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From the beginning to the end, the prince seemed to ignore the existence of the other party.

The Eighth Prince blushed, nodded very honestly, and then lowered his head.

"Um……!"

The prince smiled and nodded, waved his hand casually and said: "Hongyi, it's none of your business here, you go away first, I want to see how hard our Governor Han's back is!"

In a word, Han Feng's eyes became colder and Zhu Hongyi's face turned redder.

In the past, when the crown prince spoke, he would never dare to resist, and would leave in despair.

But today is different, he knows that once he leaves, his husband will be oppressed by them.

Zhu Hongyi can be humiliated and bow his head, but Mr. Zhu can't!

Zhu Hongyi did not move, but raised his head again, looking at the prince, his clear eyes became firmer, and his voice no longer trembled.

"Brother Huang, I said... I can salute on behalf of Mr. Brother, please don't make things difficult for Mister!"

In one sentence, the smile on the prince's face froze instantly, and his gaze instantly became cold and terrifying!

In the past, the prince was neither good nor bad to his eighth younger brother, he was completely "ignoring" him.

Because for an ordinary person who is doomed to be unable to cultivate and poses no threat to him, even his half brother is not worth a second look at him.

However, when Zhu Hongyi stood in front of him and tried to fight him, it was like an ant provoking a bird in the sky.

The latter conjures a sense of absurdity and extreme irritation.

How dare a mere ants go against the sky?

The prince's eyes suddenly turned cold, sharp and compelling!

"Eighth brother, I told you to leave here. I don't want to say it a second time."

Zhu Hongyi's face was flushed red, but his gaze was more resolute looking at the prince. His thin body seemed to be rooted in the ground, and he vowed to defend the person behind him, the person he cared about.

Looking at this frail back, Han Feng's face was sinking like water, his eyes brightened at this moment, and a gratified smile floated on the corner of his mouth.

Because he knows that a real strong person, besides possessing great power, more importantly, has a strong heart!

And Zhu Hongyi's heart really began to become stronger!

At this moment, Han Feng put his big hand on the Eighth Prince's shoulder and said calmly.

"Your Highness, you don't need to do anything for me!"

Chapter 390 You are better than him!

Han Feng stepped forward, with a generous body, once again stood in front of Zhu Hongyi, facing the pressure of the prince and others.

"gentlemen!"

Zhu Hongyi spoke out in worry, and stepped forward to protect Han Feng.

However, one of Han Feng's hands pressed on his shoulder, making him stand in place.

At the same time, a voice came into Zhu Hongyi's ears.

"Your Highness, from now on, you must have the courage to fear no one in the world. But also remember that you can always stand behind the minister!"

Zhu Hongyi was shocked when he heard the words, and stared at Han Feng's back in a daze.

In the long years to come, he will often recall these words of Han Feng today, and he will be moved!

At this moment, looking at Han Feng who took the initiative to walk in front of him, the prince finally showed a cold smile on his face.

Immediately, his chin rose slightly, as if he was waiting for Han Feng to bow his head to salute him.

Unexpectedly, Han Feng, who was walking in front of him at this moment, had a serious face and stood with his hands behind his back.

"His Royal Highness, you can salute this official now!"

One sentence out of the mouth made the prince and others on the opposite side stunned.

Immediately, the prince's expression changed, and Shangguan Yang and Feng Muyun who were beside him scolded at the same time.

"Han Feng, you are presumptuous!"

The prince also said in a gloomy tone: "Han Feng, this is at the foot of the imperial city, how dare you offend me by disregarding the distinction between superior and inferior!

Where do you place the law of the land?Where will father Huang Longwei be placed?Are you trying to rebel? "

The prince's voice was cold, resounding through the east gate of the palace, and directly put the "big hat" of unpardonable crime on Han Feng's head.

Shangguan Yang on the side is even more looming, and he has the tendency to personally take action to capture Han Feng, a maniac who has no king in his eyes.

The eighth prince was also extremely worried, and he held on to Han Feng's sleeve tightly.

In the atmosphere just below the city tower, the tension has intensified, and it has reached the point where swords are on the verge of breaking out.

Han Feng, who was standing with his hands behind his back, frowned, and said softly, "His Royal Highness, when you see this young master, why don't you do the teacher-student gift first?"

"what!"

"Young Fu?"

The prince and others were all stunned.

On the other hand, Han Feng stretched out a hand in an understatement, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and a scroll made of "Golden Silk Brocade" appeared in his hand.

"Holy decree!?"

Everyone shrank their eyes and recognized at a glance that this was an imperial decree.

Han Feng looked at the prince with a playful smile on his face.

"His Royal Highness, I'm sorry, His Majesty just appointed me as a young master. Although it is a false title, now I can be regarded as the prince, and the princes and princesses' teacher."

"This...how is this possible?"

The prince showed disbelief on his face, thinking that this matter was too coincidental.

On the other hand, Han Feng directly wrapped the imperial decree with energy, floated in front of the other party and unfolded it, almost hitting the prince's face.

"His Royal Highness, take a closer look. This is an imperial decree issued by His Majesty himself, and the ink marks are not yet dry!"

Looking at the imperial decree unfolding in front of him, the prince's expression became stiff at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And Han Feng looked at Feng Muyun, Minister of Rites, with a smile.

Master Feng, you are the Minister of Rituals, and you are familiar with the etiquette of the empire, so according to the etiquette, what should the crown prince do when he sees Shaofu?

