[Comprehensive martial arts] Protect our little prince

The emperor wore casual clothes to go out of the palace, so he naturally didn't want his identity to be exposed, and his current identity was not suitable for too much contact with the emperor, so he could only pretend that he didn't know the identity of the person next to him.

Zhao Mingning had guessed the identity of this person just now, he had never met Lao Li, but this Li Xunhuan's appearance was [-]% similar to Da Li, he would not mistake someone with an outstanding appearance.

The emperor was in a good mood and nodded to the slightly embarrassed Xiao Li, telling him not to worry about himself, then turned his head and met the condemning eyes of his precious brother, "What's wrong?"

The little prince opened his eyes wide and looked at his elder brother who didn't know what was wrong, and almost yelled out the words "Did you like his face and want to call him a prostitute?"

Fortunately, the little ancestor knew the importance, so he could tell his elder brother these words in private, and he had to save enough face for his elder brother in front of outsiders no matter what.

Zhao Mingning was overjoyed to see his baby brother hesitating to speak, just as Lu Xiaofeng came up with the waiter who was carrying the food, patted his head and smiled, "Eat first."

"Oh, the world is getting worse, people's hearts are not old." The little prince shook his head and sighed, looked at the elegant and handsome Li Xun Huan sympathetically, washed his hands, picked up chopsticks and began to use his appetite to cover up his grief and anger.

What a sinister world this is!

What a terrible human heart!

Fried liver and noodle soup are delicious!

Ahhhhhhhh~

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows, looked at the helpless friend, then at the smiling emperor, shook his head and decided that it would be better for him to fill his stomach with his little ancestor.

Zhao Mingning looked at the two people who were only busy eating, and signaled to Li Xunhuan to sit by his side, "It is said that Mr. Li is better than blue because of blue. When I saw him today, he is really good-looking."

The champions sung in the drama are all young and handsome. After high school, there is a princess or the prime minister who secretly promises that men and women can make a good story, but the reality is not drama. Chunwei is not as simple as that brat thought.

The number one scholar needs to be mature and prudent, and it is best to uphold the doctrine of the mean, so that it is easy to survive the first few years of entering the court, and then can be entrusted with important tasks. No matter how talented a young and frivolous person is, he is not as good as a person in power. An inferior but tolerant courtier.

Young and energetic, in other words, he has not been hit, and he is prone to depression after failure. If there are many people who can be used in the court, he does not mind spending a few more years carving rough jade, but now is the time for employing people, and there is not so much time. Wait for someone to grow up.

The emperor himself is also a young man, but he has experienced too many things, and he has a younger brother who needs to be taken care of all the time, so he habitually puts himself in the position of an elder.

He already knew Li Xun Huan's talent in his heart, as long as he had a calm temperament, it was not impossible for the young and handsome number one scholar in the drama to appear in reality.

"My lord's praise." Li Xun Huan was a little dumbfounded, how could he fail to understand the meaning of the emperor's words as he was so transparent, he didn't expect that he could feel the atmosphere of the imperial examination in advance just because he wanted to go out for a drink with his friends, which is also rare.

Zhao Mingyu swallowed the noodles in his mouth, saw that his brother started to hook up with beauties without even caring about eating, held the bowl and dragged Lu Xiaofeng to the window on the other side and continued to sigh, "Morals are ruined, the world is so cold!"

Lu Xiaofeng put down his chopsticks in a daze, he didn't know whether his education level was too low or the young prince's words were too advanced, why didn't he understand what these two words meant here?

Who is morally bankrupt?Emperor?

Little ancestor, you can't talk nonsense.

Lu Xiaofeng was very tired. He felt that if he stayed in the capital, he would get sick sooner or later.

Zhao Mingning really didn't think about it that much, since he happened to meet Li Xunhuan, he just happened to be able to test his attitude towards the court, if he was a talented person who could be used, he would not be stingy with the title of champion.

In the small private room, there was a clear distinction between Zhao Mingyu and Lu Xiaofeng, who watched the people coming and going on the street outside after eating, and did not dare to speak loudly, and even wished not to hear the topics discussed by the two next to them.

