qingyuan clan of Ziyang Prefecture, seventeen years old."

"Suspected to have inherited the Great Shang Dynasty, carrying..."

"The incomplete Tianren City?"