"Uh, this..."

At this moment, Feng Muyun's old face trembled a few times, and he hesitated to speak.

"My Qianlan Empire pays attention to respecting teachers and morals. According to the etiquette, even the crown prince, when he sees the young master, he should do the same as a student. First bow three times, and then the young master will bow to the crown prince."

In a word, the prince's face was extremely gloomy, and his expression was completely frozen.

But Han Feng withdrew the imperial decree casually, raised his head, and said with a sneer, "His Royal Highness, you are rude!"

Seeing the mocking look in Han Feng's eyes, the prince's face was gloomy and frightening.

"Han Feng... so what if I don't worship you?"

Han Feng heard the words and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness, this is the imperial etiquette, this place is under the imperial city, are you going to openly violate the etiquette established by your ancestors.

Where does this put the law of the country?Where will His Majesty Longwei be placed?Your Highness... you don't want to plot against me, do you? "

The three questioning words were returned to the prince by Han Feng intact.

At this moment, the prince only felt his face was hot, as if he had been slapped three times.

For a while, all the pressure was placed on His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

The prince quietly clenched his fists, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

If he didn't want Han Feng to bow his head to his face today, and didn't mention the salute, he wouldn't let himself down.

Although he was unwilling in every possible way, he knew that if he blatantly violated the ancestral etiquette under the imperial city, he would definitely be insulted, and it would be regarded as shooting himself in the foot.

After weighing again and again, the prince finally suppressed the anger and shame in his chest, clasped his fists with both hands, and said through gritted teeth.

"This palace... has saluted Shao Fu!"

As he said that, the prince was about to bow to salute, but unexpectedly, just as he bent down, Han Feng raised his hand to stop him.

"His Royal Highness, there is no need to salute, my young master still has a wound on his waist.

If you salute, I won't return the salute, it's unreasonable, so we'll be even. "

The prince was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, while Han Feng led the eighth prince directly out of the gate of the palace and walked away.

After a long time, the prince finally woke up, looking at the direction where Han Feng's back disappeared, his face twisted for a while.

"Han Feng!"

The faces of the others were also not very good-looking.

Among the crowd, only Deng Ai was expressionless, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Recalling Han Feng's indifference when facing Shangguan Yang's coercion just now, Deng Ai murmured in his heart.

"Why is this kid so different from half a year ago, even I can't see through his cultivation, how did he do it.

But in just half a year, no matter how talented he is, how much improvement can he make? "

……

At the same time, Emperor Wu in the Huangji Hall looked in the direction of the east gate of the imperial palace.

He said to himself: "This boy Han Feng is really a troublemaker, but he is also a smart person and knows how to advance and retreat.

On the contrary, the crown prince is still too young and has an impetuous temper. It is not a bad thing for Han Feng to sharpen his temper. "

After all, Emperor Wu seemed to have thought of something again, and said to himself with some surprise: "I can't see that this child, Hong Yi, still has such a resolute and brave side."

……

At noon, Han Feng brought the eighth prince back to the scholar's mansion. As for the earl's mansion awarded by Emperor Wu, it was still under construction.

Recalling the confrontation with the prince and others under the imperial city today, Han Feng's eyes turned slightly chilly.

Today, he finally let the prince go, not because he wanted to let him go, but because he was scolding his son under the eyes of his father, Han Feng felt that he was somewhat disrespectful to Emperor Wu.

Recalling the two true yang realm powerhouses I met today, Shangguan Yang and Deng Ai.

Han Feng could sense that Shangguan Yang's aura was similar to that of Shangguan Rui, the elder of the Shangguan family, and both of them should be at the early stage of True Yang Realm.

However, Han Feng couldn't clearly perceive Deng Ai's breath, and the other party seemed to be more difficult than he imagined.

But now the empire is in a special period, and even Emperor Wu has stepped forward to mediate, and Han Feng can only stop confronting them head-on for the time being.

However, Han Feng knew that when the situation in the empire stabilized, he, the prince, the Shangguan family and the Feng family would not be able to let it go.

Recalling today, Emperor Wu's conversation with himself and his warning.

Han Feng pondered for a long time before making a decision.

He Han Feng has never been a passive person, especially when fighting with others.

Since it is unavoidable, then he must plan ahead, not only to win, but to win completely!

After calming down all his thoughts, Han Feng looked at the eighth prince who followed him back to the scholar's mansion.

His eyes softened, and he said, "Your Highness, you have a lot of energy and blood now. It seems that you have practiced a lot these days after I left the imperial capital."

The Eighth Prince nodded embarrassedly and said: "Sir, you said that I should not be discouraged and be a brave person.

I can't absorb spiritual energy to practice, so I asked my aunt to ask someone to teach me the method of horizontal training to improve my physical strength, and I can become stronger in the future. "

Han Feng nodded appreciatively and said, "That's right, as long as you have the heart to become stronger, you've performed very well in front of the prince today."

Hearing Han Feng's praise, the Eighth Prince rubbed his hands and lowered his head, a little shy, but also a little happy to be recognized by his husband.

However, Han Feng suddenly said another sentence.

"Your Highness, you are actually much better than the prince!"

One sentence made the eighth prince startled, but then hurriedly shook his head.

"No no... sir, the crown prince is much stronger than me. He is already a moon-level spiritual warrior. In front of him, I am nothing at all."

When Han Feng heard this, he smiled meaningfully, and instead of continuing the topic, he spoke instead.