The little prince glanced at Li Xun Huan's hair indiscriminately, pulled his bangs and asked in a low voice, "Lu Xiaofeng, is Li Xun Huan's hair natural?"

The little curly hair is pretty, and he wants it too.

Lu Xiaofeng clutched his chest and leaned against the wall, trying to stop the whimsical little ancestor with a weak face, "Little prince, listen to my advice, can you wait until I leave Bianjing before starting to mess around, I'm afraid Huamanlou will wait until this year It's a dead phoenix."

Zhao Mingyu put down his hand regretfully, "Then how about I send a fragrant roast chicken to comfort Huamanlou's sadness of losing a friend?"

"Please bring another jug ​​of good wine, I'm afraid Hua Manlou will be too sad, I can't eat the roast chicken and just want to drink away my sorrow." Lu Xiaofeng gritted his teeth. I want to push people to the ground and beat them up.

The little prince smiled happily, "Don't worry, I will take your place as a good friend with Huamanlou, and I will make him forget you as soon as possible and devote himself to the next friendship."

Lu Xiaofeng: ...

There is no way to have this kid, so let's find a chance to beat him up.

After Zhao Mingyu ate his fill, he started talking nonsense with Lu Xiaofeng. Lu Xiaofeng traveled all over the world, not only the territory of Song Dynasty, but even the western region of Liao Kingdom. It would be a pity for his experience like the protagonist of a story to not pull him to tell stories.

Lu Xiaofeng did indeed have a lot of stories to tell, he was only in his 20s, but he had spent a lot of time in the rivers and lakes, an ordinary person might not see the scenery he has seen in a year in a lifetime.

However, there are not so many grievances and hatreds described in the storybook in Jianghu. If there are conflicts between sects every day, the six sects will be too busy to touch the ground. Even the Jianghu people must abide by the laws of the Song Dynasty. It's good if you don't get caught, the head catcher of the real six doors is going to spend the rest of his life in prison.

Fortunately, Lu Xiaofeng was good at speaking, ordinary things became more interesting in his mouth, the little prince's eyes were bright, and he listened to all kinds of delicious and fun things outside the capital, envious of all kinds of delicious and fun things, and the whole person was envious.

He wanted to switch identities with Lu Xiaofeng, let Lu Xiaofeng stay in the capital as a prince, and he came to fight for justice. Although his martial arts were not as good as Lu Xiaofeng's, he had a heart full of justice.

Zhao Mingyu was so emotional when he heard the story, and he was so disappointed after hearing it. Why didn't he be born a few years earlier? If he was a brother... er... an emperor, he wouldn't be able to get out.

Poor brother can't even go out of the palace often, he should stay with him for a few more years, after two years he is no longer fit to live in the palace, can go out of the palace to build a mansion or live in a fiefdom, my brother is alone in the palace How miserable.

He is also picked on and bullied by the ministers every day. The first court is a war, and the next court is to fight another battle in the imperial study. It is difficult to be an emperor, and it is even more difficult to be a good emperor.

Fortunately, he is not the emperor.

The little prince is very self-aware, his elder brother is so powerful and he is often so angry that he wants to kill with a knife. His goal is to be a worthless trash, so let's be a good younger brother.

Comparing the miracle, Zhao Mingyu quickly changed from a listless person to a spirited guy. Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but think back to what he looked like when he was a teenager. Did he also think the same way?

Having said that, he was already running around when he was a teenager. The prodigal son has no restraints and can go wherever he wants. He seems to be more turbulent than this little ancestor.

Who doesn't have a time when they were young and frivolous?

The twenty-year-old Lu Daxia rubbed his chest to recall the past, and suddenly felt a menacing gaze on him. Remembering that the emperor was sitting next to him, he hurriedly changed the subject to let the little ancestor take his heart back.

He wasn't going to kidnap His Majesty's darling. There was no chance of such a fatal thing happening. He didn't want to die at a young age.