The prince is very fierce

Dong Dong——

The sound of drums is like thunder, resounding throughout Chang'an, and the setting sun sinks into the mountains, evoking the lights of thousands of houses in Chang'an City.

After Xu Buling finished playing the last dusk drum, he sat on the floor next to the desk in the Bell and Drum Tower, holding the hem of his sleeve robe with his left hand and grinding it slowly.

The small case is spread out with rice paper, the Qingtian jade paperweight reflects the sea of ​​lanterns in Chang'an, and a green lantern is placed on the desk.

Tread——

The sound of slight footsteps sounded from inside the Bell and Drum Tower.

Xu Bu Ling's ears twitched slightly, he put down the ink stick and tilted his head slightly:

"who?"

"...His Royal Highness, it's me..."

The lanterns at the corners of the eaves were swaying gently in the wind. Inside the bell tower, Song Yufu, wearing a coat and skirt, walked out cautiously with the hem of her skirt in hand. She also held a ruler in her hand. The expression on her face was deliberately serious, but there were just a few traces in her eyes. The panic still betrayed the nervousness in her heart.

Xu Bu Ling started studying ink again:

"No time."

Song Yufu's eyes showed a bit of irritation when she heard this, she pursed her lips, walked to the desk, held a ruler and said seriously:

"...Why do you talk like this...I...I am your teacher..."

Xu Buling Shuangyue squinted slightly and turned his head to look at Song Yufu.

Song Yufu trembled in fright, put the ruler on her chest, and said slightly nervously: "My father is the Grand Priest of the Imperial Academy. If you dare to hit me... you won't be able to go down..."

Xu Buling narrowed his eyes slightly: "Threaten me?"

Song Yufu shook her head and trembled slightly: "No, I just came here to tell you the rules..." As she said that, she walked to the desk in small steps, like a master looking at a student.

Xu Buling shook his head slightly and continued grinding, his voice flat:

"No one who can tell me the rules has been born yet."

"Rules are not made by humans, they already exist... Two hundred years after the founding of Dayue, Jiazi conquered Baiyue and Daqi, and established the Imperial College in Chang'an, the rules were set..."

Xu Buling frowned slightly: "Do you know how Da Qi became Northern Qi? How did Baiyue become South Vietnam?"

Song Yufu had read poetry and books since she was a child, so she naturally knew this very well: "Wenzong's heavy army Wu Zhong used poor generals to carry out military campaigns, which greatly increased the country's power. During the Xiaozong period, the general Xu Lie repeatedly performed extraordinary feats since he was a scout. At the age of 30, he was appointed as the general of the country. He led an army of 1.2 million to conquer Baiyue in the south and defeat the Qi Dynasty in the north. The Central Plains were unified from then on..."

"Who is Xu Lie?"

"It's your grandfather."

"Then what rules do you tell me?"

Xu Bu Ling raised his eyes and looked at Song Yufu.

Song Yufu hesitated for a moment and whispered: "It is precisely because the ancestors of King Su have made great achievements and secured thousands of miles of territory for Dayue. You are born as the heir, so you must abide by the rules set by your ancestors and cannot rely on power to be domineering...

... This "Don't Forget Bell" was made by General Xu when he conquered Chang'an. It was for the people of Dayue and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty to remember the humiliation and suffering of their ancestors for hundreds of years. You are punished to ring the bell. That's what it means. "

Xu Bu Ling took a breath and didn't bother to answer.

When Song Yufu saw that he was silent, she took the next step and said seriously:

"It is a rule for Chenshi to study for half an hour early. No matter whether he is a prince or a student from a poor family, he is treated equally. It doesn't matter that you came a little late, why did you hurt someone?

In the important place of the school, General Xu would first take off his saber and dismount his horse as a sign of respect when he came in. You...you are ignorant of etiquette, wanton, and unruly..."

Chattering, a litany of derogatory terms.

Xu Buling was quite satisfied with this evaluation, and I think Aunt Lu would be pleased to hear it.

Xu Buling looked coldly at the female teacher who was teaching seriously:

"I hit someone, do I need a reason?"

"It's definitely necessary... No, you can't hit people."

Song Yufu patted her palms with a ruler and walked back and forth in front of the desk:

"As the saying goes, 'A gentleman speaks his words but never uses his hands.' If you have an opinion against Mr. Xiao, you can try to convince him with your reasoning. Relying on reason with your fists is what the fools do. Besides, it's not like Mr. Xiao can't beat you. I didn’t fight back because I respected your status and obeyed the rules. You were unreasonable..."

Xu Buling liked peace and quiet, and was too noisy to copy the book, so he put down his wolf hair and raised his head:

"Miss Song, are you too busy?"

Song Yufu pursed her lips and stood upright in front of the desk: "As the saying goes, 'Once a teacher, always a father.' If I help dad take you to read in the morning, I am half a teacher. You copied the "Xue Ji" "In "A strict teacher is in trouble, the teacher is strict and then the Tao respects him, and the Tao is respected and then the people know and respect the learner", which means to respect the teacher and respect the Tao..."

Xu Buling nodded and stood up: "My back is quite familiar, just right." He walked towards Song Yufu.

Song Yufu looked a little confused, put the ruler on her chest, and stepped back in small steps until she reached the wall of the bell tower and had no way to retreat, then she said nervously:

"You can't hit me, otherwise... otherwise I'll make you stay for another seven days. Adding these seven days, it will be half a month..."

"Why should I hit you?"

Xu Buling walked up to him and tilted his head slightly: "Copy the "Xue Ji" ten times, or I will throw you away."

Song Yufu looked back and saw that the bell tower was more than three feet high. She trembled with fright, thought for a while, and shook her head seriously: "No, I asked you to copy the "Xue Ji" so that you can correct your mistakes and correct them. How can I help you copy them. "

Xu Buring nodded and raised his right hand.

Song Yufu pursed her lips, but she was very strong-willed. She closed her eyes and tilted her head, saying, 'You go ahead and beat me to death! ’ look. But soon, she felt a lightness in her body. She opened her eyes and found that she was being carried by the back collar and walked towards the small case.

"ah--"

Song Yufu was a head shorter than Xu Buling. Her embroidered shoes plopped in the air, causing ripples on her skirt. Her collar pinched her neck, which made her feel uncomfortable. She raised the ruler in her hand:

"Your Highness, how could you do this? I...I beat you..."

Xu Buling placed her next to the small case with a slightly cold look on her face:

"I'll give you one last chance. Do you want to copy it or not?"

Song Yufu saw that this was unreasonable, she pursed her lips and lowered her head, and snorted softly: "I'm not as experienced as a rough guy like you..." She wanted to leave, but the result was that her body became airborne again, and she was thrown directly out of the Bell and Drum Tower, with her skirt hanging. Sweeping up the snow.

"ah--!!"

A scream.

Song Yufu, who was wearing a coat and skirt, turned pale in an instant, waved her hands and feet wildly a few times, and watched as she flew out of the wall.

The Bell and Drum Tower is about three stories high, with a bluestone floor below. You can imagine the effect of falling down.

Song Yufu was so frightened that her head went blank. She waved her hands and feet a few times and closed her eyes tightly.

After waiting for a long time, no pain came. She opened her eyes a little and found that her body was suspended in the air and the bottom was very high. She was so frightened that she quickly closed them again and said in a trembling voice:

"Let me go..."

Xu Buling let go of his right hand.

"Ah - no, you pull me up... wu wu..."

There were cries.

Xu Buling lifted Song Yufu up and placed it next to the desk again:

"Copy or not?"

Song Yufu's face was as white as snow and stained with tears. The hand holding the ruler was still trembling slightly. It took a long time before she could take a breath. She pursed her lips and was about to say something when she saw Xu Buring raising his hand. She was so frightened that she quickly picked it up. Lang Hao, half-grieved and half-horrified, wrote "Xue Ji" and muttered inaudibly:

"You've gone too far. How can you be a gentleman like this..."

"I am not a gentleman, I am an ignorant braggart."

"Dandy boy..."

"Haha, it's good to know..."

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It was still early, and the palace was already filled with palace lanterns. Xiao Ting quickly walked through the verandah and entered a palace, where the maids and eunuchs were waiting outside.

There is a heater in the hall, and among the incense, a beautiful woman in palace clothes is lying on her side on a soft couch to take a rest. She wears a waistcoat over a warm yellow palace skirt and a phoenix crown on her head. Her figure is round and round but not plump, and her eyebrows are like almonds. She has been there for a long time. The upper position carries a bit of majesty, grace and beauty.

When Xiao Ting walked into the palace, he threw himself in front of Ruantan and cried loudly, pointing at his cheek that was swollen like a pig's head:

"Auntie, look, Ting'er has been beaten!"

The beautiful woman was leaning on the soft couch with her eyes half-squinted. She was awakened and her eyebrows furrowed slightly, showing a slight displeasure:

"Xiao Ting, you will reach the age of adulthood in two years. A man won't shed tears easily. How can you cry like a man?"

Xiao Ting lay on the soft edge with runny nose and tears:

"Xu Bu Ling can hit me, why can't I cry? My aunt won't let me hit him..."

The Queen Mother opened her eyes, raised her hand to drive away the palace maid, and sat up a little straighter:

"Is he going to beat you? Why did you provoke him for nothing?"

"ah?"

Xiao Ting's crying expression froze, and then he was full of grievances: "Aunt, how can you say that to Ting'er? I was reciting poems and essays in the Imperial College honestly, and when I was getting better, Xu Buling suddenly appeared and said to me It's easy to beat me..."

As the legitimate daughter of the Xiao family in Huainan, the Queen Mother had been in a high position for a long time, so she could see something was wrong from Xiao Ting's face. But he was my nephew after all, so he didn’t go into details and just said softly:

"Xu Buling was poisoned by gangsters in the Weihe River last year. His martial arts skills are so poor that he can only drink alcohol to suppress the pain of thousands of ants eating his heart. After such a big change, ordinary martial artists would have gone crazy long ago, and it is normal to have a bad temper. No Even if I beat you a few times, it won’t kill you. You are still his uncle according to your seniority, so why should you argue with him? "

Xiao Ting was a little puzzled when he heard this: "Aunt, I heard that after being poisoned by the 'Long Lock Gu', no matter how powerful the master is, he will become a useless person. Xu Buling killed the Imperial Forest Army a few days ago, and his skills are legendary. It’s amazing…”

The Queen Mother lightly snorted: "The territory of Dayue is thousands of miles away, and there should be many heroes. Xu Buling has long been known for his superb martial arts. He once said boldly, 'He can go up to the nine heavens to kill the moon, and he can go down to the four seas to capture the dragon', and a few common people It's a loss of status even if you do it, but you still expect him to be beaten up by a few thugs? "

Xiao Ting frowned: "My martial arts skills are so powerful even if they are not equal to each other. If his poison is cured, who else in the world can restrain him?"

There was a bit of disappointment in the Queen Mother's eyes: "So what if an ordinary man is angry and blood splashes a hundred steps? From ancient times to the present, there is one person who has achieved great things by relying on the bravery of an ordinary man? He can't even lead an army without a good strategy, and he can only block a thousand with one man. Just a pawn."

Xiao Ting nodded: "Indeed, Xu Bu Ling was so impulsive that he didn't even read a book all day long, and he didn't know anything about poetry and poetry. It's really hard to achieve great things with only one body of bravery."

"It's good to know. I'll say hello to Lu Hongluan and ask her to discipline Xu Bu Ling. You can go back."

Xiao Ting rubbed his pig-head-like face. Although he felt resentful, if the Queen Mother did not punish Xu Buling, he had no choice but to leave in anger...